Love Killer

Feng Zhannuo just laughed off this sentence, but Feston seemed to be telling the truth and didn't mean to be joking at all.

During the days when Feng Zhannuo was lying on the hospital bed, he often appeared, and by the time he appeared for the second time, he had already cleaned himself up, with neat short hair, a well-fitting suit, and a shrewd and capable appearance. See is a model of the elite.

Feng Zhannuo couldn't do without a few words of praise. Fieston's tense face would relax when he saw him, and he smiled at him while peeling a piece of fruit, "Don't give me a broken smile, you'll have to wait until you recover from your injury." go back."

"Oh? This will make me go back?" Taking the apple, he wondered if it was sarcasm or something else.

"You are now Corell Burke, a death row inmate, and you will have to go back to prison after getting the doctor's permission." Looking at Feng Zhannuo's bloody face, Feston answered very officially.

"If someone else would believe your words, because you always look so credible, but you are in front of me." Feston will put him back to prison so easily?Feng Zhannuo made a disapproving expression, "No one wants to have an accident, but this is the way it is, you have to pay a price before you want to get something."

Feston glanced at him, "The price is too high."

It was beyond what he could bear, even though he could be very relaxed now, but looking back at the mood at that time, it cannot be described in a few words, Feston does not believe that Feng Zhannuo will not feel it, he just does not want to let the atmosphere become heavy.

He always takes everything lightly, no matter how ordinary they seem to him.

"You almost died, you'd better not tell me that the price is worth it." The gray eyes met Shangfeng Zhannuo's gaze, "No matter what Drem Gran means to you, I hope to give Neilfei to him You don't want to see him again after that."

"Are you restricting my freedom of movement?" Feng Zhannuo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Feston does not deny, "Only in this way can you get away from the past and start over."

"Ha, start again?" His laughter was full of mockery, but Feston nodded, "I made a mistake, I thought you would figure it out yourself one day, until I found out that you never thought about it, you Always live in the present and never think about the future."

"If you don't think about it, only I will think about it for you. I have tolerated you for too long. You don't like being restrained. You are used to an exciting life. I will let you do all of this, but from now on the situation has changed, whether you like it or not. , your actions will be restricted by me until I feel that you will not cause trouble."

In the eyes of the FBI, anything a criminal does is causing trouble. Feng Zhannuo can see from Feston's eyes that he is serious about what he said. A flash of metallic reflection passed by.

Feston is always very rational, Feng Zhannuo tried to reason with him, "What's wrong with living in the moment?"

Stuffing the half-eaten apple into Feston's mouth, he clapped his hands, "I'm the kind of person who lives in the moment. You knew from the beginning that if you want someone who may die in a corner of the earth anytime, anywhere When people think about it, it's unrealistic."

Putting down the fruit, Feston frowned, and raised Feng Zhannuo's sneering face, "I don't like to hear such words, I wanted you to settle down from the beginning, you know that, so don't tell me What is unrealistic, with me here, you have to think about the future, you will live, and where I am, I will not allow you to say anything about death."

"Don't worry, it's not so easy for me to die." Because of his self-confidence, Feng Zhannuo never shy away, "But this is not up to you, if something happens to me, no one can change the ending .”

Feston didn't seem to want to argue with him, stood up from the edge of the bed, picked up the coat at the foot of the bed, "I won't let you get into trouble."

He left after speaking, Feng Zhannuo was sure about what he was busy with recently, he hoped he was trying to get him to see Gran.

Because of this accident, Feston did soften his attitude, but he also has his own considerations. He will let Feng Zhannuo be discharged from the hospital early. If a person cannot move freely, he must rely on the help of others no matter how much he thinks. , then he will have more reasons to supervise Feng Zhannuo's actions.

If he insisted on monitoring, he could accept it. In short, he would not let him do anything dangerous again.

From another perspective, if other people, or this "ghost" is not someone that Feston values, he will not think it is dangerous. It can even be assumed that Feston will appreciate this killer very much before he really gets to know the ghost. Bold and smart.

But now, sometimes he wishes he could be a little more timid and stupid, so that he doesn't have to spend so much energy worrying about what he did again, worrying that he accidentally fell into someone else's hands.

A few days later, Feston handled the discharge procedures for Feng Zhannuo. Since his back muscles could not be stretched temporarily, Feng Zhannuo, who could only sit in a wheelchair, was going back to the prison. to the destination.

But what surprised him was that the route back this time was different from what he knew, it was in another direction, and if Feston was in front of him, he would definitely ask him what was going on.

Although he already has the answer in his heart, this route, this direction of travel, are all approaching his real destination, and this place has been his destination since he was planned to be arrested - the prison where Gran was held, here is called Luf In Sri Lanka, the prisoners were once overcrowded, and there were several riots.

Feston did it for him, Feng Zhannuo couldn't help showing a smile, the prison guard was opposite him, looking at him inexplicably, "Hey, what are you laughing at?"

