The Last Killer

Being hunted down by hundreds of militants is really a new experience... Leo abandoned the car after leaving the blocked road, and while fleeing in the wilderness of the night, he thought bitterly, probably before He has been a hunter too many times, and in order to be fair, God intends to let him have a taste of being hunted.

Thinking of the failed undercover mission, he felt very unwilling. At the same time, he thought it was not the end of the day—as long as he was still alive, he still had a chance of success, provided that he had to survive the ever-changing situation and the fleeting encounters. grab it.

But for now, he has to find a hiding place first, avoid the other party's pursuit, and at the same time spend the night safely.Due to the difficulty of searching at night, the other party should not go deep into the wilderness on a large scale, but after dawn tomorrow, it is likely to launch a dragnet search. He must find a place that is both concealed and easy to escape.

The jungle at night is a terrifying existence, but if he wants to go to the beach, he must go through this jungle.Of course, you can also choose to walk on the grassy slope, but there is no shelter, so you can't use the flashlight, and the cracks in the rock bed covered by grass that appear at any time under your feet are simply the mouths of hungry beasts, and you can only get in and out.Leo touched the pistol on his waist (like the flashlight, it was taken from the bodyguard who was kicked out of the car), and decided to venture into the jungle.

There is no natural light in the overshadowed jungle, and it is pitch black. Leo can only rely on a white light flashlight to walk through the purgatory full of dangerous killers.Hungry and thirsty mosquitoes buzzed around him; coiled snakes hid under dead branches; The rotting leaves were mixed into a thick layer of mud, and it took a lot of energy to walk through it. It can be said that it was difficult to walk; what was even more dangerous was that the fern-covered ground under his feet suddenly turned into a cliff at some point. Clinging to the vines, he almost stepped on the air and fell into a meat sauce.

The surroundings are dark and silent, but the silence is only relative. The darkness is filled with the sounds of all kinds of chirping insects and frogs, all of which seem to come from another world, making the people in it feel more isolated and helpless, and spontaneously give birth to the unknown. of fear.Leo didn't know how he got out of this jungle - it was definitely one of the most unbearable experiences he had ever had, and he didn't want to think about it for a second.

All he knew was that he was sweating, exhausted, and desperately in need of water, food, and plenty of rest.When he saw the beach looming in front of him in the increasingly dim light of the flashlight, he felt that he couldn't even take a step.

However, at this moment, the whistling sound of helicopter propellers was heard overhead, and the dazzling white searchlights pierced into the wilderness like sharp swords—they were chasing them!

Leo immediately turned off the flashlight, and crawled forward on the gentle slope full of wild grass at half a person's height. The edges of the jagged grass blades drew bloodstains on his bare cheeks, neck, and wrists. The pain was unbearable, but he had to endure it.

Just before turning off the flashlight, he quickly glanced around. There was no tall shelter nearby, only a large stretch of sandy beach at four o'clock. Between the whetstones everywhere.

It seems to be a sea cave, which was formed by the continuous impact of sea water, washing the reef out of a hollow dark alley.He crawled towards the entrance of the cave in his memory, and under the faint moonlight, he walked around scattered rocks of all sizes rounded by the seawater.When he touched the wet rock wall and entered the sea cave with knee-deep seawater, a string of white light swept past behind him.The helicopter pilot found nothing unusual, and after flying around a few times, turned the fuselage and left the area.

Leo breathed a sigh of relief, and touched the depths of the cave with one foot deep and one shallow foot.The surrounding rock walls were slippery, the sea water was soaking in his ankles, and the scratches were prickling like needles. He gritted his teeth and slowly groped forward.Because he didn't know if the helicopter had flown away, he didn't dare to turn on the flashlight whose battery was about to run out, so he could only rely on his feeling and experience.The terrain under the feet is sometimes high and sometimes low, and the sea water accumulates to the chest in the low-lying places. If you want to swim forward, large reefs are exposed at the high places, and you need to climb between the rock cracks.

The sea cave is dark, humid and long, with a feeling that it will never end, but Leo knows that this is a nearly straight and convenient channel that the waves have pierced through the reef with indomitable strength. One end must lead to the edge of the island.

Exhausted now, he would have liked to lie down and sleep on one of the rocks above the water, but knew that would be too risky, because if there was a high tide, the sea might swallow the entire cave.

Just when rationality and instinct were fighting for control of the body, Leo heard the sound of rushing water...very slightly, like the sound of feet walking in the current, coming from the opposite side, less than five meters away...in the hole There are others!He immediately turned sideways, jumped up with both hands supporting the rock behind him, stuck to the depression of the rock wall, subconsciously touched the handle of the gun with his right hand, retracted it again, and clenched it into a fist—in such a narrow and dark space, there was no It is impossible to use a gun, and the bullet will reflect back and hurt yourself when it hits the rock wall.

He could only try his best to accumulate strength, and prayed that there were not many opponents, so that he could rely on the terrain to handle them one by one.

The sound of wading got closer, as if right in front of his eyes, Leo jumped off a rock more than half a meter high, and threw him into the water.

