The Last Killer

Prison guard Simon met Sha Qing on the way to the library.He didn't expect this newcomer to spend his first day in Rekers Island Prison unscathed. He had heard a little about what happened in the corridor last night, and he went to cell 1317 to see the newcomer during roll call in the middle of the night, and found the newcomer Sleep soundly like a baby in bed.

When they met head-on, he hesitated for a moment, his eyes dodged unconsciously, but he couldn't help calling out, "Elvis."

"What's the matter, sir?" Sha Qing stopped and asked politely.He remembered Simon, a young white prison guard with an ordinary appearance and a public face. He was a rare and kind guard among the guards here.

"About last night's cleaning, I didn't expect that to happen..."

Sha Qing smiled: "That has nothing to do with you, sir, and I'm fine."

Simon stared at the smiles of the new prisoners, the smiles were gentle and pure, without any shadow, just like the winter morning sun shining on them at the moment, without the slightest taint from the prison, so he couldn't move his eyes away.His brain seemed to have stopped, and it was filled with warm blankness. It was not until the other party showed a questioning look of "Is there any problem" that his thinking resumed.

"I know it's hard for newcomers, especially Malvo and Wolfstick are treating you... I have a little suggestion for you, er, of course, it's just a personal suggestion... Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it." He stammered more and more, and finally planned to leave.

"Wait, sir." Sha Qing stopped him, and blinked at him childishly, "I want to know the suggestion, please tell me."

At this moment, Simon wondered if he had arrhythmia.He secretly scolded himself for being restless, like a boy who has not passed through puberty, and said quickly: "The best way for a newcomer like you to gain a foothold here is to seek refuge with a strong enough force. Wolfstick and Malvo, I'd rather choose 'Godfather', that's why I put you in room 1317, at least he won't treat you—" He swallowed the word "ass" in his throat, "Saivate Three feet."

"Single cell, it turned out that you helped." Sha Qing said in a tone so sincere that it made people blush, "Thank you, sir."

This thank you made Simon want to say something impulsively, but he retreated before he could speak.Sha Qing nodded to him, and retreated politely.

Simon stood there for a moment in a daze.Until Eric came over and said to him, "You can't do this, Simon."

"What?" he asked blankly.

"For prisoners. You can beat them, take money from them, and even use them as women if necessary, but you can't do it for real." The prison guard captain said seriously, "That would violate professional ethics."

"I'm not gay..." the young prison guard tried to explain awkwardly.

"More than half of the people here are not gay in the first place." Eric patted him on the shoulder with a look of "good for himself" and left.

Simon looked at his back, and said the second half of the sentence in a daze: "I didn't think of him as a woman either."

In the library, Sha Qing's fingers slid across the spines of the rows of books and stopped on one of them.The other hand brushed past his face, and took the book away without haste, with an elegant and neat movement.

Finished turning around to see the person coming, "'Godfather'?"

Timothy stood behind him, his jaw was clean and his short brown hair was combed neatly, as if he was in a street cafe instead of a prison. "Do you think you have the right to call me that, rookie? After you joined the Blood Gang last night?" He gently stroked the book cover with his slender fingers, and said calmly, "To be honest, I have some regrets. I thought you could last a little longer."

"'Insistence' means nothing here, sir, and I don't want to be beaten to the bone before I understand it," said Sha Qing.

Timothy's gray-blue pupils darkened: "You are smart enough to protect yourself, and your skills are good, but your vision is too short-sighted. Tell me, since you chose wolf stick, why did you live in room 1317? No one told you Whose place is that?"

Sha Qing showed a hint of vigilance, and answered after consideration: "That's not up to me to decide. And... it seems that I'm not very popular with my neighbors."

"Are you accusing me of not being helpful yesterday?"

"No, you don't have this obligation at all, and I don't have this extravagant hope. Just like people must have self-knowledge, sometimes you have to know who is in charge."

Timothy smiled, sure he wasn't flattering, but he enjoyed the awe in the words.Indeed, after learning that Sha Qing joined the Blood Gang, he felt offended: Although he did not decide to take this newcomer under his command, it was just a temporary idea, but the other party at least had to have the eyesight to see clearly Who is the real power in the fifth district, take the initiative to beg him.He can test and accept the other party, or he can reject and humiliate the other party - all choices must be in his hands.

At this moment, the newcomer's attitude made his unhappiness subside a little, but he didn't intend to forgive it: "Since you have already stood in line, you should stand in line. You can continue to live in 1317, maybe the prisoner in that cell Ghosts will tell you what happens when you offend someone you shouldn't offend."

After Timothy finished speaking, he loosened his fingers, let the book fall to the ground with a snap, and turned to leave.

Sha Qing bent down to pick up the book, looked at the prominently written "abnormal psychology" on the cover, smiled slightly, and inserted it back into the bookshelf.

Salt Lake City, Utah.

