I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

"Today is December 12th, Monday, and our city will experience a snowstorm today..."

It was early morning when the agents arrived on the North Valley Road, but the sky was still gloomy and gloomy, and snowflakes began to fall in the sky, indicating that a blizzard was coming.

The security guard stood outside the villa, he tightened his neck, glanced casually at his teammates, no matter what happened in the villa, the people outside the villa spent a peaceful night as usual,

The security guard rubbed his hands and smelled a scent of wine in the wind. He muttered in confusion, "Where is the smell of wine coming from? Have you smelled it?"

No one answered, and he was the only voice in the silent environment. The security guard turned his head to look at his companion, and saw that his companion had collapsed on the ground, life or death unknown.

Immediately afterwards, a scent of wine accompanied by a cold wind came from behind him, and before he had time to react, he fell limply to the ground, his whole body stiff.

Qiu Chengke retrieved the weapons from them, handed them to the agent who followed him and said in a low voice, "Counting the back of the villa, there are six security guards in total. Do Red and the others have a search warrant?"

"No." The agent put away the gun and replied, "Don't worry, we can follow the procedure." As he said, he turned his head towards Qiu Chengke.

Under Qiu Chengke's gaze, the agent handed over a thin wire.

"This is the program?" Qiu Chengke looked up and turned around not far away, where FBI agents were hiding.

"No, usually we just kick the door directly. Today's situation is special, so be gentle." The agent looked around and said in a low voice, "They said you know how to do this, one minute is enough."

"It doesn't take that long." Qiu Chengke took over the hot wire covered by the agent, "Find three people to accompany me to go inside to deal with the guards first, so that others can prepare for the surprise attack."

With a soft sound, Qiu Chengke waved his hand behind him, carefully opened the door, and after making sure that there was no one in the hall, he sneaked in silently, followed by three agents,

Gordon looked at his watch from time to time. Qiu Chengke had been in for 5 minutes, and a series of gunshots rang out from time to time in the villa. Just when Gordon was about to order a surprise attack, Qiu Chengke poked his head out of the door and waved to them.

"It's all settled?" Gordon led the rest of the agents in, and asked Qiu Chengke as he looked at the scattered corpses in the hall.

"I only saw these." Qiu Chengke replied while bandaging his arm, "No one else appeared to attack me, and I didn't feel any danger."

The agent who came in with Qiu Chengke came over and threw a man on the ground, "Agent Gordon, this is Brent Evan, what you call Arno Evan."

Reid looked at the wound on Qiu Chengke's face, frowned and said, "If it's serious, the bullet can knock out half of your face."

Qiu Chengke was stunned, he touched the cut on his face, and smiled casually, "It's okay, I can avoid it."

Rhett pursed his lips and fell silent.

Qiu Chengke looked around the surrounding environment. This hall was almost exactly the same as what he saw in the memory fragments. He couldn't help looking at the door, where Rocker and Torres were looking around, and Brent Evan was there stand there.

Bright lights illuminated the villa, and Qiu Chengke passed the long corridor full of cubicles, several of which were empty, most of which were locked from the outside.

Several agents broke open several compartments, rushed in and saw the man tied to the bed.

Qiu Chengke stood in front of a cubicle and tentatively knocked on the door, but no one answered.

"Get out of the way." The agent who helped Qiu Chengke retract the gun before, after Qiu Chengke moved away, he knocked on the door lock with the butt of the gun, and then kicked the door violently, knocking the door open, and at the same time Loud "FBI! Don't move"

In the small cubicle, there was a bulge on the bed. The agent lifted the quilt, and a Chinese man was gagged and tied on the bed. He kept struggling and looked at the agent in fear.

"What's going on, what happened here." After the agent untied him, Qiu Chengke asked.

"I don't know... It was fine at first, but Sister Li ran to my house and said that she killed someone, and Pi Xiaoru died..." The man said with erratic eyes, with a local accent when he spoke, tight Then he looked at Qiu Chengke's face and burst into tears, "Sister Li was beaten to death in front of me, right there, on the edge of the bed, the blood was still on the mattress, they held me down I can't do anything, I beat a good man to death, but I can only watch, I can't move!"

"Xiao Ru is dead too, and I'm the only one alive..." the man dragged Qiu Chengke's clothes and cried out in pain, "And Lili, the five of us came out together, what should I do now that I'm the only one left... How can you tell the people in the village!"

The agent couldn't understand the dialect. He pressed the headset and called the medical staff to calm the man's emotions. "Contact the psychiatrist, there is a patient here."

Qiu Chengke glanced at the blood splattered on the bed sheet, lowered his eyelids slightly, and walked out without saying a word. He closed the door as if to block the man's desperate cries behind him.

"I remember that there is an iron gate at the end of the corridor." Qiu Chengke looked at the surrounding environment and said softly, "But the layout is a bit different now, I didn't see the iron gate."

On the wall between the two compartments, there is a rectangular painting, which depicts Jesus holding a lamb in his arms, with loving and compassionate eyes.

