The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

One person and one corpse, accompanying each other in a confined space.

When Xie Xuan opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him was extremely familiar.

Just like last time, his hands and feet were firmly restrained on the operating table, with the man in the white coat and Andrestano beside him.

The incandescent light was still dazzling. Xie Xuan felt his body move independently, and he was sure that this was not a memory.

"What do you mean? Let me die again?" He experienced the process again with doubts in his mind.

Until a "puff" sound pierced through the skin and flesh.

Andrestano angrily raised his gun and pointed it at Xie Xuan'an's head.

At this moment, the change happened. Chizuru Kujo, who was injured, kicked the door down from behind. Andrestano was caught off guard and fell to the ground under the pressure of the door. His wounds were squeezed and blood spurted out instantly.

"Uh uh..." He groaned in pain.

Seeing this, Kujo Chizuru was delighted to catch up and quickly snatched the gun from Andrestano's hand to prevent him from touching it.

On the other hand, the latter endured the gushing blood and was furious. He climbed up and roared at Jiujo Chizuru, "It was me who gave you the mission to get close to Xie Xuan'an. I am your immediate superior!!"

There was silence. Chizuru Kujo was obviously stunned. She did not expect that the person she had just regarded as an enemy would suddenly become the issuer of the task.

"..." She hesitated. Not to mention that Andrestano was a cruel man, if she returned the gun to him, Andrestano might kill her too.

Besides, it cannot be confirmed that Andrestano is his immediate superior. What if he found out the clues and disguised himself?

The gun was still tightly held in the hand of Chizuru Kujo. She was breathing rapidly, and she still remembered the command passed down from generation to generation that she must obey the mission.

Slowly, Jiujo Chizuru handed the gun to Andrestano, ready to die. And in this short time, the white coat had already loosened the restraints on Xie Xuan'an.

The latter felt relieved, staring at the familiar eyes across from him, feeling doubtful.

"Who are you?" he asked, but there was no answer.

"Could it be Shao Liechuan? Or some police officer? Or the most unlikely one, Wen Jing..." Xie Xuan'an thought of all the people he could think of but still had no clue.

He stood still and looked around for a chance to escape. Seeing that the only door was behind Andrestano, he hesitated.

The man in the white coat stood beside him, saying nothing, but occasionally glancing at him.

At this time, the gun in Chizuru Kujo's hand was handed over to the person who issued the task. Andrestano snatched it away angrily.

He gripped the gun handle tightly, then angrily pointed the gun straight at Xie Xuan'an's head and shot.

His movements were slow at first but then fast, so unexpected that Xie Xuan'an had no time to react.

How can a human compare to the speed of a bullet?

"I'm going to die again?" Xie Xuan'an felt a darkness before his eyes, and when he looked closely, he found that his vision was completely blocked by the white coat.

The tall figure stood straight in front of him like a god who was not afraid of death.

All I heard was the bullet piercing his head, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Then more bullets were fired with loud noises, hitting various parts of the white coat.

The white clothes he was wearing were stained with blood. How many shots had been fired? Xie Xu'an didn't have the heart to count them. He just felt that the person in front of him was about to be beaten to pieces.

"Who is this person? Why did he save me?!"

Xie Xuan'an anxiously supported him as he fell down like a pile of mud.

Looking at the two bloody holes in the white coat's head with two bullets, it was shocking.

Xie Xuan'an's heart seemed to be tightened by a hand. He wanted to take off his hood to see who he was, but he froze because of the black muzzle of the gun.

The man in the white coat had seven bullet wounds on his body, and there might still be one bullet left in the gun.

"..."

The situation was at a stalemate, and Andrestano's face was distorted as he laughed out loud: "Hahahaha! You all! Die together!!"

"boom!!!"

The imagined sound did not come, instead there was a click of the chamber.

"...How is this possible!!!!" Andrestano's blood vessels suddenly burst, and he turned his head and stared at Kujo Chizuru angrily.

