Sha Qing

Ep63 gray zone

The fifth district of Rex Island Prison entered a state of martial law due to mass violence that resulted in seven deaths and 25 injuries. After a large-scale search of prohibited items, the warden ordered all the prisoners to be locked in their cells, canceled the wind, bathed, no food, and provided only a small amount of drinking water for 72 hours as a punishment.

The days of endurance and hunger are very difficult. From the beginning, the prisoners scolded and shouted to save saliva. In private, they exchanged a little bit of fruit for the prisoners in possession of the goods with a high price.

In comparison, injured prisoners are treated better in the infirmary. Although medical staff are understaffed and lax, they can still at least have enough food. Eight seriously injured patients were stayed in the guardianship area. The remaining dozen or so were slightly injured. After treating the wound and prescribing medicine, they were taken back to the cell by the prison guard.

Prison doctor Famo is dealing with a costal sharp injury. It extends from the left abdominal ring through the waist to the back. It is long and **** and looks very serious, but it is only a shallow skin trauma, even without stitches. It is enough to bandage with anti-inflammatory gauze and bandages. Famoh was bandaging the wound in the grass, waiting to turn around and say "this can be sent back" to the guard, and he was stuffed into a ball of crumpled banknotes.

"Please, let me take a rest in the infirmary for a day. I can't even eat it when I go back." Murder whispered, the dark wet eyes of the black hair were full of supplications, and his face became more gentle with blood loss. There will be 500 more accounts before this weekend. "

Famour glanced at the face value of the banknote and calmly bounced into his coat pocket. He told the guard: "This injury is serious and needs to be treated."

Sha Qing shot a grateful look at him and lay back weakly on the bed.

After dinner, Famo routinely came to examine the seriously injured. When he walked to the killing bed, he leaned over the other side's ear and said, "Boy, do you know the end of Doctor Huyou in prison?"

"Of course, you are angels in white. Who would be stupid enough to offend the angels?" Sha Qing answered with a smile, "I will definitely arrive before the weekend. In addition, if I say I can arrive every month, can we both discuss in detail Something? But this is not a good place to talk, right. "

Famo thought about it for a few seconds, and quickly made a decision-the prison guards spread a lot of nets to fish, and some had the opportunity to earn extra money, but the prison doctor's oil and water were not so rich, which was a good opportunity. "He needs to go inside for an allergy skin test," he told the guard on duty, adding that while a guard was lazily planning to accompany him, he added: "It's okay, I can do it myself."

The guard was anxious to take the opportunity to walk up the aisle to smoke.

Famo walked into the room with the killer and locked the door. As soon as he spit out the word "you", he was stabbed on the side of the neck by a hand knife and passed out instantly.

"Sorry doctor, although you are an angel, but I am not a Christian." The attacker said insincerely, bent down to retrieve the cell phone from the white coat and dialed a number.

"Blue Star Tarantula, my old friend, how is your business lately?"

"It's okay. I heard that you're taking a long vacation in Rex Island, I thought you were going to cultivate yourself." The voice of a cold young man came from the other side. The voice is unusually clear, but there is less emotional fluctuation than ordinary people, and it seems to be processed by some technology.

"Trust me, this isn't a place to 'cultivate and cultivate'. I have limited time and don't chat about it. Help me find a person," said Shao Qing and turned over the prisoner's badge. "Michelle Famo, District 5 prison Doctor, I need some unspeakable handles from him. "

"Simple, everyone has a handle. How big is it?"

"It can force him to secretly modify the prison medical file and transfer me to the size of a mental ward."

The other laughed: "That's not that big. I believe he will happily tie you to the restraint bed based on what you are doing to make this call."

"I think so."

During the talk, the top hacker code-named "Blue Star Wolf Spider" had obtained all the information and told the killer in a concise manner.

"Thank you. Can you pay on credit and pay after my holiday?"

"No money this time, you can exchange it with a suggestion-I know you are a master of juggling."

"'Toy' is not a joke, you can say 'insight' or 'use'. If it is a suggestion in this regard, you ask."

