Sick roommate observation notes

In the slums of country C, there are all marginalized people who have no money, no power, and low birth. Many of them make a living by stealing, cheating and robbing. This situation has made the residents of the slums reach a consensus, that is When you see your neighbors robbing fat sheep, you must not call the police, otherwise it will easily cause trouble for the entire community, and it will make these bad-smelling residents hate you.

Therefore, even though the gangsters have been rampant in the slums for many years, they have never been caught in a police station. The experience of being caught this time made them grit their teeth, and they wished to pay all the price to find out the idiot who called the police , and then let that idiot never have a chance to appreciate the morning sun again before going to jail for good.

They have a lot of anger in their hearts, but they can't find the culprit to vent their anger, so when a brown-haired man comes to the door, all they think is "some unlucky guy has appeared and we can vent our anger." "The supreme pleasure.

Several gangsters looked at each other and smiled, and then two of them overturned the unsuspecting brown-haired man to the ground, and then the young man who often occupied the dominant position stretched out his right leg and stepped on the side of the man's face, in a seemingly gentle manner. In fact, the ferocious force slowly crushed the man's face.

"Hey, Malcolm, tell me, do you think it feels good to be trampled under our feet?" The young man smiled wantonly, his malicious eyes almost piercing the brown-haired man's body, "If you say it's good, I'll let them How about letting go of you?"

They were also residents of the slums, but the gangsters had no intention of being kinder to the brown-haired man.

They saw this man as an outlier who had suddenly broken into their community.

It's not like they haven't invited men to join their team a few months ago, but this man rejected them without any tact, and even looked at them with a hint of disdain in his eyes-damn, this man thought Can't they see it? It's clearly the look of disgust that those bosses and ladies who reject them will show them when they wander in other areas in broad daylight—and the person under their feet is just a man who just got out of prison Murderer, his flesh and blood are as filthy as what they own, where did he have the guts to put on such a face in front of them? !

Feeling that the man under his feet clenched his teeth and refused to speak, the gangster in the head sneered and said more forcefully: "Don't say it? I'll give you another chance to say something I want to hear. As long as you say it, we won't beat you later , face is such a life-saving thing, don't you think so, Malcolm?"

After a while, feeling that the man's jaw was loose, the young man moved his foot away, giving the man enough time to adjust his breathing, but after a while, the brown-haired man just asked in a hoarse voice: "A few days ago, Did you hit a black-haired man in the community?"

The man's sudden question made the expressions of the gangsters a little stunned: "Huh?"

A few seconds later, the leader gangster quickly recalled the other party's question, squatted down and patted the man's face, half amused and half contemptuous: "Oh, it seems that there is such a thing, we did rob him The money you got from your friend, and then you smashed his head open, I said, why do you suddenly have the guts to hang around in front of us today, and you have been doing it for a long time because you want to fight for your friend?"

As soon as the words were finished, the gangsters burst into laughter. From their point of view, the man who committed the crime of murder was nothing more than a coward with no charges. , just hide his cowardly self in a shell called "home" like a tortoise, how can such a person have the courage to resist them who have been fighting and robbing in the community all year round?

"To be honest, that friend of yours is quite cute. She seems to be from the Eastern Continent. How can such a stunner take advantage of you, a little dwarf?" The gangster straightened up and kicked the brown-haired man twice, welcoming Looking at the man's angry gaze, he deliberately stimulated the other party with a regretful tone, "It's a pity that the police came too fast that night, otherwise we would definitely snatch him away, and then we will have a good taste of what it would be like for an elite from the Eastern Continent to flirt in bed... ..."

Before the leader of the gangster could finish his sentence, he heard heart-piercing screams from his companion who was pressing down on the brown-haired man, and then the brown-haired man easily escaped their confinement, got up from the ground, and used only his life He stared at him quietly with the gloomy eyes that only the disciples had.

The bastard had a stalk in his heart, and quickly moved his gaze downwards, only then did he realize that the brown-haired man was holding a blood-stained fruit knife, and a companion on his side was kneeling on the ground with his wrists tightly squeezed Screaming and trembling non-stop, shocking bloodstains kept sliding down from his wrist.

At this time, he suddenly realized that he had misjudged the character of this brown-haired neighbor. The other party was not a coward who dared not resist, but a ninja who hid all his emotions. It will burst out as many as possible, and then give the people who bullied him a fatal blow.

A gangster who reacted quickly saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly fled the scene breathing heavily. The rest of them also reacted immediately, and were about to run away from the murder scene when they heard the brown-haired man order in a gloomy tone: " Don't run, or I don't know what I will do to you... You know, I can do anything."

The only gangster who escaped from the scene, after staying away from the alley opposite 2158, quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed the alarm number he thought he would never touch in his life with shaking hands.

When the police officers arrived at the scene, they saw Malcolm Johnson holding a murder weapon against the neck of a gangster, and two gangsters beside him were squatting against the wall in fear. The ground was breathing hard, and a man who was bleeding from his wrist fell to the ground and was unconscious.

"Malcolm Johnson, we are the police! Put down your weapon and let go of your man! Quick!"

Hearing the warning sound, the brown-haired man turned his head to look at the source of the sound, but his eyes did not stay on the policemen with pistols, but after a few searches, he followed the policemen standing behind them. A consultant catches eyes.

"Sean," the man didn't put down the murder weapon as the police warned, but just stared at Shen Lu closely, with a half-crying expression on his face, "I caught them, those who wanted to hurt us, I caught them all .”

However, the distance between the man and Shen Lu was a little far away, so this kind of whisper could not reach Shen Lu's ears, so all the police saw was his refusal to cooperate: "Second warning! Malcolm Johnson, put your hands down!" The weapon in your hand! Then let go of the person in your hand!"

