I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

The fire is getting bigger and bigger. The fire protection system of this underground auction seems to be malfunctioning. It doesn’t work. The exhaust vents can’t provide any help for the trapped people. There are more than [-] buyers and sellers in the entire auction. At this time, people are like mice that have been dropped into the boiler, screaming and running around hoping to find an exit.

"Please don't panic! Evacuate in time under the leadership of the waiters around you! Keke, we have prepared a safe evacuation route." Arman shouted on the stage, hearing his voice, the people below barely calmed down, Before Yarman could breathe a sigh of relief, someone screamed again, and panic spread in the crowd.

"What's the matter with the fire protection system!" Yarman grabbed a waiter and shouted sharply.

"Sidney, who is in charge of the fire protection system, disappeared just now." The waiter took out his gun and stood in front of Arman. "He is Suzaku's undercover agent. The fire protection system has completely failed. He has the blueprint of the entire underground auction house."

"Come on, safe passage." Alman hurriedly led his people to the three previously reserved safe exits. Gravel blocked one of the exits.

The party hall at the auction vibrated, but no one dared to run. A group of armed robbers attacked the party hall a few minutes ago, cutting off all possibility of getting out.

One of the robbers, wearing a mask, held down the headset and said in a low voice, "Sister, the hijacking plan was successful."

"Okay, remember that you are terrorists now, not mercenaries, don't talk about it." Viper walked aside to avoid others, she narrowed her eyes and said softly, "Also, don't touch the people in the party hall, But I will kill all the people who escaped from below, and when Ma Ren comes up, you can just follow them."

The fire spread, and Yarman had to go back to the auction center again. Several buyers rushed to the elevator entrance and with the help of the waiter, they struggled to climb up. As soon as they poked their heads out, they were shot dead by random gunfire. They fell back and piled up in the elevator entrance, splashing blood all over the floor.

Four people came out of the single room, and they walked to the stage under the cover of waiters and scavengers. Looking at the chaotic scene, one of the women snorted coldly and said, "It's a shame, it's a pity, I quite like this organization. "

"How are you going to get out now?" Arman asked.

"What's the rush?" The woman covered her mouth and nose with a wet towel, and said nonchalantly, "How long do you think they can trap us, we won't die, go to the safe house for a while, there are high-temperature protective clothing and filtered air to breathe The traitor Sidney is gone, and there are only five of us left, just enough points, enough for us to survive to the rescue."

"But Miss, what about these buyers? We promised to let them go out safely." Alman looked at the scattered crowd under the stage who were rushed by the flames, and quickly searched for the thin figure.

"Why do you want to care about their lives?" The woman said in surprise, "This organization can no longer operate, we don't need to please those buyers anymore, and my dad won't blame me."

"Wait for me, I'll be right there." Yarman's eyes stayed on one place, he jumped off the stage and hurried into the crowd.

The woman frowned and took a step back, but did not leave. The remaining three people centered on her and followed her orders.

Ma Ren walked in front, leading Qiu Chengke to move quickly to the location of the members of the Suzaku organization.

A person suddenly grabbed Qiu Chengke's wrist and forcibly pulled Qiu Chengke over.

"Arman?" Qiu Chengke didn't struggle. He looked at Arman in surprise, wanting to see what he was going to do. Ma Ren looked back at him, the dagger in his hand gleaming coldly.

A person squeezed in front of them, separating Qiu Chengke and Arman. Taking advantage of this gap, Qiu Chengke quickly took off the pocket camera and stuffed it into Ma Ren's hand.

"Come here, follow me." Yarman's eyes were sore from the flames, he half pushed and half pulled Qiu Chengke to the stage, hugged his shoulders and hugged him to his side.

"You ran down on purpose just to pick up a little boy?" The woman wiped the sweat from her forehead and said in a hoarse voice, "I told you in advance that there is no armor for him."

Arman nodded, grabbed Qiu Chengke and followed the woman into the backstage. The woman pressed a few times on the wall and opened a door.

