[Comprehensive] Police Chronicle

The time can be adjusted by turning the pointer of the glass box. The murderer only needs to arrange the illusion that the deceased hanged himself and then restore the room. When she is about to wake up again, turn the pointer forward. Just in the right position, go outside the door and rewind the wire back to its original shape.The clock rang again at the same moment when the woman was unconscious, and she would blur the time, thinking that she just closed her eyes instead of falling asleep for half an hour. "

"The first one to arrive at the scene of the crime, he untied the wire, and asked the person inside to open the door. The woman heard that it was not a debt collector, and she would take the initiative to open the half-inserted door she thought it was in place, and make a fuss about the door. The door is tightly locked inside and out, so I believe it.”

Matsushita understood: "The person who called the door not only arrived at the right time, but he shouldn't have known that someone inside had a lock, so you say that this person is a murderer, or he was bribed and ordered by the murderer."

Liu turned around and cleaned up the traces on the computer.

"Hey... There is no atmosphere of solving puzzles at all. There must be loopholes in the modus operandi of reasoning. You deliberately ignored something." That woman is not taking drugs, it's more like taking hallucinogens mixed with sleeping pills, Panasonic's brain is not good Poor, "Those who don't know Ide are easy to be fooled, and those who know you can't be fooled either."

"I said what I could say."

"Do you know who the murderer is?" The woman who witnessed it must have a problem, but Matsushita wanted to ask, "When did you know?"

"Saw the nail holes in the wall opposite the crime scene door."

What kind of brains, just looking at the nail holes simulated the murderer's modus operandi.Since he knew it long ago but didn't take any action, what is Liu waiting for?Matsushita resisted the urge to question.

"I understand what you want to ask. Simply put, your pension has been embezzled by a high-ranking official, and his political opponents want to make use of it."

Money, money again.Swallowing money is not enough and killing people.

"Even if whoever wants to silence it, the funds allocated by the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare are not only for our team, why us?"

"Why do you actually know."

"Because we are neutral and trustworthy, not... about Israel!"

"Ah."

Panasonic stopped for no reason, and he couldn't even sigh without finding the cigarette case in his pocket.

Because Matsushita was obedient and not impulsive, Liu was able to tell him this.

"If you want to bring them down one by one, you need evidence. Behind the murderer is Nuo Da's interest chain, and you may not be able to get all the evidence."

"It doesn't matter." Matsushita had no hope of bringing the murderer to justice.

"The mafia is the second perpetrator. I want you to survive from both sides of the government and gang until the trial, understand?"

"Understood." Matsushita said negatively, "You don't know how happy I am to be able to return to my country, like I've lived my whole life for the moment when I return to my country, and in the end I might as well die there."

"Are you willing?"

Liu called up the factory monitoring screen again, and turned to Panasonic, where there was a steady flow of bills like clouds and mountains.

Panasonic stared straight at him and slapped his thigh.

"It doesn't make sense to watch them count the money, I am good at protracted warfare!"

Matsushita suddenly turned to Liu, and found that Liu's expression did not change from the beginning to the end when he said such a big event, and the solution of one question led to countless questions.

"Why didn't you tell Aizawa this? When we acted according to the plan, no one thought that he would have anything to do with Aizawa. Besides, the military order is difficult to violate. Aizawa will understand..." Matsushita couldn't convince himself, "No , knowing it’s Aizawa, how did you get to this point with him?”

Liu slowly pulled off the earphones without answering.Matsushita saw Liu rubbing his fingers leisurely with his left hand.

"Have you quit smoking?"

"It's not that kind of place anymore." And then, "Aizawa doesn't like it very much."

"He smoked and asked you to quit?"

"No."

During the half meal with his parents, Liu Lixi went to work overtime all night. In order to relax and refresh himself and socialize without compromising, he habitually picked up his colleague's cigarettes.Aizawa came to the police station to find him and smelled the smoke on his body. Although he didn't say a word, Liu still saw his hidden attitude.

The two always have to get along with each other. It's not that Liu and Aizawa have conflicts in their ideas and living habits. In order to live in peace, Liu is lazy.

Catering is safer than running in, laborious but worry-free.

