Chapter 38: Reincarnation (on)

Ep31 reincarnation
The child welfare home is located in a small two-story building on the east side of the church. When Leo and Li Biqing entered the first-floor corridor, they saw the figure of a nun in a black dress, coming out lightly from one of the bedrooms.
The moment she looked up and found them, a round of shock and solitude swept across her round face, and she said calmly, "Gentlemen, how did you get in? During this time, the church is not open to the public. Please leave immediately. Or I will call the police! "
"Sister Emma?" Leo asked with a serious look.
"Yes ..." the nun answered unconsciously.
Leo pulled out her document and flickered in front of her. "FBI. There is a serial homicide. We need your cooperation to investigate. About the child in this welfare home-"
He didn't finish talking, and Emma, ​​like a beast pierced by the spikes of a trap, scrambled up, hurriedly opened the door behind her, flashed in, and quickly closed the door and locked it.
The sound of broken glass and the falling of hard objects came from the room.
Leo immediately slammed the door twice without breaking open, and immediately used G / Rock with a muffler, firing two shots on the edge of the door lock.
The door was opened with a kick, and there was no one in the room. A glass window and the edge of the wooden window were smashed to pieces. It seemed that the strong nun just fled through the window.
Li Biqing reached out and touched the sheets on the children's bed by the window, anxiously: "I still have Wen, she took this child!"
"Follow me!" Federal agents followed the window.
They chased the vague shadow not far away and ran across the backyard. The nuns gradually widened the distance between the two sides by virtue of their extreme familiarity with the environment. As the car engine rang suddenly, a gray Camry rolled over the atrium square, opened the closed iron gate, and roared towards the church.
Leo and Li Biqing rushed out of the gate, immediately launched Chevrolet stopped outside the wall, and raced against each other.
Obviously, the kinetic energy of this government-equipped SUV is far more than that of an old-fashioned car that has been retired for seven or eight years. Within ten minutes, they catch up with the gray Camry and see it panicking towards the road outside the town. Escape-This trail runs through the edge of the forest to the neighboring counties.
While driving, Leo called State Police Eden and asked the other party to inform the county police to organize roundups. When he hung up, the suspect's car was within range.
"Help me steer the steering wheel!" He said to Li Biqing in the front passenger seat, then extended his head and arms out of the window and raised his gun at the rear tire of the front car.
He fired three shots, and two shots hit the target. The tire that was instantly knocked off struggling the car for tens of meters, then rushed out of the roadbed and stopped crookedly in the sparse forest.
Federal agents pushed the door and jumped down, holding a gun and shouting, "Get off! Slowly open the door and come down alone!"
After a moment of silence, Emma opened the door of the driver's seat and got out of the car, but not alone. Her sturdy left arm passed under a child's armpit, holding her against her chest, holding a paper knife in her right hand, and holding her sharp blade against the hostage's neck. It was a five- or six-year-old girl, wearing a white cotton nightdress, with long, light-gold curly hair like a large clump of seaweed, struggling and crying in panic and fear under the sudden restraint.
-Debi!
Leo's arms were stiffened in the night wind.
The scene in front of me ... Was time gone back to five years ago, or did the hateful grievance finally reappear? His eyes widened incredibly, his face muscles stiffened like a poor sculpture, and in order to control the corners of his lips that were not trembling, he gritted his teeth tightly, and the straight jaw lines were as hard as metal.
"Stop the gun! Otherwise I'll kill her!" Emma stared nervously at him, her dark green eyes bursting with terror and violence. "Don't think this is just a threat, you know I can do it! Throw your gun, back, back! "
Leo knew that, as a rule, he must show some softening gestures to temporarily alleviate the murderer's uncontrollable mood and avoid stimulating the other side to kill the killer desperately, but he could not move-he could not move even a finger, and said a word Not out!
His mind was spinning in the skull, but his body was as rigid as a stone, as if a gate had completely cut off the neural connection between them!
He thought that after confessing all the past gloom, he could finally get out of the maze-like nightmare and re-breath fresh air-but no! He was still in a nightmare, and his relief before was just a ridiculous fool. He heard Tadu's mocking sound, echoing madly and proudly: "Shoot! Let's play this game again, just like countless times before ~ ​​before ~ ​​before, shoot through her neck and let the blood column Squirting beautifully. Hurry up and shoot, I can't wait! "
--Do not! wake up! Leo, wake up quickly! His soul shouted in the imprisoned body, but no one except him could hear ...
In the face of the uncompromising muzzle of the federal agent, Emma's fright seemed to have crossed that limit and began to be replaced by the grim and violent gush. She pressed the blade down, and a ray of blood appeared on the girl's thin white neck, meandering like a newly hatched baby snake.
"Sister, relax. Actually you don't want to do this, right." It was as if the breeze was coming, a soft voice said, "Look at Xiao Debi, how cute she is, I bet she is the most sensible in the welfare home Child, she will eat and dress by herself, obediently without causing trouble, and kiss your cheek before going to bed, saying 'good night' with a sweet voice, do you remember? "
It seemed that the words of the Chinese-born boy evoked imagination, and Mother Emma's eyes softened unconsciously, and the blade pressed on the girl's neck slightly loosened, "I don't want to kill her, don't force me ... put down the gun, put down the gun! "
Li Biqing hugged Leo's waist with one hand, and pressed his wrist slowly and gently, so that the muzzle fell to the ground. "Leo, listen to me, loosen your fingers and hand the gun over I ... Leo, believe me. "
Federal agents did not respond. His mental gate was closed, but it was not completely sealed. The boy was the only vent.
