[exo doujin] Black Friday

Bleeding to death, Allison's first work of death art, when he was just five years old. "Xu Mingrong read the information about Allison.

Zhang Yixing was surprised: "He has been killing people since he was five years old?"

"It was an accident, but it stimulated him a lot. After that, he was in a semi-schizophrenic state for a long time. His mother never cared about him. It’s just monthly living expenses. When he was in junior high school, he became fascinated by painting, which can be regarded as a kind of spiritual sustenance. He longed for the attention of others, but he also had a fear of interpersonal communication.”

"A person who is very contradictory, no wonder he is divided." Lu Han took a glass of water and handed it to Xu Mingrong.

"By the way, what is 'exchange experience'?" Wu Shixun remembered Allison said to Xu Mingrong.

"Thank you." Xu Mingrong took a sip from the water glass, "Because of "Salome", I was the 'John' er no, to be precise, I almost became 'John'. So we thought at first that he would continue the "John" Salome" This work, but as for why it was changed to "Faust", the boss blew that guy's head off, we don't know. "

"By the way, the captain asked me to give you a piece of Allison's audio, which has already been sent to your phone, keep it as evidence." Luhan said.

"I'd rather know who the 'demon' is."

"Maybe it's imaginary, looking for psychological comfort?" Luhan waved his hand, asking Wu Shixun if he would like some snacks.

"Then why did he divide a dead person into pieces like that, how many ribs?" Zhang Yixing asked a question he wanted to know the most.

"That guy majored in anatomy in college and majored in sculpture. He made a knife out of those few ribs. It was the one that stabbed your captain. Chanyeol found it later. This is his habit."

"Does Allison have the habit of numbering the dead?" Wu Yifan asked suddenly, "It's like numbering and engraving numbers on the corpses."

Xu Mingrong thought for a while: "He would occasionally write the name of his work on the corpse, but he had never engraved the number - so it is really stupid to say that the boss should have captured him alive, so that he can ask more things. "Xu Mingrong rubbed his forehead with a headache, to be honest, there are still many doubts, such as the devil cooperating with him or something, it is very troublesome to write a report later.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Huang Zitao sneezed twice in a row, and he rubbed his nose: That kid Xu Mingrong must not have said good things about him again.

"Thank you very much for this case." Jin Junmian said first, and after killing Allison, he asked the team members to return to the task force first, and the bomb disposal team was busy. Yes, several bombs were found around the park. Kim Min Suk and Kim Jong Dae almost didn't cry when they arrived.

He originally wanted to go for a walk alone, but the man named Huang Zitao insisted on following him. To be honest, he was really scared at the time. He thought he would argue with Allison again. Well, although there is nothing to say with a lunatic of.

Huang Zitao smirked and said, "No.

This is our mission, Officer Jin, you are also very courageous, how do you feel about pointing a gun at yourself? "

"I don't think so."

"Ah? Aren't you afraid that the first shot will kill you?"

"It's okay, I'm lucky." Jin Junmian smiled.

Huang Zitao shrugged: "You have a really good attitude. Anyway, I don't plan to continue working. I will resign after I go back."

"Well, our business is quite dangerous. How should I put it, it can be regarded as a narrow escape. Every time at this time, I feel that it is good to be alive. In fact, Allison is right in saying that life is beautiful , but life can only bloom beautifully when it is alive, the art of death? Oh, that's just an excuse for him to kill people."

"My captain told me that the profession of police is always brushing shoulders with death. Almost every day you have to be ready to sacrifice. Just like me, I watched my teammates leave one by one. At that time, I Suddenly, I feel that people are so insignificant, what's the use of being beautiful, dying in a dark place, and no one even burns paper for you during the sacrifice, I don't want it, I hate that kind of ending, I don't care if it's beautiful or not, but Me, Huang Zitao, don't hold my life and death in other people's hands, my fate is mine." Huang Zitao said slowly after Jin Junmian.

Jin Junmian stopped, lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly: "Well, then you'd better resign quickly, with this kind of mentality, you will kill your partner, he is a very good person. My captain also told me that a partner is someone who goes through thick and thin with you and shares weal and woe. When you are in danger, your partner is your only life-saving straw. Your life must be held in each other’s hands. Both kill each other."

