World's Most Fascinating Villain

Niagara Falls is the largest transnational waterfall in the world, but what makes it more famous is the countless suicides who jump off the covered bridge every year. Because of this, it is also known as a world-class suicide sanctuary.

"Have you found it?" After receiving the call, Vincent dropped all his affairs and booked the earliest flight to New York. He is now standing in front of the waterfall, resisting to say the word "corpse".

Sergeant Reed stood beside him frowning, but he was complaining in his heart, these strange rich people had to come to the scene to take a look, what could they see?The current was fast and the mist filled the air. If a person focused on luck in this kind of place, it would be normal for him not to find the corpse. Besides, he still hadn't figured out the relationship between the prince and the missing person.

However, he could only slander silently. After all, the guy in front of him signed a check to the police station, enough for them to renovate the entire office and even add some equipment.So before coming here, the superior specially called him over, and told him to pay attention to everything.

"Not yet. We speculate that it was washed away by the current. You know, the flow rate of the waterfall..." Reed replied truthfully.

Vincent finally turned his head to look at him, with a sarcastic look in his eyes: "Why did I hear that your deduction was that the animal dismembered the body?"

Reed didn't know where he got the news, so he could only explain embarrassingly: "That's because the information provided by the caller was too vague. We overturned the previous guess after the on-site survey."

Vincent no longer continues to be aggressive, but there is always a layer of hostility around his body. The high humidity around the waterfall makes his breathing a little difficult, but this feeling of suffocation is far less than the throbbing pain in his heart. There is no way to believe that a natural hedonist like Larry would actually choose to commit suicide.

"How did you find out?" He asked, wanting to know every detail.

"There was an adventurer who tied a rope and climbed over the guardrail. He saw blood on the stone below and called the police." Reed didn't know whether he should thank this person. Compared with the "adventurer", He prefers to call this kind of people "death-seekers". After all, if he dies here, it will increase the workload of the police station. However, without the death this time, no one may find the pool of blood. "Later, there were eyewitnesses He said that he had been seeing a young man wandering by the waterfall, but he disappeared as soon as he turned his head. After comparing the DNA, it was found that the pool of blood should belong to Mr. Larry. We speculate that he may have hit his head during the fall .”

Vincent clenched his fists and listened to all the words. His well-manicured nails were about to leave a deep imprint on his palms, but he took a deep breath and finally apologized for his arrogant attitude just now: "I'm sorry, I It's too impatient, and the tone is a bit bad."

Hearing this, Reed looked at him with admiration. He thought he was just a contemptuous young man, but he turned out to be a gentleman. He nodded and said, "It's understandable, you two should be good friends, right?"

Vincent was silent for a long time without speaking, until Reed sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and quickly said: "Sorry, this is your privacy, I shouldn't..."

"It's not a friend." Vincent interrupted him, his eyes were cloudy, he didn't know whether it was mist or tears, "It's my lover."

Reed was speechless. He had been a policeman for so many years and had seen a lot of things. Naturally, he would not discriminate, but he didn't know what to say to comfort this grieving man.

He hesitated for a moment, and thought to himself, Boss, even for those sponsorships, you can't deduct my salary for what I'm going to do next.

"Mr. Hugo, there may be one thing you want to know." Reed finally said, "Actually, we found a mobile phone at the scene."

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No matter what he is preparing in private, Lu Heng will finish the work that has been arranged on time, but the task of shooting the magazine is finally over this day, but Lu Heng is blocked at the door.

"Miss Lu, we meet again." The man in the black suit had a polite tone, but a strong attitude.

Lu Heng was tired all day, and there were a lot of troubles recently, so he was in a bad mood, so he frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

The man was at a loss for words, and he couldn't use the words he had prepared, so he could only say: "Mr. Hugo wants to see you."

Hearing this name, Lu Heng was startled suddenly, Hugo?She tried her best to suppress the panic in her heart, and asked tentatively, "Which Hugo is it?"

"The younger one." The man turned sideways and stood behind Lu Heng, and said respectfully, "Please."

Lu Heng's expression did not change, but his heart suddenly relaxed. If it was Vincent Hugo, then she could already guess what it was for, and it was much easier to deal with than the older one.

"Mr. Hugo." Lu Heng was brought into a box, and Vincent was the only one in it. A cup of coffee was placed in front of him, but he didn't move.

Lu Heng didn't wait for him to open his mouth, and consciously sat opposite her. Perhaps it was because of something hidden in his heart. In the past, he felt that it was not so intense, but today it made her very tired. In a scene, there is no need to have trouble with your body.

"Larry contacted you." Vincent pulled out the phone he got from Reed. "You know he's in New York."

Lu Heng was not intimidated by his momentum, and said without giving an inch: "But I have already told you that even if I got news about Larry, I would not tell you."

Having said that, the moment Lu Heng saw the phone, he couldn't help yelling in his heart at a certain guy who had fled to Finland. How many times she told him to pay attention to everything, but the phone and her Lu Heng forgot to delete all the call records, and Lu Heng was so angry that he almost died of this stupid operation, and almost began to wonder if Larry did it on purpose.

"So you found Larry?" Lu Heng pretended to be ignorant, "Otherwise, why would his cell phone be in your hand?"

Vincent swallowed the bitterness in his mouth, and said hoarsely, "I found it, but I didn't find it either."

"What does this mean?"

