slip through the net [criminal investigation]

After experiencing the burning fire that is difficult to describe in words, he can always recognize him at a glance, and then say: "Ah Cheng, do you feel pain?"

With just this one sentence, he couldn't do anything anymore.

There are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the world, and there are hundreds of millions of living beings. How could he have met such a Jiang Huan!

He had no choice but to endure the severe pain of the steel nails and iron plates in his body and dragged Jiang Huan to a further place: "You just stay here, I will deal with you later!"

When Jiang Huan heard the words, he suddenly became mad again. He scratched his own cheek, leaving bloodstains on Junxiu's face, and even scratched into his eyelids. The blood and tears just mixed together from the scratched wound. Rolled down, and then hit the back of the head against the wall forcefully, the scar that hadn't fully healed was smudged with a deep red blood again: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

"Jiang Huan! Look at me, I am Ying Cheng, Jiang Huan!"

But this time, after all, even his elixir didn't work.Jiang still didn't seem to feel pain at all, and didn't know what he was doing. He couldn't hear anything, and couldn't see anything clearly.

—he himself is the prison.

Ying Cheng could only put his palm behind his head to stop him from self-harming, but suddenly he could clearly distinguish a gunshot from the explosion, and then a flower of blood exploded in front of his eyes, splashing blood and tears on the river. Blend on face.

Only then did he realize that he felt a pain in his shoulder, and he fell down and sat down in front of Jiang Huan, completely blocking him. When he turned his head, as expected——

Is it "X"?

85. Redemption

"X" missed a single shot and immediately turned around and ran away.Ying Cheng stood up almost subconsciously and wanted to chase after him, but when he saw that Jiang was still delirious, he gritted his teeth and handcuffed him to the iron pipe behind him to prevent him from hurting himself, and then covered his wounded body. Shoulder chased in that direction.

The cold touch of the handcuffs made Jiang Huan, whose blood was boiling fiercely, sober for a short time.

Yingcheng's fiery blood splashed on his pupils, and was washed away by his hot tears. His eyes were confused, and everything he saw was a sea of ​​blood.

He had a splitting headache, and vaguely remembered the flowery rubber bands on his wrists when he was a child. One second, the children were still laughing and laughing, but the next second, they were shedding blood and tears, and the devil rushed up and grabbed him by the throat. The illusion was too real. He struggled in pain, but his hands were handcuffed and he couldn't move.

"Don't come... come! It's an illusion... I can... don't..."

"Little friend, who are you telling to go away?" Ma Qiong was still glamorous. She squatted in front of Jiang Huan with a smile, and her voice was sweet but seductive, "You lie, you cheat, you don't lie at all." Be good, the principal will punish you for not having dinner."

All of Jiang Huan's resistance collapsed under this induction. The fear of his childhood had been carved into his bone marrow. Even if he had covered it up for decades, he couldn't stop this fear from taking root and sprouting and filling his heart in an instant. He struggled even more frantically, as if he had returned to his childhood, and could only cry helplessly: "I don't... no... I don't!"

Ma Qiong smiled brightly like a flower, with tenderness in his eyebrows and eyes, and embraced the trembling Jiang into his arms like a big sister, stroking his blood-soaked hair: "Okay, it's okay, be good , you are the most obedient boy, how can you lie to others, right?"

He was crying in pain, he was so confused that he lost his mind, he only relied on the instinct of a young child to hug her desperately, but Ma Qiong reached out and pulled out a sharp knife from his trouser pocket, his tone suddenly became cold, fierce and He cursed angrily: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! How dare you lie to me! You little bastard! You've all learned badly, and you're all useless. What should a disobedient child do? Set fire to death!" Why don't you die, you are the most disobedient, why are you not dead!"

Jiang still stopped trembling, his face was dripping with tears and blood, his eyes were wide open and his eyes were about to burst, those black pupils that looked like children were filled with disbelief at the moment, the children stood in a row holding hands in front of him, their faces were as blue as Like a ghost, he just looked at him in silence, then approached him suddenly, asking again and again in a childish voice: "Why don't you die...why don't you die!"

"No...no...not me! Not me!"

Ma Qiong stuffed the knife into his palm, and was about to cry: "I'm in so much pain... little brother, I'm in so much pain... why don't you come and save me, little brother, stay with me, you die, this is You owe us, you die..."

"Don't...don't...it's not me..." His hands trembled so much that he could hardly hold the knife steadily, he cried until he was choked up and still shook his head, looking at the children in the hallucination, unable to argue, "It's not me...it's not My fault……"

She held the knife steady, pointed it at his chest, and softly induced: "You are very clear, you are the source of all this suffering, you deserve to die, why are you still alive? Get out!"