Most people enjoy being scammed if they don't get noticed.

☆、Chapter [-]

Pressing his constricted and aching stomach, Aizawa opened the door with a key, and the bright moonlight illuminated the courtyard.

Looking at the darkness downstairs, I thought everyone was asleep. Four o’clock in the morning is the time when everything is silent. Anyone who suffers from insomnia will fall into a dream at this time, but someone is sitting at the narrow table on the balcony in this moonlight, There is a book on the table, waiting for him silently.

Seeing Aizawa came back, Liu got up and went to the kitchen to bring out a plate of warm rice and boiled water. Aizawa sat opposite Liu, watching him with emotion.

Liu never watched him eat, woke up before he woke up, and looked back at him before he set his eyes on Liu, as if anticipating his every move.Like observation, even reconnaissance.

Aizawa drank half a glass of water, feeling much better in his stomach, picked up a spoon and ate a few mouthfuls.

The book in his hand was "Crime and Punishment". Aizawa didn't read much Russian literature.

"Does it look good?"

"Uncomfortable book."

Being able to use words to make Liu feel uncomfortable, Aizawa lowered his head and chuckled: "It must be wonderful in that way."

Floating clouds covered the moon, and the light was blurred. Liu He wrote the book: "The author's detailed and thorough analysis of the protagonist's psychology is simply terrifying."

"Privacy is indeed inviolable." No matter how close you are, you can't reveal the last layer of each other.

The air is quiet for a while, the wind blows slowly, the lush green plants around the balcony shake their leaves, and the flowing clouds pass by the waning moon in the sky, and the moonlight penetrates into this world again.

Seeing that Aizawa had been eating for a long time, Liu didn't seem to have moved: "Contrary to me, you can't eat when you're thinking about things."

"Indeed, you know how scary you are."

"You seem to have some insomnia, is there a risk of relapse?"

"I sleep so much during the day that I'm so energetic at night. I'm afraid that if you come back and no one answers the door, you will be waiting here lonely. You say I'm sick."

"I was wrong." Aizawa avoided Liu's eyes, "If you want to have fun, you can watch entertainment news."

"Who is pregnant, who is cheating, who is tearing up, if you watch too much, you will have problems with your character."

"Then watch social news."

"Politics, fraud, murder, injustice, Wei Guangzheng." Liu leaned back on the back of the chair, "I'm afraid I'll die of anger."

"Just news."

"Who made me cynical, hated too much, and occasionally self-loathing."

"I often like you." Aizawa blurted out inadvertently.

Liu should be smiling, different from the previous standard smile, the corners of the mouth are raised very shallowly, and the eyes reflecting the moonlit night flashed a star-like smile, and suddenly moved, carrying the stool from the opposite side to Aizawa's side, Putting her lips against Aizawa's slightly stubbled cheeks, she hugged him gently, first her lips and then her cheeks rubbed against his, her head hung down, and her forehead rested on his shoulder.

In the cool autumn night, Liu Wencun's posture made Aizawa suddenly warm from the inside out. He stroked Liu's head: "As a workaholic, it's inevitable that you will feel empty when you are suddenly idle."

"It's more empty when you're busy." Liu shook off Aizawa's hand, and leaned on the opposite side of him, "Blindly pursue the meaning of work or something, and let yourself work."

But people just like to search for meaning and cover up the essence of emptiness.

For a cat, when you ignore it, it rubs against your trouser legs at your feet, and when you want to rub it, it turns its head and jumps on the high wardrobe, switching between closeness and distance at random, Liu Lian is like this Terrific cat.

"What you do represents what you think, and what you think comes from what you see. As far as you are concerned, doing what you think is right is enough."

"Meaning in psychology includes two dimensions of meaning possession and meaning pursuit. Meaning possession is to be able to perceive how much you have, and meaning pursuit is to pursue those meanings you don't know. I think what I pursue has never been satisfied. Pass."

"You gave up the hero, what are you pursuing?"

In fact, Liu came here mainly because he didn't want to waste food, so he pretended not to care about the food and replied two words.

"grade."

Aizawa wanted to ask something, but he didn't ask.He took out the last cigarette from the case and handed it to Liu's mouth.