"How to make one ..." A hacker hesitated for a rare moment. "A person who likes the old and the new hates the old and learns to be sympathetic?"

Sha Qing laughed silently: "Nature? My dear, this is not easy to change. I can only say that either the" old man "will be a changing baby who refreshes every day; or he will never have the opportunity to contact the" new man ". "

"I'll think about it." The other party finished and ended the call.

The gray-haired middle-aged man lay face down, his hands stiffly resting on the edge of the table, the pool of blood soaked through the pages of the case and the face pressed on the table, and then dripped from the curved wrist sticky , Like an indestructible red snake.

Leo went to the desk and looked at the man's flesh-necked neck. The trachea, esophagus, and carotid arteries were cut by sharp blades, and there were no extra **** at the fracture. It was obviously fatal, and the killer was skillful and crisp. He reached out and touched the body, his temperature was still there, and Death had just harvested this life.

A few hours ago, Rob called and was desperately digging from the old classmate to the address of the informant. The black-haired agent immediately flew to San Francisco, entered Tuxu's old apartment on the outskirts, and finally saw the scene in the empty study.

Someone took the lead and killed him before he came to verify it.

There was a dead silence in the room, but Leo could feel that man was still in the house, staring at him with a murderous gloom.

"I know you're here." Leo looked around and exclaimed, "I know you're following me all the way from Orange to San Francisco. Because what I'm investigating has touched your nerves and made you Is there a sense of threat? But to be honest, I am not against you. On the contrary, we can just sit down and talk. If I can use what I have in exchange for some of your information, I think we might as well Think about it, 'Arctic fox'. "

There was no movement around him, he seemed to speak into the air.

The door quietly opened inward, and the old door shaft made a moaning / groaning sound. Leo looked towards the door, and conditionedly reached out and reached under the ribs. He hadn't touched the holster with his fingers, and he felt a cold projectile aimed at his back of his head. The voice distorted by the voice changer came from the back: "Raise your hand, detective, don't do any extra actions, you and I are both professional."

Leo raised his hands slowly, "Let's talk, can we?"

"We have nothing to talk about," the other side said coldly.

"Don't be so vigilant, I don't have any malicious intentions, your case is not under the control of the FBI-if there is a case. But I suspect that the more dangerous cases where Interpol has to be busy are as long as you don't It must be as extraordinary as the 'God Armed Alliance', at best it is a file for the record. "

"That kind of garbage." The other side gave a dismissive snoring.

"Of course, they can't compare with you. I know that the Arctic Fox has always been secretive, hidden, scarce and unpredictable. If it was not for the incident two years ago, you might still be active on the international stage. Go. "Leo said carefully. If he speculates correctly, this will be the only place the other party asks for, and his only trading chip.

Sure enough, the other party asked, "How much did you know about that two years ago?"

"So far, I don't know. But you know that the strength of the government is not comparable to any one person or organization, especially in terms of intelligence. If you want to find out the ins and outs of that matter, I think I and I are in Can do better than you survivors. "

After a short silence, the sound of a half-trigger trigger and insurance opening sounded slightly and thrilling in the quiet space. "Not bad advice, but unfortunately, I don't think you are a trustworthy person."

"Is it because of killing the youth?" Leo asked while the iron was hot. "Because I sent your former companion to jail. You almost put a black gun at me in Orange, is that why?"

The other side sneered: "Your luck is good, but it won't always be that good."

The premise of defaulting the second item is to affirm the first item first. This is a part of the truth about killing youth that I can finally confirm. Leo took a deep breath and said with unprecedented sincerity, "Did you know that you have murdered me for killing youth? I am still happy because this shows that There are still people who really care about him and care about him. He is not as lonely as he looks. "

The other person seemed to be sighed by this unexpected sentence, "Are you a neurotic?" He sarcastically said, "It was you who arrested him, threw him into that ghost place, and went back and said that, as if You treat him— "

"--Yes." Agent Black interrupted the other person calmly. This is the first time he has faced his heart, admitting to himself and other people this inexorable feeling, "My feelings for killing young people far exceed my opponents, strangers, friends, and even the general sense. Couple, I do n’t know what words to use to describe it, “passion” and “love” are too shallow and biased. Everyone thinks that they are complete individuals, but when you meet someone someday, you suddenly realize that You are never complete, you are suffering because of contradictions, you are craving for incompleteness, and then you will find his sharpness and fragility, your dullness and hardness, and they are embedded together so tightly, as if you were born by nature It's one thing-if you feel that way someday, you'll understand what I mean. "

"... I think you're a neurosis." After the other person stunned for a few seconds, he couldn't help but asked, "What about him?"