"The lamb that went astray?" Rhett looked at the painting thoughtfully. "It's the same height as the door, so it's not pretty."

Rhett stopped and began to search against the wall. He removed the large vase under the painting and found an inconspicuous keyhole behind it.

"Qiu Chengke, can you open it?" Reid said, and the agents scattered in the corridor all looked over, and they all knew something about it.

The corridor was silent for a moment, only the man in the distance was crying more and more guilty and helpless. With a soft sound, Qiu Chengke put away the wire and pushed open the door disguised as a wall.

Everyone held their breath, but the inside was not what they imagined, with dim lights and walls that had turned black and covered with corpses.

Bright lights illuminated the entire room, and the clean and tidy tiled floor was spotless and somewhat reflective. There were separate areas inside, just like an ordinary workshop, and the doors were common glass doors.

"Let's go in and have a look, be careful." As he said that, Qiu Chengke held the dagger and walked in first. Several agents behind him slowly advanced with guns in their hands. He vigilantly walked towards the compartment closest to him.

"Qiu Chengke?" Rocker looked at Qiu Chengke who was frozen in front of the cubicle and asked suspiciously, "What's going on inside?"

What answered him was Qiu Chengke's long sigh, and Qiu Chengke said dryly, "This is the children's area, and the one opposite me is for the elderly."

Qiu Chengke opened the door and went in. There were several skulls on the table. He reached out to touch the small head, his fingertips stopped in the air and trembled uncontrollably.

"Oh my god... how many people did they kill..." Rocker exclaimed from behind.

Reid took the skull wrapped in a handkerchief from Qiu Chengke's hand. He looked at it carefully for a while, pursed the corners of his mouth, and stammered, "There is a rhombus-shaped gap at the front of the sagittal suture, and the anterior fontanelle is not closed yet... the skull The owner was only about one year old before he passed away, a skull of this level is not suitable for anything, in other words... it can only be a waste product, I'm sorry..."

Qiu Chengke nodded silently, and he helped up the sign that had been accidentally knocked down just now.

This plaque was previously placed in front of this skull and it read 'I-12 too small and obsolete. '

"It seems that they have developed from a small workshop to a well-established merchant." Qiu Chengke took a deep breath and said calmly, "The classification is clear, and the selection of materials is picky."

"You guys should come and take a look at this." Rocker trotted over and shouted, "The agents have found the wall that Qiu Chengke described."

Qiu Chengke and Rhett looked at each other, Rhett followed Rocker out, Qiu Chengke hesitated for a moment, Rhett's voice came from the front, "They are physical evidence now, Qiu Chengke, you can't take anything away."

Qiu Chengke withdrew his gaze and put the skull back to its original place.

Some agents stayed inside to record. When Qiu Chengke went out, he saw the portrait of Jesus hanging on the door. He didn't understand why Brent put this painting here. He had already committed an unforgivable crime. But he still fantasizes that he is a lost lamb, waiting for others to lead him astray.

Qiu Chengke didn't know if Jesus would choose to forgive him if he was here, no matter whether Jesus would or not, Qiu Chengke would never forgive him.

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Qiu Chengke pushed open the door of the police station and walked in. It took him some time to close the door, because it was very windy outside.

He stomped his feet to shake off the snowflakes on his body, rubbed it on the floor mat until it was almost dry, and then walked in briskly. The policemen thought he was from the FBI. Qiu Chengke pulled a policeman and asked him to send himself to interrogation room.

"Have Dr. Foster's polygraph results come out?" Qiu Chengke untied his scarf, and put his frozen hand into Rocker's collar.

"What the hell! Take it out!" Rocker shuddered, yelling to avoid it, "Get Rhett to cover your hands, don't come to take advantage of me."

"Don't touch me, handle it yourself, there's hot coffee there." Reid took a step back and said, "It's still interrogating, but the relevant information about the auction has been asked, and the time is set at 8 o'clock on Christmas Eve. There is one more thing, the villa Little Abe was not found among those victims here, and he is probably still alive."

"As a raw material that may be processed at any time, living is more difficult than dying at this time." Qiu Chengke took a sip of hot coffee and said in a deep voice, "Will Brent be sentenced to death?"

"No, the death penalty was abolished in Minnesota in 1911." Reid said, crossing his arms, "Although there is still debate in the academic circles about whether the death penalty is abolished for brutal and violent crimes, it is certain that Brent will not be executed. .”

"Okay, I see." Qiu Chengke unconsciously squeezed the coffee cup tightly.

A few minutes later, Dr. Foster came out and said to Gordon, "He is not very good psychologically. I have finished asking, including the location and how to obtain the invitation letter. We need to send him to a safe area as soon as possible. His He has a special status, he is the main person in charge of the Minnesota District, a veteran figure, a big collector is likely to come to rescue him, and there are quite a few people who want to kill him."

Qiu Chengke was not with the others. He walked to the corner of the corridor, watched Brent being escorted out by the police, and whispered to the mobile phone, "Snake, kill him."

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