palm blade

Lei Shao took a cigarette from the table. He didn't have any addiction to cigarettes before, but he has grown a bit in the past two months, but with Mu Zixing in his arms, he didn't light it, and just rubbed it slowly with his fingertips.

"The people in LA..." Lei Shao pondered for a long time, and seemed to have finally found a topic, and said slowly, "The decision to attack them was made a week before their accident."

Mu Zixing's body trembled, and he clenched his hands subconsciously.

His nails were more or less injured in the previous struggle, Lei Shao hugged Mu Zixing from behind, his chin rested on his shoulder, his eyes were light but he couldn't refuse one by one. He opened his fingers, and then carefully closed them in his palm.

"I know it's going to be painful to hear."

His deep voice fell on Mu Zixing's ear, "If you can't stand it, let it out, don't hold it back, and don't hurt yourself again."

"I will feel bad."

Because of this sentence, Mu Zixing's tears burst into tears instantly, and the next second, he bit his lip, only hot tears splashed on the back of Lei Shao's hand.

Lei Shao touched his cheek, and continued after a while, "Do you know Harrit?"

Mu Zixing sniffed and nodded, "A genius who makes explosive devices."

"I asked Zhuang Shi to buy a miniature bomb from him and install it on the plane in advance, and then I found a suitable task that would not arouse your suspicion and handed it over to LA. The bomb is remotely controlled by the program code. I originally planned to Let someone detonate the plane when it passes Marodan Bay or Songhai..."

Lei Shao hugged Mu Zixing's instantly stiff body, and he paused, "...but I regretted it again."

He didn't mention his own struggles and sufferings at that time, and he only briefly mentioned it in one sentence, and then said, "... Later, I asked someone to turn off the detonation process of the bomb, and they will reach their destination safely, but entering the F After the country, the plane exploded and crashed."

Mu Zixing couldn't think at all right now, so he just asked in a daze, "So, is... is there any accident?"

Lei Shao said, "Although Harrit once assured that his things would never go wrong, after the plane accident, I always thought that the bomb or the program malfunctioned or my people mishandled the explosion, but now I have a new one. suspicion."

"What... what?" Mu Zixing asked subconsciously.

"Sixteen." Lei Shao said.

Mu Zixing was taken aback for a moment, and then his bloodless face instantly turned cold and pale. He suddenly turned his head to look at Lei Shao, his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a word.

"If the bomb hadn't been an accident, there were only sixteen people who could attack LA at that time."

Before Shiliu's betrayal, if Lei Shao said so, Mu Zixing would definitely question the other party's words.

But now, after investigating Shiliu's life experience, and combined with his performance during the LA accident, Mu Zixing knew that this person had the motive to murder everyone in LA.

The husband is not the murderer and the brother he completely trusts is the real murderer. These two truths fell in front of Mu Zixing together. Mu Zixing didn't know whether he should be happy or painful. In such an extreme tearing, his My heart was strangely calmed down.

In other words, his current state of the whole person is in a state of numbness.

Asking questions is also asking wherever you think of, "Why didn't you tell me before, sir?"

"I didn't think of Shiliu before," Lei Shao's voice remained calm, "Last time you said Shiliu attacked you, and after investigating his background, I began to suspect him."

"Besides, it's just a suspicion," Lei Shaomo looked at him for a moment and said, "I originally planned to have a showdown with you after I found evidence that he did this."

Mu Zixing wanted to speak, but there seemed to be a hard lump in his throat. He had to cough a few times to suppress all the emotions in his heart, and then said, "Then...why didn't Mr. Turning off the bomb trigger..."

In the middle of speaking, Mu Zixing's voice suddenly stopped. In any case, all the people in LA are dead. With his character, he would not explain himself under such circumstances.

Mu Zixing raised his hand and wiped his eyes, then asked another question, "Then why did you want... Gu Yi and the others to die?"

"I can't tell you the reason," Lei Shao tilted his head slightly and kissed Mu Zixing's ear, and said, "I've said everything I can say, Xing Xing, don't ask me anything else, okay?"

His voice was low and deep, with just the right pleading and showing weakness. Mu Zixing immediately softened his heart and nodded subconsciously, but he quickly reacted and looked anxiously at Lei Shao and said, "Also, what can I do?" Can't I ask you one last question, sir?"

Mu Zixing's eyes are very big, and he usually half-closed his eyes so that he doesn't feel them, but looking up with his head wet like this, he looks like a poor little animal.

In the past, when Lei Shao didn't want to answer his question, he ignored it coldly, and Mu Zixing didn't dare to ask him a second time, but now he can't treat him like that again.

Lei Shao didn't have the heart to refuse, and took out a tissue from the box next to him in a good-tempered manner while wiping his face and said, "Well, the last one."

"Mr. finally repented temporarily because he didn't want the people in LA to die, right?" Mu Zixing asked.

Lei Shao nodded and replied, "Yes."

As if a boulder in his heart fell to the ground, Mu Zixing suddenly closed his eyes, hugged Lei Shao back, and murmured, "This is enough, Mr. You's words are enough."

For so long, all he had been waiting for was this sentence.

"Mu Zixing," Lei Shao put his hand on the back of Mu Zixing's head, rubbed it soothingly, and whispered, "Don't cry."

Mu Zixing muffledly agreed.

The room fell silent, and the two of them didn't speak for a long time.

Lei Shao glanced out the window, the sky was still dark and thick, and the rain never stopped. He reached out and turned off the only warm light that was on, and then lay down on the bed with Mu Zixing in his arms.

The quilt was pulled up, wrapping up a small private world that seemed to be only two people. Lei Shao pinched the back of Mu Zixing's neck and coaxed softly, "Okay, sleep now, you need to rest."

Maybe it was too tired, maybe it was the pattering rain outside the window that helped sleep, or maybe the hand on the back of the neck was too gentle, Mu Zixing lay on Lei Shao's body, listening to the overlapping heartbeats of the two, Actually fell asleep really obediently and quickly.

Lei Shao felt the light breath on his neck and closed his eyes.

But after an unknown amount of time, he felt a damp heat on his shoulders. Lei Shao woke up from a light sleep, and then heard the person in his arms say in a nasal voice, "Mr. must have felt very uncomfortable at that time."