Between life and death [unlimited]

Perhaps Eric looked down from the top of the mountain and felt that there was not much vertical drop from the end of the road to the garbage dump, but Jiang Shui, who had followed Spark to come here, knew that the distance of the drop was about Dozens of meters!

And the vertical distance of tens of meters is enough for their car and the two people in their car to fall into a mixed human meat sauce.

Just when Jiang Lai realized it, it seemed as if the end of the road could be seen from the front window of the car, and Spark also suddenly started to speed up excitedly.

Jiang Xun knew that if he didn't take any action, he would rush to the open-air garbage dump tens of meters below with the car in a few seconds!

So in the blink of an eye, Jiang Xun no longer suppressed his strength.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the pistol in Spark's hand, then quickly opened the car door next to him, and fell out of the fast-moving truck!

Jiang Xun protected his head and held his pistol tightly. After rolling a few times on the sandy ground, he finally stopped.

It has only been a few seconds since he opened the door. At this time, Jiang Lai didn't care about the countless cut wounds on his body. After aiming at the wheel of the crazily moving truck, he raised his hand and buckled That cold trigger.

With a sound of "bang!", the bullet came out of the chamber, flew out in the air until the broken trajectory, and finally hit the tire of the moving vehicle.

And the truck that was running wildly finally turned over on the side of the road because of a flat tire, which caused the steering wheel to become unstable.

The billowing sand and dust caused by this car accident hit Jiang Xun behind him in an instant.But he always maintained a half-squatting posture, kneeling on one knee, and his narrow and cold eyes were not moved by the chaotic scene in front of him.

Unexpectedly, this would happen. Eric, who was already sluggish on the top of the mountain, saw a sudden car accident, and the cause of the car accident——Jiang Xun was still holding the pistol in his hand, and his outstretched arm and upper body were too. Straight up straight.

This is the most standard squatting shooting position.

Even in the extremely urgent situation just now, Jiang Lai's handsome and three-dimensional cold profile, from the beginning to the end, did not make any expression changes.

……

Not far away, there was the sound of a blunt knife cutting into the flesh, occasionally accompanied by the man—oh no, maybe he can no longer be called a human—gritting his teeth stiffly, but occasionally there was still something between his lips. There were several suppressed dull cries of pain.

"I'll ask you again! Where are you guys hiding Master Jacques?!"

As if his ears were broken, and he couldn't hear or feel the pain in his body, Spark just lowered his head, letting the blood gurgle from the wound, and still didn't make any answer.

His whole body is now bloody and bloody, and there is no complete place, not to mention that the "execution ground" where he is being interrogated is still in the wild. Not far from here is the notorious garbage dump, so Spark's wound has already stained Full of dirty sandy dust full of germs.

Just after Jiang Shang shot and forced the rushing pickup truck to a stop, the members of the Blades family who had been following him immediately surrounded him, and soon someone specially assigned to the only person in the kidnapping case Suspect, Spark for interrogation.

Those people must have heard Jiang Lai's conversation with Spark in the car just now, that's why they started the interrogation so vigorously after Spark was caught.

But there was another thing that Jiang Lai didn't expect was that, as the head of the family, Blades had been following behind him all the time.He thought that Blades would only send Ethan, the housekeeper. It seemed that Blades still cared about his youngest son.

Blades had been sitting in the bulletproof vehicle at the rear, but after finding out that the nasty kidnapper refused to let go, he couldn't help feeling angry.But he still didn't show it on the surface, because Blades didn't want to be seen with his grumpy side.

At this time, I saw Blades walking forward slowly with a steady gait, then suddenly lowered his head, and looked at the "poor guy" kneeling at his feet who could barely kneel by being propped up. It sounded very indifferent and said: "Why don't you say it now?"

Seeing Spark's inhuman and ghostly appearance now, he sounded quite unbearable in his words.He took out his handkerchief again, covered his mouth and nose, and said, "I think you'd better say it. That way, I can make them give you a good time."

However, Spark, who has always refused to communicate with others, suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth when he saw Blades approaching, but the flesh on his face was not complete, so it looked like two pieces of flesh Open, he suddenly laughed.

Then Spark tried to lift his head up as if enduring the severe pain from his body, and asked Blades, "Hehe... Blades, do you remember... who am I?"

Hearing this, Blades actually observed Spark's face carefully for a while—the face that used to be full of wrinkles, but now it was full of scars made him unable to recognize the original appearance of this person, but even if Spark Standing in front of him before he was injured, it was impossible for Blades to know a nobody like Spark before.

In the end, Blades had a look of regret on his face, but he still replied gracefully: "I'm sorry, but I really didn't recognize who you are."

