Inside the swimming pool complex, Hunter saw off the two FBI agents who had questioned him.
Watching their retreating backs, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile.
"Stansfield... you move really fast."
Giving the note to his neighbor Michael, telling him the apartment was monitored, and letting Michael contact Stansfield... the mastermind behind all this was Hunter himself.
Furthermore, bringing the corrupt DEA agent Stansfield into the game to distract the FBI for him...
This was a link in Hunter's plan from the very beginning.
But he didn't expect Stansfield to be not only fast but also ruthless.
In such a short time, Stansfield had already entered the game.
And his opening move was to hire thugs to stage a home invasion and shoot one of the monitoring agents dead.
"Heh!"
Seeing the FBI agents disappear completely, Hunter entered the changing room to shower, changed his clothes, and prepared to leave.
His five attributes were now all more than three times that of a normal person.
Especially his [Intelligence], which had always been two points higher than the other four attributes.
The current Hunter, whether in logical thinking or memory, was far beyond ordinary people.
When formulating these plans, he had thought of all possibilities.
The FBI coming to investigate, and even him being forcibly summoned by the FBI... were all within Hunter's predictions.
After all, as the FBI's surveillance target... one of the agents watching him was killed right inside the apartment building where he lived.
No matter how you looked at it, Hunter was the biggest suspect.
He naturally anticipated this. In fact, if Stansfield hadn't acted by tomorrow...
Hunter would have personally acted against the two agents monitoring him to proactively draw the FBI into the fray.
So, since the plan started...
Aside from delivering the letter to the FBI LA Field Office and occasionally slipping away from FBI surveillance in crowded places for a short time...
For most of the last few days, he stayed in places where surveillance footage could be checked or people could provide alibis for him.
For example: swimming pools, gyms, libraries, etc.
These were all places Hunter had visited before.
It also made it convenient for the FBI to find him.
Facts proved Hunter wasn't wrong.
This afternoon, he spent several hours at the swimming pool, constantly increasing the experience points of his [Swimming] skill.
Just as Hunter felt a bit hungry and was about to leave to return to the apartment...
Two FBI agents found him at the pool. They said they were investigating the armed home invasion at the apartment building and asked him many questions.
Because he was prepared, and Hunter had plenty of witnesses and video evidence proving his whereabouts before and after the crime...
And although he was watched by the FBI because of Dom's crew...
On the surface, Hunter had no criminal record.
With his current shrewdness and control over his expressions, naturally, nothing useful could be easily tricked out of him.
Therefore, although the FBI pestered him for over an hour and asked many questions...
They eventually had to leave empty-handed.
After sending the FBI away, Hunter prepared to return to the apartment.
Realizing that a lot might happen tonight and tomorrow...
Hunter didn't go to Chinatown to see Teri but returned directly to the apartment.
Once back, he sharply noticed that the surveillance camera outside the apartment building had been removed.
Entering the building, Hunter deliberately lingered on each floor for a while.
He controlled the time he stayed on each floor carefully—not too long, not too short, about the same for each.
After returning to his own unit, Hunter didn't bother checking if the surveillance inside his home had been removed.
He had endured it for ten days; he didn't care about enduring it for another day or two.
Using the refrigerator as cover, Hunter took out some ingredients and seasonings from his Personal Inventory.
Then, he spent some time preparing a lavish feast for himself.
Hunter ate happily alone in the apartment.
Because he knew, barring any accidents, he wouldn't be staying in this rental much longer.
Just as he was enjoying the food, suddenly, Hunter's keen hearing picked up several low sounds.
Hunter, who was eating, paused for a moment, then his expression changed slightly.
They were gunshots. And gunshots with silencers.
Silencers on firearms cannot completely eliminate the sound of gunfire.
Hunter, who had been playing with guns for a while, naturally knew this.
"Gunshots... suppressed... seven shots in total..."
"Is it Stansfield? Did he discover Michael embezzled his drugs and come to settle the score?"
Hunter hurriedly put down his chopsticks and went to the apartment door.
His door was the only one in the building installed with a peephole that allowed him to look outside.
After realizing that Mathilda, the heroine of the Léon plot, lived here... Hunter had found an opportunity to deliberately break the original door.
Then, after communicating with the rental agency, he proactively bought and installed a door with a peephole.
Looking through the peephole, Hunter immediately saw...
On the hallway of the sixth floor, a burly man was standing guard, looking around.
The man's gaze was fixed on the stairs, so he didn't notice Hunter's door.
Seeing the bulge at his waist covered by his vest...
Hunter knew it was a weapon.
His hand immediately went to his waist, pulling out his phone.
Hunter was debating whether to call the police or contact the FBI.
Just as he was weighing the pros and cons, suddenly, he heard the sound of small leather shoes stepping on the stairs.
Not long after, a little girl appeared at the stairwell on the sixth floor.
It was Mathilda!
Seeing her holding a paper bag containing bread and milk...
Hunter knew it was "plot correction." This heroine of the Léon plot...
It seemed even though the plot had been thrown into chaos by his interference, she could still escape death.
The moment she saw the fierce-looking thug, Mathilda froze for a second.
Then she subconsciously glanced at the open door of her own home and heard the curses coming from inside.
Mathilda, who knew what her father was, seemed to realize something.
After locking eyes with the thug, her face turned pale and she shivered.
Then!
Instead of walking toward her own home, or the apartment rented by Léon the Hitman...
She walked straight toward the apartment rented by Hunter.
In an instant, Hunter was stunned.
He didn't expect the plot of Léon to go completely off the rails because of his interference.
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