After waiting for a while, the man a few meters away still didn't seem to want to put down the murder weapon, so Hugh sighed irritably: "According to the regulations, if he doesn't let go again, we have to shoot."

"Can you give me a chance to approach Malcolm Johnson to persuade him?" Shen Lu pursed his lips, and asked the other party helplessly, "There should be a few minutes before the ambulance arrives, can you let me stay here?" Persuade him for a few minutes, if he still doesn't want to stop you shoot again, okay?"

Hugh took a deep look at Shen Lu, put away his pistol/gun and called the deputy director for instructions. After a while, he hung up the phone and said with a serious expression: "You only have the time from now until the ambulance arrives here." Time is available, but if Malcolm Johnson makes any changes during this period, we still have to shoot to ensure the safety of the hostages."

"That's enough," Shen Lu squeezed out a grateful smile, "I will try my best to convince him, thank you."

Immediately afterwards, Malcolm Johnson saw Shen Lu leaving the police's protection area empty-handed. He was flustered for a moment, and then quickly calmed down.

Shen Lu walked towards the man with a solemn expression. To be honest, he was a little afraid of seeing the scene in front of him. What he was most worried about was that the brown-haired man could not control his emotions under the pressure of the slums, and finally did those things. It hurts others and hurts itself, something that cannot be undone.

What's more, although he didn't hear the brown-haired man muttering to himself just now, he could still guess a little bit from the gangsters in the other party's hands. The other party might have been stimulated after hearing that he was beaten, and they came to these people impulsively. The gangster wants revenge.

Seeing that Shen Lu came to a place about two meters away from him and stopped in his tracks, the brown-haired man's eyes flickered with sadness, and then he said softly to Shen Lu: "Sean, does the wound on your head still hurt?"

"My injury has long since ceased to hurt." Seeing that the man had no intention of hurting the hostage for the time being, Shen Lu persuaded him softly, "Let go of this man, Johnson, don't make the same mistake again and again, I know you are actually You don't want to hurt others, this time you just lost control of your emotions, you don't really want to kill people, right?"

"Sean..." Malcolm whispered Shen Lu's name with some emotion, nodded first, then quickly shook his head and said, "No, I know what I'm doing this time, I really, really want to Hurt them, really want to."

"I hope they can keep their mouths shut forever, I hope they can never hurt people again, so when I realized it, I really did it," the man said, showing a sad expression at the same time. Smiling, "Now I have no way to turn back."

"No, you can still turn around!" The smile fell on Shen Lu's heart coldly, causing his thoughts to become a mess. He took a deep breath, and then said anxiously, "The ambulance is on its way. , They will be fine by then! And they have already been brought to court, and they will be sentenced to at least three years in prison if there is no accident, and the law will allow them to be punished accordingly! So there is no need for you to do anything to them what?"

Hearing that Malcolm's expression was a little shaken, but he still didn't put down the knife in his hand, but said in a low tone: "You don't understand."

At the same time, the gangster who was held hostage by him with a knife suddenly shouted excitedly: "Damn, don't you really understand why he stabbed us with a knife?! This fucking fag, he has been threatening us just now! To you..."

"Shut up!" Malcolm interrupted the bastard who suddenly spoke up loudly, the hand holding the knife couldn't help shaking, "Did you hear that, if you don't want to die, just shut up!"

"Johnson, don't get excited!" Shen Lu finally decided to admit the fact that the man has his own responsibility for all this, and closed his eyes sadly, "I know what he wants to say, I am actually very grateful that you are willing to think about me, real."

"But no matter what, you shouldn't hurt others for me. Put down the knife, okay? As long as you put down the knife now, it's not too late," he suddenly opened his eyes, and the black eyes Full of prayers, "Compared to being robbed by them, I am more afraid that your hands will be stained with human life. Prison is not suitable for human survival for a long time. Do you want to go back to prison again, Johnson?"

"Don't thank me," the air around was silent for a moment, and then the brown-haired man murmured, "I know, I know you're actually mad at me for hurting these bastards, and I know it myself You didn't do it right, so you don't have to force yourself to be so nice to me."

"No, don't think about it. You are so impulsive because of my injustice. How can I be angry with you because of this?" Shen Lu shook his head, smiled and stretched out a hand to the man. The emotional loopholes that come out guide the other party, "I still firmly believe that you are a good person, and I believe that you can put down the knife. I believe in you so much, so you have to believe in yourself, okay?"

"Sean, I'm actually very scared. I'm afraid that what I've done is irreversible." The man didn't abandon the murder weapon as Shen Lu said, but he finally couldn't help showing his emotions after a while, "I'm afraid that my relatives will You will feel that I have become a murderous demon, and I am afraid that you will think that I am hopeless, and you will ignore me from now on, and you will even hate me and hate me..."

A soreness suddenly surged in Shen Lu's heart: "No, you are not a villain in the first place, so they won't think you are a devil, and I won't ignore you."

Malcolm Johnson looked expectant, and said in a trembling tone, "Really?"

Shen Lu nodded, and poured all his strength into these two words with tenderness: "Really."

Hearing that the man stopped talking, he just quietly watched Shen Lu with his red eyes, and a moment later a relieved smile bloomed on his face: "Okay, then I'll let him go."

Against the background of the approaching ambulance siren, the brown-haired man removed the murder weapon on the gangster's neck, stretched out his hand and pushed the gangster who was still trembling, and then put the fruit knife together with the His right hand was placed in Shen Lu's hand.

The moment the man put the knife into the young man's hand, a gunshot rang out.

The brown-haired man's smiling expression was fixed on his face like this, and then he took a step back and covered his chest, and slowly fell down along the stained walls in the alley.