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Hailey's voice became more and more distant, and Ian tried his best to stay awake, but he still couldn't help but fell to the side.

At that last moment, Hailey suddenly leaned forward and hugged Ian.

Ian's head rested on his shoulder, his forehead touching the side of Haley's neck.

Warm, and the surging sound of blood flowing.

"It's okay, Ian, go to sleep." A reassuring voice sounded, removing all the burden and weight.

Ian felt relieved, he knew Haili's ability, he knew this guy would reveal the truth, so he finally closed his eyes.

"It's interesting, you drank half a cup of coffee, but didn't feel sleepy?" Hunter looked down at Hailey.

Hailey put his arms around Ian, and put his palms lightly on the back of his head, "Maybe I have been unable to sleep since I was a child, and I took too many sleeping pills, so the dose you gave is not enough to make me sleepy."

"Then we can continue to chat happily." Hunter held a gun in his hand, which he just took out from Ian's waist.

And Shemer also took out a gun from the sofa cushion behind him, pointing the gun at Haili.It seems that the two have been prepared for a long time.

Hailey had no fear, as if he was just sitting at home listening to opera and drinking red wine, enjoying his extravagant life.

His voice was unhurried, so calm that Hunter and Shemer were alerted.

"Okay, let's finish this conversation. The three cases you designed with Shemer and Dr. Mende can't prove what you want to prove. Of all the victims, there is no one like your mother. It’s the same as committing suicide to keep another person alive. You feel very disappointed and distressed. Will this continue to prove what you want to prove? Then you realize that what you really need is relief. So you design The last trap, and the object is your biological father and sister. You know very well that if your mother really committed suicide 15 years ago, then your father will definitely make the same choice as her to protect his daughter .As long as he shoots himself, the most guilty person in the world will be your sister. She becomes the one that father gave up his life to save, and she will live with guilt for the rest of her life. You will be in pain The baton was passed to her. Do you think you will be relaxed? Do you think that the pain and pressure in her heart will be less than yours in the past 15 years? Or do you naively think that when she suffers more than you, Will your stress and everything buried in your heart end?"

"But it's worth a try, isn't it?" Hunter shrugged.

"Besides, you also want to try whether your father will really commit suicide to save your sister. His death is the real relief for you. For so many years, he has been in ambush above your head You can't see a ray of light. You want him to die for a long time." Hailey chuckled, "Why don't you just put a pillow over his head when he sleeps, as long as One shot, and it's over. You made things so complicated, are you too cowardly to kill him, or are you really unable to make up your mind?"

The smile on Hunter's lips disappeared, and he opened the safety catch of the pistol.

Xie Mo shouted, "Hey brother! Don't be so impatient! What about the plan we agreed on?"

Hunter tilted his head, "By the way, Shemer is here. Detective Russell, why don't you tell me why he joined this plan?"

"Ah... Shemer... Shemer is Dr. Megan's real 'successor'. If I guessed correctly, when Dr. Megan and Dr. Mende climbed the mountain together, they took you, right. From then on Judging from the length of the projection on this photo, the one holding the camera should be a child. That child is you, Shemer. You are the illegitimate son of Dr. Megan, am I right? Your facial features and your hair color are very good Inherited Dr. Megan's genetic traits. Including everything you do now. On the surface, you are collecting 'experimental data' to help Dr. Mende complete your father's research. It's just that the more you end up enjoying it all .You enjoy the panic of the victim in the closed cargo box, helpless, begging, and for the first time you find that it feels so good to be in control. And then you can’t stop more and more.”

"Tsk tsk tsk, it sounds like you really know us very well, but you got to know us a little later. We have tried brothers and sisters, couples, and even children, and they all have more or less blood and so-called emotional ties. But between colleagues and partners What? We haven't tried it yet. Pick up your partner, it's time to check it out!"

Shemer pointed at Hailey, Hunter stepped forward and took his gun from Hailey's waist, Hailey raised his arm and said coolly: "Hey, be careful not to misfire! This gun is mine Exclusive collection!"

At that moment, Hunter electrocuted Haley in the back.After a moment of pain, Hailey fell down.

I don't know how much time passed, but Ian only felt a splitting headache.

He slowly opened his eyes, dim light, narrow space, stale air.

Ian realized something in an instant, and sat up suddenly.And Haili was leaning on the side, still not awake.

Ian was shocked. Hailey was fine before he lost consciousness.Ian even wondered if Hailey had seen through Hunter a long time ago, so he didn't drink coffee at all, so he could stay awake all the time.But there is no doubt that Ian only took a few sips, but Haley's cup of coffee has almost run out.What the hell happened after that?