"Hehe...that's right, no one like us can reach the eyes of you 'big shots' at all..." Spark seemed to be laughing at himself, but then he asked again: "Those munitions... those Are the ammunition and weapons destroyed after the car overturned? There should be no way to use them anymore..."

Judging from the question Spark asked, he probably still doesn't know that what's in the back of the truck isn't real ammunition.

However, this also caused Jiang Lai on the side to fall into a dilemma of thinking-this did not match his previous speculation.After all, judging from Spark's previous behaviors, Spark at least has control over the situation of the Blades family, otherwise he wouldn't have driven the car away so reassuringly.Could it be that Spark thinks too little?Too naive to think that it is impossible for the Blades family to deceive him?

But judging from the fact that he committed such a large kidnapping case, Spark's inner thoughts may not be simple. On the contrary, from the perspective of his modus operandi, he is very sophisticated. Come on, I never guessed that this kidnapping case was committed by him alone.

Jiang Xun still had some doubts about Spark's words in his heart—is it really possible for Spark to kidnap Jacques alone?

As a result, not long after Spark's voice fell, someone trotted in a hurry to bring a stack of materials, and then handed it to Blades.

Blades took out some of the blank papers and glanced at the content on them, but his real attitude could not be seen between his eyebrows.After almost finishing browsing, Blades said again: "Actually, your real name is White Spark, and you have been working as a cleaner in Jacques' school for these years, right..."

It seems that the people under Blades are really capable, and they were able to find out all of Spark's past at such a fast speed.

"Nine years ago, all your family members died in an accidental fire, and you also became disabled in that fire. As for the real cause of that fire, it was because of the struggle between our family and other families... ..."

Blades suddenly sent back the information in his hand, and said in a slightly low tone: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that what happened back then would cause such irreparable damage to you and your family. On behalf of the Blades family, I would like to apologize to you."

This apology did come from Blades' sincerity, but he didn't continue to tell Spark how he would compensate him like the rich men in the TV series.I saw Blades raised one eyebrow, obviously he was middle-aged, but people could still see the demeanor of his youth from his well-maintained face.

"But people like you, and this kind of thing, I have seen too much... If you think that this can threaten me, then you are wrong."

Blades took out another blank sheet of paper from the stack of materials just now, and then directly displayed that sheet of paper in front of Spark.

"According to what you said, if you are the only one in your kidnapping group, first of all, I admire your courage. Secondly, don't think that if you don't speak out now, it doesn't mean that my group of people can't find out. To Jacques' current position..."

Here, Spark managed to focus his somewhat slack eyes on the white paper, and after a closer look, he found that the paper actually recorded all the things he had done these days, and the things he had gone through. of all locations.

The above words are next to each other, densely packed, and the recorded items are detailed.

This is the power of capital that makes people feel real fear, but can't help but make people yearn for it.

"...So now, we can find the place where you hid Jacques just based on your behavior that day."

Blades no longer intends to continue entangled with this cleaner named "Spark" or "Stark", and some cold and heartless voice made him sound like an executioner: "As for you. At present It is of no use to us."

So he told the subordinate standing behind him, in an understated tone, as if he were dealing with a cat or a dog: "I don't see blood recently, you should give him a good time later."

Spark, who did not know the whole truth until his death, just watched the enemy he had been thinking about for nine years to take revenge—Blades, still boarded the extended version of the bulletproof car in a graceful manner. He himself couldn't tell whether it was hatred or the bewildered gaze, and he left without a trace.

Jiang Lai stood where he was, silently watching Spark, who was exposed to the stench and endless dust in the sky, pretended to be revenge for nine years, and was stabbed in the heart with a knife as if he was finally liberated. .

And after Spark died, his dejected face showed an almost relieved expression at some point—maybe he himself was tired a long time ago, after all, the gap between him and his enemy It's that big, and it's already amazing to be able to do what it is now on its own.

For those innocent family members who died in vain, or for some pitiful revenge like now, knowing that it is a deep chasm like a moat, but I can comfort myself with peace of mind, there is nothing difficult, and then I jumped down without hesitation.

—Yes, what has he to be afraid of?

Anyway, his family has long been waiting for him at the bottom of the abyss.

……

Blades sat in the extended version of the bulletproof car, and soon came to the foot of the mountain at the place just now, which is where the largest garbage dump in the group is located.

In the report given to him by his subordinates just now, it recorded in detail where the cleaner Spark had been on the day Jacques disappeared. It was the same as what Jiang Shui had tracked before. Among the noble schools in the group, the boring routine of two points and one line is repeated every day.