He lowered his head, and vaguely saw himself that year - a thin little boy in rags, with a sharp knife in his hand, and a sea of ​​flames in front of his eyes.

kill it.kill yourself.All these hallucinations can be killed, all this can be ended, and he won't have to suffer from this inhuman torture anymore, let's kill.

He was still young that year, and he hadn't met Ying Cheng yet.

At the age of eight, he has no redemption, but he has already carried the deepest sin.

He closed his eyes and finally despaired, and the tip of the knife touched his chest like this.

-

Ah Cheng, I love you.

I will tell you this sentence in my next life.

- "To You".

-

The shot passed Ying Cheng's shoulder. Although blood was dripping, it was not serious. He could still raise the gun enduring the pain, but the factory was full of smoke. When he covered his mouth and nose and walked around the corner, the black figure was gone. , At first thought, I broke out in a cold sweat, no!

No matter whether that person is Lu Weiwei, Qin Yile, or the real "X" himself, they all have good marksmanship to kill Hu Sen with a single shot through the barbed wire from 600 meters away, and kill Chen Guanliang in the blink of an eye before them. Both the autopsy and the trace examination said that the murderer must be a master with a gun. How could it be possible to hit such a miss with one shot?

Unless... it was intentional!

Too bad, Jiang Huan!

He turned around and rushed back, only to be surprised to see Ma Qiong squatting in front of Jiang Huan, holding his hand, trying to help him put the knife into his chest!

"Majun! Put down the knife! Get away from him!"

He turned his head abruptly, and seeing Ying Cheng was holding a gun in his hand, and his shoulder was covered in blood, he was in a panic, and sneered, "So it's Officer Ying."

"I haven't awarded you the Oscar statuette yet, act, will you stop acting?"

Jiang had already lost the ability to resist, so Ma Qiong easily grabbed his knife and stuck it on his neck, coaxing softly: "Okay, good boy, shhh, let's not move around, okay?"

Ying Cheng didn't dare to approach, and tapped the law enforcement recorder on his chest: "New, high-definition, with recording. You held hostages and resisted to the corner, and you are suspected of intentionally hurting others. You can't escape. Put down the knife now, and we will return to you." There is a chance to have a good chat."

"Really?" She opened her eyes wide and pretended to be innocent, tilted her head and even showed a bit of girlish cuteness, but the words she said were extremely sinister, "Do you want to be faster than a knife or a gun?"

Ying Cheng frowned, with a murderous look in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Stay away from him!"

Jiang Huan fell into Ma Qiong's arms, as obedient as a child, Ying Cheng could see his lips moving, but couldn't hear what he was saying, only Ma Qiong looked at him with his head tilted, even though the knife was pressed against his neck Looking at him, his eyes were affectionate, and he seemed to see another handsome young man: "Actually, I like him very much. He is the same as Xiao Sheng. He didn't do anything, but he was the cause of all troubles. On the contrary, he was the most unfair boy." that person."

"Then why did you kill Ma Sheng?"

She was silent for a moment, and then smiled: "Every day since Xiaosheng was born, I have been asking for fairness. I have been begging for more than 20 years only to ask my dad to love us both equally and fairly, but I have been begging for these 20 years. This fairness has not been sought for many years.

I hated him for the rest of my life, he has cancer, if I don't avenge this revenge, I will never have a chance!

He made me.As long as he can have a little bit of fairness, I will not be where I am today.Xiao Sheng...wouldn't die either! "

Ying Cheng took a step closer, and suddenly found Lu Weiwei touching the corner behind Ma Qiong!

Almost in a blink of an eye, he chose to trust. His heart was beating so violently. He immediately pretended that everything was normal, avoided his eyes, and said coldly, "You are admitting that you are killing horses." Sheng's murderer? How did you contact Feng Xiaoyue, who is the middleman who hired the murderer?"

"Officer Ying, don't worry, you are the target, and he will come to you on his own initiative."

"I'll ask again, who is he!"

As if she hadn't heard of it, she just gently stroked Jiang Huan's eyebrows in her arms, and murmured: "Jiang Huan was once a guest, and every time we met, I was drunk...Jiang Huan...It's such a gentle name."

Ying Cheng saw the blade light up as soon as her wrist turned, and he almost suffocated at that moment. He immediately pulled the trigger, but stopped his fingers in time, because Lu Weiwei had already jumped out and fell on Ma Qiong like a heroic bullet. Rolling into a ball, he hurried over to help Jiang Huan up, only to see that the blade still left a small bloodstain on his neck - a little, just a little bit, he was about to lose this man.

Ma Qiong had a knife in his hand, Lu Weiwei missed the knife once and didn't dare to get close again, immediately rolled back and got up, shook the big wave and spat viciously: "Your father, I have wanted to slap you for a long time! If I don't tear off your matcha-colored tortoise shell today, I won't be your sister Lu!"

... this opening