Sick roommate observation notes

"Why are you taking the blame for Lucadias Gabriel?"

In the interrogation room, Agent Field, who no longer read the documents, took off the reading glasses hanging from the bridge of his nose. Those bright light brown eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, making Arian, who was watching him, swallow uncomfortably.

"I," Arian opened his mouth, but it took several seconds before the voice leaked from his throat, "I didn't take the place of anyone's crime, I think I'm guilty, and I surrendered to hope that I can get the punishment I deserve ..."

"The law will not spare anyone who is guilty," Detective Field said sharply, "not only you, but also Lucadias Gabriel."

Arian then showed an illusory smile.For a moment, Agent Field thought that the other party had completely separated from the human world.

He couldn't help but frowned: "Now one of our detectives has been kidnapped by Lucadias Gabriel, in order to rescue him and another innocent woman as soon as possible, we need you to tell us everything you know about the case without reservation , which can help expedite the progress of our case."

The blonde lowered his eyes sleepily: "I need time to think about it."

"How much longer do you need to think about it? One hour? One day? Or are you never going to tell the truth?" Now that time is running out, the lives of the two in the live broadcast room are more likely to be in danger, and Agent Field is lost. To persuade the other party to be patient, "We don't have time to guess why you turned yourself in now, and we don't know why you want to hide the truth, but the longer you spend, the more likely Sean and that woman will die!"

Agent Field knew that the blond angel in front of him might also be a desperado with blood on his hands, just like Lucadias Gabriel.

But so what?

Judging from what happened some time ago, this envoy probably has classified Shen Lu as a friend, so Agent Field is betting that after this envoy hears that his friend has died, his conscience will overcome other negative emotions , Prompting him to reveal everything he wanted to take to prison without telling the truth.

As he expected, after hearing that Shen Lu was in danger, the eyes of the blond angel wavered a little and said, "You...why are you so sure that Sean's life will be in danger?"

"Lucadias Gabriel is live," Agent Field said succinctly, "everyone in the studio can see."

So Arian calmed down, he lost control of his emotions, his arms gradually began to tremble, and there was a hint of sadness on his face as if his faith had been shattered.

The delicate and complicated emotional changes of the blond god made Agent Field feel a little troublesome. He got up from the seat, and while he was getting ready to apply for torture to extract a confession, he told the other party in an extremely indifferent voice: "I can give you another You have five minutes to think about it."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, Arian said awkwardly behind him: "Please sit down, I am willing to talk."

Agent Field paused as he left. He glanced back at the blond envoy with unclear eyes, then sat back on the seat, and raised his chin to signal the envoy to start as soon as possible.

Arian clenched his hands tightly into fists, as if this would calm his uncontrolled arm nerves: "Actually, I vaguely guessed that Lucas might be the murderer who killed them, but I just didn't want to believe it."

"Guess?" Agent Field's eyes darkened, "You mean you have no knowledge of what he did?"

Arian nodded, then his neck stiffened, then he shook his head and said, "No, it's my fault that they died after all."

"Barton Hunter, Amanda Gill, and Katou Florey, the three of them are very loyal believers, and occasionally stay for a while after weekend services to confess their crimes to me," the blond god made his pupils empty, as if recalling, "as a As a qualified envoy of God, I cannot tell others their secrets without the permission of believers, but sometimes, their experiences are really touching."

"Lucas is my third-year junior. I met him when I was invited back to school to attend the Freshman Ceremony. Our relationship has never been cracked, and we have become each other's best friends. So when he asked me curiously, When it came to confessing, I hesitated for a long time and told him."

Arian clearly remembers that when Lucas just graduated from the seminary a year ago, he still liked to call himself "Senior". Every time he came to M City for an internship, he would quietly stick to his senior; As a junior, I indulged the other party to follow me, and by the way, explained to the other party the details of the work of the envoy from time to time.

