Doomed

The car slowly stopped outside Shen Yingying's villa.The villa was pitch black.Shen Yang raised his wrist and looked at his watch, it was four fifteen in the morning.

Maybe people are always calm and desperate at the last moment.

Shen Yang sat in the driver's seat for a long time.It seemed that there was a young man sitting behind him, watching him quietly.

Wu Qi went to sleep in the early morning.Is he asleep?

Shen Yang looked at the seemingly empty villa, looking calm, but his eyes were red, and there were wet marks on the steering wheel.

He had to hurry up, it was almost dawn.

Shen Yang opened the door and got out of the car.He went into the villa.The fence of the villa is not closed, as if waiting for someone to enter.He pushed open the dark mahogany door in the night, stepped in, his footsteps echoed hollowly on the ground, and then stopped.

"When you watched your wife go to Gao'e Lake, did you just sit here like this?" Shen Yang said in a low voice.

"Hmm...it's not the same." After a long silence, a voice sounded, which was also amplified in the empty living room.

"It's not the same. I'm kind of excited right now—about the same as you." A shadow on the couch moved a little, putting a hand into the light coming in from the window.

"It's very difficult to meet an opponent at chess, it's too difficult. I finally found you." The opponent looked at his hand.There is also a wedding ring on the ring finger of the hand. "I'm not even willing to kill you. No one else knows me as well as you, even if we have never had a face-to-face conversation."

Shen Yang only met Wu Busheng face to face once, and that was in the court where Wu Busheng was sent to prison.With all the witnesses and police in the court, Wu Busheng stared at him alone.

"Unfortunately, people like me can't have a bosom friend." Wu Busheng said.His voice didn't sound young, but it was calm and healthy.Shen Yang could hear it. "You and I—people like us can't have a bosom friend."

"Whether it's your former friend or your current bosom friend..."

Shen Rang was suddenly knocked down by one side, a sharp dagger grazed his face and was nailed to the ground. Shen Rang's heartbeat was the biggest. He saw a man reach out to him in the night and strangled him forcefully. his throat.Shen Yang saw that face clearly - An Qinwen.

"I especially like cooking. I process and roast some jerky 'raw materials' little by little, to the most appropriate heat, and cook them to the most delicious moment..." Wu Busheng said slowly, "For example, Shu Leiming …Those people.” Wu Busheng seemed unable to remember the names of those people, so he waved his hand casually.

Shen Hang stared at An Qinwen above him, observing his every move.

"Do you want to ask why? Don't you even know why I appear here?" An Qinwen laughed with a kind of fanaticism, "Do you know how many talents I have defeated after fighting for more than ten years?" Obtain the qualification to enter the Provincial Forensic Medicine Office? As long as I have a few more years of experience as a forensic surgeon, I will be able to enter! But you!" An Qinwen increased the strength in his hand again, and Shen Yang couldn't bear it anymore, and his resistance weakened a little bit .

An Qinwen left shortly after becoming his assistant, moving to another province.On the road of many people, Shen Yang is their stumbling block.An Qinwen is the only person Shen Yang has cared about the future. He knows that with An Qinwen's ability, he will soon become the chief forensic doctor in another city.He didn't know why An Qinwen hated him so much.

"My life is full of your shadow. Even if you leave Yangcheng, you still haunt me. Everyone asks me, 'Have you ever worked with Shen Yang?' 'Is he particularly powerful?' 'Why are you Transferred here? Poor technology?' Even the case is almost full of your name! They don't even know that Shen Yang is a neurotic and dangerous person who can't even communicate normally!" An Qinwen snarled at him.

Shen Yang looked at An Qinwen with chills: "You gave him my information?"

"Someone bought your information at a high price, and can help me go to the place I dream of, why should I not give it to him?" An Qinwen smiled coldly.

"...you want to kill me?" Shen Yang pursed his pale lips, "Can you kill someone for this?"

"I'm not the only one who kills." An Qinwen whispered, and increased his strength again.

Shen Yang's body froze.He raised his head, his face flushed red from suffocation. "You're crazy..."

"He's not crazy." Wu Busheng said.

"Now the whole city is after you, you're a fugitive, and he's a forensic doctor."

Wu Busheng laughed.

"You are special."

Shen Yang felt suffocated.Dizziness hit him one after another, and his eyes looked at An Qinwen's mirror reflecting cold light.

"You killed that special soldier's friend, do you think he will still trust you and protect you now?" Wu Busheng said softly.

Shen Yang's eyes turned black.

He knew that the whole city was after him, and that as soon as the next day's sunshine appeared, he would have nowhere to hide.The whole society will know that he killed someone, using his own ability.He is a murderer.He will never be able to get rid of the previous charges, even if he was innocent at the time.