"Go in and change clothes." The woman said, closing the door, Qiu Chengke noticed that the ventilation ducts here were still in operation, and there was even a row of exhaust holes on the roof, so that the place could barely maintain ventilation.

Yarman put on the high-temperature protective clothing by himself, walked to the place near the vent, and protected Qiu Chengke in his arms.

"Drinking it will make you feel better." He wiped off the sweat from Qiu Chengke's forehead, rubbed his wet hair, and handed him a bottle of water, "Don't be afraid of Ajel, it's safe here. Someone will get us out soon."

Qiu Chengke looked at Arman blankly, he didn't understand what Arman meant.

"I like you, Ajel, can I kiss you?" Arman asked seriously, holding a respirator on one side.

Qiu Chengke lowered his eyelids slightly, and after a while he asked softly, "You still doubted me before, but now you say you like me?"

"It's love at first sight, it's fate." Yarman smiled softly, and the other four people stared at them from behind. Qiu Chengke always felt that something was wrong.

"I think, maybe it can." Qiu Chengke looked at the four people behind Yarman, and probably understood their plan.

'System, can you feed me a pot of drunkenness? 'Qiu Chengke asked in his mind' It's not convenient for me in this situation. '

[Yes, Mr. Qiu, this falls within the scope of help the system can provide, as long as you are still a drop drunk. ] The system quickly replied [If you need it, the system can also feed you God-bestowed Dan or Lofudan, but there will be a corresponding punishment, the punishment will not start immediately, and will be superimposed on the next task failure punishment. ]

'Thanks. Qiu Chengke replied while holding the dagger in his arms, "I feel that you are not so unreasonable now." '

[Thank you for the compliment, but I just followed the prescribed form, and the person who designed me did not write emotional codes for me. ] After the system finished speaking, seeing the tense atmosphere outside, it stopped talking and went about its business in silence.

Qiu Chengke could feel a hot current rising from his body. He held Arman's cheek with one hand, raised his head and moved his eyes closer, but when he was about to kiss, he stabbed Arman's cheek with a sharp knife. The lower abdomen, followed by a gunshot, blood spattered from Qiu Chengke's lower abdomen, his body froze, and he fell limp from all his strength, and Yarman caught him and held him half in his arms.

"It really is you." Yarman took out a handkerchief from his pocket, covered Qiu Chengke's mouth and nose, and after a while, gently put Qiu Chengke, who had passed out, on the ground.

"An FBI, CIA or whatever, that's great, now we have a scapegoat, get out, and teach him what to say in court." The woman put away her pistol and said in a muffled voice, "Fire can kill those people." The goods are burned, just hand over the auction list we prepared in advance. I have sent someone to deal with the things in your villa. Although we will not have any problems with those corpses, it is better not to cause trouble to my dad. "

"Has it been recorded?" In the studio of the police station, after hearing the woman's words, Gordon immediately turned his head to look at Rocker beside him.

"It seems that they think the same as us." Morgan said, "Now we only need to let them find out the identity of the terrorist we prepared for Qiu Chengke, and all the anger can be transferred to Qiu Chengke."

Everyone was discussing eagerly, avoiding the topic of Qiu Chengke intentionally or unintentionally, Rhett was kneading the ball of toilet paper in his hand, crumpling it into strips, and just when Rhett was about to tie it into a bow, the earphone Again came a series of gunshots.

The flames had spread to the place where they took refuge, and the air was getting hotter and hotter. Beads of sweat slid down Qiu Chengke's neck, soaking his shirt.

Alman looked at Qiu Chengke, who suddenly jumped up from the ground, and was stunned for a second. A man behind him immediately reacted. He took out a short knife from his backpack, and threw the respirator at Qiu Chengke's head with his hands. palm away.

Arman saw that the man's expression was getting colder and colder, and he had already moved to kill him. He quickly said, "Stop, don't kill him!"

Qiu Chengke glanced at Alman in surprise, shook his wrist, and a dagger with complicated patterns popped out of his wrist and fell into his palm. The man felt that Qiu Chengke's eyes became fierce in an instant, and he arched his body like a black panther , suddenly rushed towards the man.