The aristocratic school has long been turned upside down by the members of the Blades family, so Jacques can only be hidden in the garbage dump in front of him by that nasty Spark.

Even if Blades is sitting in the car now, the smell from the dump is not acceptable to him.

The strong smelly gas is like those dark things, and when they see the gap, they want to drill into it.Even through several thick shells, Blades felt like he was sitting next to a pile of garbage.

Therefore, it is also difficult for Blades to imagine how Jacques, the youngest in the family who was held in their hands since childhood, should spend this difficult time.

So, regardless of the dissuasion of the people around him, he directly opened the car door and got out of the car.

Blades said to everyone: "Since Jacques has to live in such a bad situation these days, why can't I, as his father?"

Although he never expressed his feelings, he knew that he wanted to bear the pain of these days for Jacques in his heart.

Then, Blades ordered all his subordinates and the policemen who had just been transferred from the group to try to motivate them to find Jacques with material prizes: "Whoever can find Jacques first will get a manor as a reward." award!"

Hearing such a generous reward, all the people present were instantly inspired to find Jacques, as if they couldn't smell the stench all over the sky, everyone looked around for the place where Jacques might be hiding, and some even Start working on the piles of trash.

Among the crowd looking for Jacques, apart from those who were moved by Blades' reward, there were also poor players like James who had to rummage through garbage in order to complete their tasks.Just now James and the others took advantage of the chaos and mixed into the team looking for Jacques at this time.

"It would be great if you really gave me a manor..." Charles couldn't help complaining: "Unfortunately, even if we find Jacques, there is no way to bring that big manor back to the living space... now the survival How has the housing price of the space increased, and I have been renting a house to live in!"

Lanchester, who was next to him, heard Shire's complaints, and interjected, "Okay! Anyway, we can only complete the task if we find Jacques. Besides, is the house or your life more important?"

Naturally, Charles replied directly without thinking about it: "Of course it's my life! It's hard to live again, well, I just try to complain as little as possible..."

Not long after, Charles remembered something again, and suddenly said, "That's right! Before the dungeon is over, can I blow up the castle of the Anhart family first?"

Other players: "..."

James was impatient with him, or maybe he was smoked by the garbage. In short, he is a little dizzy and irritable now.

"If it can end smoothly, you can bomb whoever you want! Don't tell us, you can destroy this world as you like!" He shouted to Charles impatiently, not at all facing the usual situation. A gentleman when he was a stranger.

"Can't you smell such a stinky smell? Or is your nose broken? How can you still say that!"

Seeing that James seemed to be really annoyed by him, Charles had to swallow the rest of the words silently, not daring to speak any more.

Although this garbage dump covers a huge area, fortunately, besides the players, there are many other people looking for Jacques—as long as Jacques is found by any party, the mission of the players should be considered complete this time.

The on-site search and rescue personnel generally used the oldest method—looking with eyes or digging through garbage with their hands—to find Jacques, but people from the police force in the group also came with more advanced life detectors, and this This tool also makes everyone's search and rescue progress much faster immediately.

And the players also seem to have seen a sign that the dungeon is about to be cleared.

But after a long time, I don't know what kind of supernatural power this Spark has. With the cooperation of so many people and so many instruments, everyone turned the garbage dump upside down. No trace of the missing Jacques could be found.

Not only Blades began to doubt, but even the players began to wonder if Jacques was really hidden here by Spark—or else, why couldn't they find it all the time?Couldn't it be Spark who turned him into air and hid him?

Of course, the idea of ​​changing the air is pure nonsense.

Jiang Lai also wondered in his heart, where exactly would Spark hide Jacques?This garbage dump is only so big, how could it not be found?

In fact, he could feel that Spark's ultimate goal was not to obtain the munitions for exchange—and the words of Spark before his death gave him the impression that Spark seemed to want the munitions to be destroyed of.

To say that among the crowd, the one who had the most contact with Spark was naturally Jiang Xun.These days, in addition to being in contact with Spark publicly, he also followed him in private, not to mention that he was also the person who met Spark on the street afterwards.

But it was because he followed Spark and found that his daily life was very boring and only regular two points and one line, that dispelled Jiang Shui's previous suspicion of him.

and many more……

Jiang Lai thought about this, and suddenly felt something was wrong, and cold sweat instantly covered his back.

He suddenly remembered that he had overlooked an extremely important detail before!

If he had given up his doubts about Spark before, it was because Spark had never had contact with other people—including possible kidnappers, and Jacques who was kidnapped... It is precisely because of this that Jiang Lai is now Suddenly realized a very important issue that he had ignored before.

