The Last Killer

The landline on the desk kept ringing. Leo looked at the phone number on the caller ID and patiently refused to answer it.

He recognized the number, it was Oliver.

The successive explosions must have disturbed the confidential secretary, and His Excellency the Duke who shrank in the room and did not go out made him worry. If things go on like this, it won’t take long before he will break in regardless of the scolding he suffered before, trying to break into the house. The crazy and willful little master is forced to leave the island.

Leo had been waiting for this moment.

Ten minutes later there was a knock on the door.After no one answered, the other party quickly found that the door was not locked, so he turned the doorknob.

As soon as one of his arms came through the crack of the door, Leo quickly grabbed it, dragged the man in three times, five times and two times, and fell to the ground with his arms folded behind him.

——It wasn't Oliver, just a young man dressed as an ordinary bodyguard.

"Who are you? What are you doing here!" The federal agent asked cautiously and sternly, while increasing his strength.

The man cried out in pain, and confessed without resistance: "Alan! My name is Alan! Oliver called me here... He said that if there were other people in the Duke's room, he would pass on a few words for him. "

"Say!"

"He said that looking at the current situation, he knew that the Luna Club was completely finished. He was willing to surrender himself and testify in court, but he was worried that his personal safety would not be guaranteed. He thought you were a person who could speak, so he asked Talk to you face to face."

"Then let him come up."

"No, he said that he would never dare to get in front of the Duke. If you think he is still useful as a witness, come out of the clubhouse and meet him at his hiding place."

Leo hesitated.He looked at the nervous young man sweating profusely on the floor with a frightened face, and looked at the closed door of Little Avril's bedroom, and said after a few thoughts: "Until someone takes over, I won't leave here. You go and call Oliver, and if you are sincere, come here to meet me alone, otherwise just pretend I didn't hear you. Tell him that he will never run away, and if it falls into someone else's hands, I will not admit that he has Surrendered."

Alan sweated profusely and made the call as required. When he put down the phone, he was about to cry: "Oliver... didn't say anything, hung up..."

"Then please stay here for a while." Leo said, tied his hands and feet tightly with a tie, gagged his mouth, and threw him into the spacious dressing room.

"Damn it, that damn note didn't fall for it!" Shanier angrily stepped on the back of Oliver's head with the sole of his shoe, and rubbed his face against the floor to vent his anger.

"I told you earlier, we just played Tiao Hu Li Shan before, how could he be fooled." Sha Qing said flatly, "Do you think his IQ is at the same level as yours?"

"Finishing! Which side are you on? You are a killer, not a volunteer policeman!" The gangster complained angrily.

The serial killer shrugged and didn't answer.

"Then what should we do now? We can't just rush in and kill Little Avril, it's too tricky... No, it's simply an impossible task!"

Sha Qing thought about it silently, and admitted after a while: "It's really tricky."

--Then forget it!When Shanier was about to utter these words, he heard the whistling sound of propellers faintly in the distant sky.He tore off the binoculars from Oliver's waist, walked to the open space to take a closer look, and couldn't help cursing: "Damn! The police force is here! Heavy transport helicopters...look like Chinooks, two...damn it can at least Pretending to be a hundred people!" He immediately turned his head and asked Sha Qing: "Did you see that? There is no show at all now! Leave quickly, you won't be able to leave if you want to be late!"

Killing is still silent.Chanier turned his dark green eyes, bent down and pulled out the dagger from the side of his legs, and stabbed Oliver's neck fiercely, the movement was as fast as a blink of an eye.The bound man didn't even have time to utter a cry, several streams of blood mixed with white foam spewed out from the wound continuously, spraying his head and face.

"——What do you want?" Sha Qing raised his eyebrows and stared at him.Although Oliver, one of the managers of the club, could not escape his guilt, his life was not on his list. Now that he was suddenly killed by Chanier, although he didn't want to stop him, he felt that it was unnecessary.

Shanier nonchalantly wiped the blade clean on the corpse's clothes and put it back into the sheath, "Clean the battlefield for you, he deserves to die anyway."

"You want to cut off the way of using Oliver, thinking that you can force me to give up?" Sha Qing asked sharply.

Shanier looked at him with a half-smile, which was acquiescence.