Yarman only felt the gust of wind passing by him, and then the cold light flashed in front of him. The man raised his arm to block it, but the dagger changed direction strangely and slammed upwards. Go, almost slit the man's entire forearm, pierced through his protective clothing, and slashed his arm to pieces.

The man roared in pain, he kicked Qiu Chengke's lower abdomen hard, and kicked him back a few steps. Qiu Chengke covered his lower abdomen, blood slipped down his fingers, and hit the ground drop by drop. Come to the system's prompt [to provide Mr. Qiu with a god-bestowed pill and a drop of drunkenness, I wish you a happy life. ]

"Stop!" Arman watched Qiu Chengke's wound continue to ooze blood. He stepped forward to support Qiu Chengke, pulling him to protect him behind him. He put his hand on Qiu Chengke's lower abdomen, as if trying to stop the blood "Stop it, he still has use, don't kill him!"

Qiu Chengke felt the trembling of Arman's palm, he frowned suspiciously, the dagger that was about to stab Arman's back suddenly stopped, turned in one direction, he pushed Arman aside with a little force, He said coldly, "Get out of the way, Arman."

Just because Arman stood in front of him, the man who still had scruples followed closely behind and stabbed Qiu Chengke in the lower abdomen.

But what he didn't expect was that Qiu Chengke's figure was as light as a black cat looking for food at night. With a light leap, he stepped forward like a ghost, and dodged behind the man. He turned around and swung the knife towards the back of the man's neck. With the sound of a weapon cutting into the flesh, the blade immediately went up, cutting through the man's protective clothing, leaving a fatal mark on the back of the man's neck.

Qiu Chengke didn't look at the body that fell on the ground, his eyes stayed on the woman's face for a moment, and then turned to the two men on the other side.

"What are you in charge of? The local person in charge? Or something else, forget it, I'm not interested." Qiu Chengke said in an emotionless voice, while taking a few steps forward, rushing in front of the man, He stabbed the dagger fiercely at the man's face, the sharp blade precisely squeezed into the gap of the respirator, and stabbed into the man's eyes.

Before the man came, he let out a scream, just like the previous man, his body shook violently, and he fell to the ground, the respirator hit the ground, and the debris fell to the ground, while the man was holding the hand in his hand ready to defend himself/ The gun fell into Qiu Chengke's hands at some point.

The pistol/gun moved flexibly in Qiu Chengke's hand, aiming at the man who couldn't stop backing away.

"It's your turn." Qiu Chengke said casually, raised his hand and shot several times into the man's chest, blood and cloth splashed all of a sudden, red and white fell out along the bloody holes.

Among the original four people, the only remaining woman who looks like a leader has been frightened into a daze, and her exquisite face that has always been ridiculed finally has other expressions, and the bright lipstick covers her frightened pale lips , so that she doesn't look so embarrassed, "I'm the daughter of the former vice chairman of the Federal Reserve, you can't kill me, my father won't let you go! Don't come here, Yarman stops him!"

Arman's chest heaved violently, he gritted his teeth and held his pistol/gun aimed at Qiu Chengke's head, ready to protect his boss.

Qiu Chengke, who was covered in blood like a demon, didn't seem to have seen Arman's movements. He heard her trembling voice, and couldn't help but smile. This smile also eased the cold expression on his face. He put away With a gun and a dagger, she smiled and said softly, "Miss, don't be nervous, don't be afraid, I won't kill women."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him put away his weapon. She gave Arman a veiled wink and told him to kill Qiu Chengke.

Qiu Chengke suddenly laughed, narrowed his long and narrow fox eyes into a line, the woman realized something was wrong, she shouted sharply, "You said you don't kill women!"

Qiu Chengke didn't answer, he stepped closer to the woman, exhaled a breath with the smell of wine, leaned into the woman's ear and said with a light smile, "I'm lying to you."

He hugged the woman with one hand so that she couldn't break free. He kept the intimate posture like a lover, and hit the back of the woman's head fiercely with the butt of his gun, causing blood to splatter all over.

