The Last Killer

When he received a call from his boss, Gaudi, Leo was in the evidence storage room of the Los Angeles Unified Police Department, dealing with dense drawers and odds and ends.Although the archives lost a lot of old files, the relevant physical evidence of the unsolved case should still be preserved, and he tried to find any useful clues from them.

In a drawer marked "13/4/1996 Murder of Mrs. and Mrs. Lin", he found a yellowed note. The pen and ink on it had faded, but the handwriting was still clear.He took out the letter from Su Ke and compared it, and found that the tails of the "Y" letters on both sides were habitually curled up. Leo suspected that it was the same person's handwriting.If it is really the same person, then Su Ke's "spiritual mentor" Enjoyer is most likely the murderer who led to the destruction of his family.

Finding "Enjoyer" from the vast sea of ​​people with just the few clues in his hand is obviously a difficult and huge project, but Leo is determined, no matter how difficult it is, he will bring this devil who has been at large for 20 years to justice.This is the most sincere thing he can do for the closure in prison.

Just then the phone rang.

"Whatever you do, come back right away," Gaudí said bluntly.

"What happened?"

"'Serial Killer' escapes from Isle of Rex."

New York LaGuardia Airport.

Rob saw Leo's figure in the crowd with sharp eyes, and immediately went up to him and gave him a big hug: "Hey buddy, you are finally back! Do you know how much mental torture I suffered after you ran away after hearing the news! Jasmine didn't find you, and almost tore down the door of my house, and I wanted to buy an extra life insurance for myself!"

"Where's Molly?" Leo asked.He also received calls from Jasmine outside these days, but they all used "on mission" as an excuse, faltered a few times and then hung up. It is estimated that his sister's anger has accumulated to a considerable level.

"She stayed with her fiancé in the hospital for a week before, and the boy recovered well. Then Jasmine saw that you didn't intend to come back in a short time, so she planned to go with... Li Biqing," Rob spit out the name awkwardly, "go out Going on vacation for a few days, it seems like I went to Las Vegas, I just left yesterday."

Leo breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.Now he can psychologically distinguish the real Li Biqing from the role of "brother-in-law" he played before he finished, so he seems more calm than Rob. "Vacation? She has never been there with her previous boyfriends. Maybe she just got married on a whim in Las Vegas."

"Pretty likely." Rob laughed.

They left the airport hall, got into a black Chevrolet SUV, and drove to the city.

On the way, Rob, who was driving, glanced at his partner in the passenger seat from time to time. The latter looked unrested and his face was a bit haggard, but his mental state was much better than when he drank his sorrows with alcohol, his dark blue eyes sunken into his thick eyebrows Down, his eyes are clear, like the calm and deep sea.

Brewed by wind and frost, experience and all kinds of emotions, this man is more flavorful than before, Rob thought with emotion and not without envy.

"If you only find out that you love me now, it's not too late." The black-haired detective found out about his partner's peeping, and joked, "I don't have a fiancé yet."

Rob almost choked on his saliva and coughed twice: "Since when did your flirting skills improve? If you had been so knowledgeable two years ago, poor Eve wouldn't have been sympathized by everyone in the branch. You know How did they tell her, 'Girl, don't try to date RoboCop'."

Leo couldn't help laughing: "In your eyes, am I that bad?"

"Oh no, you are an elite, but you are too elite. You are only suitable for being a colleague, not a couple. Every string in your mind is tied to words such as law enforcement, murder hunting, and solving crimes. You only talk about business affairs. Do you know how much pressure this brings to the people around you if you don't talk about personal relationships?" Rob changed the subject, "But now this feeling has faded a lot, and you seem to have become more... more human." He continued Glancing at Leo, he teased presumptuously: "Or is it a romantic feeling? Is this someone's credit?"

Leo's eyes darkened slightly: "He escaped from prison?"

This so-called "he", Rob knew very well: "Yes, it was only when the prison called the roll this morning that he was nowhere to be found. On the bed in his cell lay the dead body of the prisoner next door, with his hands and feet bound and stabbed in his body. , the prisoner identified the homemade knife as his. To make matters worse, the dead man was named Timothy Berardi."