Sha Qing took a deep breath, resisting the urge to get rid of the man in front of him—he didn't dislike the man's motives, and even believed that doing so meant protecting his personal safety besides self-protection. The behavior of making decisions for him voluntarily and without authorization is deeply abhorrent-to be honest, if he hadn't read this kind of good intentions, he would have long since been unable to bear the temptation to attack this former gang leader.

As if sensing his hidden anger, the man with golden brown hair took two steps back and said seriously: "I am doing it for your own good, Sha Qing, I know that a killer like you insists on some kind of sickness like walking a tightrope between cliffs." I don’t care if you think it’s a principle or a belief, it’s actually a life-threatening obsessive-compulsive disorder—you know, for a person, nothing in this world is more important than his own life, and I will never I will work hard for your rank A, and I don’t want to see you die from your own paranoia, do you understand?"

Sha Qing stared at him, his eyes slowly settled like a cooling solution, and turned into an unusually deep and unpredictable thick black like midnight.He seemed to be thinking about his words, but Shanier felt that this was not shaking, but a kind of mourning that was as cold as ashes and had no meaning of sadness.

He was looking back at the past and examining his heart - Shanier suddenly had a strange association, as if in the thick shadow behind this man, a secret door oozing with cold air was opened with a small gap, and then more Close it heavily.

It took only a few seconds to get lost.Soon the confident and decisive look returned to his eyes, "It's very tricky, but I'm still going." He said lightly, "And you, Chanier, you can go, I will tell you the way to leave." Tell you."

"What—why?" Shanier was surprised and puzzled.He thought that this crazy killer would continue to instruct him to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire, even if he jumped off the plane, he would be dragged to the bottom.

"Because I don't want to see your cunning and stupid face, and all kinds of obscene eyes!" Sha Qing said impatiently, "Take it as a reward for working for a few days, and immediately after taking it Get out of my way."

Chanier's self-esteem was greatly damaged by the impact of the adjectives "stupid" and "indecent". He was annoyed and frustrated by such an unbearable image of himself in the other party's heart, so that he didn't feel the ecstasy of getting his wish for a while. "I'm leaving, how about you?" He asked subconsciously.

"You don't have to worry about my affairs." Sha Qing raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to listen? Don't push me down."

"—Yes! Of course!"

"Remember that sea cave, it's low tide time, walk from that cave to the end, then jump down, dive down the cliff for about three meters. There is a waterproof bag in the crevice, which is a portable satellite Call, dial the first number in the address book, tell the other party your exact location, and a seaplane will come to pick you up within half an hour."

Shanier memorized these messages, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "What's the connection code? I think, according to your personality, you will definitely keep it, right?"

The guy wasn't too stupid, Sha Qing glanced at him and replied, "'A quick brown fox leaped over that police dog'—just say that to the driver."

"Understood." Chanel said.He turned to leave, hesitated for a moment, then turned around again: "Can I... give you a hug? I mean, we've been comrades in arms fighting side by side for three days anyway, so it's normal to have a hug before parting—" He Looking at the other man's face as calm as the deep sea, he immediately changed his words: "It's okay, I'm just talking casually, don't mind..."

"—Come here." Sha Qing said, and the fingers in the black gloves beckoned to him.

Shani's mind went blank for a moment, and he just walked over in such a vain manner, and then received a polite hug.Sha Qing's hand patted his back lightly twice, he completely forgot that the other party's fighting power was far superior to his own, and turned his face to try to kiss the other party.

Sha Qing directly touched his mouth and nose with the palm of his hand without changing his face, and pulled out a metal chain from the inside of his clothes with the other hand.

It was a short silver-gray chain with a metal tag hanging on it, somewhat similar to a soldier's dog tag. The difference was that there was no name engraved on the two-inch square tag, and strangely shaped patterns were outlined on the periphery, with a dark red circle sunken in the center. The pit is like blood dripping on the mirror surface, and the sun-like radiating outline is splashed on the edge.

He remembered the pattern.On the second morning when the two of them took off their coats and slept in the temporary tree house, he saw a black tattoo on Chanier's naked chest, which was a demon skull in the bushes of flames, with deep eye sockets It is inlaid with this pattern.

"Give this to me as a souvenir of our acquaintance." Sha Qing said.

"No—" Chanier reflexively wanted to refuse, but retracted halfway through his words. "A souvenir of an acquaintance", these words appeared in Zao Qing's usual indifferent words, like tiny flower stems drilled out of rocks, with subtle warmth, and then turned into a ray of joy that quietly emerged from the bottom of his heart.

