[Comprehensive] Retirement of the brave

A big case.Across multiple countries, the number of victims numbered in the thousands, and the number continued to grow.

The deceased in country A had their teeth removed, and freedom of speech was written next to their bodies; the dead in country E had their eyes gouged out, and the words “gentlemen” were written next to their bodies; the dead in country R had their hearts removed, and ambition was written next to their bodies; The spine of the deceased in country I was removed, and the spine was written next to the body; the brains of the people in country I were taken away, and slaves were written next to the body...

As for why they were included in one case, it was because every corpse, no matter how he died or was taken away, had a nail fixed between his eyebrows—a silver nail.

The case, code-named "Silver Nail", was so extensive and had such a vicious impact that the listeners felt their hairs stand on end and their spines shudder.In order to find out the black hands behind the scenes, various countries have mobilized national elite police forces and local special talents to set up a multinational case cooperation investigation team.

Yuan Xuan is also one of the transferred personnel.

Congming knocked on the door of the ward for a long time, but there was no response, so he had to open the door himself.In the ward, Yuan Xuan was sitting by the window sill and reading materials.Information about the "Silver Nail" case was pasted everywhere on the walls and on the ground.A series of red lines connect them in series, like a bloody road.

All his mind was immersed in the materials in his hands, and he didn't hear the voice coming from Ming at all.There were heavy dark circles on his face, but his eyes were shining, as if the whole person was in a strange madness.

Cong Ming frowned and stepped forward quickly, took out the documents in his hand and kept them aside, then broke Yuan Xuan's shoulder, shook him vigorously and said: "Hey, Yuan Xuan, how long have you not slept, hello. "

"Ah, ah?" Yuan Xuan seemed to have just recovered from that state, he looked at Congming slowly and blinked slowly, as if he had finally recognized who the person in front of him was. "Oh, from Ming..."

He frowned and snapped his fingers, "One, two..." Then he said slowly, "Probably, four days."

Congming's fingers couldn't help exerting some strength, Yuanxuan muttered softly, "It hurts."

He suddenly let go of his hand, and instead grabbed Yuan Xuan's clothes with both hands and gritted his teeth, he said, "Do you know what you're doing, Yuan Xuan? Who wants to solve the 'silver nail' issue early, but it's definitely not based on your In this way, you are overdrawing your own life!"

Yuan Xuan's thinking seems to have not come back, and the whole person seems a little dull.Suddenly his eyes widened, and regardless of being caught by Congming, his face blushed, and he desperately hooked the documents scattered on the windowsill while waving at Congming, and said excitedly: "Do you know what I found? I Got it, I'm going to grab his tail..."

"Yuanxuan!" Congming couldn't bear it anymore and gave away his hand, angrily kicking at the papers all over the floor.

Yuan Xuan said without realizing it: "It's a plague, infection, death, and the desire to kill spreads like a plague. It's not a single person, not even an organization that kills."

"They, they..." He stood up suddenly, his eyes became brighter, "They want to plunge the whole world into blood. One by one, hide their crimes in the crimes of the group, and never find the root cause , innocent, punishable..."

His voice became softer and softer, and finally he fell down on the window sill with a 'plop'.He bowed his head, his long unkempt hair covered his eyes, and he was silent.

When Cong Ming couldn't help but wanted to help him, he suddenly heard his soft laughter, "I may not be the first to find their purpose, after all, our country is vast and the number of crimes discovered is still small. The information is not comprehensive."

"But they can't find a way to control it, can they?" Yuan Xuan raised his head, his head was tilted, his hair slipped aside to reveal his cold eyes.

He didn't wear glasses, without the barrier of the lens, Yuan Xuan's eyes fell into Cong Ming's eyes more directly.

There is a clear insight into the truth, there is a coolness, but there is no bitterness or despair.His eyes are like frozen lakes, nothing can make waves in them.

