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The two men seemed to notice Cameron's unusual condition and quickly followed him into the graffiti building, with one of them already placing his arm on his waist.

On the fifth floor, Chen An, who was discussing equipment issues with Karl, saw Cameron suddenly barge in and look nervous, so he couldn't help but ask a question.

"What's wrong with Cameron? Why is he in such a panic?"

"Boss, there are two unfamiliar faces outside the Graffiti Building. They lingered on your pickup truck for a while, and now they're catching up!!"

Upon hearing this, Chen An and Carl exchanged a glance, then quickly stood up, took the Glock 19 in their hands, and Emily stood close to protect him.

The four of them gradually approached the door, lowering their breathing.

Soon, the sound of running could be heard outside the door, gradually fading into the distance, seemingly heading towards a higher floor. At this moment, Karl spoke up.

"Boss, it's probably someone from the Creek family. The police wouldn't just swagger in like that. Should we take care of it?"

"Hmm, it seems they also know the secret in Richard's phone, and thus tracked him here via the pickup truck. Karl will have to change the pickup truck's appearance afterward," Chen An emphasized, adding that they were still too careless.

Then the group carefully opened the door. Karl held up his pistol and looked around to make sure there was no problem before letting Chen An and the others out.

"Cameron, can you see how many people are there?"

Cameron answered definitively, "Two."

"Fortunately, not many. We'll stay at the stairwell and wait for them to come down." Carl began to deploy the plan.

Soon after, Carl and Emily hid on either side of the stairs, waiting quietly, while Chen An went to Hank's room, which was closer to the stairs.

To be honest, this was the first time he had ever used a gun.

At this time.

The two had already arrived at the rooftop of the Graffiti Building. Looking around at the empty space, one of them couldn't help but speak up.

Where are they?

"He should be hiding in that house by now. Go back and tell the boss that Pikachu has been found and to send people to search for him."

After a brief exchange, the two set off downstairs. Seemingly because nothing unexpected had happened on their way there, they were noticeably more relaxed as they went downstairs, though they still each held a gun.

Just as they stepped onto the fifth floor, Carl and Emily pulled the triggers almost instantly. The gunshots and the flashes of the guns made them realize the danger, and they instinctively raised their guns and fired.

Emily shot one of them in the head, instantly rendering him unable to resist, while Carl's shot went slightly off-target and hit his shoulder, causing the other man to fire wildly at Carl.

Karl had already retreated, waiting for his chance.

Seeing this, Chen An poked his head out from inside the door and suddenly pulled the trigger. The [Pistol Proficiency] attribute greatly improved his accuracy, and several bullets poured out. One of them instantly hit the man between the eyebrows. He remained stunned and finally fell to the ground helplessly.

"Boss, that's a great shot!"

Karl spoke up, then stepped forward with his gun to check, and after confirming that the person was dead, he began to deal with them.

Seeing this, Chen An slowly stepped forward. Looking at the horrific state of the two corpses, his throat bobbed, and he couldn't help but run back to the bathroom to vomit.

Being shot is one thing, but actually seeing a corpse still causes physical discomfort, which is unavoidable and can only be adapted to.

Chen An told himself that he had no other choice.

Carl walked over and said slowly, "Boss, you'll get used to it. Don't try to think of it as something terrible. Imagine you're hunting, and those are just animals. Maybe that will make it easier."

He nodded upon hearing this.

"What should we do with these two bodies?"

Carl continued, "It needs to be dealt with quickly. The gunshots could very well alert the residents of the Graffiti Building, so the body needs to be moved or hidden temporarily."

Then, everyone worked together to put the two bodies into bags, and then cleaned up the shell casings and bloodstains at the scene. This is when Karl played an important role.

It seemed like this wasn't his first time doing this; after a thorough cleaning, there was basically no problem.

"Okay, boss, it's hard for anyone other than criminal investigation experts or seasoned detectives to find out."

Chen An asked with curiosity, "Karl, do Navy SEALs teach this?"

Karl shook his head. "No, this was my first side job after I retired. It was cleaning and Gundam recycling, but I quit because it didn't earn enough. However, I did learn a little bit of the skills."

"You really do everything."

As for Chen An, he naturally knew what these two were. The Cleaner was responsible for cleaning up crime scenes to ensure they were not discovered, while the Gundam Recycling, as the name suggests, was for recycling corpses!

"Boss, I'll move these two bodies to the pickup truck and modify it a bit while I'm at it. Otherwise, we'll be in more trouble today. It's not good that Creek found out about this now."

Chen An nodded. "Cameron, Hank, you two come and help."

"Yes, boss."

When going downstairs, Chen An observed the situation and only allowed Karl and the others to come down after confirming that no one was around. Fortunately, the Graffiti Building was old and had no surveillance cameras, otherwise it would have been even more troublesome.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly. After the two bodies were skillfully loaded onto the pickup truck, Karl got in and drove away quickly.

Seeing this, Chen An and the others pretended to be nonchalant and went upstairs. Sure enough, a dozen minutes later, police sirens sounded downstairs. Chen An looked out the window and saw several police cars parked downstairs.

Several police officers looked wary and did not enter the graffiti building.

At this point, the resident who had called the police started talking to several officers, and then the officers walked into the graffiti building together.

Seeing this, he quickly said to Emily, "Hide all the guns, the police are coming."

Emily nodded, took several handguns, and walked into the room, which contained a small safe that the police were not usually obliged to open.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

Chen An stepped forward and opened the door, where he saw several police officers standing outside, three men and one woman.

"Sir, did you hear another gunshot just now?"

A male police officer asked.

Chen An pretended to think for a moment, then shook his head. "I'm not sure. I was taking a nap. Did something happen, officer?"

"Yes, someone called the police saying there was a gunfight here. Please allow us to check your identity."

"No problem." Chen An nodded, then turned and went inside to get his ID card and visa, which thankfully hadn't expired yet.

The officer took the document, checked it, and reported to the person on the other end of the radio. After confirming that there was no problem, he returned the document to Chen An.

"Sorry to bother you, please contact us immediately if there are any issues."

"Yes."

The group then continued forward, asking each guest inquiring about their rooms, but some were not there.

Chen An then closed the door.

The female police officer who was in the lead among the four kept glancing at Chen An's door.

"Commander Ada, is there something wrong with that person?"

An experienced police officer noticed the other person's situation.

Ada shook her head slightly. "No problem, but I know that person. He came to our police station to report a case before. It seems that his sister went missing. He came to the police station every day for a while. I remember him very well."

"Really? Did he find him?"

Ada spoke up, "I don't know. He stopped coming to the police station a few days ago."