The Hitman's Time Loop Chapter 2

Yes, I respawned again.

Same sunny morning, same rooftop corner, same black car.

Practice makes perfect. This time, I got smart.

The moment the wife stepped out, I leaped up.

"Whoa! Isn't that your wife?"

"Whoa! Is your wife pregnant?"

"Whoa! Does your wife have a... brother?"

I worded it carefully. "Brother" could be a real brother, a cousin, a neighbor, or a sugar daddy.

We're adults; no need to be too specific.

Before my partner could react, I dragged him downstairs and sprinted to the wife.

The wife panicked. The refined man panicked too.

The man forced himself to be calm, extending a hand. "Hello, I'm... Mr. King. I'm Lily's... cousin."

I sighed internally. An honest man. These days, few people admit to being the 'neighbor Mr. King'.

My partner shook his hand, then turned to his wife. "Why are you at the hospital?"

The wife instinctively covered her lower abdomen. "I... I'm pregnant..."

She glanced at Cousin King.

Cousin King reached out, shielding her.

"Lily didn't want to disturb your work, so she asked me to accompany her for the checkup."

My idiot partner bought it completely, his face lighting up with ecstasy. "Really? Lily, we're having a baby!"

I stood there counting on my fingers. "Mrs. Partner, how far along?"

Her face paled. "Two... two months."

Great.

Three months ago, my partner and I took a job overseas. We just got back today. He hasn't even stepped through his front door, and he's celebrating a two-month pregnancy.

Could I say anything?

No!

Say it, and I eat a bullet!

I patted my partner. "Old Xie, being a dad is great news. Smile!"

He grinned like a blooming flower.

After laughing enough, he remembered business. He asked his wife, "Did you offend anyone recently?"

After all, we're pros. Our jobs involve blood.

Even if my partner is an idiot, anyone hiring us has a serious grudge.

The wife looked confused.

My partner understood. He turned to Mr. King. "Then they're after you. Don't worry, Cousin. With me here, no one will touch a hair on your head!"

Me: Emmmmm...

Great. I wanted to applaud. I wanted to sing.

But before I could clap, a gunshot rang out.

Pain exploded in my back. Strength drained from my body instantly.

Before I hit the ground, I saw our Boss in the corner.

He was wiping his gun, face twisted in rage. "I hate it when employees slack off!"