Leo frowned. "Is it 'that' Berardi?"

"That's right, it's 'that' Berardi." Rob couldn't help sighing, "Now the 'underground world' is about to set off another bloodbath. You said it's not good to provoke someone, but it's the notorious mafia family!"

"God knows who provoked whom." Leo looked a little displeased, "This matter is strange, no matter how much he hates the other party, he would not attack him in his own cell and leave the murder weapon at the scene. This is not his style at all. .Someone is setting him up, Rob."

"Maybe, but jailbreak isn't a frame-up," Rob said. "I'm not surprised at all. I've always felt that this guy is going to slip out of prison sooner or later. .”

Leo still grasped the key point keenly: "The key is, why did you choose this time and place? If you want to escape from prison, you have more opportunities in MCC. Why did you offer to serve your sentence on Rex Island, which is heavily guarded, and then go from there? Prison break? What is there that interests him so much? Is it people, objects, or clues to events..."

"Who knows, this guy has deep thoughts. The news about his escape is still tightly sealed. I can't imagine that the public opinion that has just shown signs of calming down on the finalized case will be stirred up by this news. What an uproar," Rob said.

"So Gordy called us to get him back as soon as possible. By the way, 'as soon as possible' means 'if you can't get this done in a few days, you won't be taking your Christmas break this year'."

"But there are only two weeks left before Christmas!" Rob said dejectedly, "How do we find fish and sea birds and forests? Can we do things like catching greens once and twice!"

"In short, let's go to Rekers Island Prison to investigate first."

Among the various clues investigated by the Rex Island Prison, what Leo and Rob are most concerned about is the loss of the prison guard Simon.

Since 1317 o'clock last night, the monitoring probes in some prison areas of the fifth district were turned off, and they were not restarted until the prison guards who changed shifts at [-] o'clock this morning found out.This part of the area just covers the vicinity of cell [-] and the corridor leading to the outside of the prison area, and there is no video to check.

Fortunately, the monitoring probe on the side of the road on the island recorded Simon and another man in the uniform of a prison guard. They drove west from the fifth district to the tenth district and got off at the barge wharf.The man swiped his ID card to get into the barge, and Simon drove back to District Five.

The man lowered the brim of his hat, and his face could not be seen clearly in the surveillance video, but the access control records of the tenth district showed that the temporary ID card belonging to Simon passed through the first floor of the barge prison unimpeded, and finally opened the door to Iron door to the deck.Obviously this is the way to get out of jail.

"This is the most relaxed and pleasant way of escaping from prison I have ever seen. The prison guard named Simon knew the law and broke the law. He would rather go to jail and help him get out. Is he brainwashed... Oh, look!" Rob pointed Looking at the screen, he greeted Leo, "An affectionate hug! I bet the little prison guard must love him to death. It's only been less than a month in prison, and our dark hero has gained another brain-dead fan !"

"Shut your mouth, Robrie!" said the dark-haired detective sullenly.

Rob immediately restrained his hippie smile, and put on a serious look: "I think we should start with Simon, even if he is missing, it is much easier to find him than Shaqing."

It is indeed easy for federal agents to find a citizen with a fixed residence and identity records.More than an hour later, they found Simon's body in a secluded alley.

Judging from the landing position, he fell from a [-]-story tall building beside him, and his body fell terribly.There was no sign of struggle or struggle on the roof platform. Hats, scarves and shoes were neatly placed by the railings. A suicide note to the effect of "I was confused for a while, knowing that I broke the law, and I will never face my family and society again" was pressed underneath. It looks like an undisputed suicide by jumping off a building.

But the experienced Leo and Rob smelled the taste of setting up and murder.

Simon's body was taken away by the police and handed over to the forensic doctor for examination. Regardless of suicide, this clue to the investigation and conclusion was interrupted.

