After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

"Find a place and wait for someone to kill me..."

The ghost's sarcastic and obviously broken words made K clenched his fists angrily.

But next second.

The expression on K's face had changed from angry to cold, and he narrowed his eyes.

"Okay, good, Ghost."

"Report it to the police? To be honest, you are the first piece of trash that has made me so angry in so many years."

"Then you have to hide it now."

"This time there is no wife that you can kill or hide in prison to escape pursuit."

"When the time comes, I will have someone cut off your flesh with a knife, and I will regret everything you have done now."

Regarding K’s threat.

The ghost didn't take it to heart at all, but smiled and mocked without caring.

"No."

"To give you some face, call me Boss K. Do you really think you are something?"

"Now that the entire organization is almost done, do you think I will continue to work for you? Or do you naively think that... while you sent people to kill me, I took the initiative to stick out my neck... .”

Before the ghost could finish speaking.

K hung up the phone first, not wanting to hear the mocking words that followed.

Then, just as he was clutching his cell phone and about to smash it on the ground to vent his anger, he suddenly remembered something and stopped in time.

He picked up the red wine bottle that the waiter next to him had just brought and threw it towards the wall.

"boom---"

The wine bottle fragments shattered and splashed to the west, and scarlet liquid flowed all over the ground, making the entire ground look quite messy.

K wiped his shoulder, and accidentally splashed some red wine on it, making him look a little embarrassed and less calm than before.

Taking a deep breath, trying to calm down as much as possible, he took out his cell phone and made another call.

When the call is connected.

K suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and spoke coldly.

"Q."

"I failed here."

"The ghost is completely out of control, and his exact location is currently unable to be obtained."

"The pastor was also targeted by the group of dogs. The best result would be to replace the leading dog, but that would not shut up the ghost forever."

Hear this result.

Q on the other end of the phone didn't seem too surprised and answered in a calm tone.

"K."

"It seems that your current situation is very different from what the professor guessed."

"When I went to the professor for help earlier, as soon as I finished describing the general situation on your side, the professor immediately concluded that...the priest's execution this time will definitely fail, and he will become a victim of the ghost's escape."

"According to the professor, a pure egotist like Ghost, who would kill his wife and go to jail in order to avoid being hunted by me, is an extremely difficult type to master."

"Plus, with enough money in hand to spend the rest of his life, what the ghost wants to do must be... to use various means to avoid police investigation."

"Ghost, who is used to your methods and knows that only dead people cannot speak, must have taken this into consideration and is always on guard against possible executions during this period, and is trying to turn it into an aid to his escape."

"As for the pursuit from us, Ghost is not that worried."

"Because he knows very well that as long as he escapes this wave of police pursuit, he has key evidence in his hand and can use this thing to blackmail us."

"Spectres are indeed very good criminals who can act in a timely manner but due to sheer selfishness, will create extremely dangerous uncertainty for organizations."

"A double-edged sword. If used well, it is the sharpest weapon. If used incorrectly, it will become a real time bomb."

Speaking of it.

Q paused for two seconds, then sighed and continued.

"K."

"The professor said something at the end, but I don't think you want to hear it."

"Say it." When Q finished speaking, K immediately picked up the topic and signaled Q to say the last sentence.

Reminisce for a moment.

Q seemed to be deliberately imitating the professor's tone, speaking in an extremely calm and vicissitudes of life.

"This is not the level that K should be. He should have seen the ghost's character and general situation a long time ago."

"Perhaps years of success have paralyzed his sensitivity. It is more likely that... facing the policeman in charge, K was so defeated that he lost his mind."

"But either way, during this time, I'm disappointed with it."

The voice fell.

K clenched his fists harder, making a sound of knuckles colliding.

Because, since he joined the poker organization, professors have regarded him as the most outstanding student and a role model for others.

Until now...but he said something that disappointed him, which undoubtedly left K with some unspeakable disparity.

And everyone in the poker organization values ​​and respects the professor the most, he is a godfather-like figure.

Sometimes, a simple sentence or comment from a professor can determine someone's future.

Looking at the red wine stains slowly dripping on the wall, K fell into silence, with some indescribable confusion in his eyes.

There was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time.

Q put down his phone and took a look. After realizing that it was not a signal problem, he sighed helplessly.

"K, I told you, you definitely don't want to hear this."

"Sometimes, people just have to listen to advice. Now it makes everyone feel uncomfortable. Why do you think this is so hard?"

"And the professor was just joking. It's not like you don't know... you have been his most satisfied student over the years."

"If you have to blame it, then J should be blamed. It's all because of what he did in the first place..."

Not waiting for Q to finish speaking.

K interrupted her next words and spoke without any doubt.

"Say no more, Q."

"This matter is indeed my problem. In fact, thinking about it carefully, I should have solved the ghost earlier and completely plunged Lan Caier's secret into the deep sea."

"Instead of gathering ghosts in the hope of expanding the drug sales chain, this was the worst choice I made."

"When I return to the United States, I will personally apologize in front of the professor and thank him for his help this time."

Hear this.

Q sighed again and said helplessly.

"Okay, this is your own business."

"Anyway, you don't have to worry about the ghost thing for the time being. The professor and I will help solve it. Please hurry up and find a time to return to the United States."

"It won't be difficult to find a chance to start over when the time comes."

I heard the hang-up busy signal in my ears.

K, who was currently in the hotel, squinted slightly and took the phone from his ear, gently stroking the sterling silver ring on the middle finger of his left hand.

After standing there for a few seconds, he said softly with a self-deprecating expression on his face.

"Are you...disappointed with me...?"