Chapter 25: Blood kiss

Ep21 Blood Kiss
When the retina gradually adapted to the dim environment, the outlines of various objects began to appear in front of them through the faint moonlight shining out of the window.
It felt terrible, as if he had become a prey, always alert to the cold arrows that the hunter shot from the darkness, Leo thought warily and unhappy. He wanted to kill the young man, too. In a sense, they were hunters.
As he walked down the stairs on the third floor, Leo accidentally kicked a dark object, probably an empty beverage can lost by the two murder suspects, and made a loud bang.
Damn it! The moment the thought flashed through his mind, he curled his body and rolled down the stairs. The wound on the lower back was sorely painful on the steps, but he was still fortunate, because a series of bullets hit the sound immediately, accompanied by the loud sound reverberating in the confined space, and the tongue of fire was very dazzling in the gloom.
The killing in the back immediately pulled the trigger towards the fire, firing five shots in succession.
The sound of gunfire and fire suddenly disappeared. Leo climbed behind a human statue in the corner of the stairs, wondering if the cavalry was shot. From the sound of the gun just now, he heard that the other party should use H & amp; K's MP5. It has high firepower, high rate of fire, high precision, and fast loading. It can completely suppress the firepower of the opponent / gun, which is very suitable for indoor use. Submachine gun for close combat. As a retired soldier, cavalry is really handy in using firearms. According to different shooting needs, he has replaced at least five guns before and after: hand / gun, sniper rifle / gun, ordinary rifle / gun, carbine / gun The submachine gun is really a firearm mad.
There was no sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Leo guessed that the cavalry was still alive and might have been injured, otherwise they would have fired at the killings long ago. And the few seconds he missed the counterattack was enough to kill Qing and move away.
The smoke-smelling air seemed to be solidified by glue, and both sides hid in secret, calculating, just like a beast in the jungle desperate for predation, looking for the most suitable mobile phone meeting.
Leo adjusted his breathing as slowly and slowly as possible. He touched the small bag around the waist of the CQB combat suit with his fingers-the micro-aggressiveness in the left small bag has been used up, and there is a cylindrical hard in the right bag Thing. He immediately remembered that it was a flash / bomb. As a tactical aid, the police often used it to rescue hostages. He had put a spare on his body before changing clothes.
Low-light night vision ... great, I hope the other party can't afford three generations of premium products with strong light protection. Leo opened the safety ring, pressed the reed, and sang loudly in Chinese: "Close your eyes!" Then the flash / bouncy rolled off the floor.
The shout immediately drew a series of firepower. The bullets squeaked on the statue and the wall, and sawdust and brick dust splashed around. Leo tried to shrink behind the statue, buried his head in his arms and closed his eyes.
After 2.5 seconds, a bright white light shrouded the entire room, as if exploding a cloud of mushrooms that swallowed the darkness, all the tangible things melted in the vast white light and turned into nothingness.
There were several sounds from somewhere in the corridor, as if something had fallen to the ground in a panic. Leo guessed that the cavalry had turned off the night vision. After the glare disappeared, he rolled out from behind the bullet-scarred statue, and found another hidden object. The ensuing bullet rain bombarded the entire staircase corner.
Blind fire. It seems that the cavalry has been blinded, and it has been impossible to restore vision for some time.
A hand / gun bullet shot down obliquely from the top, hitting a spark on the MP5 gun case with great precision, Zhen Fei's submachine gun. The second bullet immediately hit his right leg, creating a cloud of blood.
"Enough, kill!" Leo yelled in Chinese, rushing towards the cavalry who groaned / groaned, quickly pulled out a pair of carbon steel handcuffs, folded his right hand back from above his shoulder, and pressed his left hand to his back. Shackled together.
Killing the young man holding the handrail of the staircase and jumping down, the barrel of Bo / Leita M9 pointed directly at the cavalry's head: "He is dead!"
"He was arrested!" Leo pointed his hand / gun at Killing Youth, and Shen said, "Don't be impulsive, don't do stupid things, kill Youth, don't forget our agreement!"
Killing the blue veins, holding the gun still, there was no expression on his face. After a long time, he closed his eyes forcefully, and seemed to make a decision, then lowered his arms slowly, and said in a low voice, "Well, now he is yours."
Leo still stared at him alertly.
Sha Qingchao sneered at his muzzle: "You can shoot and you won't have to chase me later. Rest assured, no law will sue you to cross the river to tear down the bridge."
Leo tasted a guilty conscience and hesitated. "I can't just watch you run away. Come back with me. I will testify to your merit. On the judge's side, I promise to convince him to reduce his sentence at his discretion."
