death sound

Chapter Sixteenth

Dawn

"Luo Chen, what are you planning?" Lin Shuang looked at the man in the cage, his tone so cold that he didn't look like a living person.

"No, no, no," Luo Chen leaned on the back of the chair comfortably, "I'm not the protagonist of this scene, I'm just a high-level group performer, and the best part is in the back."

"Lin Shuang, I advise you, don't do things that you will regret for the rest of your life." The corners of Luo Chen's mouth slowly raised, the sickly arc was shocking, and a chill oozes from his bones bit by bit .

Lin Shuang looked at him, although she didn't say a word, cold sweat broke out on her back.

Paris France.

The dim room was dilapidated and shabby, and the light of dawn spilled on the messy floor from the gray and mottled windows.A middle-aged man in ragged clothes lay silently on the floor. The blood from the back of his head spread across the room along the small grooves in the floor, gradually cooling down and solidifying into a disgusting paste.

Leaning against the corner was a young man dressed in rags. The hem of his white shirt was dripping with blood. The messy bandages around his waist and abdomen were completely stained red with blood. Silver-white metal bones can be vaguely seen.

He casually took out a handful of medicine from his hand, stuffed it into his mouth without looking at it, and swallowed it dryly, trying to relieve the piercing pain from all over his body.

useless.He vomited blood more and more frequently, and red and black sticky blood froth gushed out of his throat again and again, quickly draining the warmth of life from the broken torso.The wound showed no signs of healing at all, and the turned out flesh and blood was disgustingly gray in the air, and strands of blood oozed out of it, forming a small puddle under his body.

It's already the end of the game.

His body had already begun to fail, and now he was repeatedly injured and ran around while fleeing, which really burned what little vitality he had left.

Hopeless.

Now he is just lingering on his last breath, relying on that stubborn obsession to maintain his body's functioning, but he can't last long.

"Lin Shuang...haven't waited for you to catch me with your own hands...how can I... die..."

Lin Shuang, if I didn't die at your hands... how could I rest in peace.

"What's that?" Lin Shuang was lowering her head to write the action record, when she heard Luo Chen's voice, she raised her head, just in time to see him staring at the length of chain rope in his collar, wondering what he was thinking.

"It was given to me by an injured foreign child many years ago," Lin Shuang pulled out the necklace, and a blackened silver cross was hanging from the end of the black leather cord, but there was only half of it. "Speaking of it, it has been 20 years. At that time, I was still in junior high school. When I went to play in the mountains with my classmates, I happened to meet a foreign child with injuries all over his body. I took him home and raised him for a few days. This is when he left. left."

Luo Chen stared at the half of the cross and suddenly smiled.

"The cause of the past, the result of the future... This seems to be a good statement."

"What do you mean?" Lin Shuang looked at him cautiously.

"Major General Lin Shuang, you must not do anything that you will regret for the rest of your life..." Luo Chen's voice was extremely strange, but no matter how much Lin Shuang threatened and lured him, he stopped saying a word.

It's dawn... Zhong Xiao raised his head with difficulty, looked at the bright color dancing upwards outside the window, and finally staggered to his feet.

Everything... just like that, forever and ever, hidden from the sun.

Right and wrong cause and effect...all will be settled today.Luo Chen looked at the ray of light shining through the narrow car window, and slowly closed his eyes.

It will all end...today.