"I've been watching you too."

The corners of Liu's lips curled up, she put it in her mouth, lit it on fire, and breathed smoke into the sky like a sigh.

The smoke chased the offset moon shadow like flowing clouds, and after a short period of darkness, the sky gradually brightened.

The remaining Liu returned to Aizawa: "It's better to quit."

Aizawa drank a cigarette from Willow's mouth, the bright red light of the cigarette butt gradually dimmed, and the moon disappeared without knowing it, but the sky became cooler and cooler, and the thin rays of light in the sky reflected the yellowed green hills into orange red, A round sun with little brilliance slowly climbed up the hill. If it weren't for the unique cold wind in the morning, its speed would be so slow that one would feel that it was sinking.

A gust of morning wind was blowing towards his face, and Liu, who was deceived by the residual heat of the summer night, didn't bother to get the thick clothes, and hid behind Aizawa.

When the sun completely jumped out of the mountain and shone brightly, it could not completely dispel the chill, and it was almost autumn after all.

Aizawa reached out and hugged the back of Liu's neck, bowed his head and kissed him.

Trapped between his warm body and the cool back of the wicker chair, Liu was willing to be passive, calming his slightly impatient movements with gentle responses.

He seemed to be under a lot of emotional pressure. If so, Liu felt that it was caused by himself.

"This time," said Liu after recovering his breath, "the sky is bright and the sun is bright, and the mind is clear."

He was insinuating that he was drunk and cowardly at the same place last time.

A small provocation is not enough respect, and it happened that Liu's cell phone in the living room rang. Seeing him go to answer the phone, Aizawa smiled helplessly and raised his hand to touch the small square flannel box inside through his pocket.

Not sure what was said on the other side of the phone, but Liu's eyes became condensed.

When Aizawa passed by, Liu said "I'll be right there" and hung up the phone.

"what happened?"

Liu took the key and went to the door to change his shoes. Before Liu, who was wearing a thin shirt, slammed the door, Aizawa took off the thick coat he was wearing and handed it over.

"Three more died, burned beyond recognition, said to be an accidental fire."

By the time the sun rose, there were no bones left from the burnt bones of the three living people. Liu could not find the marks left by himself at the scene of the crime, and the equipment was also cleared, but the traces of artificial arson were particularly eye-catching.

The fire was extinguished, and the police concluded their on-site inspection with unusually high efficiency. In the empty house filled with burning smell and large pools of water left by the fire truck, the sky was bright and the humidity was not light. Liu, wearing Aizawa's coat, did not feel cold.

Akashi walked to Liu's side, and it was Liu who he had notified.Liu had briefly talked to him about the Ide case, and he could be trusted.

"Where are the evidence and remains?"

"Scientific police research."

There are two units that conduct crime scene inspections, evidence collection, and appraisal work. The Scientific Research Institute is affiliated to the National Police Department, and the Scientific Police Research Institute is affiliated to the National Police Department. This case unexpectedly fell under the jurisdiction of the National Police Department.

"Has Ide's real test results come out?" Akashi walked to the window sill with half of the glass left and a piece of burnt human tissue. "His official autopsy report should have been altered."

Liu didn't listen to Akashi's words, he was in the silent annoyance of others and himself.

"The last time he committed the crime, he was very cautious. This time, facing three healthy veterans, how did the murderer manage to be foolproof?"

Akashi's words annoyed Liu, he only pointed at the case itself and the daring murderer: "It's better to ask Kimura."

Liu looked at the pungent smoke-smelling wall on the right side of what could not be called the door.

"Hi, both of you."

Kimura walked out from behind the broken wall and raised his hand to say hello.

"Sure enough, I'm not trusted. Maybe it's good to play a tricky trick."

"Why?" Akashi asked.

"It's work." Kimura explained briefly with a good murderer attitude, "I killed the first two hastily, and attracted people from the Metropolitan Police Department faster than expected. I restrained myself a little while killing the well hand."

Kimura smiled, and pressed down Akashi who wanted to say something with his gestures.

"But I want to say something else."

Not only does Liu want to have a showdown with Kimura, but Kimura also wants to have a showdown with Liu.