The latter lowered her head guiltily. There was a bullet in her right hand, which was clenched tightly behind her.

"Rtpaxa!!" Andrestano felt the warm and sticky blood on his hands. He viciously pulled out the dagger hidden in his leg and slashed at Xie Xuan'an.

Xie Xuan'an hid by holding on to his white coat, and heard the whistling of police sirens in the distance.

"?!" Both parties' expressions changed as they understood what was happening outside.

Andrestano was determined to make Xie Xuan'an accompany him even if he died, but Xie Xuan'an dodged all his powerful swings.

Then there was a warning shot.

Many policemen rushed in, all in uniform, and watched the scene of heavy casualties before them.

Andrestano wanted to slash a few more times, but he was tackled to the ground by the police without any defense, handcuffed and left.

His blood was still flowing out and his face was pale. Even though he was being held hostage by the police, he still leaned forward and stared at Xie Xuan'an with wide eyes.

This is what a hungry wolf does when it sets its sights on its prey. He swore that he would never let Xie Xuan'an go in this life.

The police officers started first aid and Chizuru Kujo was quickly taken away, and the white coat was also carried onto a stretcher.

On the contrary, Xie Xuan'an had a strange expression on his face. He frowned, put on a silver bracelet and walked step by step.

When I turned around, I saw that the hood of the white coat on the stretcher had been lifted.

It was Xie Xuan'an who did it. He had already seen the man's face.

It was a very familiar face. Xie Xuan'an's heart was in a panic, tightening and contracting, as if all his vitality had been consumed.

The person who blocked seven bullets for him was the sun.

"…Why is the sun still alive?"

"Why save me?"

His mind was almost filled with panic and questions. Xie Xuan'an's breathing was disordered and sweat was pouring down his forehead. He took one deep step and one shallow step. After being helped by the police, he fell down and fainted.

"Hey! Are you okay?!" The worried voice of the medical staff was ethereal and unreal, as if it came from another world.

Xie Xuan was lost in nothingness.

Two consecutive impacts shattered his cold soul.

Those strands of emotion are like invisible fingers caressing my heart.

"They died...all for me."

"..." Xie Xuan'an was taken to the police station for questioning. Through a few words from the police around him, Xie Xuan'an roughly guessed that a crime had occurred.

He hasn't been to the interrogation room for a long time.

The person interrogating him was an old acquaintance, Zhao Hongzhi. Seeing this man in person again after a while, Xie Xuanan felt inexplicably guilty.

Maybe it was because he killed his son. Zhao Hongzhi probably didn't find out the accurate result of the investigation. How would he feel after learning that his son was completely missing again?

His son is his spiritual support, and Xie Xuan'an doesn't know how to face him.

"I'm sorry..." Xie Xuan'an apologized silently in his heart.

After several years, Zhao Hongzhi has become more weathered than before. His behavior is more decadent than before, and he has completely lost his previous spirit.

The atmosphere was a bit weird, but the policeman next to him didn't know the twists and turns here.

Zhao Hongzhi straightened his back, sat up straight and looked at Xie Xuan'an, his eyes full of mixed emotions, and he started with the old routine of asking about his age and name...

The whole process went smoothly. After the interrogation, Zhao Hongzhi confessed: "The case has not been fully investigated yet, and you are still a suspect, so you should stay at home these days and don't go out. We will send someone to monitor you."

Zhao Hongzhi said it very bluntly, and Xie Xuan'an understood. He nodded, but his heart still couldn't help but drift away.

Xie Xuan'an returned to the house he and Yi Shou rented.

As soon as I opened the door, a stale smell hit me. The whole room was deserted, and the table was covered with a light dust.

Xie Xuan'an was in a mixed mood. He changed his shoes casually and fell on the sofa.

"…I am the only one left…" He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and buried his head in the sofa, but he couldn't help thinking of those people. The hot tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled and rushed down.

These are crocodile tears.

