Chapter 12 The formulaic death begins now!
"Sorry, sorry."
Holding her shoulders, she picked up the papers scattered on the floor and kept saying sorry.
The young girl who bumped into Ning Feng was obviously in pain.
"I'll help you."
Ning Feng's voice was very low, and he leaned down and quickly collected the papers scattered around his ears.
"Thank you, thank you, I'm really sorry."
The young girl kept nodding her head and thanking her, but she was also quite puzzled.
He obviously just bumped into the opponent's shoulder lightly, but why did he feel like he had bumped into a steel city wall.
If you push harder, the bones will break.
Without staying too long, Ning Feng turned around and headed to the front desk of the lobby on the first floor.
Walk calmly and be in control.
Once upon a time, before the accident, he was just a low-level employee of the Luo Group. For people of Wu Lan's level, it was extremely difficult to meet him.
But now, not only does he want to see him, he also wants to kill him!
"I made an appointment with your Secretary-General Wu."
Facing Ning Feng's arrival, the front desk responded quickly, made a phone call to confirm, and said with a smile:
"It's Mr. Feng, right? Secretary-General Wu is waiting for you in the conference room on the top floor."
"Please come this way."
As he spoke, the receptionist walked in front and led Ning Feng to the VIP elevator that leads directly to the top floor.
However, when the elevator door opened, Ning Feng did not enter immediately.
Instead, he stood at the door and waited quietly.
"You...won't you go up?" The front desk, who wanted to leave directly, looked at Ning Feng who was motionless, with doubts on his face.
Ning Feng didn't respond. He raised his right hand and looked at the time on his watch.
Ten seconds,
Twenty seconds,
One minute...
When the time came to 5:57:57 pm.
Ning Feng pressed the elevator door again, opened it, and stepped in.
Under the extremely confused gaze from the front desk, his figure was obscured by the closed elevator door.
……
"What is this guy doing?"
In the top-floor conference room of the Roche Group headquarters building, Wu Lan, the secretary-general, is sitting by the window.
Stare at the computer screen in front of you.
When he saw Ning Feng, who should have walked directly into the elevator, and stood waiting at the elevator entrance for about a minute, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
"Why wait?"
Wu Lan was puzzled.
She swore that she had never seen the face named 'Feng' before.
The two parties have not had any interaction before.
"I want to see what tricks you can do at the headquarters of Roche Group!"
Wu Lan raised his head and looked around the conference room. There were cameras installed in every corner, and there were no blind spots.
She called her assistant: "Tell the people below to investigate all employees who had direct contact with this person named Feng today."
"By the way, if he makes any rash move later, let the security team take him down directly."
After hanging up the phone, Wu Lan continued to look at the surveillance camera, which switched to the VIP elevator.
Ning Feng was wearing a suit, dressed as a middle-aged man, standing quietly, motionless.
Wu Lan, on the other hand, began to analyze the other party's actions from the time he entered the Luo Group.
"Who is this guy..."
"It is a coincidence that I happened to use the previous person's access control to enter the lobby."
"Then why are you standing at the elevator door, looking at the watch on your hand, waiting for the time? On a whim?"
After working hard all the way from the bottom to being promoted to secretary-general, Wu Lan has always been very scheming.
She has never met anyone whom she could not understand at all.
This man named 'Feng' gave her a strong strange feeling.
Not even like a real person,
More like... "More like a set machine, every step, every word, every action follows a fixed program..."
Just as Wu Lan was thinking, in the surveillance screen on the computer in front of him,
Ning Feng, who was motionless at first, moved!
Wearing a suit, he suddenly turned his head back, raised it slightly, and looked at the only surveillance camera in the elevator.
The eyes seem to be able to transcend time and look at the person behind the surveillance!
It's like...
"He knows I'm watching?!"
At this moment, Wu Lan panicked.
Ning Feng's various behaviors made her feel an unprecedented panic.
It's a kind of situation where no matter how much preparation you make in advance and how many backup options you have left, you can't escape the powerlessness and despair of the other party's calculations!
For a moment, Wu Lan recalled the video of Luo Chen's car accident a few days ago.
Dropped pencils, choked passers-by, double-decker buses, falling glass...
Doesn’t that accident look like the product of careful calculation?
But she did not connect the person named Feng in the elevator room with the person who killed Luo Chen.
Just because the eyes are different.
At this time, Ning Feng only had calmness in his eyes, without the scarlet murderous intent.
If it weren't for his various behaviors, he would be more like a middle-aged social worker who comes to work in the company.
Silent, taciturn, numb.
PM, 5:59:01.
Ding,
The VIP elevator door leading directly to the top floor opened, and Ning Feng walked out slowly.
"Mr. Feng, this way."
Wu Lan's assistant had been waiting for a long time. He bent down and stretched out his hand to lead Ning Feng to the conference room.
Along the way, Ning Feng's eyes couldn't help but glance around the corners.
Five fingers were tapping behind his back, and everything around him, even the blind spots, was within his perception.
"Three at the rear left, two at the front, two more at the escape tunnel, and one at the door of the conference room."
"As expected of Wu Lan, he is very afraid of death."
Ning Feng sneered in his heart. The plan that the other party thought was foolproof had already been exposed!
But it is a pity that even if all the superpowers of the Luo Group are gathered here today, it will be useless.
Just because he would not be there when Wu Lan died.
"Wait a minute."
The tall security guard at the door of the conference room stopped Ning Feng and without any explanation, went forward to search him.
"That's it."
After the words fell, with a creak, the heavy door of the conference room was pushed open.
Ning Feng walked straight to the French window on the inside,
"Miss Wu, first time meeting."
"Tell me, who is the person who killed Luo Chen?" Wu Lan stood up from his seat, but kept about two steps away from Ning Feng the whole time, his whole body was tense and very vigilant,
"How do you know his next target?"
"Before that, I want to tell you something more interesting." Ning Feng ignored the other party's question,
He lowered his head, raised his right hand, and glanced at the watch on his wrist.
The time came, 6:01:22 pm.
"Have you heard of the accident formula?"
Ning Feng's eyes were clear and there was a smile on his face, like a kind elder telling a bedtime story.
"A death formula that includes all people and objects in the world into calculations!"
"According to statistics, accidental deaths account for less than one-tenth of the number of deaths every year."
"In everyone's perception, accidents represent chance and a very low probability of occurrence."
"The unexpected formula can string together any time, place, or person in a chain reaction or butterfly effect."
"Let chance become inevitable! Let low probability become 100%!"
"To put it simply, anyone can die in an unexpected way."
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