"Ide's urine test was positive, and the drugs were injected after death. I strangled him. I'm sure of that. He was sober when he died." Kimura said with his usual frivolous smile, facing Liu's pointed gaze, "I When he tightened the rope, he wanted to take the medal in his pocket, but he held it desperately even though he was dying and didn't have the strength to resist."

Even though he was prepared in his heart, facing such an ordinary Kimura, Akashi still felt that he was very strange.

"However, Chiyo Hanako's positive urine test was falsified just like my autopsy report. She was almost fooled by that woman. She was sober when I killed the well hand. It's a pity that she has disappeared, so the only remaining doubts are still in the police station. There is another force that does not belong to the gang nor the police department tampered with her data." Kimura asked Liu, "Who does it belong to?"

Hearing what Kimura said, Liu asked, "What do you mean?"

Kimura has received professional anti-reconnaissance training, and he used Chiyo's mobile phone to monitor in reverse. Liu immediately realized that the channel was cut off, and Kimura still heard something.

"You knew the trick early on, even when you saw me at the scene of the crime, you doubted me and tempted me with Chiyo. You are so calm, and you actually chose such an inopportune time for a showdown." Kimura raised his eyebrows pretending to be surprised , exclaimed, "Could it be for these three charred corpses? So humane?"

Akashi was silent, and Liu didn't say a word.

"So I have a guess."

Kimura paused for a while, feeling inexplicably disappointed.He is not afraid of angry questioning from his former colleagues, but silence is humiliation in disguise.

"A lot of people are lying about the Ide case, and they're lying for you—Yahiro Hiroya."

At the center of the conversation, Liu looked at Kimura, like a billionaire looking at a homeless man who claimed to have stolen his coins, and like watching a death row prisoner on the gallows struggling and talking nonsense. Liu said to Akashi: " Don't trust his scheming."

Akashi's wavering comforted Kimura to some extent, proving that he was still willing to believe in Kimura.

Because of his trust, Kimura felt very sorry.From now on, we will be strangers, so I should apologize now.

He hesitated to speak, Akashi's attention was drawn to him.

At this moment, accompanied by the slight sound of glass breaking and the tingling sound of flesh being pierced, Akashi fell to the ground, blood gushed out from behind him, and his face stagnated in a confused and attentive expression.

Kimura and Liu crouched down on conditioned reflex, and the logically correct thing to do was to evacuate immediately, but at this time Liu did not give up and pressed Akashi's carotid artery.

"Are you out of breath?"

It was the most hated silence again, Kimura stared blankly away from the direction of the corpse, his expression was very numb.

Every policeman is prepared for the unexpected death, and the suicide note has already been written and stored in the police station.

According to Kimura's mood, and the next bullet passing by Kimura's cheek, the sniper who fired the bullet from the opposite building has nothing to do with Kimura, and the sudden intervention of a third-party force is more troublesome than anyone expected. Their goal is to kill everyone without distinction. .

☆、Chapter three and two

The undercover agents of the Police Agency are not only aimed at the enemy, but also used as political tools.They often don't know each other, the incubation period is uncertain, and they are the only one online. Kimura is the undercover agent of the Police Department lurking here in the Metropolitan Police Department.

This group of veterans who have been embezzled from the condolence money and hired by the underworld, someone in the Metropolitan Police Department wants to use this to bring down the deputy chief of the Police Department. Naturally, the Police Department will not sit still. all parties.

This sudden incident in an instant showed that there was a force that wanted to kill everyone at the scene, including Kimura, and it was most likely the force of the Police Department.

The house where the fire broke out is located in one of the intricate and secluded streets in the southeast of the city. The low-rise bungalows are opposite to the tall residential buildings with split styles. During the short period of time when the sun is rising, the glass of the high-rise building refracts sunlight for a while, and then no longer patronizes it. The interior It was cold and gray outside, like the night.

When Liu took Akashi's gun, he glanced at the rear window where the figures were surging. Kimura had already stepped out of the door, and a black jeep with headlights was coming straight at him. Liu dragged him to avoid it.

The tires of the U-turning car rubbing against the cement road made a harsh sound, black gun muzzles protruded from the car windows, the sound of gunshots was dense, and there were piles of cement bag bunkers beside them. Liu and Kimura escaped unhurt in time.