Leo got off the plane and went straight from the airport to the Salt Lake City Unified Police Station.Sheriff Justin Howyo received the lone federal agent unexpectedly, and learned that the other party was going to investigate a serial kidnapping and murder that happened in the local area 20 years ago. Find out what he wants.

"That's it. I handled the case myself, and I was very impressed." Sheriff Hoyo handed the file to Leo, "The murderer's name is Chris Suk. When we caught him, he had already kidnapped eight children. Five of them were tortured and killed, and the other three were rescued. Su Ke was sentenced to death after three years in court. According to our investigation, he had a 12-year-old son who was also involved, but the prosecution believed that he was just a man who was coerced by violence. , a minor without criminal responsibility, so he was released directly."

"Are there photos and identities of the victims?" Leo asked.

"Yes, they are all in the file, do you need me to find them for you?"

"No thanks, I can do it myself."

Sergeant Hoyo bid farewell politely, and Leo sat at the table in the file room and began to look through the old and yellowed file carefully.After watching the horrific murder scene of the five children, he pulled out the photos of the other three rescued and put them side by side on the desktop. They were all good-looking boys, and one of them was Asian.

Leo took out a photo from his bag, which was based on the finalized photo, a virtual synthesis of a seven or eight-year-old appearance, and colleagues from the information service department helped with computer technology.He compared the composite photo with the photo on the desktop in detail, trying to find similarities between the two faces.

After a long time, Leo looked away.He is still not sure whether the two photos are of the same person - they are both very handsome Asian boys, but the facial features of the shot one seem to be more three-dimensional and more beautiful.

"Is there anyone else who knows the inside story? For example, those rescued children should be in their 20s now." Leo walked out of the file room and went to Sergeant Hoyo again.

The other party frowned: "Yes, but you know how conservative the folk customs were 20 years ago, what kind of rumors and discrimination a boy who was raped would face, even if he was an innocent victim. I remember not long after the case was closed , the families of the three victims all moved out of the city.”

Leo was silent for a moment, and Huo You suddenly said: "By the way, Chris Suke's son, little Suke also knows the inside story. After he became sensible, he felt deeply guilty about the crimes that year. He has been doing free volunteer work in the orphanage for more than ten years. To make up for the harm the father and son did to innocent people, maybe you can ask him."

Without further ado, Leo immediately drove to the orphanage that Huo You mentioned, and found Little Su Ke, who was only 32 years old and was already aging.Talking about the events of that year, he revealed an indescribable deep guilt: "Since then, I haven't been able to sleep peacefully at night. Those children's painful faces and pleading eyes have always appeared in my mind. I don't think even if I do good deeds all my life, I can't make up for the harm I caused them and their families. I can only work non-stop, and let myself be forever tired of thinking-the law does not punish me, but I'm going to punish myself."

"You were just a kid back then. Your biggest mistake was having that father, and that's not something you could choose." Leo said, handing him a photo, "Do you remember what they looked like, Those three children who were rescued by the police, or are there more that are not in the file? Can you identify the person in this photo as one of the victims?"

"I remember all the children. Their faces have been engraved in my mind for more than ten years." Little Su Ke replied sadly. He took the photo and looked at it carefully. "No, he is not the victim of that year."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Little Su Ke said with certainty.

The clue was cut off, Leo felt regretful at the same time, but also felt deeply grateful that he didn't have to suffer so much harm and pain when he was still a child.However, what created his distorted beliefs, unswerving action and extraordinary skills?Does he have a darker past than this?

The black-haired detective didn't want to think deeply, but he had to force himself to think about it.

"Are there any other details that you think are important but were missed by the police?" Before leaving, Leo asked again out of professional caution.

"Probably not anymore. I told the police what I knew at the time." Xiao Su Ke said.

After Leo walked more than ten meters away, the other party suddenly called out from behind: "Wait, agent, wait!" He ran over quickly, "There is a detail, I don't remember if I told the police. I was young, I didn't think much of it, and looking back, it's a bit abnormal. My father had a mysterious pen pal who he called 'my mentor', and that person often corresponded with him. After the police intervened in the kidnapping case, One day I saw my father throw the whole stack of letters into the fire and burn them. There was actually a new letter that I just got out of the mailbox and I was going to give it to him, but I thought he would burn it too , it's such a pity, it's all good quality, smelly letter paper, so I hide it in the storage box. Now I still live in the old house of the year, and the letter is not eaten by moths , should still be in the storage box in the attic."

"Can I trouble you to find it for me? It may be a very important clue." Leo said.

Little Su Ke agreed.He drove back half an hour later and handed Leo the dusty letter, which hadn't even been opened.

Leo put on rubber gloves and carefully opened it. Some sentences inside caught his attention: "...you can practice your courage first, practice your skills, but you must know that if you only focus on the cubs for hunting, That's a bit boring, you know that good hunters are usually Lian Woduan... Have you ever heard the cry of a doe? If you execute her child in front of her, she will shed tears as beautiful as pearls. The scene is so poignant and heartbreaking - my heart would break from the excitement, what could be more intense..."