—this is a strong, powerful man, his first instinct told him.As the two wrestled viciously, fighting hand-to-hand on slippery rocks, he found to his distress that "good at fighting" should be added to the adjective.

The opponent is very good at melee combat in a small space, his arms are twisted like snakes, and every move hits his joints and vital points, causing him to suffer a lot.But Leo also discovered the opponent's weakness - his waist and legs are relatively weak in strength, probably because of his slightly slender body, so he used more skills to make up for the lack of strength.

So Leo turned over and used his deeply exercised leg muscles to suppress the opponent's arms and shoulders, locked his legs with one hand, and hit the opponent's lower abdomen with a fist with the other, and he heard a muffled groan of pain.At the same time, not to be outdone, the other party put an elbow on his waist and eyes, which made him also feel the severe pain of internal organs.

The scene was at a stalemate for a while, and the two realized at the same time that if they continued to fight, they would kill the enemy one thousand and lose eight hundred. They both touched the pistols in their waists—if they pushed the opponent against the rock and shot, they could avoid the enemy to a large extent. Open the reflection of bullets for accidental injury.

The two understood each other's intentions, and it was extremely difficult to draw the gun in the fight. Leo finally broke free from the opponent's grasping hand, and pulled out the holster at the back of his waist—a soft, full, and heavy thing was caught by him Standing straight, as a man, the shape and feel can be said to be as familiar as an arm or a buttock, but he was stunned for a full two seconds - not because he was slow to react, but because he didn't think about it at all.

"Ugh...fuck your mother!" The other party sobbed as if he was in pain, and at the same time raised his knee and slammed into his crotch.

Is this a lose-lose rhythm?Leo was terrified and immediately let go of his hands and dodged to the side. In the darkness, he bumped his head against the rock wall and cursed at the same time, "Fuckyou!"

The opponent suddenly stopped moving, and called out in half-shock and doubt: "Leo?"

The body of the federal agent froze immediately, and it took a long time to squeeze out a name from between his teeth: "...killing!"

"Damn! Why are you?"

"That's what I want to ask too!"

"Damn it, you didn't speak out earlier, and I was punched several times in vain."

"I'm the one who suffers, my kidneys are about to burst. Why didn't you speak out earlier, oh, there are too many voice channels, don't you know which one to choose?" Leo couldn't help but sarcastically .

"Well, who told us to meet each other in such a situation where we can't see our fingers. But I didn't expect that you would use such an obscene trick, which really refreshed my impression of you-or is it actually a kind of Get used to the natural sexual harassment, and you can't help but touch it when you're fighting?" Sha Qing's tone was full of jokes.

Thinking of just grabbing the other party's private parts by mistake, Leo couldn't help but blush a little bit, but fortunately, the darkness covered up his embarrassment.He cleared his throat, changed the subject and said, "Aren't you in South Island? How did you get here?"

"Swimmed over, from the strait."

"...that's crazy, it's full of sharks over there!"

"No, I'm still a little scared when I think about it."

"You're not even afraid of killing, but you're afraid of sharks?" Leo snorted, "You've already killed five members, why, you didn't even let go of the remaining ones that were returned to the North Island?"

"—It's six." Sha Qing corrected, "I just slaughtered another one in the clubhouse. If you hadn't led a group of vigorous hunting teams, the remaining five would not have escaped."

Leo grabbed his shirt and pushed it against the rock wall: "Did you kill Edman? A half-bald fat man in his 50s."

Sha Qing forcefully broke his wrist: "Does he have a hobby of making other people's skulls into ashtrays? If not, I will kill younger and thinner people."

Leo was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "Why do you have to make yourself a cold-blooded butcher? Killing a living human being is so indifferent to you, or is it full of pleasure? Are you fucking mentally ill or psychopathic? ? Or do you really think that you are the messenger of justice and a lonely hero? I now think that the small white room in the mental hospital is a more suitable place for you to stay than the federal prison!"

His tone was sharp and severe, but Sha Qing could hear the meaning of hating iron but not steel, so he was not angry, but felt that it was a kind of precious concern that could be shown from the standpoint of the other party—although the way was somewhat distortion.He didn't think at all that he should go to prison or a mental institution.

Maybe I'll go to hell, but also after death, what the hell, he thought nonchalantly.

So he answered the federal agent very seriously: "I personally don't think I am mentally ill or abnormal. I just do what I think I should do-people want to do what they think they should do. The difference is whether they have it or not." This strength. Of course, you are the same, you think it is your duty to catch me, if your strength can surpass me - congratulations, if you want me to stay in the little black room, just the little black room, if you want me to stay in the little black room A white house is a small white house, and I won't complain."

Leo gritted his teeth in frustration, and wanted to bang the serial killer's head on a rock to see if he could reconnect the wrong part of the nerve.

He now deeply feels that the road between him and Sha Qing—in terms of morality, law, and order—is a dead end, and he can’t communicate anyway. If he wants to spend some time alone with him instead of If the thought of beating him is born, you must first put aside this direction.

