Inside the swimming pool hall, Hunter saw off the two FBI Agent who had been questioning him.
Watching their receding backs, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl into an arc.
"Stanfield, you really move fast."
Although the mastermind who sent the note to his neighbor Michael, telling him the apartment was being monitored and prompting him to contact Stanfield, was indeed Hunter.
And getting the Corrupt Police Officer Stanfield, who came from the Drug Enforcement Bureau, into the game to help draw the FBI's attention.
This was also a part of the plan Hunter had made from the very beginning.
But he hadn't expected Stanfield to be not only fast enough but also ruthless enough.
In such a short time, Stanfield had already entered the game.
And as soon as he made a move, he found someone to pose as a burglar and shot dead one of the agents who was monitoring him.
"Heh."
After seeing the FBI Agents' figures completely disappear, Hunter entered the locker room "397", rinsed off, changed his clothes, and prepared to leave.
His current five-dimensional attributes were all more than three times those of an ordinary person.
Especially his intelligence attribute, which was two points higher than his other four attributes.
The current Hunter, whether in terms of logic or memory, had already far surpassed ordinary people.
When formulating these plans, he had already considered all the possibilities.
The FBI coming to investigate, or even himself being forcibly summoned by the FBI, was all within Hunter's previous predictions.
After all, as the FBI's previous surveillance target, the fact that one of the FBI Agents monitoring him had been killed—and in the very apartment used for the surveillance—was significant.
No matter how you looked at it, Hunter was the prime suspect.
He had naturally thought of this point himself, and even planned that if Stanfield hadn't made a move by tomorrow...
Hunter would take action against the two FBI Agents monitoring him, proactively drawing the FBI into the fray.
Therefore, since the plan began...
Aside from delivering messages to the FBI Los Angeles Field Office and occasionally losing his FBI tail in crowded areas for short periods...
He spent most of his time over the past few days in places where surveillance footage could be checked or where people could provide eyewitness testimony for him.
For example, swimming pools, gyms, libraries, and so on.
These were all places Hunter had visited before.
It also made it convenient for the FBI to find him.
The facts proved that Hunter's reasoning was correct.
This afternoon, he spent several hours at the swimming pool, continuously increasing his experience points for the swimming skill.
Just as Hunter felt a bit hungry and was preparing to leave for his apartment...
The two FBI Agents found him at the pool, claiming to be investigating the armed home invasion and robbery at the apartment complex, and proceeded to ask him many questions.
Because he was well-prepared, Hunter had plenty of eyewitnesses and video footage to prove his whereabouts before and after the incident.
Furthermore, although the FBI was watching him because of Dominic and the others...
On the surface, Hunter had no criminal record whatsoever.
With his current level of shrewdness and facial control, it was naturally impossible for them to easily trick any useful information out of him.
Thus, even though the FBI pestered him with questions for over an hour...
They ultimately had to leave empty-handed.
After seeing off the FBI Agents, Hunter also prepared to head back to his apartment.
Realizing that many things might happen today or tomorrow...
Hunter didn't go to Chinatown to see Tali and instead returned directly to his apartment.
Upon returning to his residence, he keenly noticed that the surveillance cameras outside the apartment had been removed.
After entering the building, Hunter deliberately lingered on each floor for a while.
He carefully controlled the time he spent on each floor, making sure it was neither too long nor too short, but roughly the same.
Once back in his own home, Hunter didn't care whether the surveillance inside had been removed.
He had already endured it for ten days; he didn't mind another day or two.
Using the refrigerator as cover, Hunter took out some ingredients and seasonings from his private space.
Then, he spent some time preparing a sumptuous feast for himself.
Hunter ate very happily alone in the apartment.
He knew that, barring any accidents, he wouldn't be staying in this rented apartment for many more days.
While enjoying his meal, Hunter's keen ears suddenly caught several low, muffled sounds.
Hunter froze mid-meal, and his expression shifted slightly.
Those were gunshots, and gunshots with silencers at that.
A firearm's silencer cannot completely eliminate the sound of a gunshot.
Having handled firearms for a while now, Hunter naturally knew this.
"Gunshots... with silencers... seven shots in total..."
"Could it be Stanfield? Did he find out Michael embezzled his drugs and come to settle the score?"
Hunter quickly put down his chopsticks and went to the apartment door... His door was the only one in the building with a peephole installed to look outside.
After realizing that Matilda, the female lead from the plot of léon: the professional, lived here, Hunter had found an opportunity to deliberately break his front door.
Then, after communicating with the rental agency, he proactively bought a door with a peephole and had it replaced.
Looking through the peephole, Hunter immediately saw it.
In the sixth-floor hallway, a burly man was currently standing and looking around.
The burly man's gaze was fixed on the stairs; he hadn't noticed Hunter's side.
Looking at the bulging lump at his waist hidden by his vest...
Hunter knew it was likely a weapon.
His hand immediately went to his own waist, and he pulled out his phone.
Hunter was debating whether to make a call right now, to the police or to contact the FBI.
As he weighed the pros and cons, he suddenly heard the sound of small leather shoes stepping on the stairs.
A moment later, a young girl appeared at the sixth-floor landing.
It was indeed Matilda!
Hunter saw her holding a brown paper bag containing bread and milk.
He knew it was the corrective force of the plot; this was the female lead of the léon: the professional storyline.
It seemed that even though the plot had become a mess after his intervention, she was still able to escape death.
The moment she saw the fierce-looking burly man, Matilda was stunned for a second.
Then, she subconsciously glanced at her own wide-open front door and the shouting coming from inside.
Knowing what her father did for a living, Matilda seemed to have realized something.
After locking eyes with the burly man, she turned pale and shuddered.
Then!
Surprisingly, she didn't walk towards her own home or towards the apartment rented by Léon the hitman.
Instead, she walked straight towards the apartment Hunter was renting.
In an instant, Hunter was stunned.
He hadn't expected that the plot of léon: the professional would start going off the rails because of his interference...
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