Haili lowered his head, and his hair swayed with Ian's shaking, creating a unique sense of beauty under such dim light.

Ian lifted his cheek and patted him hard, "Hailey! Wake up! What's going on?"

Haili's eyelashes trembled, he frowned, and raised his hand to hold his back, "Oh...it's the first time I've been stunned by someone at this age! Sure enough, I'm happier after being stunned by medicine..."

"They stunned you?" Ian took a breath, he got up and slapped the four iron walls, and the sound he made told him that they were buried in the ground like all the previous victims.

"Ah, yes, do you want to experience it?" Hailey stood up slowly and raised his head.

Ian found that posture very familiar.

Ah, by the way, it was the same guy in Carl and Joanna's car.

"What are you looking at?" Ian unbuttoned his collar and loosened his tie. Under such an environment, the air would only become more and more cloudy, and he didn't need to put more burden on his breathing.

"You're so sexy, especially when you pull your tie." Hailey approached with a smile.

Ian waved his hand, "I'm not in the mood to joke with you."

"I'm not joking. If I were to tear off your tie, I would be more excited." Hailey's voice was slow and long, as if it had been stored in this small space and would not disappear or fade.

At this time, a broadcaster in the corner of the warehouse rang out.

"Hey, dear federal agents, we heard you talking. Looks like you're awake, aren't you?" came Sheamer's voice.

"So it's showtime. You should know that there is a gun in a corner of this cargo box. Whoever finds it first will end up with the other, and whoever will be the last to survive."

It was Hunter who was talking.

Ian sneered, "We know who you are, even if one of us kills the other, we will just suffocate here."

"Don't be so pessimistic, Mr. Agent. There are many things worth trying. Besides, Hunter and I are already planning to leave here. This is our last vote. How can we laugh at the FBI if we don't let one of you go back alive. What about the hypocrisy? Did you kill yourself? Or did you kill the other party? That’s a good question.” Xie Mo’s voice was like a high god, controlling the life and death of mortals.

"Oh, so who do you think will survive between me and Agent Connor?" Haley asked with interest.

"Of course it's you." Hunter's voice came, "Because Detective Connor is a person with great moral standards and a sense of responsibility, and you... Agent Russell, we are the same kind of people."

Hailey looked sideways at Ian and blinked, "Hey, dear Uncle Ian, they think I'm going to kill you!"

Ian looked around in silence.

There is a box in each corner.Suddenly, Ian took two steps to one of the corners, squatted down to search for the box.

Hailey showed a disappointed expression, "Ian, I didn't expect you would really find a gun."

"If you plan to look for it, I have no objection." Ian replied coolly.

All three boxes were opened and were empty.Ian turned his back on Hailey, opened the last box, took out the gun, and turned around.

"Ian, what are you planning to do with the gun? Kill me? Or are you planning to commit suicide to save me?" Haili stood in the middle of the carriage and looked at Ian with a smile.

"If I'm destined to die here, I just want you bastard to stay away from me." Ian opened the safety catch of the pistol and pointed in Hailey's direction.

The laughter of Hunter and Shemer came from the radio.

"It seems that the plot has been reversed. Detective Connor, who we thought had the least chance of winning, actually took the initiative. Sure enough, when faced with the threat of death, all developments may reverse our expectations."

Ian just sat down against the carriage.

Hailey stepped forward step by step, but Ian scolded: "I said it! Stay away from me!"

"Why? I always thought you wanted me to get closer to you, so that when you shot me to death, you wouldn't miss it. Or are you worried that my brains will burst on you?"

Haili didn't seem to care about the gun in Ian's hand at all, and came to Ian step by step.

"That's where you are."

Ian spoke coldly.

"If you didn't intend to kill me, why did you refuse my approach?"

Haili sat down cross-legged in front of Ian. He clasped Ian's wrist and put the muzzle of the gun between his eyebrows.

"If you want to live, just pull the trigger. It will be over soon, and you don't have to worry about me suffering too much."

Haili's voice was unhurried, the usual calm smile was no longer on his lips, and the playfulness was no longer in his eyes.

He looked at Ian with a very serious look.

"Ian, remember the assumption I made with you? If this happens, you have a gun in your hand, what should you do to make me feel at ease."

Hailey's eyes were so bright they were like flames burning silently in the dark.

"I have no idea what you mean."

Ian had subconsciously avoided his eyes countless times.

But at this moment, he realized that Haili's eyes were beautiful.This beauty has nothing to do with gender, but simply makes people feel unable to escape his attraction.

"Ian, don't forget, you still have Evan waiting for you to go back. Do you want to end everything here?"