When the woman had no more strength to struggle, Qiu Chengke grabbed the woman by the hair and suddenly pressed her to the ground, his beautiful face brushed against the debris on the ground, shaving her face to pieces.

"You...are you going to kill me..." Arman's voice came from behind, Qiu Chengke turned around and saw Arman holding a gun in his hand with a stiff smile, as if holding the last shot A life-saving straw.

Qiu Chengke looked at him silently. He could feel that the God-granted Pill was slowly repairing his wound. Under Yarman's gaze, Qiu Chengke stabbed the dagger into his wound, picked it inside a few times, and forcefully The bullets left in his body were picked out and thrown aside.

"I won't kill you." Qiu Chengke took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Take me away."

"You said you wouldn't kill women just now!" Arman couldn't help but glanced at the tragic state of the woman's body.

"I won't kill you, I promise." Qiu Chengke staggered to his side, grabbed the gun in his hand and threw it into the distance, leaned on his shoulder wearily, and said in an erratic voice, "Take me out, I won't kill you, you don't have to think about fighting back, even if I'm injured, you can't beat me."

Smoke drifted in through the crack of the door, and Qiu Chengke's eyes began to turn black. He could hardly see the surrounding scene clearly, so he could only hold Yarman's arm to determine the direction.

He vaguely felt that Arman put something on his head, and Arman's voice came from his ear, "Bring a respirator, otherwise you will not survive the rescue."

"I'm too embarrassed to kill you if you do this." Qiu Chengke gave a muffled laugh, and pressed the dagger against Arman's lower abdomen, "How many people have you killed, Arman."

"Forget it, I don't ask, you must have killed a lot." Qiu Chengke babbled, as if he had finally let go of his vigilance, his voice became softer, with some warmth, "I know you must have found someone for yourself." Back off, you'd better turn yourself in, cough, cough..."

Yarman could feel Qiu Chengke's body getting weaker and weaker, and his breathing getting weaker. He coughed unceasingly, and he lost strength in holding Yarman's hand.

"Can I trust you... Arman." Qiu Chengke asked softly, Arman looked down, and saw that those beautiful black eyes seemed to be filled with water, which looked crystal clear and attractive, yet extremely fragile.

Arman pursed his lips and did not answer, his eyes flashed fiercely for a moment, and he quickly took off Qiu Chengke's respirator, stretched his hand back into Qiu Chengke's hand, and squeezed his wrist hard, as if to break his wrist broken.

Qiu Chengke let go of the dagger with a muffled grunt, Yarman grabbed the dagger and stabbed Qiu Chengke in the back fiercely, but what he didn't expect was that Qiu Chengke, who was still extremely weak just now and seemed powerless to resist, suddenly came from He disappeared out of his arms, and then there was a crisp sound from his wrist, and there was a chill on his neck, and something flew past there.

"You really like acting." Qiu Chengke pushed Arman, whose legs were frozen in place, and Arman swayed twice and fell straight on the ground, with a bone-deep gash on his neck.

Qiu Chengke took off his protective clothing and quickly put it on, picked up the respirator that had been dropped aside and put it on, and said to the pocket walkie-talkie on his collar, "I'm still alive, Rhett."

"I thought you were really dying." After a few seconds, Rhett's voice came over, and it sounded a little distorted. "You were weak when you spoke just now, as if you were going to die at any moment."

"I pretended to show Yarman. I originally wanted to give him a chance to go to prison and survive." Qiu Chengke sat against the wall, holding a fire extinguisher in the corner to prepare for an emergency. The fire began to diminish, and the firefighters had already arrived up.

"This is probably the last chance for us to chat. I think the next time you see me, it will probably be on the news." Qiu Chengke vaguely saw a few figures in the distance, and they moved forward cautiously and slowly, trying to find the survivors. Or, a firefighter.

"We are already working on a plan to let you escape from the United States safely. You are seriously injured. According to the regulations, they will definitely keep you in the hospital at the beginning. The floor is about 15 to 30 floors. We will help you leave at this time. ’” Rhett said quickly.