On the surface, many people may think that he is very capable at work, not only can manage the work well, but also guide his juniors by the way, but the truth is more realistic, that is, he is not as good at work as he appears on the surface.

It is not an easy task to constantly face the negative emotions of others, and it will bring some psychological pressure to people more or less.For Arian, who is an envoy of God, he not only has to deal with believers with changeable emotions, but also needs to find time to listen to the dirty past of some believers.

You even have to smile and tap the foreheads of believers with two fingers, and comfort them with gentle tones—if you work hard to change in the future, Heavenly Mother will definitely forgive you.

"So, senior, are you distressed by their confession?" After listening to Barton Hunter's confession that day, his junior quickly noticed the clue from his facial expression, "Did they do something illegal? Like this Wouldn't it be better to report them?"

"No, not really," Arian shook his head with a wry smile, "He didn't commit a crime, he just did something excessive against his family and company..."

"If the senior thinks it's too much, then it's probably really too much." Lucas uncomfortably tugged at the neckline of the clergyman's black robe that covered his chin. "But who is the person who makes the senior so entangled?"

Arian fell silent helplessly, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Lucas in a low voice: "Remember, keeping secrets for believers is a rule that angels must abide by."

"That's right," Arian softly bent his brows, reached out and rubbed the other's piercing short hair, "And the most important thing for us priests is to cultivate our hearts. Anyway, I am still young, and I haven't reached the level of being able to tolerate everything. The realm is also normal, you don't need to pay too much attention to my emotions."

"But the senior must be under a lot of pressure. I really want to share some pressure for you," the brown-haired young man looked up at the blond angel. Frustration is hidden in it, "You don't need to tell me the details of that person, just tell me who he is, and complain to me about the part that can be told, can't it just be like this..."

Lucas looked at him with concern that he couldn't refuse.

So the blond envoy thought, if he only revealed a little to his best friend, it shouldn't have much impact, right?

After that, Barton Hunter never came to their Tianmu Yard again, and he didn't know if it was because he had exposed his weakness and chose not to set foot in this place again.

On the contrary, Arian smelled a strong smell of blood when his elementary school brother came to the office to find him one morning.

Arian, who had a special desire for sadism and blood, swallowed with difficulty: "Lucas, it smells like blood. Did you get hurt and didn't tell me?"

"Blood, the smell of blood?" The brown-haired trainee priest stared slightly in surprise, and in the next moment he showed a faint introverted smile, and obediently stretched out his arms to Arian, "Probably processed the whole sheep at home this morning." It must have smelled from time to time, and I didn't have time to wash off the bloody smell when I rushed out... It should be that only two hands smell bloody, senior, do you want to smell it?"

Such a speech was like sexual harassment to him, Arian waved his hands with reddish ears: "No, no need, as long as you don't feel uncomfortable when you smell it."

"Okay, senior," Lucas nodded with a faint smile, and then bowed slightly to Arian, "Then I'll leave to do my own work."

"So you just believed him," Agent Field frowned disapprovingly at the recollection, "and never had a suspicion?"

"Mr. Police Officer," Arian said helplessly and sadly, "I can't tell the difference between the smell of animal blood and human blood."

Although thinking about it now, the smell of sheep blood should be much more stinky than human blood, but why did he associate his best friend with the word "murderer" all of a sudden?

"The No.2 deceased, Amanda Gill, didn't you feel anything wrong with her disappearance?"

The blond angel's eyes dimmed: "So, their deaths are all my fault... That was already half a year ago. After Amanda Gill disappeared, I smelled blood on Lucas again."

But that time, the brown-haired black-robed clergyman trembled, and gently raised the wide sleeves of the black robe, revealing a bloody wound nearly fifteen centimeters long, and confided to Arian with tears in his eyes: " Senior, I accidentally cut my arm with a knife, it hurts so much."

The wound and blood made Arian almost lose control of his desire again. After a while, all doubts in his mind were thrown away, and he turned around and took the wound medicine from the cabinet shelf to bandage Lucas.