"Is it illegal to laugh?" There was only a smile in his blue eyes. The folded wheelchair was next to Feng Zhannuo's right leg. He saw a few things on it, one of which seemed to be a photo. Photo.

"Where's Feston Al-Qaeda?" He asked suddenly, and the prison guard was taken aback by him, "What?"

"Don't play dumb with me, what benefit did he give you? Say good things to the warden for you, or give money directly?" He asked with a half-smile, and the prison guard looked at the driver in front of him, and lowered his voice amid the sound of the engine The voice retorted angrily, "That's not the case!"

"You are not an emergency nurse. In addition to allowing me to bring my personal belongings, I also considered my injuries. I don't think prison guards are such good people, or did you work as a nurse before? My luck is really good." He chose raised an eyebrow.

Under his sarcasm, the prison guard gritted his teeth and stared at him, "The FBI has a handle on me. He told me to take good care of you on the way to prison. If anything happens before I get there, he will take care of you." Will shake out my business!"

Feng Zhannuo snapped his fingers and straightened the blanket on his legs, "I knew it."

The job of this prison guard should be to accept bribes, or to help prisoners transport drugs and sell them in the prison. Prison guards are also human, so there is no reason not to be indifferent to temptation. Feston must grasp the weakness and let them work for him. It's not difficult at all to do things.

He is, after all, the Caesar of the FBI.

But even though things were arranged, Feston himself didn't show up, so he should still be a little unhappy.

Feng Zhannuo decided that as long as the situation calms down, he will make good compensation to Fieston, and I believe they will have a big debt to settle by then.

After driving for two days, the prison guards would take him to the hospital at night, and there would be someone guarding the door when he got there. These seemed to have been arranged long ago, and there was no need to ask who was behind the scenes.

When the car arrived at Rufus prison smoothly, the person who had been paying attention to the driving situation along the way sent out a signal. When Hecate received it, Stephanie immediately called Feston, and the bell rang only once before being picked up. .

"how is he?"

"Of course it arrived safely." With so many people following and protecting, it's no wonder something happened. Stephanie sprayed her lips on the other end of the phone.

"Is the road going well?" Feston seemed eager to know the details.

"Want me to report to you one by one? I only helped because of Ian's business. Hecate is not a dog of the FBI. If you want to know the details, you should send your own people. I am only responsible for telling you. As a result, don’t forget that.” Stephanie didn’t dislike Feston, but she never liked government agencies.

"The action of the ST team is too eye-catching, and you need the help of your Hecate people in this matter." Feston said very directly, "We can make a deal, you help me, and I will help you, Hecate Carter hid it very well, but still left a lot of traces, I can tell you how much information the FBI has about you."

"What can I help you with?" She had to be cautious when dealing with the FBI. Even if the other party was Feston, Stephanie did not let down her vigilance.

"You help me is the same as helping him." Feston's words hit the nail on the head. "I will not do anything against Ian, and it will not cause you any loss. We can talk about the details."

"Deal." Stephanie agreed after thinking about it for a while.

The information about Hecate in Feston's hands may not be very important, but it is very necessary to know how much the Federal Bureau of Investigation knows about them. In case of any situation, Hecate can make early preparations.

After finishing the business, she jokingly asked before hanging up the phone, "He's going to see Gran soon, aren't you worried?"

"What are you worried about?" Feston didn't seem to know what she meant.

"That's Drum Gran. Ian took the risk because of him. Don't tell me you think it's nothing. That's Gran. Did you know that Ian had worked with him before?" Stephanie asked intentionally. He, Feston did not answer on the other end of the phone.

Feng Zhannuo never said this, but it didn't change Feston's opinion, "If there was something between them, it would have already been there, and Gran was his only memorable partner in the past, what should I do? Are you preventing them from meeting?"

"I'll let him pay off his previous debts. As for the future—" Fiston sneered on the phone, "I won't let him make fun of his own life, it's mine."

Feng Zhannuo didn't know that his life was no longer his own. Someone was declaring that it belonged to him, but even if he knew, he would only say that it was nothing. Anyway, Feston's life was in his hands, and he would always It can result in his words.

A certain killer never suffers.

Now he has traded a danger for the best chance, not that he intentionally let himself get that knife, but looking at it from another point of view, using this matter to soften: Feston's attitude is not in vain.

When Feston was also on his side, he could already foresee the final result.

It was dark at night in Rufus Prison, it was already past dinner time when he was brought in, and of course he had already eaten, the corridor was quiet.

Passing through the doors, the door of a cell was opened, and Feng Zhannuo was pushed in by the prison guards. The prison guards had been told what to do, and when they left, they reported the identity of the new roommate in front of Feng Zhannuo, "23- a-1025, John Leonard, jailed for robbery and murder."

There's a man sitting there folding paper, and that's Glen-Drim.Gran.