Haley asked aloud.He raised his finger to cover Ian's trigger finger, and bewitched Ian with a slow and clear voice, "Press it! Ian! Press it! You took the gun, not to kill me, then you hold it See what it does!"

"Get the hell out of here! I've had enough of you, Hayley Russell! Why can't you disappear quietly? Why are you writing to me! Without your letters, if you stop paying so much attention to me, My life can still be the same as in the past! I will be like every retired ordinary soldier, find a simple job and live my life to the fullest!"

It was the first time Ian had yelled at Haley.No matter how many times he disagreed with Hailey's behavior, or got impatient because he disrupted his life, he never yelled.But this time, it's different.

Because Ian had guessed that the amount of medicine Hunter put in his coffee might not be working on Haley.With Haili's skills, it would be easy for him to leave that house.But now Haili was stuck here with him.

Ian didn't need to use his brain to know that Haley did it on purpose.

If Hunter ever wanted to prove anything, maybe Haley did too.

For this lunatic, in order to chase the answer he wants, he will pay anything!

"You finally said it." Haili still sat firmly in front of him, without any fear or trembling, "You don't want me to appear in your life. Because I messed up your track and deviated from the direction of your life .Because you can't restrain yourself at all. Even if I didn't send you a letter or appear in front of you in those eight years, you can't treat me as if I don't exist in this life. You will imagine that I have become What does it look like, like an ordinary person or become a devil. Is there anyone by my side to watch over me, is there anyone who can see through the madness under my smile... Is there anyone who can protect me. "

Ian's fingers had to be very hard to stop Haley from pulling the trigger.

His heart was beating wildly, and sometimes he didn't understand what it was that made one person know another so well.

He could only raise his hand, he could never really kill him.

He could even imagine how desperate he would be if someone pointed a gun at this madman.

And Haili had already understood all of this, so he could sit in front of him swaggeringly.

This gun has lost its meaning.

Just as he was about to snap the safety off, Haley snatched the gun away with a twist of his wrist.

He stood up suddenly and took two steps back, out of Ian's arm's length.

Hunter's voice came again, "I said Agent Connor couldn't shoot. To be honest, I actually expect Agent Connor to survive. Otherwise, there is really nothing new."

Hailey backed away, laughing, and sat down against the wall at the other end of the car.He didn't point the gun at Ian, but put it beside him.

"Hey, Ian, why don't you be honest and tell me that you'll never forget the time I got hit by a shotgun bullet. You held my chest so hard, you scared my blood from between your fingers Flow away, you are looking at me more seriously than ever."

Ian looked at Haili coldly, and said lightly: "So? Are you going to shoot me? Then hold my chest and watch me seriously to see God?"

The air was already hot, and Ian didn't know how long they had fainted here.But talking like this is obviously a waste of oxygen.

At this time, Xie Mo's voice came, looking a little impatient.

"Gentlemen, Hunter and I have had enough of your game of handing that gun back and forth. Survival is a cruel thing, and it cannot be conceded. Your men have been looking for me And Hunter, it also limits the time to let one of you out. I'll give you 10 minutes, and after 10 minutes, if you two are still alive, then I'm sorry, Hunter and I are going away, you rot in this In the big box?"

"Oh... 10 minutes, how generous of them." Haley shrugged.

Ian closed his eyes and leaned against the wall.

"Won't you come up and grab this gun from me?" Haley asked.

"I'm tired and want to sleep. If you're going to shoot, end up aiming at my head instead of my chest, don't waste my oxygen time."

Haley shook his head.

"I'll wait. Do you think someone will find us when the 10th minute comes?"

"You mean Fern Keating?"

"uh-huh."

They can track Hunter and Shemer's location based on their mobile phones.

"Minute 1 has passed. Let me remind you that Hunter and I are not fools. We know your tracking technology well. We have long since thrown away each other's phones and yours."

Ian looked calm.He didn't care what Hayley would do anymore.The ending is nothing more than a few possibilities.

Hailey turned his face slightly, as if to see Ian's expression clearly.

He took a slight breath, as if he had just tasted a glass of mellow old wine, with the aftertaste lingering on his tongue.

"I still remember the first time I saw you. Your headlights were shining on me, and I couldn't see your face until you got out of the car. You had a pair of determined eyes, the same as I had seen before that day. Every man is different. They see that I am either a pity or a great giver. They may want to lead me out of the woods and be my savior, but they forget that they are just an ordinary ant under God's feet. And The first time I saw you, I knew that you would be able to take me away. You never asked me if I was tired, if I was scared, or what happened to me. All you cared about was how to let us Two survived. No sympathy, sharp and purposeful."

