After confirming Zhang Jie's identity, McCall also made his own judgment.
But he didn't have a habit of asking others for help, and besides, that person had already issued a challenge, so he naturally had to accept it.
At this moment, the service bell rang. McCall tilted his head, "Your meal is ready."
Zhang Jie didn't speak. He got up and went to the counter, picked up his hot dog and coffee, and when he turned around, he found that McCall had already left the diner.
"Weirdo!"
Zhang Jie didn't quite understand the logic behind this guy's behavior.
Did he come to see him just to confirm the watch?
He didn't think so.
Being able to recognize his watch meant this guy was extraordinary, at least from an official organization, or a retired official force.
His motive for seeking him out became very clear: he wanted to confirm if he was also an official.
However, none of this was important to Zhang Jie. First, he and the other party had no interaction whatsoever.
Second, he and the other party had no conflicts of interest, so there was no issue of falling out with him.
After getting in the car, he finished the hot dog in a few bites, then started the vehicle and headed to Danbury.
The three-star mission was in Danbury. It would take nearly two hours to travel 113 km from here to Danbury.
So Zhang Jie bought a cup of coffee and sped off.
After leaving the diner, McCall once again headed to the spot where he had found it that day. He stood far away, looking at the scene that had already been cordoned off by the police.
He had a feeling that the guy would come back. Although the place was cordoned off and looked dangerous, there was a saying: "The darkest place is under the lamp."
The more dangerous a place, the safer it is.
In his mind, Professor Harris was that kind of person—one who liked to take risks, to gamble on unknown luck, and he always believed that good luck was on his side.
Sure enough, when McCall returned, he noticed something amiss with the place, a subtle change from his last observation.
The curtain on the second-floor window was pulled back further, indicating someone had been standing there observing below.
He instinctively glanced at his watch. It was 3:52 PM.
Yes, he wasn't at work today because it was his day off.
But in the next second, McCall's muscles tensed. He saw an eye observing him from behind the slightly larger curtain.
Someone was indeed there!
McCall remained calm.
Using the action of checking his watch, he continued to subtly observe his surroundings, then silently raised his head and looked around.
He walked away towards the street corner.
After moving out of sight of that building, McCall immediately darted into a nearby alley, then quickly approached the building from another alley!
In that instant, he saw clearly that the eye was indeed not a normal human eye; it was like a leopard observing its prey from the shadows.
And McCall was 90% certain that guy was Professor Harris!
After circling around to approach the small building from behind, McCall looked around. This building wasn't detached, so he should be able to go up from the side next to it.
McCall quickly went to the second floor of the adjacent building, trying not to alert anyone inside.
In front of McCall, a window was open. Clearly, that guy had returned through this window.
But McCall obviously didn't want to go through this window, as it was a very obvious trap. Even if that guy had truly returned this way, he wouldn't leave such an obvious flaw.
If he were to sneak in from here, he would surely alert him, so McCall chose another direction.
The moment he entered through another window, a needle was inserted into his arm. He instinctively swung his hand, punching towards his left arm.
Bang!
A figure was sent flying by McCall's punch, rolling onto the ground.
Then, by the sunlight streaming in from the window, he saw a middle-aged man in a suit, elegantly dressed.
He wore a custom-made black suit, with only his gold-rimmed glasses standing out particularly.
"Did you kill Arina?" McCall could barely suppress the rage in his heart.
Through close observation, he was 99% certain that the man before him was Professor Harris.
"Are you her friend?" Professor Harris got up, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. McCall's punch had hit him hard.
Then he patted his left shoulder, "Before you continue to act, I suggest you look at your left arm first."
Due to the suddenness of the situation, McCall hadn't noticed anything unusual about himself, but when he saw a syringe stuck in his left arm, he immediately felt a sense of dread.
There was still a trace of pale green liquid, making his eyelids twitch wildly.
He instantly deduced dozens of names of poisons.
"What did you inject me with?" McCall was extremely cautious, but he didn't detect any abnormal physical symptoms.
"PX-72 B1," Harris didn't conceal it, casually stating the name of the drug in the syringe.
McCall quickly recalled all the names of poisons he knew in his mind; none matched this name.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, this drug is my own invention. Its purpose is to infinitely amplify your body's sensory information."
Harris was very proud, but he hadn't injected McCall with the drug that could transform pain into pleasure.
Because that was reserved for his prey, and McCall was clearly not on his list of prey.
"Amplify senses?"
McCall pulled out the syringe, and immediately a sharp pain shot through his left arm. Even with his endurance, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.
At this point, he understood what Harris meant by amplifying senses; it was truly literal.
At the same time, he realized that the situation was not good for him. With such a sensory-amplifying drug injected into his body, the coming situation would be extremely disadvantageous for him. Even if he had extensive combat experience, his combat effectiveness would likely be greatly reduced.
"It seems you already know what you're about to face. I forgot to remind you, your good friend Arina also once experienced such pleasure." Harris's words ignited McCall's fury.
Killing is one thing, but to torment him like that, are you even human?
"But what he used was not the same as yours. He used XP-72 B, which can transform all pain into pleasure."
Harris "kindly" reminded him.
It was just the expression of enjoyment and endless aftertaste on his face that made McCall even more furious.
"Do you know? Arina was truly beautiful, she once captivated me. But I wanted to possess her completely, so I ate her heart. And that feeling was truly wonderful, it intoxicated me. It's just a pity Arina only had one heart, so she couldn't truly satisfy me."
As Harris spoke, a mad smile appeared on his face, and the demonic green glow in his eyes made McCall's hair stand on end.
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