Just when Leo and Rob thought they were about to fight another tough and protracted battle, two days later in the evening, a 911 call revealed a criminal crime that was taking place, and was under investigation by the FBI for its vile nature and bloody tactics. The attention, the information fell into the hands of the two.

The Raymonds started putting up the Christmas tree more than a week in advance because of the overwhelming demands of the children.Mr. Raymond was responsible for transporting a fir tree five or six meters high into the hall of the villa, and erected it beside the fireplace, and the children happily wrapped it with ribbons, bells and little twinkling stars.Mrs. Raymond finished baking an oven of cupcakes and greeted the children with a smile as they washed their hands and ate their snacks.

Just then there was a knock on the door.

Raymond was a little surprised.If there is a visitor, the security guard will register at the iron gate outside the courtyard, and then the housekeeper will inform the owner of the visitor's identity. After he nods in agreement, the guest can enter the villa under the leadership of the servant.

But at this moment, he didn't receive any report, and someone knocked on the door of the villa.Was it the tabloid reporter who wanted to write a special feature for him sneaked in last time, or was it a new servant who didn't know the rules?Before he pressed the beeper to notify security, the lively six-year-old jumped to his feet and ran to open the door.

A young Asian man is standing outside the door, wearing a stylish and neat hooded casual jacket.Seeing the little blond girl who opened the door, he stretched out his left hand and pulled off the hat, with a polite smile on his handsome face: "Good evening, little girl."

"Good evening, sir." The little girl said with a smile, "Are you here to see my father?"

"Your father's name is Owen Raymond?"

"Yes."

"That's it." The man stepped in, and the door closed silently behind him.He casually took out a huge rainbow lollipop from his pocket and handed it to the little girl: "Christmas gift." The little girl cheered, took the candy, and turned to her father with a sweet and sly smile: "I can eat it, right?" Dad? It's a Christmas present!"

Raymond looked at this stranger and inexplicable visitor, frowned, and said in a stern tone: "Who are you? How did you get in? Please get out immediately, or I will call security."

The visitor seemed to turn a blind eye to the male host's displeasure and rejection, and said to himself: "As for you, Hayden Korten, this is my Christmas present for you." Holding a long-handled fire axe, the broad, sharp blade reflected in the dim light of the chandelier.

Raymond's face was ashen, as if he lost his color in an instant, and he unconsciously took half a step back. "I don't know what you're talking about. I don't have that name. You've got the wrong person! Get out, or I'll be rude! Shirley!" He turned his head and shouted at his wife who was stunned by excessive panic: "Take Get behind the kids! Press the sirens!"

"Of course you know what I'm talking about. Twenty years is a long time, but it's not long enough to give you Alzheimer's, is it?" said the intruder.His voice was calm, but this extraordinary calm was condensed from deep-seated hatred and extreme coldness, as if it had already turned into substance, seeping out from every inch of his body.

He walked forward step by step, holding the end of the ax handle in his hand, and the blade of the ax scraped against the marble floor with his footsteps, and there was a crisp sound of "cracking" and "cracking" as he dragged... as if from hell The death knell sounded.

Women's screams and children's cries exploded around, but he didn't seem to hear it, and just walked towards the goal step by step: "You know, you always appear in my nightmares for many years... those years I can't really fall asleep at all, because as soon as I close my eyes, I can see my mother's head staring at me from the window sill, and hear her never-ending wailing... I still remember everything you did to me back then, knowing that What does it feel like, like the whole world is a hell, and there's nothing but pain, pain, pain."

Raymond retreated blankly, as if forced by a huge invisible pressure, he had to try his best to shrink his living space.You are... He opened his mouth, mouth-shaped but no sound came out.

"I said this not to get any reaction from you. Shock, guilt, regret, or stubbornness are all meaningless to me." The visitor tilted his head and smiled, which was full of blood and cruelty. Looking forward, wanting to tear something apart, "I just want you to be afraid, because it is said that fear makes people feel more pain."

Raymond, no, it should be Hayden Colten's back hit the chest of drawers by the fireplace, his fingers gripping the drawer handles, trying to prop up his limp body.