"You..." Looking into such a pair of eyes, what Cong Ming wanted to say stopped on his lips.He watched Yuan Xuan grow from a young boy to the present 28 years old, and he couldn't understand him very well.

Smart, stubborn, with the madness of a moth to a flame.Sometimes it looks a little naive, sometimes it looks like an old man who has experienced the world in order to mature.

In the past, at the beginning, he was worried that Yuan Xuan would go astray, so he always tried his best to tell him that he should not be able to do anything by himself as a half-grown boy.

Later, he was worried that Yuan Xuan would surpass Hui Yiyao.So, I ran all day to help him clean up the mess, and the most common thing to say was to let the little bastard go to rest.

This worry lasted for ten years, and the little bastard became a big bastard, which became more and more worrying.Congming closed his eyes and took a step back, and said weakly, "No matter what you think, take a good rest first, no matter what the 'Silver Nail' case is, you should always have the energy to deal with it."

Cong Ming turned around and walked to the door, paused, opened the door, and walked out.Speaking of which, he was almost forty, and his hair was quite grey.In the past, I always told Yuan Xuan that these hairs are all gray because I worry too much about him.

The next day, Cong Ming opened the door again, and there was no one in the ward.The wind poured into the ward through the wide open window, and the papers all over the floor were blown up and then fell down one after another.

After breaking free from the pain, his body felt light, and when Yuan Xuan's consciousness came back again, his first feeling was—deja vu.

He blinked, the surroundings were pure white, "This is..."

"

Wake up and go back, this is not the place for you. "Yuan Xuan searched for the sound, and saw Bai sitting on a reclining chair not far away, reading a book.

He smiled, "Bai? Long time no see."

Bai raised his eyes from the book and looked at him faintly, "It seems that you haven't fully woken up yet." He closed the book and stood up, put the book on the chair and walked in front of Yuan Xuan.

"What do you remember?"

"I..." Yuan Xuan frowned, countless fragments of broken memories suddenly flooded out of his blank brain.Bloody, full of madness, soaked in screams, he was dizzy from the impact, and his soul was like a lake where stones were thrown, with ripples in layers.

Then he calmed down suddenly, looked at Bai in a daze, a tear broke free from the socket of his eye, and disappeared into the air. "I am already dead."

His soul was floating there, and something was shining between his brows.The way he died was reflected on his soul, the thickest color extending from his back like wings that embraced him.His spine had been gouged out.

"I remember that there were many people, many faces, and I was among them. Resentment, jealousy... a lot of negative emotions were detonated, and they imitated the method of the 'Silver Nail Case' to retaliate wantonly."

Yuan Xuan said in a daze, and suddenly smiled: "I also remembered that I found the source of the original disease, and I told him to hand it over to Congming. But there were too many people, so I didn't run away. So, I Just... died."

Bai looked at him without saying a word, and shook his head slightly, "Do you still remember who you are?"

"Bai, why did you ask this suddenly? Don't you know everything, why don't you..."

"I'm asking you," Bai interrupted him, his faint eyes met Yuan Xuan's, which made him flustered inexplicably.

"I, I am..." Yuan Xuan's originally relaxed expression gradually froze, and then was replaced by fear and panic. "I, who am I?" He suddenly couldn't remember who he was, was, was it because of death?Must be, right?

"Two things." Bai waved his sleeves, and a large mirror appeared beside him, and Yuan Xuan's figure was reflected in the mirror. He flinched unconsciously, and then was restrained by Bai's shoulders.

"First thing, you are not dead."

"No, I don't want to listen, Bai..." Yuan Xuan struggled vigorously under Bai's hands, and the blood on his face looked a bit like a ghost at this moment.

Unmoved, Bai went on to say: "The second thing is that you are not Yuan Xuan." The figure in the mirror changed, and Yuan Xuan's original image changed into that of a weeping girl.

"You wrote his story, he came alive and died under your pen." Bai let go of his hand, and the soul of his man has become the same as in the mirror.

