[Zhongyingmei] Treatment is for protection!

When the police came, what they saw was the serial killer Mr. who was said to have killed the most people and was forced to kneel and sit on the wall above the floor.

The criminal who terrified them even had his eyes lit up when he saw them, as if he saw a savior...

Policemen: ...I probably didn't wake up?

Frank: Honestly, I thought I was dreaming too.

God knows who this kid is, he tried all [-] tricks and couldn't break free from the opponent's control, so he forced him to see the reality clearly and be an honest salted fish.

The policemen looked at each other in blank dismay, until one policeman came to his senses, his first reaction was—how could Frank be caught so easily?He's still a young man, if the other party fights the scum like this, the police won't be so worried!So this kid can't be wrong, right?Whoops!This is a big trouble!There is a high probability that this kid will face a lawsuit!

"Mr. Xiao, I think there may be a misunderstanding. Are you Asian? It is said that it is not easy for Asians to tell us apart..."

"It's him, you can compare the photos online."

Wei Lin turned Frank around to face the police.

"...It seems a bit like it?"

After the silence, another little policeman looked at the real Frank with a dreamy expression, and then looked at the picture on his mobile phone.

The other policemen continued to hold their guns, and the one who started the question turned his head to look, and it was indeed very similar, but the one opposite them had redness and swelling on half of his face because he was rubbed against the wall, and some places were scratched by the rough wall surface To be honest, he couldn't clearly identify whether this person was Frank.

But if it is, then this world is really becoming more and more mysterious...

Frank looked at the unbelievable expressions of the policemen on the opposite side, and the corners of his mouth twitched coldly.

Thinking that he has been in the world of serial killers for so many years, he capsized in such an inexplicable and extremely tragic way. The key is that he has not found the person he escaped from, and his original plan to trouble his "old friend" Gordon has also gone bankrupt... …

This is indeed something that makes those who hear it happy and those who see it laugh and cry.

The hands behind him did not relax at all because of the arrival of the police. Instead, they became even harder. Frank knew he was doomed, so he decided to give up struggling and go to the police station so he could sit still!

So he said blankly:

"I'm Frank Brantkopf, the serial killer who killed...I don't remember too well, anyway, there are many serial killers, take me away quickly."

The leading policeman took a cautious look at them, took out the handcuffs and walked over slowly, handcuffing Frank.

"This...little gentleman, I would like to trouble you to make a record with us..."

Mr. Police glanced at the imposing underage boy, and then at the honest criminal under his hand... It still felt a little unreal. Before arriving at the police station, the gun in his hand was tightly held, and his body was always In a state of tense vigilance.

"...So you've gotten into trouble again?" Harry looked helpless and worried.

"Yes, the timing is not coincidental. The police take this criminal very seriously. I probably won't be able to go to see the spiders with you." Wei Lin was using the police station's phone, and there were several serious-looking policemen beside him.

"You have an accident, so we won't go." Peter said with a frown.

"You don't come here, and it's not an accident. I just acted bravely and caught a criminal. Just go through the procedure, you two go at ease, and remember to take more pictures of me."

Wei Lin's tone was calm and unquestionable, and the two of them could imagine the other's calm appearance in the police station through the phone.

Harry was speechless, he, Osborne's sure heir, didn't have the courage of Wei Lin to take entering the police station as a daily routine, even if he did something brave, he would feel a little uncomfortable seeing the sharp eyes of the police, okay?

"Okay, okay, if you don't come back tonight, I'll bring a lawyer to find you."

Harry said the last word before hanging up, sighed, and felt that Wei Lin needed a lawyer.

"Why do you say that Wei Lin always runs into these messy things? I don't know whether to say Wei Lin is unlucky or the unlucky people who are brave enough to do justice..." Peter's brows still did not relax.

Harry raised his hand and rubbed the center of Peter's brow, and said with a smile:

"It must be the person who was arrested. Don't forget that Wei Lin wants to be a policeman. He is still so good in high school. He will definitely scare the criminals when he gets a job in the future!"

Wei Lin dealt a heavy blow to the serial killer Mr. Frank. After confirming Frank's identity, Wei Lin's behavior was also defined as a righteous act. The only thing that might cause him trouble is that he hit Frank a little too hard, and his right hand was broken. , and will not be able to lift heavy objects in the future, which is equivalent to losing a hand.

But when Wei Lin picked up his mobile phone to take a photo of Frank's headshot, Seven started to record the video in a clear and familiar way, which naturally included the scene of Frank holding the razor.

The razor is sharp and long, and a quick slash can separate the head. The first-person perspective allows the police to feel Frank's brutality very clearly. Just watching the video can make their hairs stand on end.

Therefore, there is no problem in counting Wei Lin's counterattack as a legitimate defense. Facing such a vicious criminal, if he has a gun certificate and holds a gun, it is nothing to shoot him directly during defense.

The police and detectives questioned themselves and put themselves in Wei Lin's place. Many of them would probably not even have the chance to be afraid. Others, even if they could fight Frank, would face a powerful man one-on-one without pulling out their guns. Criminals with good weapons and good fighting skills have little chance of being able to fight back or even catch them, and they will definitely not be solved so quickly and unscathed.

For Wei Lin to be able to catch Frank's attacking hand in an instant, in addition to good eyesight and skill, the most important thing is psychological quality. When facing a blade, the first reaction of ordinary people is definitely to hide, not to catch.

Frank's arrest has attracted great attention from all sides, and he is naturally more curious about Wei Lin, the person who arrested him, not to mention that this is not the first time Wei Lin has been involved in a case.