"He committed suicide, and the body hasn't been found yet." Vincent closed his eyes in pain. He couldn't believe that Larry would choose to commit suicide before, but after seeing the message on the phone, he thought he had found the reason.

"Do you know that he is infected with HIV?" He looked up at Lu Heng's shocked expression, and threw another drug.

Lu Heng covered his mouth with his hands, as if he was so surprised that he lost his voice, he could only shake his head, and after a long time he said in disbelief, "I, I don't even know."

"Larry just contacted me two days ago and said he was in New York. I asked him if he wanted to come out and meet him, but he said no." Lu Heng spoke slowly, making sure that Larry had deleted all the previous call records. , but the last one, because she herself was flustered, and she forgot for a while, so the current timeline was at hand for Lu Heng, and Vincent couldn't find anything suspicious.

"Thinking about it now, the words he said to me at that time were really strange, as if they were explaining the funeral." Lu Heng said while observing Vincent's expression, and tried his best to complete the task Larry assigned her.

"Anyway, remember to stab him more." Larry planned his affairs after his "death", not forgetting the instigator of everything.

"Are you so cruel?" Even Lu Heng felt that this kind of behavior was too much to add insult to injury.

Unexpectedly, Larry smiled bitterly: "That is to say, maybe people just treat me as a plaything and don't pay attention to it at all. They snatched me back several times just because it looks good. Your knife can't pierce me." It’s still two words if you get it.”

Lu Heng curled his lips noncommittally at the time. Larry had a low opinion of himself. Maybe it was just a bystander. Anyone could see that Vincent loved him badly. It's just that the young master didn't use the right method, forcing him to just want to escape.

Now she was looking at the pale face of the person sitting across from her, wishing she could take a picture of it and hit Larry on his face, so that he could see clearly what it meant to "never mind it at all".

However, Lu Heng didn't have any sympathy in her heart. These coercion and torture in love were all self-inflicted. She was calm in her heart and guided her calmly.

"However, I thought he would try his best to survive. After all, the infection should only be in the initial stage. Why did he just give up so simply? Maybe there will be new progress in the future."

Vincent was heartbroken when he found the test report in Larry's rented apartment. It clearly stated on the report that the test result was positive. However, the irony is that the police did not stay with Larry No HIV virus detected in blood from Niagara Falls.

In other words, it was completely just a medical accident, and Larry chose to end his life because of viruses that did not exist in him.

Vincent was thinking about him almost with resentment, why didn't he review it, why didn't he be more cautious, why did he lose his love like this?

But there was a strange tenderness in his heart. Of course, Vincent knew that under Larry's bright appearance, there was a confused and soft soul hidden. He was just frightened by everything he was about to face in the future, and death became better. that choice.

It can't be his fault, Vincent thought of those vicious, unsightly messages, all his anger finally found a vent, he knew who to take revenge on.

If it wasn't for that scum, how could Larry choose to end his life so quickly.

Lu Heng watched with satisfaction as Vincent slowly squeezed the phone tightly. She knew that the last link of her plan had been locked. Larry would be free, George would die, and the only one who was depressed was Vincent, but it had nothing to do with her .

well.

Before leaving the box, Lu Heng asked Susan to bring the car to the door. Finally, she got the right time and disappeared into the vast night of Manhattan without disturbing anyone.

She thought about whether to call Larry, calculated the time difference, and gave up. Just as she was about to close her eyes and meditate, she accidentally glanced out of the window, and saw a familiar figure, tugging with two people.

"Stop!" Lu Heng yelled subconsciously. The driver was startled by her and braked sharply, almost hitting Lu Heng's head on the back of the seat.

Lu Heng looked out the window carefully, and after confirming that Liu Shi knew the person, he changed his sneakers and said to Susan, "Drive farther away, I have something to do when I go down."

Susan didn't dare to stop, and agreed in a daze.

"By the way, is the mask you put in the car last time still there?" Lu Heng was about to open the door when he suddenly remembered.

"Yes, yes." Susan handed one to her, and couldn't understand Lu Heng's behavior even more.

Yan Yici thought that she was doomed this time. She followed Hugo, and vaguely knew that he still had a way to play more openly, but she was willing to exchange her body for resources, which didn't mean she was willing to personally experiment with those "playable games". A more open approach".

She knew how miserable the girl who was taken to the "pool" was. She had a full beard and tail when she went in, but she was only breathless when she came out, so she was always careful about her duty, but she didn't expect that she still didn't escape this catastrophe .

"Mr. Hugo asked me to take Ms. Yan there." The bodyguard who had been by Hugo's side in the past looked grim now, and what he said seemed like a pass to hell.

Yan Yici forced a smile and said, "I'm not feeling well today, can I not go now?"

"Mr. Hugo asked me to take Ms. Yan there." The man just repeated this sentence, but this time after finishing speaking, he grabbed Yan Yici's wrist.

Fear made her struggle, and even the voice of resistance became sharp and piercing: "Let me go! Let me go! Help——"

However, the streets in the middle of the night are full of people who lack morality, and the few passers-by look indifferent, and even take the initiative to avoid them.

Yan Yici was about to despair, she watched the car with the wide open door getting closer and closer, she could almost see her own dark future.

However, after a crisp sound of "啪——", all the restraints were revealed, and Yan Yici watched in horror as the person who was holding her collapsed, revealing the person wearing the mask behind her and holding the steel pipe tightly. woman.

"Lu Heng—" Her voice sounded like a whine.

tbc.