Chapter 81: the Avengers

Ep66 The Avengers
When receiving a call from his boss Gaudi, Leo was dealing with dense drawers and small pieces in the physical evidence storage room of the Los Angeles Unified Police Station. Although a lot of old files were lost in the archives' soaking water, the relevant physical evidence of the pending case should still be preserved, and he tried to find any useful clues from it.
In a drawer labeled "13/4/1996 Lin's Husband and Wife Murder Case", he found a yellowed note, the pen and ink on it had been somewhat faint, but the handwriting was still clear. He took out the letter from Little Suker and compared it, and found that the tails of the "Y" letters on both sides were habitually sharply rolled, and Leo suspected that it was the same person's handwriting. If it is the same person, then Sucker's "mentor", Enjoyer, is probably the murderer who led to the killing of the Qing Family.
Relying on this piece of clues in his hand, trying to find "Enjoyer" from the vast crowd is obviously a difficult project, but Leo is determined that no matter how difficult it is, he must bring this devil, who has been free for 20 years, to justice. . This is the most sincere thing he can do for the killing in prison.
The cell phone rings at this moment.
"Whatever you do, come back immediately," Gaudi said bluntly.
"What happened?"
"'Serial killer killer' escapes from Rex Island."
New York LaGuardia Airport.
Rob saw the figure of Leo in the crowd, and immediately greeted him and gave him a big hug: "Hey man, you are finally back! Do you know how much mental torment I suffered after you fled! Jasmine didn't find you and almost opened the door of my house. I want to buy myself more life insurance! "
"Where is Jasmine?" Leo asked. He also received a call from Jasmine outside these days, but under the pretext of "executing the task", he hung up in a few voices. It is estimated that his sister's anger had accumulated to a considerable extent.
"She stayed with her fiance in the hospital for a week before, and the boy recovered well. Later, Jasmine saw that you didn't mean to come back in a short time, so she planned to talk to ... Li Biqing," Rob spit out the name, "out A few days off on holiday, as if to go to Las Vegas, just left yesterday. "
Leo sighed involuntarily. He can now completely distinguish the real Li Biqing psychologically from the "brother-in-law" role he played before killing the youth, so he seems more calm than Rob. "Holiday? She's never been with her previous boyfriends. Maybe she's a whimper. They married in Las Vegas directly."
"It's quite possible." Rob laughed.
They left the airport lobby, got on the black Chevrolet SUV, and headed for the city.
On the way, Rob, who drove from time to time, glanced at his partner in the front passenger's seat. The latter seemed to lack rest, and his face was a little sullen, but his mental state was much better than when he was drinking and drinking sadness. Now, his eyes are clear, like a calm and deep sea.
Brewed by wind and frost, experience, and emotions, this man is more flavorful than before, Rob thought with jealousy.
"It's not too late if you find that you are in love with me now." The black-haired detective spotted his partner's voyeur, teasing him, "I have no fiance yet."
Rob was almost drooled and coughed twice: "When did your flirting skills come up? Two years ago, if you could be so knowledgeable and fun, poor Eve wouldn't be sympathized by people in the entire branch. You know How did they persuade her, 'Don't give up, girl, don't try to fall in love with the Robot Men.' "
Leo couldn't help laughing: "I'm so bad in your eyes?"
"Oh no, you are an elite, but you are too elite, only suitable as a colleague, not a couple. Every string in your mind is tied to words such as law enforcement, chasing after crimes, solving crimes, and talking about business. Do n’t talk about personal feelings, do you know how much pressure this brings to the people around you?
Rob spoke sharply.
But this feeling has faded a lot now, and you seem to become more ... more humane.
He again Glancing at Leo, he teased arrogantly: "Or lover? Is this someone's credit?"
Leo's gaze was slightly dimmed: "He escaped?"
This so-called "he", Rob knew to himself: "Yes, when the prison name was called this morning, no trace was found. On the bed in his cell, the body of the prisoner next door was lying, his hands and feet were bound, and a knife was in his body. A prisoner identified him as the one who made the knife. To make matters worse, the deceased's name was Timothy Berardi. "
Leo frowned. "Is that‘ that ’Bellardi?

"Yes, it's 'that' Bellardi." Rob couldn't help sighing. "This 'underground world' is about to start another storm. You say it's not good to kill the youth, it's the infamous mafia. family!"
"God knows who provokes who." Leo looked a little uncomfortable. "There is something strange about this. Even if he hates the other person, he won't start in his cell and leave the weapon on the scene. This is not his style at all. . Someone is framing him, Rob. "
"Maybe, but jailbreaking isn't always framed," Rob said. "I'm not surprised at all. I have long felt that this guy will slip out of prison sooner or later. The high wall power grid can't stop him at all. . "
Leo still keenly grasped the key points: "The key is, why choose this time and place? If you want to escape from prison, you have more opportunities in MCC, why should you take the initiative to serve on the heavily guarded Rex Island and serve from there? Jailbreak? What was there that interested him so much? People, things, or clues about the incident ... "
"Who knows, this guy has deep thoughts. The news about his escape is still tightly sealed, and I can hardly imagine that the public opinion that has shown some signs of calm in the case of killing young people, if stimulated by this news, it will be set off. What an uproar. "Rob said.