Sha Qing swung the handle of the ax suddenly, so fast that only an afterimage could be seen.The back of the ax hit Hayden's wrist, and there was a muffled sound of broken bones, and a pistol slipped down amidst the screams and fell to the floor.Immediately after another heavy blow, his other wrist bone was also shattered in the flesh, and Hayden fell to the ground, screaming continuously, and his drooping hands retracted into his arms in vain.

In order to better see his pain, the assailant squatted down in front of him, carefully scrutinizing the distorted facial features, rolling cold sweat, and trembling body, as if enjoying a long-awaited opera.

"Let me go...I have repented..." Hayden was so painful that he almost fainted, and begged intermittently, "I met Shirley, and then I realized how horrible and disgusting I used to be, living a life like a beast...I Don't want to be driven by that desire anymore, I want to be a normal person for her sake... I want to be a good father, love my three children and never hurt anyone again... Please don't kill me, don't let My children have no father at such a young age, and their families are ruined..."

Daqing burst into a burst of wild laughter: "You beg me not to let your family be ruined? After you have destroyed so many families and killed so many children, you said you want your own family and your own children? How much?" It’s a wonderful reformation!” He leaned on the handle of the axe, laughing backwards and forwards, “This word is so easy to use! No matter how cruel, vicious, and inhumane crimes you have committed before, suddenly one day you want to correct the evil, put down the butcher’s knife and stand on the ground. Become a Buddha, and then all the past will be wiped out? You suddenly become the protector of women and children, ah, what a deep family affection, what a great father's love, whoever is not moved, is simply hard-hearted-do you expect I think so?"

"Go to God and beg." He stopped laughing, stood up and announced coldly, "Whether He forgives you or not, whether you forgive yourself or not—I will never forgive you!" Hayden's two ankles bent down and picked up the collar, dragging each other to the window sill of the living room.

Shirley curled up tremblingly in the corner, hugging her three children tightly. The alarm button had been pressed, but there was no movement in the courtyard. So many servants and security guards seemed to have disappeared suddenly, without any response.She burst into tears, tried not to cry out, took out her mobile phone and dialed the number tremblingly, chanting, "911, 911..."

After a few seconds of waiting for the tone, the phone was connected, and she heard the operator's voice, as if hugging a driftwood in the flood, crying bitterly...

Her husband's screams came from the living room, hurting her eardrums, and the six-year-old daughter suddenly struggled violently and rushed out of her arms, crying "Daddy! Daddy!"

She screamed in panic, "Jennifer! No, Jennifer—"

Jennifer stood barefoot on the floor at the far end of the living room, her dainty little dress and messy blond hair making her look like a doll accidentally dropped in the dirt.Her beautiful light green eyes were wide open, watching all that was going on on the windowsill—

She watched the ax swing, watched the blood splatter, watched the living father turn into bloody pieces, watched the bright red blood splashed all over the body and face of the guest uncle, and the uncle gave her the gift with a smile just now. A rainbow lollipop... She stood there watching all this like sleepwalking, with no expression on her face.

Sha Qing dropped the axe and held Hayden's head in both hands—it was the only thing that hadn't been chopped into pieces. Then he jumped off the window sill and landed on the lawn. Staring at the window sill with unrepentant eyes.He let out a sigh of relief, dipped his fingertips in the warm blood splashed on his cheeks, and painted the lips of his head scarlet.

"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." He whispered to the head, then turned his head, looked at the little girl who was staring blankly at all of this, and showed a bloody and quiet smile: "Sorry, kid, this is really a bad one." The perfect Christmas Eve."

The author has something to say: I have never directly described the murder process of Ta Qing before. Whether it was disembowelling Alden or sawing off William’s skull to make an ashtray, it was all mentioned in one stroke, so that everyone did not have an intuitive one. feel.This is the only and necessary detailed description, do you feel it now~~~ Spread your hands happily No matter what, I am a good young man with a healthy body and mind.