"Although you have slowly discovered that you can't control Yuan Xuan's words, deeds, and choices, you still insist on this story. You have prepared an ending for Yuan Xuan, an ending destined to die, in order to sublimate him."

Bai walked back to the chair, took the book on the chair and slumped it in front of the girl. The title of the book was - 108 Investigative Postures.

"You put too much affection on him and this story, so when you want to lead him to the end, you start to hesitate. So Yuanxuan became a frequent visitor of the middle class, and every time he was on the verge of death, because of your hesitation And come back to life.”

Bai took the girl's hand and stuffed the book into her hand.The girl took the book tremblingly, and slowly hugged it into her bosom, tightly, almost embedded in her soul, and then burst into tears.

"But, the story must end anyway, so Yuan Xuan died in the end. Even if you desperately stop it, desperately trying to find a path that can lead to consummation. This is Yuan Xuan's choice. He is for his lifelong ideal. Dead, you can't stop him."

The girl curled up on the ground, crying almost out of breath.She remembered, remembered everything.She is not Yuan Xuan, never him.

On that day, when she finally struggled to finish the novel, the huge guilt and pain almost overwhelmed her.This is her first book, the first world she has created, and Yuan Xuan is the protagonist she has spent countless days and nights sculpting countless emotions.

She would joke about him in the jokes with her friends, saying that Yuan Xuan was still single at such an age, and she was a little sorry for him.He smiled and said that he would definitely experience many hardships in the future, talking about his life and his death.

The loss was more unbearable than she thought it would be, like someone close to you who was with you day and night, your best friend, your family, dying because of you.

She began to suffer from insomnia all night and night, and refused to open a new book.She began to be in a daze often, and her nose would feel sore because she suddenly thought of a certain plot in the book.

"You have an obsession, and this obsession makes you trapped in Yuanxuan's role without knowing it, and it is difficult to extricate yourself." Bai looked at the girl with drooping eyes, and sighed.

"I'm not very good at consoling, but I have to say, the person you molded, Yuan Xuan is indeed very smart."

The girl sobbed and curled up into a ball, her face was buried deep in her arms, and thin sobs could be heard from time to time.

"He once realized the difference in this world, and also realized where he belongs." Bai drew a circle in the air, and Yuan Xuan's appearance appeared in the circle.

A pair of peach blossom eyes, delicate features, and a smile like a warm sun.He came into the girl's ears with a helpless voice: "Although I felt powerless and painful when I first realized it, but, unknown person, I am very grateful to you for giving birth to me and walking me on such a path. Maybe my liking for it is also based on your description, but at least it seems very real to me."

"So, thank you. Our story will eventually end, but your story continues, please work hard, and I hope you will walk on a path you love."

The girl knelt in front of Yuan Xuan's image, leaning forward, her hands trembling, wanting to touch it but not daring to touch it. "Sorry, really, really sorry..."

Bai squatted down in front of the girl and stretched out his hand, "Go back, your family should be anxious. Although you won't remember everything that happened after you go back, his words will remain in your heart."

After all, he gently tapped the girl's forehead with his hand. Now he doesn't need to call out the black knife every time for such a thing as returning the soul.

With his touch, the girl's soul slowly faded, and when she was about to disappear, she raised her head, with tears in her eyes but a big smile on her face, "If possible, I want to tell him that this book was originally called Chaoyang , stuck in the quagmire, heart to the rising sun"

"He knows."

"Bai, thank you." The girl smiled and said, her soul completely faded, and the middle class returned to silence.

"Bai, you've been sent a good person card again? Hahaha, you're an orphan."

Bai rubbed his brows, "Shut up."

The author has something to say: Friends in the comment area, please help stop a certain guy who came over with a knife, I will withdraw first.

The next world is soul-suppressing, and the drama version is not allowed to write, so I can only write novels.I am going to read the original work twice again, hoping that it will not be ruined.

Love you all, and, happy back to school.