Recalling the past years, his best friend Su Yi, with whom he could talk about everything, was turned into a mummy doll by him;

Xie Ran, his brother, was very close to him but he also turned him into a mummy doll;

Ikari, the terrifying villain, foolishly gambled his life for the illusory love. He dissected himself.

Zhao Heng, his rare confidant, had his skin peeled off layer by layer because of his momentary cruelty; Chu Guan, the president of the fighting club, whom he regarded as his own brother. It was Chu Guan who taught him the fighting skills. The man who treated him as his own brother died under his knife.

Wen Jing, his psychological counselor during college, was gentle and professional. Because of Wen Jing, he began to understand himself, and whenever his personality changed, he would go to him to talk.

I heard from the police that he had been missing for many years.

Shao Liechuan, the second villain, was the first person to provoke him and the person who made him most angry.

Is there a kind heart under the devil's appearance? Xie Xuan'an defended him.

I heard from the police that he had also been missing for about six months.

Stentor Bush, his former master who had given him a lot of money, was kidnapped and killed by him.

Chizuru Kujo is the luckiest person. Although she has a mission to accomplish, she is undoubtedly the only person Xie Xuan has no intention of taking action against. Now she is recuperating in the hospital.

Andre Stano, his viciousness is obvious. He hates Xie Xuan'an the most among these people. He is expected to continue to stay in prison.

And that Sun, for some reason, always forced Xie Xuan to be with him. That night, they confessed their feelings to each other. Was it true or false?

“……” This thought lasted for most of the day.

Xie Xuan'an kept recalling the days he had spent with them, even every detail.

The tears dried up, leaving a wet spot on the sofa mattress. There was no light in the room, and only a vague glimpse of moonlight could be seen.

He had no way of knowing whether what Taiyang said was true or not. In his memory, he died three times. Why was he still alive after dying so many times?

Xie Xuan'an didn't understand. He curled up, and the shadow of loneliness enveloped him.

"I killed the sun, but why did it die for me after it came back to life?"

"..."

There is no answer.

He collapsed in his sleep.

You may be able to pretend to be depressed in reality, but dreams can reflect the most real emotions.

There were too many negative emotions accumulated, and he howled in the void for a long time, awakening his second personality.

“…Why are you here?” Xie Xuan’an lowered his head and didn’t dare to look at anyone. He quickly stopped crying, he looked so embarrassed.

The second personality didn't say anything, but just sat next to him silently.

"..."

"what happened to you?"

"..."

"..."

"I don't want to live anymore..." Xie Xuan'an said after a long while.

"Why?" The second personality's voice was cold.

Xie Xuan'an clutched his clothes tightly, his facial expression twitching and becoming more and more distorted.

"My life is so painful... Let me die to atone for my sins... I have killed too many people... There will be no one around me who will love me anymore!" He became more and more excited as he spoke, and he almost shouted at the end, barely able to hold back his emotions.

"Xuan, you still have me." There was a calm voice.

Xie Xuan'an was stunned and turned to look at the second personality. The black shadow was still darker than the void.

"Are you human..." he asked doubtfully.

"I am human."

"..." Xie Xuan'an's ears were ringing and he sat there in a daze.

Even if the second personality got closer, he didn't move.

Then, he was hugged by the second personality.

Xie Xuan'an said with a wooden face: "Will you disappear?"

"never."

The shadow stroked his head.

Xie Xuan'an sniffed, stepped over that hurdle, and hugged the black shadow tightly back, but he couldn't catch the darkness on the second personality.

"I'm so cold, can you come out and keep me company later?" he begged.

"Ah."

Xie Xuan'an knew that the black shadow had hidden a lot of things from him.

In the following days, the room seemed to be lively. To outsiders, Xie Xuan'an was talking to himself like a mental patient, but in fact, he was chatting with the shadow.

"Black Shadow, what do you think of my cooking?"

"It tastes better than the food I cook." The black shadow stood aside and watched him cook quietly.