Yeah, since it was cut by a knife, don't go any further - that part of Arian's bloodthirsty factor whispered to him.

"You have read my mental report, and you probably know that my mental state is getting worse and worse these days." Looking back at this moment, Arian had his usual gentle smile on his face, but a tear slid down his cheek, "I follow my own evil thoughts, and I don't want to believe that Lucas might do something wrong, because he is just an innocent person implicated by fate, he is so sensitive, and he is so dependent on me..."

"But I ignored it. People like me who are willing to be friends with me, how can they be ordinary people?"

While the two men were talking in the interrogation room, on the other end, Arvin and others squatted in the conference room, watching the screen broadcast in the live broadcast room in fear.

"It's been so long, the medicine should have taken effect." The man in black stretched out his hand and slapped the woman on the table hard, slapping her from a half-dream and half-awake state. It's been two or three times, and this is the first time I've seen someone who can fall asleep on the dissection table..."

Some viewers watching the live broadcast sent malicious "hahaha" in the chat box.

Kelly bit her lip, stared at the screen and nervously called the technical department: "Excuse me, haven't you cracked the live broadcast location yet?"

"It's not so fast," Lennon Campbell on the other side of the phone scratched his head, and inadvertently pulled a few long platinum-blond hairs from his head. He was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help wondering if he was in a middle-aged hair loss crisis. There was a bit of depression when he spoke, "The people under me are indeed experts in information security, but they are almost all defensive talents, and few of them will do things to attack other people's websites..."

Sounds plausible, but it's just an excuse, Lennon Campbell thought calmly, a lie made to do one last favor to some trash ex-teammate.

He has partnered with that guy Qin Qiu for a long time, even if he has a lot of disagreements with the other party, he can still guess the other party's thoughts to some extent. The location of Shen Lu was quickly found out, so Shen Lu's life was basically safe. Under such a premise, Qin Qiu still decided to risk being caught to save him, which shows that the other party has some plans to go to this point To get the desired result.

In this case, let him delay for a while, anyway, we have been fighting for our dreams together for so many years.

Lennon Campbell couldn't help sighing in his heart, he is really a good person who values ​​feelings!

"Then," Kelly, who doesn't know much about computers, inadvertently caught a glimpse of the sinking road trying to break free from the knot in the lower right corner of the video, and cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead, "How long will it take before we hear any news?"

"Don't worry, miss, we are already working hard here," Lennon Campbell said sincerely, but his expression was extremely perfunctory, "As soon as there is a result, we will notify you immediately. If you keep calling now, it will affect our cracking progress. .”

Kelly, who was stunned, could only hang up the phone resentfully, and went back to the small sofa to sit side by side with Arvin to continue watching the show. Soon after, they watched Shen Lu in the corner of the video using the knowledge he had learned during the induction training The rope that bound his hands was gradually broken free.

"..." Kelly and Arvin turned their gazes pretending to be calm, and saw a series of ellipsis in the chat box of the live broadcast room, and someone reminded the man in black in a surprised tone—wake up , your most satisfying highlight is about to run, hey!

But these viewers were wrong. Shen Lufei’s effort to break free from the rope was not for his own escape. After all, he was still suffering from the aftereffects of inhaling gaseous anesthetics. , Even if you really want to run, you probably won't be able to get out.

Therefore, Shen Lu's primary position for himself is actually a time delayer. In the process of delaying time, as long as there is no physical restraint, he can gain as much initiative as possible in the game.

When the man in black noticed the audience chatting and gradually turned back, Shen Lu's brain was spinning rapidly, calculating what kind of opening line would be most beneficial to him...

The moment he finally met the eyes of the man in black, Shen Lu suddenly smiled. This smile is like a mixture of false and real contradictions, but in terms of temperament, he looks very much like he has just been entangled with himself for a while now. A roommate surnamed Qin who has been around for more than a year: "This is the second time we have met. Since we are so destined, let's make a bet, Lucadias."