Facing the black and cold muzzle, Sha Qing approached him slowly. "Either put down or shoot."
Calm and indifferent tone, Leo unconsciously stepped back half a step, the index finger on the trigger slightly buckled, "Don't force me, kill me, I don't want to kill you."
"Really, then you think I should have squatted in prison for the rest of my life, wearing poor livery, eating bad food, grabbing bunks, toilets, and shower heads from a group of cows, ghosts, and snakes, and fighting from time to time to defend my butt— —Do you think I must live this life, don't you? "
No, this is not my intention! Leo looked at the youth in front of him, and felt an inexplicable and contradictory pain. At this moment, the killing of the eyes is rational and peaceful, and the gestures are coordinated and elegant. It looks so straight and upright, as if it was born to stand in the warm sunshine and enjoy beautiful things like freedom and happiness, not with those dirty The dark side of the dirty and muddy society is related-why is he a serial killer? There are so many paths to choose from in life, why have to go on a wrong path without a future?
"A person must be responsible for what he has done. We are all the same. No one can do whatever they want." The black-haired federal agent said softly. "The purpose of establishing a prison is not to destroy some people's lives, but to replace them. The broken chain, to bind the beast in his heart, until it is completely deterred. "
"Everyone has a beast in his heart, Agent, you also have it." Sha Qing stretched out an index finger and pointed it at his heart.
"Yes, but unlike you, I will always use the chain of law and morality to lock it tightly in the cage."
"It's not as easy as you think, Agent, things are always changing, and often beyond your control ..."
The fingertips of the slapping young man slowly stroked down the front of the combat suit, crossed the abdomen, and slid down the waist ... This act was very rude, and Leo subconsciously wanted to wave his hand, but there was some weird and sticky atmosphere But sticking to his limbs, he was like a worm wrapped in turpentine, out of breath and unable to struggle ...
He stopped his fingertips on his thigh and said, "You're shot, here."
Leo woke up like a dream, and looking down, there really was a bleeding gun eye on his left leg. Strangely, he didn't feel any pain. Perhaps it was because he was hurting all over his body, and it hurt so much that this injury was nothing.
Sha Qing tore through the torn black cloth and took out a picture of a miniature flashlight. A round hole-shaped gunshot appeared in front of him.
Leo said: "It's a bounce, it's not deep into the meat, it's okay."
"But the wound has to be dealt with in time." Sha Qing handed him the miniature flashlight. "Hold this. I want to get the bullet out."
"Dig with the tip of a knife?"
"I only have triangular ridges / arms. You also know that arsenic is added to the steel, and the wounds that I have contacted are difficult to heal. I have a better way." Said Sha Qing, fingers pressing gently along the thigh muscles, smart And it coincided with a certain law, and then squeezed in Leo's muffled sound, the tail flickered slightly. He tried to pinch with his fingertips, but slipped away, so he made an action that Leo had never expected.
This happened too quickly, and Leo couldn't even react to it-Sha Qing buried his face in the root of his leg, bit his tail with his teeth, and quickly pulled it out. When he raised his face, the blood-stained bullet was still between his lips. Under the black hair, his face was bright white in the flashlight, the blood on his lips was red and shocking, and when dark eyes looked up, Leo took a cold breath and held his breath.
The bullet "Ding" landed on the concrete floor, and a very light and crisp sound, but Leo seemed to be hit by it again, like a mirror, cracked from the center point in all directions, and suddenly broke.
He opened his eyes, his brain was blank, and in the center of the blank was a turbulent rainbow and throbbing fragrance. He didn't even see the killer's face approaching slowly, and then he kissed him.
I don't know who touched it first, the salty smell spread, hot as if to burn the tip of the tongue, sweet and sighing.
What the is this ... no way ... Leo thought vaguely, but he couldn't stop now.
The subject he kissed did not want to stop at all, and supported the edge of his cheek with the palm of his hand, in order to stabilize the bone, or to penetrate more gently.
They tasted each other's taste, exchanged each other's breath, and there was a shock and harmony of flesh and soul, which felt both exciting and serene.
On the floor near their feet, the cavalry was shackled with hands and gasping for blood, and the blindness made him crazy, but no one cared about his pain and the world was desperate.
After not knowing how long, he heard the whispers of two other people, using an exotic language that he could not understand at all.
"... What did you eat for me?" Leo covered his throat, and a small tumbling thing just slipped down from there.
"A pill that allows you to take a break for a while, saves you a dilemma." Killing Qing smiled slightly, and his lips were red with blood, "More importantly, if you escape in front of your eyes, I think you will still shoot . "
"Just right." Leo felt his eyelids start to sour and fell down heavily. He tried to open his eyelids, and his face was not annoyed by the calculations. "Did you count this?" He lifted his wrist hard.