And all of this is not as good as Pang Hui's distrust, which makes him feel more broken.

He was abandoned by his family a long time ago, and he has endured the exclusion brought by society in the past ten years. In this world where there is no place for him, there is only one person who has responded to his deepest call for help.

And now, he killed the person Pang Hui owed the most in his heart.He stepped on the last bottom line.

He has been chasing a criminal for ten years, and he knows almost all the crimes of the other party, but he cannot punish him in a proper way.The only thing he relies on is the culprit who put him in jail.His ability can only send him to hell, but he cannot punish any criminals.

Shen Yang felt a kind of exhaustion and anger rising from the bottom of his heart.He has long thought about the meaning of his own existence and the meaning of dealing with Wu Busheng. He imitates the other party's inner trajectory and fits the other party's criminal behavior. He keeps approaching the other party and tries to synchronize with the other party. Shen Yang realized that he had become a criminal.

He is a murderer.

The last bottom line that he has insisted on for a long time is fragile and slender, infinitely close to him, and he can destroy it with just a light touch.

——It was as easy as destroying the trust in people that had been loaded in Shen Yang's heart.

What is the meaning of his existence?

He can foresee human doom, even death.

And now, he can control them.

Shen Hang's eyeballs rolled upwards, and he could see his nerves, blood vessels, everything in the dark.He saw An Qinwen.An Qinwen stiffened like a dead insect, curled up again, and slowly rolled to the ground.Shen Yang broke free from his hand, stood up slowly, and exerted himself on the ground several times.His muscles are still sore, because he has suffered the bad luck of Wang Guo and Li Jianzhao.

He stood up panting, his internal organs aching.That was the bad luck of Shu Leiming and others.

What is death?

Death is the scariest and most relaxing thing a person can experience.

From a fatal injury to the total failure of organs and cells in the whole body.

If even death can be easily controlled, is he still a real human being?

He saw the man in the dark raise his gun.They are old enemies.They are also of the same kind.

Wu Qi said: "I know he has been looking for someone. A person who wants to kill but is reluctant, a person who wants to win but is worried, and a person who has been fighting with him for more than ten years."

"You know how much I envy this man. He went to prison together, and after he got out of prison, he almost occupied all his attention. When a person is strangled to death, he will have a strong sense of excitement, even more than sex The climax was even more intense. You almost strangled each other, something I... could never do."

"I found out later that that person is you."

In the dark car, Wu Qi leaned against Shen Yang and said, "I'm very happy...because now...you are the same as me..."

—You killed someone.

Before the car stopped, Pang Hui opened the door and jumped out of the car.He staggered on the ground and rushed towards the car that Shen Lang had driven by.The door of the car was open, there was no one in it, and there was no light in the villa.But before they got any closer, they heard a gunshot.The gunshot made Pang Hui bounce on the seat.Hot sweat gushed out like a tide, and then cooled down quickly, irritating his back.

Pang Hui looked at his watch.It's five o'clock.

Yang Pingfei quickly jumped out of the car and grabbed Pang Hui, but only by the corner of his clothes.Pang Hui scrambled and ran forward, his injured leg looked like a mutilated organ, protruding from the body surface and hanging uselessly on one side.He jumped vigorously, sweat soaking through his thin clothes in the winter.He was still wearing a hospital gown, which was very conspicuous in the dim light.

Wang Guo rushed up and threw Pang Hui down, Li Mo jumped down with a gun in his hand, and rushed forward with a limp.Standing by the side of the car, Lu Suqi subconsciously took out the camera, paper and pen, but clenched his fists hesitantly.

Yang Pingfei picked up Pang Hui who was on the ground, and said to Wang Guo: "Captain Wang, look at Brother Hui, I'll go and have a look!" Then he hesitated for a moment, and beckoned to Lu Suqi, "Come with me."

Lu Suqi hurriedly followed Yang Pingfei and trot forward past Li Mo.

Pang Hui struggled to break away from Wang Guo, and went forward determinedly, Wang Guo roared angrily: "Pang Hui, you are going to die!"

"I want Shen Yang's life! I want my lover's life!!" Pang Hui roared ferociously like a lion on the verge of collapse.His eyes widened like copper bells, and his body leaned forward, as if he was ready to attack before attacking.

"You—are you still a policeman!" Wang Guo said through gritted teeth.

Pang Hui clenched his back molars, and the bones of his lower jaw protruded.He said in a low voice: "—I am an ordinary person."

Wang Guo was stunned for a moment, Pang Hui shook off his hand and ran forward.Wang Guo roared angrily: "Pang Hui, you are ruining the rest of your life in Shen Lang's hands!"