"So Gaudi called us to get him back as soon as possible. By the way,‘ as soon as possible ’means‘ if you ca n’t get it done within a few days, do n’t take your Christmas break this year ’.

"But it's less than two weeks before Christmas!" Rob said morosely. "How can we find fish and sea birds and forests? Is it possible to catch and kill young people once again?"
"In short, go to Rex Island Prison to investigate."
Among the clues investigated by Rex Island Prison, Leo and Rob were most concerned about the out-of-connection of the prison guard Simon.
Beginning at 9 o'clock last night, the monitoring probes in some areas of the Fifth District were shut down, and the guards were restarted until they were discovered by the guards who took over the work at 7 am. This part of the area covers the vicinity of cell 1317 and the aisle leading to the outside of the prison area. There are no videos to check.
Fortunately, the surveillance probes on the road on the island recorded the figures of Simon and another man wearing a prison uniform. They drove from District 5 west to District 10 and got off at the barge dock. The man swiped his ID card into the barge, and Simon drove back to District 5.
The man lowered his brim, and his face could not be seen in the surveillance video, but the access control record in Zone 10 showed that the temporary ID card belonging to Simon passed through the first floor of the barge prison unimpeded, and finally opened the door to Iron door on the deck. Obviously this is the way to kill the youth.
"This is the easiest and most pleasant way to escape from prison I've ever seen. The prison guard named Simon, who knows the law and breaks the law, would rather go to jail and help the youth to leave. Is he brainwashed ... oh, look!" Rob said. He greeted Leo on the screen, "A hug of affectionate style ~ style ~ ~! I bet the little prison guard must love him so much that he lives alive. It was only after less than a month in prison that our dark heroes gained another brain powder. ! "
"Shut your mouth, Lobri!" Said the dark-haired detective with a calm face.
Robble immediately converged the hippie smiley face and put on a serious and upright look: "I think we should start with Simon. Even if he disappears, it is easier to find him than to kill him."
It's really easy for federal agents to find a citizen with a permanent residence and identity record. More than an hour later, they found Simon's body in a quiet alley.
From the landing position, he fell from a twelve-story high-rise building, and his body fell terribly. The rooftop platform has no traces of struggle. Hats, scarves and shoes are neatly placed by the railings. A testament that reads "I am confused, knows the law, and has no face to face my family and society" is pressed below. See Going up is an undisputed suicide.
But experienced Leo and Rob sniffed the taste of bureaucracy and murder.
Simon's body was carried away by the police and handed over to a forensic doctor for examination. Regardless of suicide or homicide, this trail of follow-up killing was interrupted.
Just when Leo and Rob thought they were going to fight another formidable battle and a protracted battle, two days later, in the evening, a 911 alarm call revealed a criminal offense that was under the FBI for its harsh nature and practices. Attention, the information fell into the hands of the two.
Because of the children's strong demands, the Redmond family started to decorate the Christmas tree more than a week in advance. Mr. Raymond was responsible for transporting a five- or six-meter-tall fir tree into the villa's lobby, which was erected next to the fireplace, and the children happily entangled with ribbons, bells and shiny little stars. Mrs. Raymond baked a cup of cupcakes and greeted the children with a smile, washing their hands and eating snacks.
The knock sounded at this moment.
Raymond was a little surprised. If there is a visitor, the security guard will register at the iron gate outside the courtyard, and the housekeeper will inform the owner of the guest's identity. With his nod, the guest can enter the villa under the guidance of the servant.
But he didn't receive any news at the moment, and the door of the villa was knocked. Is it the last tabloid reporter who was going to write a special topic for him, or is it a new servant who doesn't understand the rules? Before he pressed the pager to notify the security guard, the lively six-year-old daughter had jumped up and ran to open the door.
A young Asian man is standing outside, wearing a stylish and neat hooded casual jacket. Seeing the blonde girl opening the door, he stretched out his left hand and pulled down his hat. A handsome smile appeared on his handsome face: "Good evening, little girl."
"Good evening, sir." The little girl said with a smile, "Are you here for my dad?"
"Your father's name is Irving Raymond?"
"Yes."
"That's it." The man stepped forward, and the door closed silently behind him. He ran out a huge rainbow lollipop from his pocket, and handed it to the little girl: "Christmas present." The little girl cheered, took the candy, and smiled sweetly and slyly at her father: "I can eat it, right? Dad? This is a Christmas gift! "
Raymond looked at this strange and inexplicable visitor, frowning, his tone harsh: "Who are you? How did you get in? Please go out right away, otherwise I'll call the security guard."
The guest seemed to turn a blind eye to the dissatisfaction and exclusion of the male host, and said to himself, "As for you, Hayden Kolten, this is my Christmas gift for you." He kept showing his right hand behind his back, showing his hand. Holding a long-handled fire axe, the wide and sharp axe blade reflected in the light of the chandelier.