"This is where I always evade, deny, and even deliberately distort and hurt. To be honest, I don't know," the black-haired agent smiled at himself, "because he is used to hiding, just like Like the 'Arctic Fox', I can't be sure what true emotions are hidden under his joking drama. But one thing is certain, he never hated me. "

"Even if you throw him into prison?"

"Yes."

The other party was silent again, and opened his mouth a moment later, his voice was so strange that he couldn't hide the voice changer: "I can't control this broken thing between you, but this seems to explain why he refused our help and insisted to stay The prison ... he has his own opinion, and always does. "

He recklessly revealed the criminal attempt in front of federal agents, but in this situation, it did not surprisingly cause the latter to rebound. "Yes, he always has his own opinions, and he does what he does." Leo sighed helplessly. "Is this the case since he was a kid?"

The other chuckled: "This is the beginning of intelligence? If you want to know about his past, take the transaction two years ago and find out who in the task was the joint employer, middleman and The goal puts us in a desperate situation; find out who our captain died in. "

Leo replied immediately: "No problem, but you have to make a deposit first, don't worry about my disobedience, your cold gun can keep aiming at me secretly, isn't it?"

The other party thought about it, "I can give you an address first, and how much you can find depends on your ability." He reported a string of addresses, exactly in Los Angeles, not far from Orange County. "We met him there. At the time, he was a fifteen-year-old child, but he had unique eyes. In the words of our captain,‘ He is a born warrior ’.”

The phone rang in Leo's pocket. He slowly put down one hand, felt the phone to slam the ringtone, and held it up slowly to show that he had no intention of using force at all-even after talking for so long, His muzzle was still aiming alertly at him.

"Contract. What is your title and contact information?"

"You can call me" square matrix ", contact information is unnecessary." The other side said coldly, "I will find you naturally when you get something. Finally, by the way, how long do you intend to keep him in prison? ? "

Leo replied without hesitation: "As long as the law requires."

"Oh! Is this what you call a relationship?"

"God to God, Caesar to Caesar."

"The difference is so clear, aren't you afraid of schizophrenia?" The other side teased. "You **** is a neurosis."

Leo heard the slight movement behind him, as if the tide in the distance receded in the night, and he knew that the 'square array' had quietly left.

Putting down his sore arm, he called back the slammed phone: "Rob. There was a special situation just now and it was inconvenient to answer ... Well, I found that informant, but he is dead."

"What? Dead?" Rob yelled out loud. "How did you die? It's finished and I'm going to be scolded by Uighur! You know that although he always thinks that guy has a bad heart, a wall of grass, or a formerly asshole, But after all, it is an intelligence point that has been in operation for many years. It cannot be said that it will be gone! "

"Tell him I'm sorry and willing to make compensation. I have a video of the killer here, and I'll post it if he needs it."

"Video of the killer? How did you get it?"

"Personal tips," Leo said.

When he just snapped the ringtone and raised his hand again while holding the phone, he secretly pressed the camera shortcut. The camera aimed at the gunman behind him between his fingers and recorded the next 50-second video.

As he himself said, God is to God, and Caesar is to Caesar. The deal with the "square array" is one thing; someone is killed, and it is another thing as a law enforcement officer to hunt down the murderer. This is a workaround that is both self-serving and not contrary to principles. Not long ago, Leo could not imagine that he would make such a choice. It seems that the subtle influence brought by the killing of blues is more than he realizes. The world is no longer black and white. He does not know whether this is degeneration or evolution, or it may be an inspiration to the ability hidden on the other side of the soul. But he knew he was no longer the same.

