The Last Killer

Finish the 20th day of unconsciousness.

The FBI "Serial Killer" task force held a meeting, and Gaudi, who was the head of the regional office, also attended the meeting. The main topic of the meeting was to discuss the issue of killing.

The hospital provided the inspection report. Although the whole text is full of idiomatic words such as "not ruled out, probability", everyone can understand the meaning-the attending doctor believes that if this situation continues, it will enter a long-term vegetative state .

Of course, they can keep him in the hospital all the time, but the daily ward fee, medical fee, nutrition fee, manual care fee...the sum is not a small sum, it can be afforded in two or three months, two or three years ?What about 30 years?This is simply a bottomless pit.But according to the regulations, he was injured in the process of law enforcement, and the federal government had to support him.What's more, he is unaccompanied, and he doesn't have a family member who can take on the responsibility of supervision.What's more troublesome is that there are always too many people in the hospital, and they still have to be on guard against the media who stir up trouble and fans who are dancing with demons. If there is one or two mental illnesses in the hospital, they can kill or rob him... Well, the police are on duty Posts have to consume valuable human and financial resources.

Thinking of the elongated and gloomy face of the Finance Director, Gaudi couldn't help pressing his temples with a headache, and sighed: "Give me a constructive suggestion, children."

"How about putting him in a mental institution, there's a good one nearby," suggested one agent, and two others agreed.

Leo's expression was cold, he slowly turned the pen in his hand, and remained silent.

Rob noticed the expression on his partner's face, and read some deep meaning from the expressionless face, so he laughed casually: "Close the small white room? Good idea, ignore the criticisms and protests of those human rights organizations, they don't care about everything they see." Not pleasing to the eye. We just need to get more than 100 media and tens of thousands of fan groups to kill... Uh, according to incomplete statistics on the Internet, there are about 25 IPs in total? Twitter continues to increase fans, forums There are no fewer than ten. I hope that the mental hospital is hidden and strong enough, and the medical staff are tight enough."

"According to you, there is nothing we can do but throw him back in prison?" the agent retorted.

"I didn't say that." Rob shrugged slickly, imitating the tone of his immediate boss: "Abiding by the rules! Follow the rules! Guys, if you don't want to be sued and sued!"

The other party snorted resentfully.

Leo silently wrote two lines, and handed the note to the boss sitting on the left.Gaudí raised his eyebrows and took a look.The note read in bold handwriting: "Secretly transferred to a private residence, I will monitor the whole process and wait for the public opinion to subside."

Gaudi chewed it several times, and felt that the hidden information revealed between the lines was worth pondering.He glanced at his favorite general with deep meaning, pinched the note in his palm, and said, "Let's discuss again, the meeting is adjourned."

Finish the 23th day of unconsciousness.

In a certain hospital within the police, a patient in the intensive care unit area was quietly transferred, and the plainclothes police who monitored him also disappeared without a trace.The news media, whose sense of smell is sharper than that of a hound, finally ran out of space this time. By the time they sneaked into the hospital, the beds were already empty.

At the same time, in the guest room of an apartment in Manhattan, there was an unconscious Asian youth.He didn't respond to the outside world at all, and of course he didn't know that there was a black metal ring with GPS positioning function on his wrist.The wrist ring is about 5 cm wide and 3 cm thick, and two green lights flash regularly on the ring surface.There are built-in sensors and anesthetics in the ring. If the wearer tries to violently dismantle it or leave the prescribed range, the injection will be injected directly into the body after 10 seconds, making the wearer fall into a coma for at least 12 hours.At the same time, a special alarm sounded in the FBI information processing center, with satellite positioning, so that the police could capture him as soon as possible.

"Restriction, positioning, double insurance." When Gaudi called him to the office for a detailed discussion three days ago, Leo gave this proposal, "In case he suddenly wakes up one day, we can also learn about it immediately and take measures Corresponding countermeasures."

"The proposal is good, but I want to know your real thoughts." Gaudi said with a half-smile while touching the short gray hair on his forehead.

Leo was silent for a few seconds.

Gaudi patted his arm gently: "You have spent too much time on him, and it will cause you a lot of trouble."

"I know. But I can't just let it go. I have the responsibility and need to personally monitor and clean up the mess for myself." Leo replied with lowered eyelids.

"But you don't have time."

"I have. It took me 20 days to complete all the tasks at hand, and the report and materials will be sent later."

……all? 20 days?Gaudi raised an eyebrow in surprise.He is very aware of Leo's workload. Even if all the cases in hand are completed, it is just a routine finishing work, and it cannot be cleared in just over half a month.He raised his head and looked at Leo again, and finally understood how the other party's exhausted and haggard overdrawn state came from recently.

"But there are still new tasks." Gaudi said calmly.