After a brief exchange of fire, the opposite side was quiet for a moment, and Liu took a lot of effort to miss in order not to hurt anyone's life.Kimura focused his gaze on one point in the direction of the tall building, pointing his gun there.

Liu pressed his wrist: "It doesn't make sense."

This was based on Liu's belief that he could find the position of the sniper.Hanako said: I knocked when I was looking for the door, and he also moved, but he couldn't.Kimura has a personality, Liu thought it was night vision, but it seems that he has farsightedness, and hides his personality for work reasons.

The opposite side was not quiet for a long time, Liu ran out of bullets, but footsteps approached from the front.

There was a small broken window behind the cement bag, and the dark room could not be seen clearly through the window. Before he could catch his breath, another black car drove up from the other side of the street.

At the same time that the window of attention was on fire, Liu also determined the location of the attacker, disarmed him and pulled him out of the window to stun him, while Kimura had already cut the Achilles tendon of the person in front of him, and when he fell, Kimura's left hand was twisted. He hurriedly raised his arm with the gun, and stabbed the short knife in his right hand into his left chest.

"You're still a policeman."

"This group of people is not the police, and they were ordered by the police." Kimura drew out a dagger, and brought out a lot of blood, "If you don't kill someone who comes to kill you, it's no different from waiting for death."

In fact, it was because of Akashi, Liu didn't have the time to talk nonsense, and the carload of illegal gunmen coming from the other side was obviously not here for sightseeing.

According to Liu's idea, it is best to escape at this time, but Kimura showed that he disagreed with Liu with his actions. He rushed towards the people in the front car with some casualties, and his back was exposed to the group of enemies behind him. In one case, if Kimura is alive and can use the grace of saving his life to persuade him to be a witness, Liu has no choice but to cover him.

I guess it will take a few seconds for the enemy over there to load the gun from the car and then get out or get out of the car to shoot. The country allows guns to be privately owned, and the management laws are strict. Although there were quite a few, four people were roughly counted, and it seemed that they had just come in.

Liu didn't want to touch the killer, but the other party didn't think so, and shot him in the face. Liu had no time, no conditions, and no need to die once. He dodged to slash his wrist with the left, and hit his gun with the right. He threw his elbow back and lifted the person behind him. Holding the gun arm, the two gunshots fell through.

After shooting down the weapon of the first person, Liu followed up with a slap on his mandible, which at least allowed him to withdraw from the battle. He broke the wrist of the gunman beside him, hit his stomach with his knee, and clasped his fingers to attack the remaining two people. Shoulders and calves, four flashes of flint-like fire flashed in the darkness one after another.

The gloomy light penetrated one window after another in the long corridor of the abandoned house. Liu ran along the window towards the enemy's parking position, and rolled up his sleeves to check the time. It was not his own clothes, and the sleeves were a bit long.

When he came out through the window and hit his head on the car door, Liu still thought about it. It was only 43:[-], so maybe he could make it back before the appointed time at noon.

This side was completely solved, the minute hand moved four squares, this group of people has no personality but good skills, and their moves are a bit familiar... Liu looked back at Kimura.

Not far away, Kimura stood in the middle of the street.

Corpses surrounded him, blood flowed at Mucun's feet, and he fell like a felled tree.

A slender figure appeared behind him, wearing a wide-brimmed police cap, flicked the blood from the short knife in his hand, it was Kimura's knife, then pulled off the mask to reveal a soft and charming face, and supported Blaser in his right hand R93 sniper rifle'gun.

equipment of this brand.Liu knew where they were coming from, they were military police.

They were mobilized, since Chiyo led the team and the Metropolitan Police Department.

"The person who cares is killed, some people will go crazy, lose their judgment and become reckless; some people will be calmer, stay on their own in the open, and wait for the opportunity in secret."

Chiyo leaned over to Kimura and whispered softly.

"Officer Liu Xunya belongs to the latter, and Officer Kimura Takashi, you belong to the former."

That's the case, Kimura smiled.

