Chapter 632 Fulfilled the Task Rapidly
The storm brewing on the dark web caused quite a stir across the internet, particularly targeting Darwin. Updates from the dark web flooded onto mainstream platforms, initially drawing casual observers who doubted the reality of the situation.
World-renowned figures had assassination tasks circulating on the dark web, yet the absence of actual fatalities puzzled many.
[Could they only afford three heads for a family of four?] quipped one commenter, sparking a thread of speculation.
[Hilarious, maybe the one posting the tasks is Fiona's admirer!] another chimed in, adding to the online banter.
Conversations veered from disbelief to curiosity, with questions raised about the exorbitant sums involved.
[I really don't understand the world of rich people. 50 million for one person? Can any professionals in the hitman field come out and explain if that price is considered high?]
[There were actually people who commented below this.]
[Top-tier missions wouldn't even reach that amount. I have a friend in Armie, who said he has already taken on the task. Just in case, even though assassinating Darwin is even harder than winning the lottery.]
[Really? I don’t buy it!]
As mockery mingled with intrigue, a blogger reposted updates from the dark web, including a surprising development.
[Help! Secretary Woods is also on the dark web. She has posted a reward in response to the previous reward. Fiona bid fifteen million dollars!]
Screenshots accompanying the post sent shockwaves through online communities.
[Are you sure it's really Secretary Woods?] questioned one skeptic.
The revelation ignited a frenzy of activity as netizens scrambled to verify the authenticity of the claims.
[Darn, I just checked it myself, there really is a new task posted, the ID is Chelsea, if it's not Secretary Woods, then who is it!]
Speculation ran rampant as the identity of the mysterious figures behind the bounties remained elusive.
[Oh my God, guys, Janna Rhoads has added another fifty million dollars to the reward!]
The escalating sums drew a mix of reactions, from incredulity to opportunism.
[Can we add to the reward? I have to try it too!]
The allure of easy money enticed countless individuals to venture into the dark web, driven by curiosity or avarice.
Meanwhile, discussions veered into moral territory, with some condemning the targeting of a child and pledging additional funds to the reward.
Amid the chaos, the identity of the orchestrator behind the hit was unveiled, sending shockwaves through online communities.
[It's actually Lilian's ex-husband?]
The revelation sparked a flurry of speculation and gossip as netizens pieced together the intricate web of relationships and motivations.
[They reconciled, and Lilian even had a child that wasn't Darwin's, and she came back to cause trouble for Darwin?]
The unfolding drama laid bare the complexities of wealth and power, leaving many bewildered by the extravagant lengths some would go to seek revenge.
[Didn't they say he was a scumbag? How can he spend so much money to seek revenge for Lilian? I'm slightly moved!]
[I've been following this gossip until now, and this mutual hiring of hitmen is actually real. I really can't understand the wealthy! Aren't those huge sums of money? How can they casually spend it to order someone's death?]
[To be honest, Simon isn't worth that price!]
Reminiscent of past scandals, the saga dredged up old grievances and simmering tensions, fueling public intrigue.
[Thalassa's mother-in-law has actually added thirty million! Is the granddaughter the little painter? What a life of being spoiled!]
Amid the gossip and speculation, fantasies of retribution took root, with some even plotting elaborate schemes to take matters into their own hands.
On one side, fervent discussions centered on forming.
[You all saw the spoiled granddaughter, am I the only one who noticed Thalassa's mother-in-law's ID? It's hilarious, didn't someone say before that the wealthy mother-in-law looked down on this commoner daughter-in-law? She even states on the ID that she is Thalassa's mother-in-law!]
[This bounty makes me want to quit my job and take a loan to fly to Europe and kill Simon!]
[Who doesn't? Should we form a group and charter a plane, take action together, and after it's done, split two hundred and fifty million between us all!]
While they were fervently discussing how to assemble a group to target Simon, on the other side, the royal family issued an apology statement on their official website.
Simon, grappling with mental distress from excessive alcohol consumption and the anguish of losing his lover, publicly expressed remorse.
Consequently, the reward for targeting the royal family on the dark web was removed. Simon, in a gesture of contrition, sincerely apologized to Mr. Solomon and his two children involved in the incident, offering them the titles of Prince and Princess.
Simultaneously, the royal family actively sought to contact Darwin and Fiona, only to be stunned by the revelation that someone had already fulfilled Fiona's reward task, rendering her unavailable for further applications.
Queen Elizabeth, perplexed, asked, "Isn't Simon in the confinement room? Did he escape again?"
Simon's older brother's face turned pale as he replied, "I have arranged for someone to check. Our castle is impenetrable. I think there must be a bug on the dark web."
Nearly simultaneously, the old servant swung open the door to the dimly lit confinement room. His eyes fell upon Simon, initially relieved to find him lying on his side.
Ready to close the door and inform the Prince, a sudden sense of unease gripped him just as the door began to shut. Acting on instinct, he pushed it back open and flicked on the lights.
The scene that greeted him sent him staggering to the ground in shock: Simon's body lay on the single bed, but his head was conspicuously absent. The ventilation window, typically locked, stood wide open, with dried bloodstains marking its edges.
Meanwhile, outside the grand palace, a child of around ten years old stood silently in the pouring rain. Clad in a black raincoat and yellow boots, she carried a black backpack on her shoulders.
Before long, a sleek black sedan pulled up beside her. The door swung open, revealing a man with a blind eye who frowned disapprovingly at her.
The child looked up at him and then stepped into the car. She handed the backpack to the man with a blind eye and said, "The head."
The man was startled, not by the head itself, as he was in charge of inspecting the goods within their organization. He had encountered countless killers before, but it was the first time he had come across someone so young and composed.
He tapped the front seat, and the driver immediately started the car. The man then opened the backpack, confirming the likeness and checking for any props like a human skin mask or anything of the sort.
The little girl looked out the window with her light brown eyes, maintaining her calm demeanor with no visible emotions.
"Did you kill him?" the man asked in a deep voice once he was sure of the target.
The little girl slowly turned to him and replied, "Yes, I need you to help me contact the buyer. I have something to tell her."
“The money had been transferred to our account, and after deducting the agreed-upon fee, we would give the money to her through legal means without contacting the buyer,” the man replied.
"Where is your boss?" he asked.
"She has it," the girl answered.
"Who?"
"She, the buyer."
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