He knew he couldn't say no -- he always couldn't say no, hard or soft -- and not just because the serial killer had more power than he did.

"...Take it," Shanier said in a low voice, "It's better to put the souvenir in the drawer, I don't want it to cause you unexpected trouble."

"Thank you." Sha Qing hung the metal chain around his neck, and put the pendant card in his lapel.

Shanier imagined that his still-warm body-wearing pendant was stained with the body temperature of the other party, and felt his chest twitch and his whole body felt hot.He took a deep breath, said "there will be a period later" in a blunt tone, and then turned and left without looking back.

Sha Qing also left neatly, without leaving the slightest look at the back of the other party.

This was an unexpected gain. He touched the new hard object on his chest with his fingers through the fabric, thinking silently, maybe it will come in handy someday in the future.For this reason, he was willing to let Chanier die, and it was the price to buy it.

Two CH-47F heavy transport helicopters were loaded with special soldiers with live ammunition and landed at Luna Island Airport.The police's military operations were swift and efficient like a wave. The leaderless militants on the island threw down their weapons and surrendered with little resistance, and all small-scale battles were cleared up within half an hour.When the "human beasts" in the South Island camp were rescued, there were 27 people left, and most of them were injured with varying severity.The club's guards, bodyguards, and hired workers were detained in the camp and the lobby of the clubhouse respectively, to be transported to the ship to check their identities one by one.

When he saw the familiar faces of his colleagues walking into the room, Leo lowered his arm holding the gun and let out a long sigh of relief. His nerves that had been tense for days were finally truly relaxed.

Rob couldn't wait to rush over and hug him hard, slapped him on the back and laughed and shouted, "Well done man, this is really great! It only took a few days to get the Luna Club and get the 'Duke's Son' , rescued most of the victims—I must say, you are surprisingly capable! You will definitely be rewarded severely in this case!"

Leo endured the pain of the wound on his left arm being tightly tightened, and said with a smile: "Let's save these words until the task is completely completed."

"The dust has settled now." Rob replied disapprovingly, "We have already controlled the north and south islands, and when the destroyer arrives, we will pack up the captives and send them back home. As for the ultimate boss," he gestured disdainfully with his fingers Looking at the depths of the room, "That little white face slumped on the bed as if he had taken too much drugs, what do you think he can make any more splashes?"

"Ask someone to take him to the helicopter on a stretcher, and send a special team to take care of him." His strict partner ordered.

"no problem."

An agent came out of Little Avril's bedroom and said solemnly: "There may be something wrong with the physical condition of the 'Duke's Son'...he is in a moderate coma."

Leo's face darkened: "I observed before that his physical signs were normal, and he was recovering from the metabolism of psychotropic drugs. Why did he suddenly go into a coma?"

The detective looked a little embarrassed, and unconsciously avoided his aggressive gaze, "When we were about to control him, he suddenly took out a weapon from under the pillow to resist fiercely, and my partner accidentally knocked him on the head when he snatched the pistol. Department... He is a young man who has just worked for two years, and he is not very, uh, safe...Kun! You fucking explain to the team leader yourself!"

Leo wiped his face heavily with the palm of his hand, suppressing the sudden surge of irritability, and looked at the anxious young man in front of him with a cold expression. : "Is there an accompanying military doctor?"

"...Yes, yes! I should be treating the injuries of the victims now, I'll call right away!" The young detective who couldn't believe that he escaped hastily said.

"Forget it, there are not many military doctors, and the victims are enough for them to keep busy. Little Avril has a private medical team. I have contacted those doctors, and their identities should be relatively simple. Go and bring them here." Leo thought for a while, and then said: "Leave a small team here to closely monitor the situation on the scene, and no more mistakes are allowed!"

A few moments later, three doctors in white coats and several nurses rushed over with a medicine cart under the escort of soldiers. After the on-site detectives identified each one, they immediately performed a physical examination on the unconscious little Yavre .The white-haired old man in charge asked about the main ingredients of the veritaserum that Leo had used before, and found that some needed medicines were not prepared, so he sent a nurse back to the pharmacy to pick them up.

Not long after, the male nurse wearing a mask came back with a medicine tray and injected the prepared medicine into the infusion tube according to the doctor's instructions.