Before they knew it, they came to a cemetery. Jin Junmian took a deep breath, looked back at Huang Zitao, and motioned for him to follow.Under the leadership of Jin Junmian, they stood in front of a tombstone. Jin Junmian took out a polished police badge from his pocket and said:

"The captain used to be my partner. He taught me a lot. Then we received a case. He died. I killed him. I will never forget him. He asked me for help on the phone, howling at the top of his lungs. I I ran for five streets and couldn't find him anywhere. When I finally found him, he was... dead." Jin Junmian paused for a moment, as if restraining his emotions, "He gave his life to me ...why couldn't he be saved..."

He sniffed and gave a standard military salute in front of the tombstone.

Huang Zitao looked at Jin Junmian in a daze, as if he was thinking of something to comfort him. After holding back for a long time, he said in a voice that only he could hear: "Actually, I think...you are a good captain."

Life is so fragile and small, it will disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye, but it is also because of this that he can leave the most beautiful, unadorned dazzling brilliance in a short time. .

The troubles of young Kim Jong-in

Kim Jong-in has something on his mind recently.

In the morning, he came to the task force as usual. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the deputy team was picking up the chin of the forensic doctor in their team, and his face was getting closer and closer. Well, he came at a bad time, so he closed the door. door, went to the toilet and washed his face.

In the morning, I was dragged by my junior sister to discuss what gift I should give her girlfriend for Christmas. Although he really wanted to say that Christmas is still early, he still searched countless Taobao stores to choose gifts with her, and bought himself a bottle of men's Facial cleanser, during this time I have been listening to Xia Suo talking about her and her, um... my ears hurt.

At noon, I met Park Chanyeol in the cafeteria. That guy kept complaining about the terrible food in the cafeteria like a psychopath.

"You can do it yourself." Jin Zhongren said that he couldn't bear it.

"Loving Bento? You can think about it. Next time, make it for nothing." Park Chanyeol was thoughtful, and Kim Jong-in thought his ears could finally be quiet for a while.

"Zhong Ren, what kind of lunch box do you like in vain? What should you do with your love bento, braised pork? It's too oily. How about sweet and sour pork ribs—hey, Zhong Ren, where are you going?"

"I'm stuffed."

In the afternoon, he handed over the compiled report to the captain, he hesitated and said, "Captain, I have a question recently."

"Well, what happened?"

Jin Zhongren paused and said, "Why do I..."

At this time, the captain's cell phone rang, "Hello?"

There was a burst of insolent laughter from the other end of the phone: "Hahaha, it's me, Police Officer Jin, do you remember me? I remember you, how are your injuries? It took me so much to—beep."

Jin Junmian hung up the phone with a dark face, "Sorry, you continue."

"I don't know why, there is always a kind of..."

"bell--"

hang up.

"I'm superfluous..."

"bell--"

hang up.

"I feel—Captain, you should answer the phone first."

"bell--"

Jin Junmian smiled at him apologetically, and pressed the answer button, "Is there anything wrong, Officer Huang?"

"Officer Jin, don't be shy. I'll kill you anyway. Let's make friends. International calls are very expensive."

"It's very expensive, so don't fight!"

"Don't be like this, Police Officer Jin, just make friends. I'll resign right away. I'll look for you in a while? Is Officer Jin too unfamiliar? How about calling you Mian Mian? Mian Mian can call me Tao Brother, you’re welcome hahaha—"

"Brother Tao, your sister, I am better than you, Police Officer Rhubarb!"

Jin Zhongren sighed, walked out silently, when he went back, he bumped into Lu Han and Wu Shixun.

"Brother Lu, come to my house at night, I just bought a new game."

"Hey, is that the one from the new cop? I've already cleared the level."

"Ah, really, Brother Lu help me clear the level, help me clear the level!"

"All right, all right, brother Lu, who made me a senior, I'm much more reliable than Park Chanyeol."

Who is the newcomer...Jin Zhongren watched the two of them go away.Although Oh Se-hoon is a newcomer, he quickly got along with them. Compared with himself who has a low sense of existence, Kim Jong-in feels like a newcomer.

Seeing that everyone in the special case team is in pairs, how does Jin Zhongren feel that he is redundant, why, is he too sensitive? By the way, go to ask his brother, he should know more than himself.

Thinking of this, he walked directly to the office of the bomb disposal team. The door was ajar. Just as he was about to enter, he heard some strange sounds.

"Ah... light, light..."

Minseok's voice?Jin Zhongren's hands froze.

"What about this? I changed places."

elder brother?

"Um... ah... yes, it's here