Those two shots were enough to take the old guy's life, but I still reached out and felt his pulse after hitting him. After making sure there was no heartbeat, I quickly rummaged through his belongings and found the phone and the wallet with the ID inside. The phone doesn't matter, it's exactly what I want.

I put away his wallet, threw all the extra guns and phones on me into the Salzach River, and walked briskly to the bench where I had hidden my travel bag. I've got to hurry up and take pictures of this old guy, it's a big part, it's very important. As I walked to the bench, I pulled out the phone D had left for me and dialed D's number directly.

D may have been waiting for my message, so the phone was only answered after the first ring. I pulled out my duffel bag under the bench and said, "I got it, I made it." ”

"Really?!" D seemed to be in disbelief, "I mean, kill them all?" ”

"Yes, that's right. I'm now getting ready to take a picture of the old guy. I said immediately.

"Good. Remember what I said earlier, change your clothes, freshen yourself up and go to the train station. Buy the nearest train to the south, any city. And throw away the weapons, it will be dawn soon, these bodies will be found quickly, and someone has even called the police. And the police will certainly start looking for suspects, most likely at locations like these stations. If you can get past it, don't cheat, and if you can, you must not do it. Remember, call me when you get in the car and let me know your estimated time of arrival and location. We're going to leave here right away. ”

"Understood." I answered, hung up the phone, and returned to the old guy with my bag. I dragged him to a place next to the street lamp, where the light was better, not too dark and too dark. Then I took out my camera, turned up the sensitivity of the camera and the amount of light in the aperture according to the camera I learned in the camera shop during the day, and then focused on the old guy. After seeing the old guy's face in the preview, he took several shots from different angles in a row.

When I was done, I took the memory card out of my camera and put it on my body, and then I quickly walked out of the place with my bag on my back, and just as I was leaving, I heard the siren of a police car on Marcus Street.

I quickened my pace all the way south, and my first thought was of the woods near the chapel at the foot of the hill, perhaps more familiar with the environment. So when I was thinking about where to go to disguise, the first thing that came to mind was there.

When you come to the bottom of the mountain, the mountain is still very quiet, both above and below. I quickly slipped into the woods and came to the bushes where I had hidden my bag, and I was finally able to take off my stinking homeless outfit and wear it again. However, as soon as I took off my shirt, I felt a sharp pain in my back. That's when I remembered that when I was leaning against the corner, Ullman's bodyguard had struck a bullet into the wall behind me, and the wall had been hit by the bullet and the splinters that had jumped up had hit me in the back.

I endured the pain and reached out to touch the wound on my back, but the position was awkward, and my hand could not reach it completely, but after touching it, it was stained with blood from a finger. I can't do it or have time to deal with this, the most important thing at the moment is to get out of the city, nothing else matters. So I quickly changed my clothes, I wore two sets of tops to be safe, and chose a relatively darker one on the outside to prevent the blood from seeping out and being seen.

After changing from start to finish, I left the bushes with my backpack with only my ID and camera on my back and made my way to the train station while the sky was still dark, following the map I had left behind. But when I entered the train station, I found that I didn't know where the screens were showing the train schedules.

I quickly took out the phone and dialed D again, this time D was not as cautious as before, waiting for me to speak before I spoke, but after connecting, he said, "Got a ticket?" ”

"Nope. I don't even know what is written on it, how to buy it? Besides, what are the cities in the south of Austria? It's pretty much the same in China, but how do I know which place is in the south? ”

"I... All right... D sighed speechlessly and continued, "Go to the ticket gate and ask if there is a trip to Villach." For the first bus, ask Klagenfurt if you don't have it, and ask them about the places around them if you don't. ”

"Villach. . . What's the other thing called? "I don't remember it at once.

"Klagenfurt? Remember? D asked repeatedly.

"Okay." I said yes and hung up, and then walked quickly to the ticket window, but perhaps it was too early, there was only one window still open, and there were still a few people standing in front of it. Fortunately, I didn't waste much time and the conductor spoke fluent English, so after asking about it, I finally got the ticket for the one called Villach, which was half past seven in the morning. This is already the first train to go south. It's just that the train is slower, and the estimated arrival time is 5 p.m., which means I have to spend the day on the train. But I can't do that much at the moment, getting out of here as soon as possible is the most important thing, and as soon as I got my ticket, I saw a couple of police officers walking through the station gate, and behind them I could vaguely see more police officers outside the station.

I took my ticket and didn't look for a seat to sit down, but turned around and followed the signs all the way to the bathroom while informing D of the train information. When I got to the bathroom, I found a booth where no one was around, where I quickly checked what I was carrying to make sure that something I shouldn't have gone unnoticed. After checking it out, I looked in the mirror at the clothes behind me that covered the wound on my back, and only after making sure there was no blood oozing out there did I wash my face and hands, and after making sure there was no problem, I returned to the waiting hall with my bag on my back.

Not long after I sat down, two uniformed policemen walked in front of me. The two men were distinctly different from their usual patrols, and more like they were looking for someone who made them feel suspicious. I didn't go to see them, but tried to make myself look as casual as I could, glancing at the timetable from time to time. But in a few moments, a uniformed figure stood on my right hand and looked down at me.

I turned to look at the policeman, who looked at me with a blank face and said directly in English, "Can you speak English?" ”

I nodded at him, and the policeman immediately continued, "Sorry to excuse me. He said and looked at his companion, who walked over and said, "Can you show me your papers?" ”

I nodded again, immediately opened the bag, took out the passport named Park Yongtae and handed it to the policeman. The policeman looked into my bag when I opened it, and after taking my passport, he said, "Traveling?" ”

"Yes." I nodded.

"Koreans... Where are you going? The police officer continued to ask.

I handed the ticket I had just bought to the police and said, "Villach." ”

"Why are you at the train station so early? Your train is still a little bit away. The policeman asked, looking away from his passport and looking at me.

Ask for fat!! Ask for fat!!!

(End of chapter)