The sixth area on Rex Island is still a prison. If there is any difference from the fifth area, it is because the whole prison area is more mad and dead because of the polarized mental patients.

The killing forced the prison medical doctor to make a name for a non-trivial mental illness, and he was transferred to the sixth district the day after martial law. When the prison guard entered the activity hall in the sixth area, he saw that he was sitting among a group of mental patients watching the cartoon "Cat and Mouse".

Simon walked with a calm face and said to him, "Elvis, let's talk?"

"He is a mental patient, and I think it is difficult for you to talk to each other," said a nurse next to him with a smile.

Simon glanced at him: "I know what I'm doing."

The guard shrugged and walked away boringly.

Simon grasped the killing wrist and pulled him into an empty room nearby. "What's going on? I've seen your previous medical report and there is no mental illness, but now suddenly there is a stress mental disorder, and the handwriting is still very new. Is there anything inside? Someone wants to be framed you?"

If it is another prison guard, there is a way to deal with killing youth, but this young prison guard has always shown unusual goodwill and concern to him, and he does not want to fool each other. "This is something outside your area of ​​responsibility. Sir, why bother yourself?"

"Don't say that!" Simon frowned. "If someone really wants to torture you, I can't stand idly by. Although I'm just an ordinary prison guard, once such a thing happens, even the warden must take care of his face. I'll just sit by and watch the rules and regulations be destroyed too far. "

Sha Qing was smirked by his wishful enthusiasm: "Look, we meet with each other. There is no friendship at all. Naturally, there is no need to make any difference. You are your prison guard and I am my prisoner. Isn't it easy for each other? To be honest, I don't believe there is any concern in the world for no reason. If you do this, you will only make me more suspicious of your motives. "

Simon froze. A complex look of misery, excitement, and sadness came to his not-so-excellent face. He moved his lips and murmured in a very low voice: "There is really no cause for care in this world, and you To me, it's not just a prisoner ... Remember the 'Park Road Butcher', the perverted scum killed eight night running boys and men and divided them into corpses, one of whom was mine The twin sister ... Her name is Salia, she doesn't look like me, looks better than me, she has a beautiful blond hair, she has always been my pride, but when the police asked us to identify the body, I could hardly recognize her Come……"

The young prison guard gritted his teeth as if holding back the choking sound that crawled out of his throat. "Since then, the only wish of my parents and I was to watch the cruel devil on the electric chair with his own eyes, but the police failed to catch him. Victims increased one after another until ... until you caught him and let him be torn apart like my poor sister! An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth! Do you know how I felt at the time? Come out alive in the Bible! I cried and thanked God for his kindness and justice, and for bringing His apostles to the world, and I still have n’t forgotten how I felt then. "

"So please don't say that we meet and have nothing to do with each other. For Saya's sake, let me do whatever I can and kill the youth." Simon covered his face with his hands, tears leaking from his fingers. Come.

Sha Qing raised his hand and hesitated whether to put it on the other's shoulder. This was the first time he faced the gratitude from the victim's family. Somehow it was a little embarrassing. I always felt that something was too frank and clear to touch. .

He thought about it and said, "I can say a lot of comfort words, such as' She doesn't want to see her family cry in heaven. 'The past has passed, and people always look forward.' But I I do n’t want to say that now, because those are nonsense. I do that, not to avenge someone, but this is what I want to do, and I have this ability. Simon, for you, my behavior It's inadvertent, you can't be grateful for Dade. "

The prison guard wiped away his tears and shook his head silently and stubbornly.

Sha Qing sighed helplessly: "Well, if you have to think so, don't bother me now and let me do what I want to do quietly, this is my reward."

"Will you stay here all the time?" Simon asked.

"It's hard to say, maybe I'll be back in Zone 5 soon."

"Perhaps you will need my help then-there will always be a time when someone needs help, even if the strength of the other party is so insignificant." Simon insisted, "At that time, please come to me."

"If that's the case." Sha Qing had to accept it verbally.

Simon nodded, gave him a deep look, and turned to leave.

This is a new variable, and it must be taken into consideration as a whole.

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