This is the purpose of choosing to snipe Akashi, to lure Kimura to take the bait impulsively, and it will be difficult to get away if Liu is dragged down, killing two birds with one stone.

"You didn't catch me in the close correspondence during this period, but I have a deeper understanding of you. This is the consequence of treating people like fools."

Chiyo is very capable, Liu said.

Liu raised his arms to wipe the blood splattered on his face, thinking that Aizawa put down his coat again, and walked towards Kimura: "Why does the Metropolitan Police Department want to kill those people, including our mouths, isn't it contradictory?"

"Our chief of the Metropolitan Police Department supports Mr. Sugiyama, and he is not on the same team as their chief of the Metropolitan Police Department. God knows how he was wooed. In short, the leaders on both sides put on a pair of trousers, and those who hurt feelings have to be cleaned up." Chiyo Patiently and friendly explanation, "The upper level changes and the lower level suffers, it's a natural law. I also work on behalf of others, and I have tried to delay it as much as possible. Who knows why they are suddenly in such a hurry."

Kimura closed his eyes, probably dying of breath, Liu went forward to check his breath, and tied the bandage tightly on the bleeding hole on his back, facing Chiyo's gun and asked.

"Do you know what they want to ban?"

"I don't know, let alone want to know."

"The professionalization of heroes in the West started earlier, and many companies have achieved great success because of this. The leading chaebols in the industry are trying to let professional heroes with top personalities enter the military defense system."

Chiyo unbolted the gun, raised the gun and aimed at Liu's forehead: "Shut up, I won't listen, don't hurt me."

Her desire to survive is far greater than her desire to know.

"It really made them succeed in testing the waters on the battlefield. No one can predict and be responsible for the impact of those superhumans with amazing personality and lethality."

"So the information that Homelander disappeared before going to Israel is true, and then the leader wanted him to die." After contacting the known information, Chiyo suddenly realized, "Could it be you—how could the legendary superman be...?"

She regretted it before she finished speaking, and felt that death was not far away.

With her finger on the trigger, Chiyo somehow changed her mind and put the gun behind her back.

"Give my regards to Aizawa."

Behind Chiyo, there was a black ghost standing silently, with carbonaceous gray-black particles floating around him. He followed Liu Wusheng's instructions, and removed the black knife point extending from his arm from Chiyo's carotid artery by a centimeter.

Chiyo walked away, and the others carried the dead body and wounded into the car and drove away.

Liu, who was holding Weiliang's body, said, "Let's have something to say."

The "corpse" opened its eyes a crack.

Since Kimura kept his breath and pretended to be dead in front of Chiyo, Liu also cooperated with him.

Kimura regained his composure for a moment, breathing fairly evenly.

"They're not dead, they're hiding."

The three people who were burnt to ashes were actually arranged by Kimura to hide in feigned death. Liu felt something was wrong when he saw the fire scene and the description of the case.

"Why did you turn back?"

"Colleague friendship, silly Akashi."

Kimura's eyes were blurred, his consciousness was chaotic, he recognized Liu as someone else, and babbled with all his strength to say meaningless things.

"You're right. I betrayed me for my own sake. I didn't have the slightest persistence for the public. I didn't have a sense of crisis. I didn't know my identity when I was found out. That's right, I shouldn't have chosen this path in the first place..."

He closed his eyes, waved Liu to put him down, Liu did so, he lay flat on the ground, and then seemed to find a comfortable position and remained still.

"But it's good, because I met a good person."

After finishing speaking, the heat of his life seemed to drop to zero with the sound of the words, and he greeted death calmly and without any sense of crisis.

He still hasn't said where the person is hiding, and it's because Liu didn't ask in a hurry, thinking that his remaining tone would be enough to talk about other things.

After thinking for a moment, Liu squatted back behind the cement bag where he hid first, recalling where Kimura looked when he aimed at the sniper.

Previously, Liu thought that Kimura targeted the sniper because of Akashi, but when he thought about it carefully, Kimura was nervous because the sniper was in the opposite building.

Chiyo appeared from the side door on the left side of the building, and Kimura immediately aimed at the eighth to tenth floor on the right, about six to eight households.

According to the light and the angle of bullet injection, the sniper can basically be locked on the right side, but Kimura reflexively aimed at the place where he was nervous and most afraid of the sniper, which should be the place where he hid.