After the upper management confirmed the Wei Lin mutant to Xavier College, they were relieved, and sent someone over to hand over to the police. As for the explanation, there was no explanation. Anyway, they should not know too much about the police. They have always been like this. I won't worry about it any more. After all, what Wei Lin has done is a good thing, and it's nothing more than a special status. They hope to have more people like this.

So when Wei Lin left, there were a lot of people who sent him off, and they were all cheerful. There was also a young man who was a newcomer and said "Welcome to come often" with a smile, so Wei Lin didn't know what expression to put on.

It's just that after Wei Lin came out of the police station, he felt a vague feeling of being watched. To be on the safe side, he asked Yitong to investigate, but Yitong could only look at suspicious people, and in his opinion, there was no one suspicious.

Wei Lin raised his eyebrows, professional?

After all, he has been involved in the case many times since he came to New York. The last time it involved non-human beings, it is not surprising that he will be noticed by relevant parties. The official knows that he is a mutant, but he also knows that the official knows that if If the secrecy is not enough, it means that everything else is known, so he can't be sure whether this person is an official.

Originally, depending on the time, I wanted to catch a trip to the Spider Exhibition, but it seems that I forgot it.

Wei Lin went to a shopping mall without stopping.

It's true that you need to buy things, but you don't need that much. Wei Lin almost browsed the supermarket, and Yitong finally settled on a person with the highest rate of coincidence with his route.

The opponent was not far away, Wei Lin used the racks in the shopping mall to successfully go around the corner in front of the opponent, and bumped into him head-on on purpose.

In this case, there are only two subconscious reactions, dodge and block.

The opponent is hiding, but Wei Lin is deliberately blocking.

She hid quickly, and Wei Lin's half-raised hand only brushed her arm.

"The merit is profound, but there is also a little karma."

A unified report of the results.

"Sorry, ma'am."

Wei Lin nodded apologetically, then moved aside in a gentlemanly manner to give way.

The beautiful red-haired woman turned her green eyes and glanced at him, brushed her hair casually and charmingly, smiled slightly, and said jokingly:

"It's okay, little sir~"

The accented small characters seem to be laughing at Wei Lin as a child pretending to be an adult, and her slightly hoarse voice is as sexy as hers. If it is really a young man with weak concentration, I am afraid that he will be blushed by her natural amorous feelings. However, Wei Lin, as a homosexual, nodded very indifferently, and then walked back without hesitation.

But he smiled wryly in his heart. This woman was probably an official. He felt that he was involved in something. If he was noticed, he should pay attention. The influence of left and right is not big.

The woman didn't follow after that, and it was almost dark after Wei Lin paid the bill and took home the things he bought. The spider exhibition was almost over, so he called Harry and Peter and went home.

"Peter, are you alright?" Harry worriedly grabbed Peter's hand, looking at the place where he was bitten before.

"No, it was just a bit painful when I was bitten, and now I don't feel any more. Look, there is no difference in the color from the surrounding skin. That spider is just gaudy, you don't have to worry about it."

Peter reassured his overwrought boyfriend before turning the conversation to biology.

Seeing that Peter was alive and well, Harry felt relieved, sent Peter home, and left.

Peter went home and ate some food first, but he lost his appetite, and his spirit, which was quite high before, became sluggish.

A hand that was no longer young touched his forehead.

"Peter, you seem to have a fever, and your forehead is very hot, alas! I told you to wear more clothes, but you didn't listen. Boys at this age are already thin, and boys should be stronger and look better. Don't be like other children in order to look thinner. I deliberately wear less..."

Aunt Mei rummaged while looking for medicine for fever and cold.

Peter felt dizzy and really didn't feel well. He took Aunt May's medicine and swallowed it with warm water. After greeting Aunt May and Uncle Ben, he planned to go upstairs to sleep.

When walking on the stairs, Peter suddenly felt more uncomfortable. Not only was his head dizzy, but his vision was suddenly blurred, and he tripped over the stairs when his legs were weak.

"Peter?"

Mei was washing the dishes when she heard the sound and hurried out. Uncle Ben, who was reading the newspaper, also walked quickly to the stairs.

"I, I, I'm fine. I accidentally tripped over a bottle on the stairs just now."

Peter clutched his scratched hand, blood was already oozing out, he got up in a hurry, cheered up and said, and then quickly ran to his room.

Behind him, Ben and Mei looked at Peter's reckless movements and looked at each other.

"This child, why is he still so reckless? I don't know if he fell just now..."

Peter clutched his forehead, and the dizziness seemed to be lighter at this moment, and he suppressed a little uneasiness in his heart.

It should be just a fever, and I guess it will be fine after a night of sleep.

Thinking of this, Peter turned off the light and lay on the bed, trying to let himself ignore the discomfort in his body and fall asleep.

In a daze, Peter only felt that his body was burning hot, as if he had been thrown over the stove to be roasted. He wanted to ask for help, but he couldn't find his own voice, and his heart flustered to the point of despair.

Maybe it was just for a while, maybe it had been a long time, when Peter woke up again, he touched his forehead with lingering fear, sweating coldly, he let out a breath, just thought he had a terrible nightmare.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a mess of spider silks all over the room, and his vision was so clear that he could even see the insect spots on the leaves outside the cracks in the bed curtain... He had some doubts about life.

Forced to calm down, in order not to worry his family members about tidying up the room, he stared at the familiar but unfamiliar boy in the mirror in a daze, stretched out his hand and squeezed his face, and the boy in the mirror also pinched his face in a daze, but he remembered correctly ...he definitely doesn't have the nice-looking abs of the boy in the mirror, even though he's been coveting and hoping for it.

It had changed so much that something must have happened to him.