Leo stood at the door of the room talking to Rob, paying attention to the movement of doctors and patients from time to time, a sense of crisis suddenly lingered in his heart for some reason, as if something was wrong... His scrutiny eyes swept over the doctors one by one. After that, it turned to the nurses—they had verified their identities one by one before, and they also found photos that matched their appearance in the citizen information database. Where did this indescribable sense of omission come from?

His gaze finally rested on the back of a male nurse who was bending down and pushing the medicine in the syringe into the infusion tube—only he was the only one who had been out of everyone's sight for a few minutes, and he was wearing a medical mask when he came back. Due to preconceived notions, no one became suspicious of the mask, but Leo suddenly realized that in the few minutes that no one knew, it was entirely possible for him to be embellished!

And those who have the motivation and ability to do so--are the ones who are finished!

The moment Leo reacted, he drew his gun and pointed at the male nurse, yelling, "Stop him! Quick! Stop him!"

The detectives who heard the order near the hospital bed reflexively rushed to the target, trying to snatch the injection and subdue him.

But the medicinal liquid has been pushed into the patient's body one step faster.Even though he was still in a coma, his body under the effect of the medicine still reacted in a stressful way—Little Yavre’s body twitched violently, and his back muscles spasmed, causing him to lean back, stretching him into a strange bow. look like.

"Opposite horns!" A doctor shouted, "Tonic convulsions, intramuscular injection of 5% paraaldehyde!"

While the other medical staff were hurriedly flipping through the medicine basket, the male nurse had already knocked down three or four detectives who were besieging him, and quickly approached the window.

"Block the windows!" Leo ordered as if he was on guard, "Don't compete with him, surround him!" Then he turned to the special soldiers who rushed over and shouted: "Soldier, don't use live ammunition, use anti-riot weapons!"

Anticonvulsant sedatives had been injected, but the convulsions still persisted. After twisting and bouncing all over his body, Little Yavre suddenly stopped moving and stretched out on the bed.A bright red color faintly leaked from his pale skin, and his lips were even more red as if smeared with blood.

"Pulse disappeared, breathing stopped, 400ws electric shock!" A doctor shouted.

Another doctor parted his lips and sniffed, and frowned, "The smell of bitter almonds..." He pulled on his mask, leaned over and picked up the needle tube on the floor with his rubber-gloved hands, and carefully put it into a sealed bag , and handed it to the nurse next to him: "Check if it's potassium cyanide - be careful of the residue, soak it in plenty of water and bleach for more than 24 hours."

On the other side of the room, the male nurse, surrounded by federal agents and special soldiers, turned his head to look at the death on the bed that he had personally created. His tone was as relaxed as talking about the weather: "It's potassium cyanide. Don't waste electricity, He's in hell."

Leo closed his eyes in pain, and gritted out a sentence of hatred and frustration from between his teeth: "——Finish!"

The male nurse took off his mask and surgical cap (after being called out, this small action made the detectives clench their guns tightly as if they were facing an enemy), revealing a handsome face that made Leo feel mixed feelings.

"—He just finished?!" Rob exclaimed in surprise and excitement, "Actually, he was caught here...Why is he on Luna Island...Oh damn, Leo! I think you have Why did you hide it from me, it turned out to be such an important matter, what position do you put my partner in... Wait, you knew he was here? Is this a game you set up to catch him?"

"No, this is what he did and what he did!" Leo said with a gloomy face, "If he hadn't been unable to control his desire to kill after all, he wouldn't have been arrested so desperately!"

"'Desperate'? What kind of adjective is this? It sounds like a pity." Rob muttered softly, "Anyway, we caught the serial killer, he is no less than a predator like the 'Son of the Duke'... oh no , I think in terms of technical content, he is much higher than most of the guys on the most wanted list! In short, this is a good thing to hit an eagle and kill a fox—why do you look like your credit card is being swiped crazily ?” The brown-haired and green-eyed detective asked his partner in puzzlement.

Leo gritted his molars, ignored his partner who was in a bad tone, and stared coldly at the unscrupulous prey with dark blue eyes: "Do you want to continue to resist? There is no other way, just use it and see. "

Da Qing showed no emotion, as if no emotion could be conveyed to that beautiful face like an ornament.He tilted his head, looked at the men with swords drawn around him in a senseless, irritatingly confident manner, and slowly raised his hand.

Nervous by his fame, federal agents held their breath, waiting for his Jedi to strike back.

"—I surrender." Sha Qing said.