"New job, I'm afraid I'm not the right candidate." Leo took out a handwritten report from his file bag and placed it lightly on the boss's desk. The black and white words were extremely conspicuous. "I have compelling reasons and very good reasons."

Rob rushed into Leo's office in a hurry, without even knocking on the door, and immediately asked, "Leo, you bastard! I heard that you submitted your resignation letter to your superiors?"

Leo stopped tidying up the table and asked, "Who did you listen to?"

"Walls have ears, don't worry about that, just answer my question!"

Leo picked up a few pages of the report and handed it to him: "This is a copy."

Rob glanced quickly and breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be a suspension application. Did you fail the last psychological examination and mental test? Why didn't I know. There is also a certificate issued by Dr. Wyatt...God, he put Your long-term drug addiction is included!"

"I asked him to write it." Leo smiled. "Otherwise, how could it pass?"

"... Now you have multiple nicknames of drug addicts." Rob said sadly, "Do you know how much this will hurt your future? This time Gaudi retires, do you still want to be promoted!"

Leo shrugged nonchalantly.

Gaudi also persuaded him in the same way at the time, but he replied: "I'm tired, and I haven't taken a full vacation for nine years. I want to take this opportunity to adjust myself. You see, even during the suspension period, I have to help you watch Finished, I have to apply for a subsidy."

The boss gave him a blank look, "There is no subsidy! If you insist on taking over that kid, you can pay for it yourself. I will submit the report according to the normal procedure, but please remember: first, the suspension period shall not exceed one year at most; Second, if the kid really wakes up, we have to go through the judicial process and let him go where he should go. Do you understand?"

Leo nodded in acceptance.

Finish the 25th day of unconsciousness.

Leo returned to his apartment on East 86th Street in Manhattan.

There were no cases, no calls, and no meetings to meet the schedule. He felt very unaccustomed to the sudden relaxation of his tense nerves.

But he was not idle for a moment.Every day, I make liquid food for the comatose man on the bed, use a nasal feeding tube to feed, infuse nutrient solution, handle defecation, clean utensils, turn over and massage, bathe and change clothes, and spend the rest of the time talking with him, busy all day long.

At night, they sleep in the same bed.

Leo carefully lifted the back of Sha Qing's head, let him rest on his shoulder, and put his hand on his chest.The originally strong muscles in the chest became a little soft due to long-term bed rest, and Leo touched and touched it distressedly.

In the dark, he lowered his head and sniffed the fresh lemon shampoo on Sha Qing's head, hoping that the other party would open his eyes all the time.Over the past month, hope and disappointment have been cut in his heart like two saws, but he believes that he has enough tough nerves and enough gentle patience.Because the other party is killing.

"Suspension is just a stopgap measure." He seriously explained to Sha Qing, who was indifferent, "I made a double-handed plan. If you don't wake up within a year, I will resign and take care of you for the rest of your life. If you wake up...no, no, don't be here. That smirk in my head, I'm not going to put you in jail again... I'm going to figure out the perfect solution."

"Don't laugh, you don't believe me? Forget it, there will always be a day to prove it."

Leo hugged Shaqing in his arms, like a drowning person who finally got his feet on the ground, relaxation and drowsiness rolled over gently. "Can I have a goodnight kiss?" he asked softly.

A few seconds later, he lowered his head, sucked Sha Qing's cold and soft lips, slowly licked and sucked, and then easily pried open his sleeping teeth to stir that quiet tongue.

Even the unresponsive kiss made him reluctant to leave the other's lips and tongue for a long time.

After a while, his breathing became rapid, a wet kiss landed on Sha Qing's collarbone, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Can I have a shot?"

"Okay, don't kick me, I know this is taking advantage of others."

He kissed the hair on Sha Qing's forehead again, and said softly, "Good night, baby."

Finish the 40th day of unconsciousness.

Leo was fighting carrots with a knife at the cooking counter when the door of the apartment was opened from the outside.Against the light, a tall woman walked in with high heels.

She was wearing a set of slim-fitting pure white women's suits, which made her waist look slimmer and her legs longer. A black tube top was faintly exposed under the crossed front.A head of pale platinum long straight hair, fixed on the top of the head with her own strands of hair, tied into a straight and smooth long ponytail.Her facial features are profound and beautiful, which is a standard Caucasian appearance. There is no jewelry on her whole body, but she is full of confident, refined and sexy mature woman charm, which is as eye-catching as the bright autumn sunshine.

The knife in Leo's hand fell to the cooking table with a crisp sound.

The woman walked straight up to him, with a bright smile on her lips: "Hello, handsome boy, how long do you want to hide from me?"

Leo took half a step back and greeted dryly: "...Jasmine."