"I understand, Rhett. You heard the recordings when I just killed people. I think you guys know better than me how to process them. You must let those people know who they are. My enemy, I gave the pocket camera to Ma Ren, and he will give it to you, if possible... Forget it, let’s not cause trouble." Qiu Chengke raised his head and lowered his eyelids, and said softly, "Red... ...There will be parting in life, and I look forward to the day when I meet you again."

"There's a survivor here! Come here!"

"He has a gunshot wound, take him out quickly!"

"careful!"

[Detecting that Mr. Qiu's health is too low, the system automatically uses the god-granted pill at Mr. Qiu's request...]

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'Now an urgent news breaks in. Three days ago, a Chinese-American man, an important member of a terrorist organization, set fire to the auction house at 24:22 on Christmas Eve on the 11th and hijacked more than 293 people in the party hall at gunpoint. This terrorist attack A total of 12 people were killed, 5 seriously injured and [-] missing. '

'After being arrested, it was used during hospitalization. According to the police's response, the victims of this attack include the daughter of the former vice chairman of the Federal Reserve and important officials of the State Department. The FBI has been involved in the investigation. '

The assailant's name is Qiu Chengke, aged 28, of yellow race, extremely aggressive, and is currently on the run. The federal government has issued a wanted warrant, and anyone who provides clues will be rewarded with a maximum of 100 million US dollars. '

Reid looked down at the table and kept fiddling with his cuffs, his fingers turned white. The small TV on the wall was broadcasting the news. The hostess excitedly talked about this rare big news, but she didn't know what they were going to catch. People are the ones who really protect them.

"As far as we know, Qiu Chengke has maintained a cooperative relationship with you since the chess game." The man opposite asked, "Is his attack this time also related to you."

Reid shook his head silently, he took a deep breath, the sedative prevented his face from showing too much expression at the first time, the lie detector opposite was obviously not as good as Dr. Letterman, Reid groaned, and replied, "I I never thought he would be like this before, he has always been very friendly and honest, I don't believe it."

"I'm sorry, but that's the truth, so this matter has nothing to do with you, does it? Then how do you explain the fact that you mobilized agents to surround the meeting hall?" The man asked aggressively, "What was your purpose at that time?"

"We were ordered to investigate the case of a big collector, and the time of the auction happened to be exactly the same as we had speculated before and there was no record of the auction item information, so we plan to investigate it." Reid frowned and replied, "But we Mistake."

"How do you think he escaped from the fifteen-story hospital?" the man continued to ask.

"I don't know, it sounds incredible," Rhett replied.

"Do you know about his terrorist records?" When the man asked, the accompanying polygrapher had been observing Reid's expression, "And with all due respect, you and Qiu Chengke are lovers."

"It used to be," Rhett replied calmly, "but now I'm ashamed of that experience."

At the end of December, the affairs of the Great Collector were forced to come to an end, and the BAU reported Brent to him as the mastermind of the Great Collector.

The flames seemed to consume everything, but there was still a part of the darkness outside the flames that entrenched itself and quenched the flames.

The attack killed all the top executives of the big collector, except the mastermind behind it, the BAU has locked the target, the former vice chairman of the Federal Reserve.

But before they could expose his crime, the man was assassinated and his bodyguards wounded the attacker, who, according to their eyewitness testimony, was a badly burned ugly man with a dagger.

Ma Ren ran over without a word, and with the help of a masked man and a group of mercenaries, hijacked the physical evidence collected in Brent's house, burned them clean, and swept a few handfuls of ashes from inside Stuffed into the bag, carrying a pile of tattered relics, disguised as ordinary passengers, set foot on the flight to China.

Half a month later, in a chaotic small hotel in Mexico, a man with a bandage on his face was sitting cross-legged on the bed. He slowly opened his eyes after hearing the soft sound in his mind.

[Congratulations to Mr. Qiu for completing the task, the request of the undead: the soul returns to its hometown. ]

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