Raymond's face was iron blue, as if he had lost his blood for a moment, and he stepped back half a step unconsciously. "I don't know what you're talking about, I don't call that name, you recognize the wrong person! Get out, or I'll be polite! Shirley!" He turned and yelled at his wife who was stunned by excessive shock: "Take Children hide behind them! Press the siren! "
"Of course you know what I'm talking about. Twenty years is indeed a long time, but it's not enough to make you dementia, right?" Said Uninvited. His voice was calm, but this unusual calm was formed by the deep-seated hatred and extreme forest condensation, as if it had become a substance, permeating through every inch of his body.
He stepped forward step by step, holding the end of the axe handle in his hand, the axe blade scraped on the marble floor with his footsteps, and the sound of "吭 啷, 吭 啷" was crunching as he dragged ... like it came from The death knell.
The woman's scream and the child's cry exploded all around, but he remained unheard, but step by step towards the goal: "Do you know, you always appear in my nightmare and have been for many years ... those years I could n’t really fall asleep, because as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw my mother ’s head staring at me outside the windowsill, and heard her wailing wailing ... I still remember what you did to me, knowing that What does it feel like, like the whole world is a hell, nothing but pain, pain, pain. "
Raymond stepped back indifferently, and seemed to be forced by a huge invisible pressure, and had to try his best to shrink his living space. You are ... he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound when he was making a mouth shape.
"I didn't say that I wanted to get any response from you, shock, guilt, regret or death. It didn't make any sense to me." The visitor tilted his head and smiled, the smile was and cruel. Looking forward, eagerly trying to shred, "I just want you to be afraid, because fear is said to make it more painful."
Raymond, no, it should be said that Hayden Kolten's back hit the cabinet near the fireplace, grabbing the drawer handle with his fingers, trying to prop up his weak body.
Su Qing suddenly waved the axe handle, so fast that he saw only one residual image. The axe hit Hayden's wrist, and a muffled sound of fractured bones was heard. One of the hands / guns slipped down in the scream and fell to the floor. Immediately after another heavy blow, his other carpal bone was also shattered in the flesh, Hayden fell to the ground, screaming continuously and softly, his drooping hands retracted into his arms in vain.
In order to better understand his pain, the attacker crouched down in front of him, carefully looking at the twisted features, rolling cold sweat, and trembling body, as if enjoying a long-cherished opera.
"Let me go ... I have been converted ..." Hayden was almost faint, and begged intermittently. "I met Shirley, only to find out how terrible and disgusting I was, living a life like a beast ... I I don't want to be driven by that desire anymore. I want to be a normal person for her ... I want to be a good father, love my three children, and no longer hurt anyone ... Please don't kill me, don't let My children are so young that they have no father and their family is ruined ... "
The killing broke out with a burst of laughter: "You begged me not to let your family be ruined? After you destroyed so many families and killed so many children, you said that you want your own family, your own children? How? Beautiful reformation! "He held the axe and smiled back and forth," This word is so useful! No matter how cruel, vicious, and dehumanizing crimes you have done before, one day you suddenly want to be reformed, put down the butcher knife, stand on the ground Become a Buddha, and then the old thing will be written off? You become a protector of women and children, ah, what a deep affection, what a great fatherly love, who is untouched if you are not touched-are you expecting I think so? "
"Go and plead before God." He laughed, and stood up and declared indifferently, "Whether he forgive you or whether you forgive yourself-I will never forgive you!" Then he broke with an axe. Hayden's two ankles, bent over, pulled up the collar, and dragged each other to the window sill in the living room.
Shirley trembled in the corner, stunned her three children. The alarm button was pressed, but there was no movement in the courtyard. So many servants and security guards suddenly disappeared without any response. She burst into tears, forcing herself not to cry, pulled out her phone and dialed tremblingly, muttering in her mouth: "911, 911 ..."
After a long wait for a few seconds, the call was connected, and she heard the voice of the operator, as if holding a driftwood in the flood of the dying flood, crying aloud ...
Her husband's scream came from the living room, tingling her eardrum, and the six-year-old daughter suddenly struggling violently, screaming "Dad! Dad!" Rushed out of her arms.
She screamed in panic: "Jennifer! No, Jennifer--"
Jennifer stood barefoot on the floor at the end of the living room. Her delicate skirt and messy blond hair made her look like a doll that accidentally fell into the dirt. Her pretty light green eyes were wide open, and she was watching motionlessly on the windowsill—
She watched the axe waving, watched the blood splatter, watched the living father turn into pieces of flesh and blood, watched the red blood splattered the guest uncle's face, and the uncle just gave her a smile just now A rainbow lollipop ... She stood there looking at it like sleepwalking, with no expression on her face.
Sha Qing dropped the axe and held Hayden's head with both hands-it was the only thing that hadn't been chopped. Then he jumped from the window sill, landed on the lawn, and placed his head squarely on the blade of grass, letting his dead eyes stare at the window sill. He breathed softly, dipped his fingertips on the cheeks with the warmth of blood, and smeared the lips of his skull in scarlet.
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." He whispered to his skull, then turned his head, looking at the little girl staring blankly at it all, and revealed a and quiet smile: "Sorry, boy, this is really a terrible thing Stunning Christmas Eve. "
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