Li Biqing got the gun and bent over and placed it on the mud. "Well, you see, we sincerely want to talk to you. Could you let go of that poor child first?"
"No!" The nun refused, "I won't let go of her unless you give me the car and leave my sight completely."
"There is no need for such a violent reaction, Sister, we are just investigating the case and asking a witness ..."
"Don't lie to me--" Emma interrupted him sharply. "You already know! As soon as I look at your eyes, you know that you already know everything! I won't be arrested, I know it will be caught What an end! "
"Why do you do that? You are a respected clergyman. I believe that when you make an oath before God, your heart must be full of light and love, just like Father Bo Yisi, isn't it?" Li Biqing looked at her with a sad and sympathetic look.
His eyes hurt her. And the name he said seemed to have a soldering iron in her heart, and she trembled in pain. "God! God Almighty and beloved! Yes, I once vowed in my heart to serve the Lord with all my heart and devotion, and to give all my body and mind to the Lord, when I was a twelve-year-old girl. And I did the same. A few years! "As if Tochigi rolled over her chest, Emma's low voice with unbearable dull pain," I'm twenty-nine years old, and I'm still a virgin! You've all tasted male and female love I have to be virtuous all my life. 'You are married to God', someone said to me, but I do n’t understand, if God is really my husband, why hasn't he ever me? "
Li Biqing looked at this nun, who was struggling with desire and faith, and there was a trace of real compassion in her eyes.
Once the instincts and instincts of the creature are restrained, like grass under the slate, if you want to find a gap to squeeze it out, if the gap is blocked, one day it will explode with powerful and deformed power. Rigid cracks-this is the power of desire.
"You can choose to take off the nun clothes, Emma, ​​and return to a life that really suits you. God doesn't feel like you have a green hat just because you get married and have children."
"It's too late!" The nun looked desperate. "If anyone could say this to me earlier ... before I kill the first one ... before I fall in love with Father Bo Yisi ..."
This possibility was expected by Li Biqing, "Fr, does he know?" He asked.
"No, I've been hiding because I don't want to be alienated by him." She sneered sneer. "Even if you know it, his body and mind are dedicated to God. There is no trace of debris to distribute to others."
"So you can only love him in another way. The priest is convinced of that‘ revelation ’and puts his faith into action. You should know everything about the basement?

"Yes, I knew it many years ago. I fought for him and helped him clean up the traces left behind," Emma mumbled dreamily. "Only at this time can I feel that except God, I Is the person closest to him ... "
"It's like a secret that belongs only to you, right? You enjoy this feeling." Li Biqing calmly analyzed: "Maybe the first or two children died of illness or accident, but then, very For a long time, it was calm. You began to feel empty, anxious, and dissatisfied. You prayed that God would recycle a little servant sooner, but this expectation was not realized. Finally, one day, you can no longer suppress the drive of desire, in order to continue The unique relationship between you and the priest begins to cause man-made death together ... do you feel guilty, even if only once? "
"Maybe, but I don't regret it at all." The nun confessed bluntly, perhaps seeking the approval of others, "When you are determined to do anything for a person, it is not so difficult to kill even if you kill, sometimes On the contrary, it is a kind of pleasure--I don't know which one is stronger than the pleasure of □□, I cannot compare, can you tell me? "
Obviously, this is not love in the normal sense. Some kind of power dominated Emma, ​​and after her countless twists and growths under the slate, she finally found a breakthrough point-killing. The desire to kill made her completely detached.
Li Biqing shook her head and said, "No, I haven't killed anyone, and I can't compare. There is another point I can't understand, why did you just sink Rennie to the bottom of the lake?"
"Because her existence will only tarnish the priest's beliefs. Fighting, stealing, lying, sex, and a bad habit are not like other children," Emma replied ruthlessly. "She is not worthy to be a priest's angel." She looked down. Seeing the little girl crying and kicking in front of her chest, she frowned frantically, "And you, if you grow up a little, will you become your sister, Debi?"
"She won't, she's a good boy." As if waking up from a deep nightmare, the black detective finally recovered his voice, though it seemed hoarse and hard, "Let her go, Emma As long as you let her go, I will never shoot and the car will be left to you, how? "
The nun sneered indifferently under the black headscarf, "No. Now I don't want to run, even if I avoid you, do you think I would naively think that if I was chased by a group of police cars and helicopters, would I still be born? ? "
"At least you can save a life, you never did it, right? Try it, I swear it will make you feel happier than destroying a life." Leo carefully induced her.
"My feeling is not important, it's pleasant or bad, I don't care anymore." Emma's face appeared an abnormal, lazy calmness, as if the person in the snow and ice suddenly felt hot, even if she took off her clothes, she couldn't cool down. That was a sign of imminent death. "I will squat in prison all my life. Even if the prisoner is allowed to visit, the priest who knows the truth will not be willing to see me again-what significance does this ending have for me?"
"That being the case, why don't I give the priest a final gift?" She bowed her head and kissed the whirlpool of Dai Bifa, whispered, "Pass my mood to him, little angel." Then she lifted Raise your wrist and stab at the white swan-like neck of the little girl—
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