"Hey! What's going on down there, did the repairman get involved?"

   Above the elevator shaft, three thugs shouted at the elevator that suddenly sank.

   "I don't know what happened. When the elevator suddenly sank, his head hit the wall. Now he has passed out!"

  At this moment, the gunman who had just gone to help climbed out of the skylight of the elevator.

  He stood on the top of the elevator and pulled out the people in the elevator through the skylight. He was the repairman who passed out into a coma.

  The thugs upstairs breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was not the repairman's hands or feet, but an accident.

   "I said, can you **** stop watching, hurry up and find a ladder or rope, I don't want to follow the elevator to suddenly fall down and die!"

   "Okay, okay, let's find the ladder."

  With the sound of footsteps, the figures of the three thugs disappeared.

  I believe everyone already knows. That’s right, the mob under the elevator is actually McGieson.

  Not long ago, McGyson got information about the elevator malfunction in this building, so he came in under the pretense of being a repairman.

  Relying on McGieson's technique, these gangsters certainly can't find the countless props hidden in him.

  However, even elevator repairmen do not move freely in this building.

  His every move is closely monitored.

  That’s why McGyson took the opportunity to call a mob to come down to help, but in fact knocked him out, and then exchanged identities.

  By the way, he also poured some medicine for this unknown good man, and he should not be able to wake up within today.

  Not long after, the three people who ran to get the ladder came back, and McGieson climbed upstairs with the "repairman" on his back.

  Climbing from the position above the third floor to the fifth floor with a guy weighing 70 kilograms on his back, McGieson doesn’t actually feel tired, but for ordinary people, it’s definitely not an easy task.

  So, when McGyson went up to the fifth floor with the "repairman" on his back, he threw the man on his back to the ground and at the same time collapsed to the ground.

  Make a look exhausted.

  "I really don’t know what this guy grew up with. It's as heavy as the Finger cow! I have to rest for a while. You can move him to the lounge first."

  The other three gangsters did not have too much doubt. After seeing that the repairman was indeed the same person, they sent the repairman into the break room together.

  Because there is no doctor as a profession under the black mask, they do not have an infirmary.

  While moving, he was still complaining: “The man who finally repaired the elevator came, and finally fainted without doing anything.”

  Not long after, McGieson was the only one left in the elevator.

  At this moment, McGieson certainly didn’t have to continue lying on the ground, and a carp hit his feet and stood up.

  Magisen walked gently to the top of the stairs next to the elevator.

  Listen carefully, now no one is approaching here.

  Is a godsend opportunity!

   McGyson tried his best to rush to the top of the building as quickly as possible.

   rushed to the height of the fourth and fifth floors.

  At this moment, a group of patrolmen suddenly entered the stairwell, looking at the momentum to go downstairs.

  The sound of footsteps above his head made McGieson stop and retreat at the same speed as the person who came down to ensure that he would not be found.

  Fortunately, these people left the stairwell after only walking down one floor.

   McGieson was able to continue upward.

  His luck was not bad, and he never encountered anyone who was going up and downstairs.

"Um?"

  It didn’t take long for McGieson to reach the last two floors of the building.

  He keenly noticed that the number of people patrolling here was significantly reduced compared to the floors below.

  Even the frequency of walking is much less than that of the lower floors.

  Such an arrangement made McGieson more or less doubtful, but it is not totally unacceptable.

  After all, for high-rise buildings, the staffing on the ground floor is indeed much more than that on the upper floors.

  Because of the threat from high altitude, it is often not possible to make up for it by the number of people.

  So McGieson didn't think much, and ran straight to the rooftop.

  As soon as the door of the roof was opened, a bell tower more than twenty meters higher appeared in front of you.

   McGieson listened carefully for a moment, there was no movement on the roof, and no one talking.

  However, when McGieson stepped out of the house, a warning bell suddenly sounded in his heart.

   too late to think, McGyson flashed to the side subconsciously, and at the same time a bullet hit the position where he had just stepped on the first foot when he came out.

  "This size is a pistol bullet...Why didn't you hear the gunshot?"

   McGieson used the corner of his eye to see the true face of the bullet, and couldn't help but wonder.

   Even if it is a silenced pistol, it is impossible for McGieson to hear a sound.

   McGyson turned his head and looked around, only to see a bald man with a beard lying on a beach chair in the corner of the roof.

  The bearded man is a black man, wearing a black and red special combat uniform.

  If McGyson is right, he should be sunbathing?

It doesn't matter if   is it right or not, at least McGieson knows who shot him just now.

  Because this man happened to be holding a pistol with a silencer in his hand.

  The shape of this gun is completely different from other mainstream pistols in the world, and it is not clear what model it is.

  After seeing the face of the bearded man, McGyson found the person who best matched him in his head.

  Death shooter, Floyd Lawton!

   is another tricky guy.

   McGyson flashed to the other side of the roof, using the pillar as a cover.

   "I said that I am not allowed to go to the rooftop during my time in the sun, otherwise I will kill one if I see one."

  Death Shooter said in a lazy tone, he didn't take this hapless person who rushed up into his heart.

  Although McGieson avoided his marksmanship perfectly just now.

  The pistol used by Freud is not an ordinary weapon, but a new technological weapon that Bain seized from Wayne’s corporate arsenal.

  The applied technology is very single, that is, the ultimate noise reduction.

  This silenced pistol can reduce the sound of shooting to an infinitely close to zero decibel level, which can achieve truly silent shooting.

  But because the death shooter's pistol can fire silently, McGieson doesn't have to worry about alarming a large group of people in the building.

   "You have a good skill. Few people in the world can escape my shot. I'm sure it doesn't include the black masked men."

  "So, who are you and what is the purpose of being here?"

  Floyd got up from the beach chair and asked at McGieson’s location.

  After asking, he slowly approached here step by step.

(Because the test of Subject One began on the 5th, my session happened to be in the morning, and the test room was a bit far away from where I lived, so I didn’t have much time to recite the questions. The updates in the past few days can only be reduced. Once the subjects are taken, everything will return to normal.)