In the light screen of Sky Communication, a government spokesman was delivering an impassioned speech.
"The military has already killed the perpetrator of the explosion. To provide an explanation to the public, we have decided not to edit the death footage of the criminal. The determination of the Federation government to deal with extremist organizations will never waver under any circumstances!"
As the spokesman's voice sounded, an accompanying image appeared next to him, showing a body with its head pierced by a triangular military dagger lying quietly on concrete rubble, and the body was riddled with holes, even an arm was broken off.
The lifeless synthetic eyeball remained open, seemingly incredulous.
Byron's thick knuckles were still sliding across the light screen, tutting with mixed feelings,
"You are actually dead, hahaha, if I complete the mission... combining Morris's and your assets, I will get 40%. This business is really worthwhile."