That is, if Spark hadn't touched Jacques, then... what was Jacques eating these days?

All the clues of the past few days were uncontrollably brought together in Jiang Lai's mind.

Hope to destroy the important arms exchanged by the car, it means that Spark’s purpose is not to obtain arms, the arms are just a cover; moreover, Seamus once mentioned that he stared at Spark’s garbage and never saw it in the garbage bag There are no traces of Jacques; moreover, Spark has never delivered meals to Jacques these days; and the kitten adopted by Jacques and Leon is also missing now...

All of these can be connected together, and also showed Jiang Shang the ultimate truth.

No wonder, when Spark was finally executed by Blades, there was still that liberating smile on his face.

It turned out that it was because his revenge did not fail, and at the beginning of this kidnapping case, his goal had already been achieved...

Next, the rest of the players saw Jiang Lai frantically looking for the large containers that had been queried with life detectors.

"Hey, I remember Jiang Xun is not afraid of getting dirty?" Eric asked Charles beside him, and said strangely: "He didn't seem to rummage through the trash much just now, why is he suddenly so diligent now?"

Charles didn't know the reason why Jiang Li did this, so he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who knows? But, let's help to find it!" Then, he asked Jiang Shang again: "Jiang Shang! Do you need our help? You What are you looking for?"

I only heard Jiang Lai reply coldly: "Look for those large containers that have been checked by the life detector!"

A police officer happened to be standing next to Jiang Lie. He thought that Jiang Lian didn't trust the instrument in his hand, so he immediately shouted at Jiang Lie: "This is the most advanced instrument in the world! It can't go wrong. of!"

However, just as the team member yelled at Jiang Xun, Jiang Xun's eyes suddenly fell on a tattered copper-red iron trash can in front of him.

This trash can is obviously the type commonly used in Western society. It has a wide and thick barrel body, and it is covered with a thick iron lid.

If Jiang Lai remembers correctly, when the police officer was checking the trash can just now, he didn’t lift the lid because the instrument didn’t respond—after all, it’s most people’s choice to save everything. The way you behave, not to mention the disgusting garbage that may be hidden in this trash can, most people would not want to take the initiative to open it to have a look.

But after seeing the trash can, Jiang Lai didn't talk nonsense to that person, but ran forward immediately, and then lifted the lid that was originally on it!

Sure enough, the scene in the barrel was exactly as he had expected.

All the people present saw that Jiang Lai said in a rather cold tone after that crazy move.

"...I found Jacques."

When Blades rushed here in a hurry, he didn't know whether it was because of the tacit understanding between father and son, or for other reasons. Jacques's pale little face.

It's just that that kind of face is a kind of paleness that is lifeless, will never regain its former vitality, and is indistinguishable from those dead people lying in coffins.

Blades has never felt so hard to walk as he does today.

Even if the people around him wanted to reach out to help him, they were all stubbornly rejected by him.

When he thought about how his poor little son Jacques had suffered so many sins in this stinking environment, it was as if a wound had been cut by a blunt knife in his heart that would never heal Same.

Obviously, before Jacques went to school that day, he was still alive and kicking, like a chirping little sparrow, and at the dinner table, he was still remembering his lost partner... Why is Jacques lying here so quietly now?

"Jacques..."

Brades stretched out his hands tremblingly, inch by inch, and meticulously touched the already cold skin on Jacques' face.

Spark didn't just throw Jacques in a trash can full of rubbish - probably because he had a brief but frothy friendship with Jacques - so he buried Jacques' body in a bucket full of rubbish. Among the petals of beauty.

The bright red flowers contrasted sharply with the slightly pale skin, and Jacques looked as if he was asleep at this time.

When Blades thought about Jacques who just turned ten years old this year, he was usually so afraid of darkness and pain. He didn't know how frightened his poor child would be before he died...

He didn't dare to imagine, and he didn't dare to think deeply, because once he imagined the scene at that time, Blades would resent himself for why he had to preach to Jacques that day!Why couldn't he protect his child!

"Jacques, my poor child..."

Blades finally planned to carry his child out of this disgusting and dirty environment with his own hands, "Don't be afraid, Dad... Dad, I will take you home..."

However, just after Blades put his hands under the bucket of blood-red poppy petals, he probably made such a heart-piercing howl for the first time in his life.

"Do not!!!"

The players just watched Blades's hands among those petals, looking over and over again very smoothly.

——Yes, his hands did not feel any hindrance that should have come from Jacques' body.

Because of poor Jacques, all that remains is his head, which is still in this barrel.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Serenading 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Jibuqing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!