He gritted his teeth and read these meaningful words, and checked the envelope again. The postmark showed that it was mailed from a post office in Orange County, Los Angeles.The signature at the end of the letter reads "Enjoyer," but that must have been an alias.

"Thank you, you may have helped me a lot." Facing this man who was tortured by guilt all his life, Leo said sincerely.He didn't know whether the other party's discolored life would be a little brighter because of this, but he knew that he had to rush to Los Angeles again non-stop, chasing the figure and truth behind this letter.

——He always pursues the truth for the sake of others, for the law and justice, but this time it is not only for the finale, but also for himself.

Rikers Island Prison.

"Hello, Lee!" a voice called roughly.Sha Qing raised his head from the bench beside the playground, and saw a strange prison guard standing two meters away, pointing his baton at him: "Come with me."

"What's the matter, sir?"

"Your psychological evaluation report is out, follow me to the infirmary to sign and confirm."

Zha Qing stood up, followed him through the windy playground and winding corridors, and entered a room similar to a locker room. "This is not an infirmary, sir," he said.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to get a cup of coffee." The prison guard said, walked out, and locked the door behind his back.

Sha Qing put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked around, seven or eight figures flashed out from behind the closet, the leader was a black man who was extremely obese, the fat on his chin almost covered his neck, it was Malvo, the leader of the Lame Gang.

"You think everything will be fine after you find a good backer?" Malvo smiled sinisterly, his eyes full of obscenities licked and licked, as if he wanted to pierce through clothes and lick into flesh and blood, "Tell me, how did the wolf stick fuck you?" Yes? His 'weapon' has harmed many people, one of them died directly on the bed, and the blood stained the whole bed sheet. Can your small figure bear it, beauty?"

"This has nothing to do with you, Malvo, stay away from me if you are sensible." Sha Qing said bluntly.

Malvo's smile disappeared from the corner of his downturned mouth. At this moment, he looked like a ferocious beast, eager to tear something up: "You have a hard mouth, newcomer, which makes me look forward to the next thing even more, what will happen to you?" Crying and licking my toes, begging me to give you a good time..."

"There are no surveillance cameras here." Sha Qing glanced at the ceiling and interrupted Malvo.

"So you don't expect anyone to see it - the prison guards, or your new masters, they'll just see your naked, mangled corpse."

Malvo's men surrounded him with fierce eyes, like a group of hungry and cruel wolves surrounding a single sheep.

"No one will see—this is exactly what I need." Sha Qing smiled, and pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets.

"Have you heard that Malvo and his group of followers have suffered a lot." Kienig stuffed a hamburger into his mouth, while happily describing the scene he heard, "When the prison guard opened the door of the locker room, they saw their noses and faces bruised He was lying on the floor, his body was stripped off, and he was tied up like a sausage. It is said that when the prison guard cut the rope, Malvo was still holding his dick in his mouth. Are they having some kind of promiscuous party? Fatty loses all his old faces, and the whole prison has another year of jokes, hahaha!"

Wolfstick glanced suspiciously at Sha Qing, who was sitting next to him, eating dinner peacefully, like a good student who followed the rules.

"You did it?" he asked uncertainly.

Sha Qing raised his eyebrows innocently: "One picks nine, are you sure? And I was signing in the infirmary at that time."

Wolfstick also felt that the possibility was unlikely, shrugged and said: "No matter who it is, the lame gang has lost face this time. The best thing to wash away the humiliation is blood. I'm afraid the war will be brought forward."

"What war?"

"Battle of red and blue. Maybe on Thanksgiving Thursday, when the police force is weak, maybe a little earlier...We gotta get ready for war. Kinig, tell our men to get their weapons ready. As for you, Al , this is a good opportunity for you to learn how to grow into a qualified gang member, how about killing at least two of the opponents as your vote?"

"No problem." Sha Qing said, swallowing the last mouthful of vegetable soup.

"The biggest variable now is your Italian neighbor." Wolfstick said, "Although he did not intervene in the war last time, he secretly instructed his subordinates to provide convenience for Malvo. It is estimated that the other party promised him a lot of benefits, so that we In a passive situation. This time we have to win him over first, and even if we can't be a reinforcement, we have to keep him completely neutral. Al, I want you to keep an eye on him. If the lame gang has any private contact with him, you must first Notify me soon."

Sha Qing thought for a while and said, "Maybe I can do more."

"Be careful, he's much more difficult to deal with than Malvo." The wolf stick rested on his shoulder, and his thumb took the opportunity to rub against his neck, half as a warning, half as teasing, "and he's very 'straight', I won't treat you with pity just because of your face."

"I'll let him know that I have more than just a face." Sha Qing replied nonchalantly.

Wolfstick laughed lowly: "I'm looking forward to your skills, including the ones on the bed... Are you sure you won't have a fight with me at night? I have superb skills, and I promise to make you feel good."

"No, thank you." His novice refused without hesitation. "Save your barrel for outsiders."