Sha Qing opened his eyes wide in surprise: a pair of steel handcuffs, fasten his left wrist with the other's right wrist firmly. Leo! When did he do it?
"Unfortunately, the key was lost in the battle. It's dark and messy. I guess you have to wait until dawn to find it. In addition, the phone you gave me has been turned on automatically, and you will concentrate on helping me get the warhead. At that time, I dialed the office line with my hand on the back, a number only known to me. They would track the mobile phone signal, even if encrypted, it could be cracked. Soon, a large number of police will come here, you can't run away ... "Leo's voice was getting lower and lower, finally lowering his head.
Killing Qingyu looked at him and smiled bitterly. He thought he had a backhand, but after all, he was put together by the FBI.
"Do you think I won't cut your wrist?" He threatened the sleepy dark-haired agent sharply. Obviously, there will be no response from the other party.
In fact, Leo could not tell him anything about the mobile phone. When the roaring police car surrounded the whole building, maybe he was dragging the other person's unconscious body at that time, crawling in the dark corridor to find the key. . Thinking of this, Su Qing suddenly smiled again.
He bowed his head and kissed the other's wet, dusty and fire / medicine hair, and said softly, "Goodbye, young brave lion."
Then, he gritted his teeth hard and pulled the thumb joint of his left hand backward, making a crackling sound like a "snap". Forcing the pain in the heart, he took his hand out of the steel cuffs, and pushed the dislocated thumb joint back.
Pulling out his hand / gun pointed at the back of the cavalry on the floor, he thought about it and withdrew the gun again. He didn't want to do it while Leo was unconscious.
Turned away very simply, the figure of killing Qing sank into darkness instantly.
Leo was awakened by constant screams, opened his eyelids, and blurred his eyes to focus on a familiar face. "Rob ..." he said hoarsely. "Your face is as ugly as a hangover after a night's carnival."
"I didn't sleep for a moment!" The brown-haired and green-eyed detective twisted almost all his features, hiding his concerns in an angry tone, "I'm glad you're not dead yet, and look like you're off The flag is a long way off. "
"Did you catch him?"
"Oh yes. One death and one injury, it seems I still underestimate your ability, Leo."
"Where's the kill?" He asked hesitantly.
"Killing? He appeared? Have you played against him?" Rob asked in surprise.
Leo raised his right wrist, only to find the other end of the handcuffs hanging empty. Rob's eyes widened: "God, you caught him and handcuffed him? Then he ran away? Did he stun you? Do you see what he looks like?"
"... inexplicable," Leo answered.
"Come on, let's go back and talk." Rob wanted to help him stand up. Probably because the gauze looked half-armed, the FBI next to him took over his job immediately.
The cavalry's hands remained painfully shackled behind his back, being held by two police officers left and right, and dragging his injured right leg out of the building.
Leo looked back. This desolate and gloomy building seemed to resemble the consciousness of an evil spirit, and opened its teeth in the night. Two lines of Gothic inscriptions are engraved on the cornerstone of the outer wall of the gate, faintly visible in the light of the car. He read it out verbatim:
"I can't help killing people, like the poet's inspiration, I can't help but sing."
This is the creed of life of the original owner of the castle, a victory declaration of a schizophrenic serial killer.
"Damn it ..." Leo murmured.
"No, these serial killers are perverted deaths!" Rob agreed, and glanced with a hateful glance at the cavalry about to be escorted to the car. "Thinking of the police who died in the hands of the two scums, thinking of Mai Well, I can't wait to blow his head with a shot! "
His words did not fall, and the cavalry's head suddenly burst, like an egg blasted in a microwave oven, and red blood and white brain sprayed the policeman's face.
Then a low gunshot came in abruptly.
"Sniper!" Someone screamed, and the police searched for the nearest hidden object. A team of FBI commandos quickly flashed into the shadows and ran towards the visual sniper point.
Rob struggled to drag Leo into the car and pressed it under the rear seat. He was afraid he would be charged: "You're an injured person, don't allow heroes!"
Leo allowed his partner to carry it, and wasn't surprised at the end. From the moment he discovered the escape, he predicted the end of the cavalry, and now, the sorrow comes true.
That guy is a serial killer, and he does everything he wants. He should have kept this in mind, instead of waiting for the truth to spill again before he regretted not triggering the trigger.
As for the inexplicable kiss ... it was a mistake, the sequelae of excessive adrenaline secretion, just like the unreasonable behavior that people often make when facing death-he must forget it completely.
But now, he is very tired, so tired that he can't help the whole world. He needed a deadly sleep-sleep without blood, without dreams.
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