"Without him, my life is over!" Pang Hui shouted forward, and he ran forward while shouting.He didn't know what he was panicking about. He looked at the rays of light in the sky and felt panic attacks.

don't come up...please...don't come up...

Pang Hui didn't know what he was praying for, he seemed to have seen that morning, the morning when Wu Qi died.Shen Hang sat up when the sun rose, looked at the sky and gave Wu Qi a trial.

Pang Hui was racing against the ever-rising rays of light.He struggled across the lawn and pushed Li Mo, who was still running after only one shot, to the side. Li Mo yelled at him but he couldn't hear any of his yells.Only Shen Hang's voice sounded next to his ears: "I'm in an Audi, and I just left the rest area, and the fuel tank was filled with gasoline. I put a video camera at the exit of the rest area, with a clown sticking out of it Facebook flag. I sat in the passenger seat and let the driver go full speed. There were a dozen police cars behind me. I turned on the cd player...”

Pang Hui blocked his ears, but he couldn't block the voice.

"Bach's John Passion was playing in it. My heart was racing.

"There are signs ahead for the next exit. We were 260 percent over the speed limit. We accelerated to [-] yards."

Pang Hui grabbed Yang Pingfei's shoulder and roared angrily, "Get out!" He snatched the gun from Yang Pingfei's hand, glared at him angrily, and rushed forward, as if there was nothing wrong with his leg.

"Then it hit the corner barrier and the explosion started from the front of the car.

"I--"

The morning sun finally came up.

Pang Hui stepped into the villa with large windows.

Shen Lang stood in the living room, the gray down jacket was clean, except for a few wrinkles and blood stains from Pang Hui's hand that was so pale that it was almost invisible.His pale face was buried in the gray down of the down jacket hat.

Pang Hui supported his legs panting, his lungs almost exploded.

There were two other people in the living room.One curled up on the ground with a small pool of blood dripping from his body, the other sat crookedly on the sofa with a hole in his temple, and a gun lay beside his palm.

Shen Lang just stood there, looking at the man sitting on the sofa.He heard a gasp, and his frozen, empty eyeballs rolled back.

He saw Pang Hui and the gun in his hand.

The sun is up.The sun shines through the window lattice, illuminating the whole room transparently, and illuminating the tip of Shen Hang's nose almost transparently.Shen Hang raised his head slightly, and took a deep breath of the damp and cold morning air.

"Pang Hui, shoot me."

He looked sideways at Pang Hui, against the light.

"Shoot me, Pang Hui."

Pang Hui's mind went blank.Shen Hang's hoarse voice was wrapped in the chill of the morning, like an order, but also like a pleading.

"I'm a monster," he said softly, "don't send me back."

He needs less and less of the other party's past, and he only needs to see the other party's one move, or even one expression to see the other party's future.And that future is a doom that he willfully predetermine.

His abilities are constantly increasing, and he can kill with just a single thought.

He even saw his own future.

Both Pang Hui and he could foresee that future.

"I'm—eating myself."

The blue veins on the back of Pang Hui's hand protruded, and he squeezed the handle of the gun slightly deformed.

"Don't send me back, Pang Hui."

Pang Hui raised his hands tremblingly, his eyes were bloodshot.He breathed tremblingly, never felt such palpitations.The blood in his whole body was surging, but his face was terribly pale.

Shen Yang smiled slightly.In the stagnant air, there was almost only a sidelight in his eyes.It was a pair of very dark eyes, the pupils and irises could not be distinguished, and there was no reflection.

"Now, I can only look at you—"

—He is a murderer.He crossed the last line.

Pang Hui's pale lips were trembling.His lower jaw protruded like a knife.

"Shoot." Shen Yang said.

Pang Hui closed his eyes.Noisy voices buzzed in his brain.His blood-stained hand gripped the handle of the gun so tightly that it nearly shattered the handle.

"Shoot." Shen Yang said.

It was as if countless bees were struggling in Pang Hui's ears.The sharp whistle kept irritating his eardrums.Pun Hui's pale fingers pulled the trigger in a strong tremor.

"Bah—"

Momentary tinnitus.All sounds in the world have disappeared.Pang Hui opened his eyes, and saw the figure fall down in a blank space.He is a first-class physique, and his dynamic vision is very good.He saw Shen Lang's lips move.

Shen Yang said: I love you.

"I love you." Only his voice remained in the whole world.Pang Hui said I love you to Shen Yang countless times, this is the first and only time Shen Yang responded with the same three words.Pang Hui seemed to hear Bach's John Passion flowing from Wu Qi's CD player.It soaked the whole world little by little, drowning him almost to suffocation.On the eve of Wu Qi's departure, did Shen Yang think of his final ending?

Shen Hang sat on the bed, watched the sun rise, and then he said, "Dead on the spot."