Ian closed his eyes.

"I'm following you, grabbing your skirt, but you don't know that what I really want to grab is your hand. I want to know if it's as warm as I thought it would be. I want to know Will it hold me tightly, even if death comes, it will not let go."

Ian's eyelashes trembled slightly, but remained silent.

"The second minute has passed. Time is running out, tick tock. Hunter and I have filled up the car." The reminder came again.

"Two minutes go by so fast, I hope our people are already on their way." Haley raised his chin at Ian.

"If you don't say a few words, you can save yourself a lot of oxygen." Ian said calmly.

Haili rubbed his chin, as leisurely as ever, but his voice was cold and gloomy: "Actually, you've been suspicious of me all this time, Ian. In the years I was with the 'Hunter', I actually Enjoyed it. I mean at least much better than living with my stepdad. Every time I show up on the road weak and helpless, someone is always playing God. Only when they also fall prey to the 'hunters' , suddenly showed a different expression. Terrified, even more helpless than me. When they left me and ran away in panic, they didn't remember seeing me at all as a promise to me. What will take me home , will let me see my parents, everything will get better once in a while...all nonsense. What I like most is the transformation at that moment. Every time I see their hypocrisy and cowardice clearly. In this sense Say, I am not a victim of the 'hunters', but their accomplice."

"I don't need to know this." Ian's fingers slowly clenched.

Hunter's reminder sounded: "Although Agent Russell's story has no beginning and no end, it sounds exciting. But I still want to remind you that 3 minutes have passed. Agent Russell, decided to leave early , otherwise even if you kill Agent Connor, there may be no one to save you."

Haili was unmoved, his eyes extended in the carriage, as if the short distance of two or three meters became longer than a lifetime.

"You have been suspecting my motives for killing my stepfather, so keep me away from me. In fact, you are right. From a legal point of view, it is self-defense. Whether it is in the NYPD or the FBI file, that It's all been characterized. But when my stepdad grabbed my leg and wouldn't let me go, I really wanted to thank God! Because the tighter he pulled me, the more reason I had to smack him. Deep down, I don't want him to live."

Ian slowly opened his eyes and looked at Haili opposite him.

That was the Haili he had never seen before, smiling purely, with some sadness in his eyes and more reluctance.

"Agent Russell, we understand that you want to tell Agent Connor all your secrets before shooting, but 4 minutes have passed. Shemer and I are very disappointed that you have been so calm. We decided to shorten the time, there is still one minute, if you still can't shoot, Shemer and I will leave." Hunter's voice sounded again.

Haley shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't care about Hunter and Shemer at all.

"Ian, I thank you for saving me, not that you took me away from the 'hunters', but that you made me sick of that life, that idea of ​​wanting to destroy something, that see-through Smug. And... don’t spoil Evan too much, don’t let him become another me.”

"what?"

When Ian noticed that Haili seemed to be telling his last words, he suddenly understood.

"Haley - what are you going to do!"

Ian rushed up, and Haley had already aimed the gun at his head and pulled the trigger.

There was a crisp "click", so clear in this narrow space.

At that moment, the heart burst open, and something escaped from Ian's brain, which could no longer be restrained.

Hailey's eyes widened, but the bullet did not come out of the chamber.

Standing less than an arm's length away from him, Ian let out a breath.

Hailey couldn't believe it and squeezed the trigger again, once, twice, three times... still no bullet came out of the chamber.

"Don't try again. It won't work." Ian looked at Haley.

Haili lowered his head and quickly ejected the magazine, only to realize that there was not even a bullet in it.

"I said, it's useless." Ian slowly stepped back, returned to his original position and sat down.

Haili raised his head, shrugged his shoulders and laughed wildly, "There are no bullets? Haha...hahaha..."

Hunter's voice came again, "Of course there are bullets in the gun. The question is, where is it hidden. But Agent Russell, your reaction really exceeded our expectations. You will sacrifice for the other party." Yourself? This is not quite what I imagined for you. So I discussed it with Shermer and I will give you one last minute. A minute can change a lot. Agent Russell, you still have time to find the bullet. Kill Save yourself and save your partner, or change your mind and kill your partner to save yourself! The timer starts!"

Hunter seemed to be still looking forward to the outcome that Haley would kill Ian.

For them, in the last minute, there will be countless reversals.Everyone, given another chance to make a life-and-death choice, may not make the same choice again.

Ian sneered, but Haley came over with a gun in his hand.

"Hey, you don't really believe what they say, do you?"

"Where did you hide the bullets? Since you found this gun, you deliberately took the bullets behind my back, right! Where are the bullets!"