"I think, you owe me, a lot, a lot, an explanation." Jasmine casually grabbed the knife on the cooking table, and chopped it vigorously without looking at it.The carrot clicked and snapped into two pieces.Every time she said a word, she waved her hand up and down, and after a sentence was finished, the radish cubes became diced radish.

Leo took another half step back, with a wonderful expression on his face. If he was seen by his colleagues in the bureau, he would probably drop his jaw in shock.It's not just that you have childhood shadows, the black-haired detective thought sadly.

"Are you going to be lenient when you confess, or do you want me to torture you to extract a confession?" Jasmine asked.

Leo immediately raised his hands: "I need a long time, a patient audience, and a relaxed atmosphere to speak."

"Okay," Molly shrugged, throwing away the knife, "you'll have a relaxed atmosphere. Let's go over to the sofa, but first you have to make tea, and, bring me my favorite gypsy cushions! "

Leo spent two full hours explaining everything that happened after Jasmine asked him to pick him up from the airport.The parts that are difficult to say (there are quite a few) are avoided and fooled; there are other things that he dare not say even if he is beaten to death.

Jasmine crossed one leg, put her finger on her chin and listened with a slight smile, without interjecting or interrupting the whole process.After Leo finished speaking, she put down the teacup, got up and walked up to Leo, and slapped him condescendingly!

"This slap is for your parents. You know how much they want you to get married and have children and build a happy family, but now you tell me that you are a fucking crook!"

Leo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned his face away, not daring to look at his sister's angry face, his heart was full of guilt towards his parents.

Jasmine slapped him on the other side of the face again: "This slap is for the person you shot. Even if you are bent, you have to be as straight as you are, and treat the one who loves you well." Man, not a fucking bullet in his heart! Yes you're an agent, but you're a man first!"

Leo covered his face with his palms, and let out a deep and trembling laugh: "You are right, Jasmine, since I was a child, I have never been beaten by you willingly like today."

Jasmine sighed softly, grabbed his head, and rubbed his black hair to pieces, "Okay, we've settled the score between us. Now, take me to see the guy who broke your dick." Bent goblin."

Leo grabbed her wrist reflexively: "Look, don't touch him!"

Jasmine smiled gracefully: "Don't worry, your sister and I already have a brother-in-law."

In the bedroom, Jasmine possessed herself to stare at the comatose Sha Qing, carefully examining her.She sighed in frustration after a moment: "I'd love to be critical, but actually, he looks impeccable. The only question is, when will your Sleeping Beauty wake up?"

"I don't know, but I won't give up," Leo said.

"If he doesn't wake up until he dies, won't he drag you down for the rest of his life?" Jasmine said, her face suddenly darkened.

Leo took a few steps forward vigilantly, as if he was ready to overthrow his runaway sister at any time.

"However, if he really dies, my younger brother will probably die of grief, right?" Jasmine slowly loosened the frown between her brows, and cast a provocative glance at Leo, "I heard that he is a dark law enforcer, and his skills are not bad? You guys?" If the two fight, who will win?"

"Well, it's half to half. But if it's a deadlock, he will probably win." Leo answered honestly.

Jasmine laughed loudly, and stretched out her hand to pinch Sha Qing's face: "That's great, I'll leave the rest of my idiot brother's life to you to clean up! Anyway, I've been playing with him for almost 30 years, and I'm almost tired of playing with him." Yes, I will give it to you. But before that, we have to settle the accounts between us—”

Before she finished speaking, she slapped Shao Qing forcefully.

Leo was caught off guard for half a second, and rushed to fight his sister.

Jasmine let her younger brother take out the thunderbolt method indifferently, suppressed her on the floor, and said happily: "This slap is for Li Biqing. Even if that guy is innocent and useless, it's my fault." The man I like, I don't allow anyone to think of him!"

Before leaving, she patted Leo's chest muscles in a good mood: "You have tried many methods, but you can't wake him up?"

Leo nodded.

"—fucked? Haven't you heard that sex is a strong medicine?"

Leo was speechless.

After returning to the room, he fetched a basin of warm water and wiped his red and swollen left cheek distressedly. At the same time, he really wanted to curse Jasmine. "Bitch" is too vulgar, and "fuck your mother" himself will be shot. Finally, after deliberation, he cursed in Chinese: "Stinky motherfucker!"

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the completed eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly.

A very faint tremor, like the first flapping of the wings of a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon.

He wondered if he was delusional because of excessive desire.

But the next moment, he knew it was not an illusion - Sha Qing's right hand really moved, as if waking up from petrified magic, he slightly bent his fingertips.

The author has something to say: The long-awaited sister finally appeared~

ps: Remember in the "Angel's Room" unit, Leo and Li Biqing were in the apartment, discussing the negative emotions and mental problems of the detectives. If the mental state test fails, they will be suspended. Well, that foreshadowing is used here.