——Other than that, he seems to be quite normal, no, it should be said that he is quite outstanding.The dark-haired detective thought regretfully.

Although no one is perfect and everyone has flaws, the other party lacks in the principles he sticks to and has no intention of repenting. The conflict between them is said to have no room for change, which makes Leo feel regretful. , gave birth to deep disappointment.

This kind of regret and disappointment has accumulated deeper and deeper in his heart for more than a year, and even turned into some kind of inexplicable discomfort. Every time he sees the other party's perfect technique and exquisite layout, this uncomfortable feeling becomes clearer.It's like seeing a piece of Ru Kiln porcelain vase in a museum, which is densely covered with cracks that make him look uncomfortable, and the cracks are the embodiment of the artistic value of this kind of porcelain.He couldn't appreciate the thing, preferring a full-coloured bottle--although that would lose style and class, it was more in line with his aesthetic.

The serial killer in front of him was like that porcelain vase, the splendor was completely reflected in what he couldn't accept.Leo sighed secretly, and pulled back his thoughts that had run away, "Then you just wait for the day you are arrested, I believe it won't be too long." He said coldly.

"But now we are in the same leaky boat, right." Sha Qing suggested without any pressure, "I think we have to think about how to help each other first, as for how to cross the river and demolish the bridge, at least it will be after dawn tomorrow—I Feeling uncomfortable in cold water, want to build a fire to dry clothes, what about you?"

As soon as he reminded him, Leo felt that the wet clothes wrapped around his body were indeed very uncomfortable, and his body temperature was also rapidly losing.If there was fire and water and food... every cell in his overweary body cheered the idea.

"Won't they find out if you light a fire here?" He mobilized the most tenacious part of his reason, suppressing his body's desire.

"Probably not. This sea cave is too long, and the other end leads to the sea below the cliff. We just need to find a suitable depression and build small stones to block the narrow part of the path slightly. The light will not It came out. I remember that there is a suitable place to start a fire a short distance ahead..." Sha Qing turned around while talking, slipped on his feet, and almost fell, but fortunately, Leo behind him quickly grabbed him.

"Thanks. My flashlight is dead," the killer said.

"I still have some, but I lost them during the fight just now. I have to look for them." The detective said.

"Forget it, it's so dark here, even if you find it, it will probably be broken." Sha Qing took another man's hand, groping for the stone wall and walking forward slowly, "Follow me. When I landed on this island before, I had left enough firewood in the hole, and some food, for one of the shelters, and it looks like it will come in handy now."

The man held by him subconsciously looked at his hand—it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.But the warm touch clings to the skin, even the darkness cannot erase it.Should I shake off the opponent's hand?Leo thought silently, but that seemed too deliberate...Damn, why would he bother with these boring details, besides, the two of them have had a deeper contact than this before—although it was an inexplicable product , but it was a kiss anyway.

A bloody, bloody, damn good... kiss that came without warning.

And after recalling the incident time and time again, he was sure that the other party took the initiative first.

What does this represent?As a serial murderer on the most wanted list, does Sha Qing have any meaning for him—a federal policeman who is chasing him?This is incredible!Leo thought inconceivably, even if he didn’t talk about the reason why it’s like a love soap opera at eight o’clock, even if he didn’t talk about the harmony of personality and spiritual resonance; even if it was just the most direct and primitive physical attraction, it would have come too suddenly—they had only met face to face once, Besides, what he saw was not the real appearance of the other party - where did this attraction come from?

Was this attraction unilaterally achieved, or did he respond unconsciously... Leo couldn't help but feel a little at a loss.

This is not how it should be.He and Shaqing, the policeman and the killer—they are rivals, they can despise each other, hate each other, chase each other, and even admire each other—but they just can’t attract each other, just like galaxies in the universe that must keep a certain distance, once they attract each other, they will burn quickly , and then turned into a black hole together in a violent explosion, and were wiped out in ashes.

This is not the ending he wanted.

And the other party was not the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

The boy he loved was clean, gentle, wise and kind, like a green spring that cleanses the soul, not a magma that melts everything.

What he loves is Li Biqing.

Even though that was his future brother-in-law, he would rather die alone than take away his sister's love.

Although that boy never belonged to him, including the future, he gave his love and trust to the other party without reservation.

—Even so, he still loves him dearly.

Sha Qing stopped suddenly, and Leo, who was absent-minded, didn't stop the car in time, and his cheek hit the back of his head.The pain jerked him awake, realizing that now was not the time to care about these spiritual aspects.

What they urgently need to solve is the problem on the physical level.

"Here we are," said the man walking in front. "Go up the rock on the right hand side. Be careful not to get my palm fiber and coconut wool wet. I rely on those to make my fire." He let go of Leo's hand and began to climb rock.

Feeling that the other person's body temperature was leaving him, Leo was relieved, but at the same time felt a slight sense of loss.He quickly shook off this unpleasant delusion, grasped the slippery cracks in the rock with his fingers, and climbed up.