Hailey stepped forward and grabbed Ian's hands, and Ian clenched his fists.

"Hand over the bullet!"

"55, 54, 53..." Hunter was counting the seconds above his head, and every number hit the narrow compartment.

Haili's strength was astonishing, he picked up Ian's fingers one by one, the degree of persistence was completely beyond Ian's imagination.

In order not to let him break his hand, Ian used so much force that his fingers turned white, he clenched his teeth, and even his face turned red.

"Let go! Give me the bullets!"

Hailey was crazy, his eyes stared at Ian's hand, and he even broke his finger and dislocated it.

"42, 41, forty..."

He opened both of Ian's hands, and found that the inside was completely empty!Ian clenches his fingers just to pass the time.

Haley ripped his clothes resolutely, looking for any possible hiding places for bullets.

"You must live! No matter what happens, you must live! You can't die here...you can't die in front of me..."

Hailey is possessed, and he will not give up until he finds the bullet.

He tore away Ian's belt, his fingers determined every inch.

"Where's the bullet! Where's the bullet!"

Ian was thrown to the ground by him, raised his head, and met Haili's crazy expression.

"I ask you! Where is the bullet!"

"32, 31, thirty..."

Haili, who was completely impatient, raised his fist and slapped Ian hard on the face, "Where the hell did you hide the bullet!"

And Ian just looked at him coldly, and said calmly, "Do you really want to blow your own head off?"

Haley raised his head and looked in the direction where Ian had found the gun in the first place.He understood, and rushed towards the box.

Ian turned over, threw Haili down, hugged his waist tightly, and dragged him back.

Haili stretched out his fingers, almost tearing his body apart with great effort, as if Phil was about to break free from the restraints, finally hooked the box and overturned it.A bullet rolled out.

And Ian's brain seemed to be stretched. At that moment, he really wanted to break Haili's arm!

How could he let him die?

Never would.

After listening to him tell those "secrets" that I have already guessed, I will not!

"Eleven, ten, nine..."

Hailey clenched his teeth, tried to kick Ian away, and kicked the ground to get close to the bullet, but Ian slammed onto his back, holding his head with one hand, and slammed him hard with the other. The outstretched arms pressed to the ground.

"Shhhhhhhhh calm down. They won't let us go." Ian's face was expressionless, he put Hailey's head into his chest, and his hand rested on Hailey's forehead He could feel Hailey's tears running through his fingers.

It was so warm that when it seeped out from between the fingers, it gave the illusion of scalding the skin.

That is Hailey's persistence, as well as his struggle and despair.

"Three, two, one... The timer is over. Detective Russell, you really let us down. Shemer and I are leaving. I hope your bodies can be found as soon as possible."

The radio is off.

The whole carriage fell silent.

The only thing that is clear is their heavy breathing and heartbeat.

"Why are you doing this...they will let you go. Only by letting you go can they laugh at the incompetence of the entire FBI!"

Haili was pinned down by Ian in embarrassment, and his fist hit the ground hard, making a muffled sound.

"They won't. Hunter can't prove from us what he wants to prove. And Sheamer is just a pleasure-seeker."

Even at this time, Ian's voice was still calm.

"We'll suffocate in here."

Sensing that Haili had given up on getting the bullet, Ian relaxed his strength slightly and let Haili sit up.

"If you only have a few hours or minutes to live, don't you think it's stupid to complain about your suicide failure here? Besides, don't you want to prove it to me?"

Ian stretched out his hand, and his fingers slowly slid across Haili's face, wiping away his tears.

"Prove what?" Haili lowered his head, his hair hanging down, covering his eyes.

"Proving nothing matters anymore. It's just that the results are more expensive."

"You shouldn't have taken the bullet out."

"Because I won't let you prove that result." Ian turned his face sideways, and the previous indifference was no longer on his lips.His fingers flicked lightly on the tip of Haley's nose.

Haley paused, slowly raised his face, showing an almost surprised expression, "You have never been so gentle to me. Even eight years ago, when I was still a child, you would only speak ill to me Face each other. Stay here if you don’t tell the truth, wait for death if you can’t move.”

"Because now that you're grown up, such threats don't work anymore."

Ian's lips twitched slightly.

Hailey closed his eyes and pressed his head, "Oh, my God...God, why do I feel like I'm being pampered by you like a child now?"

"Are you a child? How could the guy who broke my three fingers be a child?"

Ian only heard two knocks, and Ian pressed back his dislocated finger. His expression of gnashing his teeth revealed that it was indeed in severe pain.

"Now what do we do..." Haley put his head between his legs and threw the gun aside.