Liu pulled his legs to run into the building. Although there was no elevator in the old-fashioned residential building, fortunately, the mailboxes were on the same wall downstairs. They were all old mailboxes that the residents were too lazy to lock. You could also figure out which location was the zero from the picture on the wall in the guard room. Several rooms, through the investigation of letters in the mailbox, the original eight households were reduced to two households on the ninth floor and one household on the tenth floor.

Going up to the ninth floor in one breath, Liu checked the garbage bins at the door of the two houses. There was a lot of kitchen waste and long-term living expenses, but they were not.

Finally Liu came to the only remaining room on the tenth floor and stood in front of the open door. There were two bullet holes in the lock next to the door handle. Serving the people is more efficient than killing people.

The former team, they died on the battlefield ahead, almost no one could leave a whole body, and people in that place were just moving flesh.

No pensions, no medals, no funerals, no one knows they've been buried for so long, and now they're killing the survivors.

The dead are forgotten, and the living are abandoned.

Inside the door, the bright sun at noon shines on the blood-stained wall covered with large bullet holes. There are three incomplete human bodies lying on the ground. Looking at the window, black shadows sway on the surface of the pool of blood.

There was a crack on the phone screen. At 27:[-], he began to search around for valuable clues left by the enemy.

Chiyo, the entire informed team, only let Liu go because he has always been smart and aware of current affairs. If he continues to sing the opposite tune and seek witnesses, it is still unknown what method he will take against Liu.

Moreover, the mafia in the monitoring is afraid of the public trial and Matsushita says something that should not be said, and it is hard to guarantee that there will be no accidents.

The minute hand points to thirty.

Cheers and cannon were heard in the distance to the south.

The people were cheering for the grand event, firing gun salutes into the sky one after another.

Liu recalled that the Xiongying Sports Festival opened today, so Aizawa should be there.

This is too unfriendly to the status quo. Looking at the blue sky in the south of the city, Liu mocked the weather in his heart.

Dare to put Panasonic at home because they dare not meet professional heroes head-on, and will not provoke the Heroes Association to complicate the situation.

Aizawa was absent from the sports festival, and only Matsushita was at home.

Liu raised his steps to walk out, but was blocked by accident. It was Akutagawa among the three. His bloody chest heaved slightly, and he held a gun in his hand, and he seemed to have defended himself.

He didn't die completely, but he couldn't be saved. Compared with the witness Matsushita who has a higher chance of survival, his death is only a matter of time.

At this time, the benevolence of women will only cause bad things.Liu threw a pillow on his face, squatted down and held his hand holding the gun, and pressed the muzzle of the gun into the pillow.

At this second, Liu could feel Akutagawa's breath trembling under the gun, and Akutagawa's fingers struggled slightly. For some reason, Liu inexplicably thought of Aizawa's trembling fingers when he touched his head for the first time.

Can you do it?

The moment Liu asked himself this, blood rose to the pillow, and the muffled sound echoed in the room.

Liu wrapped her coat tightly, and walked straight over the frozen corpse by the door frame, heading towards Xiongying.

☆、Three and three chapters

Sure enough, Panasonic was gone.

Liu calmed down and looked for clues. There were no traces of fighting in the room, but the signs of breaking in were obvious. Liu searched around along the turned route, only to find that some cash and a pair of handcuffs were missing, and the files and computers were intact.

The cash can also be interpreted as someone who wanted to fake it as a burglary. The handcuffs are gone, and there is a high probability that it will be used to subdue Panasonic.

Such use of the police's iconic handcuffs showed a strange interest and strong personal emotions. Judging from the style of behavior, the person who came was not a professional who routinely silenced people on business, and the cash might just be stolen.

If Matsushita is robbed first by gangsters, the risk factor is much lighter than the killers of state agencies. Liu finally got lucky once.

Liu went to the bedroom, rolled up the sleeves beside the original bed from his house, rolled up the pillow, lifted the mattress, and removed the bed board.

Inside are all kinds of firearm parts neatly placed, and the well-maintained foreign goods exude the smell of fresh gun oil. Before this, Aizawa had never noticed this miniature arsenal through the pine bed board.