"Hahaha!" Xie Xuan was amused.

Even though Hei Ying wouldn't eat during meals, Xie Xuan would still serve him a bowl of food.

"It will be wasted." The shadow said lightly.

Xie Xuanan immediately responded: "How could that be? I'm giving you food, so it won't go to waste!"

When they went to bed, they would lie together. Xie Xuan felt the shadow's hand in the quilt and actually felt the shape of the five fingers.

"Why are you always black?" He asked the question that had always puzzled him.

"Because I don't have a carrier." The black shadow answered and he and Xie Xuan'an's eyes met.

"Does it mean the body?" Xie Xuan'an continued to ask, but the black shadow did not continue to answer.

"Is he sad?" Xie Xuan'an thought to himself and reached out to grab the black shadow's hand.

Perhaps it was the fear caused by being too lonely that Xie Xuan'an no longer cared about the threat that the black shadow might pose to him.

Holding that hand, I moved closer and closer, until I could feel the coolness emanating from the black shadow's body.

"Why are you so cold?"

“… psychological effect.”

"? What do you mean?" Xie Xuan'an found that the black shadow really didn't like to talk. In every conversation, he asked ten questions and the black shadow answered one.

Feeling inexplicably angry, he puffed his lips, turned off the light, tightly covered himself with the quilt and prepared to go to sleep.

Just as he closed his eyes, the shadow suddenly spoke: "Will you be lonely when I am the only one here?"

This sentence reminded Xie Xuan'an of the evil he had done. He turned his back to the second personality, pursed his lips and tried hard not to let the tears fall.

"Don't cry." The black shadow seemed to be able to sense his emotions, and he stretched out his hands and hugged Xie Xuan'an's waist.

Xie Xuan'an shuddered, but still agreed.

"It's so cold..." Although it was cold, Xie Xuan'an felt warm in his heart.

"No, it will get hot in a moment."

After Xie Xuanan heard him say this, he felt warm after a while.

"How magical." He sighed and heard the shadow say: "Good night, Xu'an."

Have a good night's sleep.

Xie Xuan'an spent a few days like this, and the haze in his heart dissipated a little. Suddenly one day he was called to the police station.

Zhao Hongzhi wanted to explain something to him, but soon he received a phone call and Xie Xuan'an's attention was diverted.

Zhao Hongzhi walked a few steps casually, without any intention of avoiding the call. He answered the phone respectfully, then hung up the phone and said to Xie Xuan'an solemnly:

"Your superior said that you are currently in a dangerous situation. In case someone tries to harm you, an experienced criminal police officer will be sent to protect you."

"......?" Xie Xuan'an didn't care. He understood Zhao Hongzhi's subtext. He just sent someone with experience to monitor him.

"I understand, Officer Zhao." Although Xie Xuan'an didn't care, he was afraid that the man would find out that he was talking to himself every day...

Zhao Hongzhi led him to the depths of the police station. Xie Xu'an looked around curiously. He had rarely been here, and only once passed by in a hurry when he was helping the police with a case.

Along the way, Zhao Hongzhi kept explaining some things: "This person is very experienced! He is a powerful figure who has been promoted many times by his superiors."

Xie Xuan nodded in agreement.

"I heard that he is the best at going undercover. He has sneaked into many dangerous situations and still managed to get out of them safely!"

Xie Xuan'an was distracted and no one knew whether he heard it or not.

After arriving at the director's office, Zhao Hongzhi knocked on the door and let Xie Xuan'an in after getting consent.

When Xie Xuan'an entered, he saw the old director looking at him with a smile, and standing next to him was a man who was fixing his police uniform.

The old director made a fist with his hand, put it to his mouth and coughed twice: "Ahem."

Xie Xuan'an walked forward, confused.

The man just raised his head and revealed his handsome face.

He held his police ID at shoulder level and smiled, "Hello, Xie Xuan'an. My name is Chi Yu."

"Or... you can call me the sun."