In addition to a pile of dangerous goods, there were several tightly packed injections and half a box of tobacco leaves inside.

The roasted dry tobacco grown locally in Afghanistan is crushed and evenly rolled in paper to ignite the spicy and pungent earthy tobacco. The strange thing is that Liu Ting likes this cheap and simple tobacco. He puts a small packet in his pocket and throws away the injection In the bedside drawer.

The medicine box in the drawer was bumped, Liu looked at it for a few seconds, pulled out a board to pick a few, and drank the water down.Perhaps due to psychological effects, I feel that forcibly suppressing the negative emotions that are on the verge of the limit is relieved.

"That's why you accepted the bed."

Aizawa's voice came from behind.

The phone call in the morning made Aizawa uneasy, with a lingering sense of foreboding, so he rushed back in the gap between the end of the opening ceremony and the official start.

"What kind of injection is that?"

"Tranquilizer." Liu continued to assemble the parts.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing."

Aizawa let the door open, and Liu went to the outside to find a backpack. The two assembled guns were pinned to his waist. Aizawa recognized the parts he swept into the backpack under the bed. It was a type [-] firearm system made in Belgium and Germany. The parts are common, and different parts can be replaced to combine a variety of gun types with different calibers and functions.

"I missed my appointment this afternoon."

Liu sat on the floor of the entrance and changed his shoes, even if he was in a hurry, he always remembered to change his shoes with consideration, Aizawa laughed angrily.

"You remember that you are lucky to have an appointment in the afternoon."

Liu straightened up, looked at Aizawa, relieved, "You can't bear it anymore."

He was afraid that everything would be like this. Aizawa still controlled his temper, as if he owed him and was afraid of him.

Suddenly discouraged, Aizawa walked up to him.

"I probably understand who you are fighting against. I believe you have left room for yourself. Do you still have to do it?"

"Ah."

Liu nodded without thinking.

He does not consider himself an extreme individual heroist, but since it is a necessary choice, he can only do it.What's more, now that Liu has been added to the extermination list, he must face it both publically and privately.

"Even if we go all out to get one or two high-ranking officials off their horses, the world won't get better." Aizawa wanted to know everything that General Liu would face, so he didn't agree with his decision, "It's best to avoid this kind of situation, how hypocritical a little."

If it was Aizawa who weighed justice and danger, he would choose justice, but it was Liu who made the choice, so he couldn't be a righteous messenger and let Liu fall into the quagmire.

"The character is too bad to be hypocritical." Liu sat on the floor above the entrance and paused for a while, "I'm like this, I'd rather be cynical than evade reality, and let it go."

Aizawa frowned, but quickly relaxed.

Whether Yoo is a pro hero or not, he's ready to do the right thing.

"Can you tell me where you're going?"

"You have a meeting this afternoon."

Again, he avoids the important and ignores the trivial, excluding Aizawa from his world, never wanting to rely on him a little more.

"I think you are well."

Not yet.At that time, he may not even think that entering Liu's world is a good thing.

"I miss you always by my side."

Aizawa was stunned for a moment, the sun and the moon came out from the west together today, so good at talking.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, Aizawa patted him on the shoulder even though he didn't know why he doubted it.

"Wu Yun is prosperous."

Liu embraced Aizawa's wrist, and rubbed his cheek against the back of his hand. When Aizawa withdrew his hand, it seemed that Liu left a short kiss on his fingertips vaguely and hotly.

Sure enough, this person is just pretending to have a low EQ.

After a long time returning to his senses, apart from rushing to the special meeting of the school for the sports festival, Aizawa thought about it and finally remembered.

Ms. Liu will be all right?

Even the homes of professional heroes were broken into, and the troubles Liu encountered were enough to affect his family.

Realizing this, Aizawa first took out his mobile phone and called Ms. Liu.

Not available, the line is busy.

"Cabbage, cilantro, vinegar, dumpling wrappers...that's all."

As she gets older and her memory declines, Ms. Liu has to make a shopping list every time she goes out, and check whether there is anything missing before going out, and today is no exception.

The husband is offline all the year round, and the children are often