Mr Killer Next Door

Jiang Yu cut off the half of the opponent's hem that was almost stained red, unscrewed the physiological saline in the medical box, soaked the adhesive until it softened, and then carefully peeled off the fabric.After finishing the next steps of hemostasis, sterilization and bandaging, the stone in my heart finally fell.

"Remember, it's best not to exercise strenuously until the wound heals. I'll rub this ointment on you when the new flesh grows around it."

"What will happen if I don't obey?"

Qiu Shihuan leaned against the armrest of the sofa, lazily leaning on a square cushion.

The knees hooked the backrest, and all the rest of the soft pillows around the legs and feet were swept to the bottom of the table and the gaps in the carpet, allowing only one leg to be arched into the slippers.

The contours of the belly are all exposed in the front, and the bandage even more intuitively shows a section of the waist with a strong sense of line and outstanding explosive power.

Qiu Shihuan pulled Jiang Yu's wrist with a smile, interlocked his fingers, slipped under the crumpled shirt, touched the inside, and covered the well-shaped chest muscles.

"Uncle, it hurt so much just now." The fingers fiddled with the front end, with a deep smile all over his eyes, "Do you want to pinch it a few times?"

"It will leave scars." Jiang Yu pinched him perfunctorily a few times, then turned his head to confirm the expiration date of the ointment, "So are you obedient or not?"

Seeing that he was not interested, Qiu Shihuan curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

"Okay...then you have to promise me."

"Okay, I promise, try not to let you get scars. It's just that I still can't figure out one thing."

Qiu Shihuan rolled his eyes.

"Tell me?"

Jiang Yu quickly restored the medical kit, walked to the wall-mounted hanger in front of the lounge door, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket.

The brass shell was pinched with sweat, and the plating was shiny.

"Prince, I can't figure it out after thinking about it. Even if you can get the video tape, why do you provoke Lao Yu?"

Qiu Shihuan pondered for a while, tentatively tentatively.

"Because it's interesting?"

"You should know that he will be very angry, and you should also know that after something is blurted out, he will kill you regardless."

Jiang Yu clicked a few times and lit the fire.

The outer flame jumped around a few centimeters near the eyelashes, burning a ruby-like color at the fingertips.

"Is this an interrogation? Isn't it? Is this kind of unnutritive question important?"

"Whether it is important or not depends on the individual."

"Don't beat me around the bush. If the uncle wants an answer, I can tell you—because I want to do it, because I feel bored. Satisfied?"

The eyes frivolously and arrogantly followed the gradually shortening dark fire.

It was an excellent focal point for hiding emotions, the chin lifted slightly, with a banter that was always invisible.

Again.

Nothing to say.

People don't understand his motives, what is his purpose.

"However, compared to me, don't uncle think that his behavior is even more strange?"

“How come you see?”

Qiu Shihuan looked at him with a smile.

"I'm an intruder. An intruder who beat you hard, watched the nosebleeds flow happily and violently, and even almost tore your scalp. You don't want to take this opportunity to kill me?"

"I remember the question, I explained it very early on - I'm not like a child."

"It's very gentlemanly, but I still have to remind uncle one thing. If I didn't get that shot, I would really have cut your throat just now." He smiled brightly, "So, tell the truth .I like convincing answers."

Jiang Yu didn't answer immediately, he rubbed his temples, biting his nails so that one side was sunken inward.

"Because you are beautiful."

"That's not the right answer."

With his back turned to him, Jiang Yu eagerly took a puff of shredded tobacco, and said slowly, "There are some things that cannot be said in front of the parties involved."

"What if I say I just want to hear it?"

Jiang Yu lowered his wrist and chewed the tobacco powder in his mouth.

The turquoise ring quietly reflects the dim light.

"That won't tell you either."

"Uncle is good or bad." Qiu Shihuan pouted his lips, "Stingy stingy."

"Actually, I don't care how you treat me. Six years ago, I was the gun in Do Mincan's hand. I shot wherever he pointed me. I have never been successful except for beating people. All kinds of scenes, big and small, I It can be considered that I have actually seen it. Prince, at this distance, you can dodge the bullet the moment Lao Yu pulls the trigger. Do you really think that I am so overwhelmed?"

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, deliberately speaking slowly in order to catch up with the rhythm of smoking.

"Okay, now, let me answer my question—why did you bandage me at that time? Instead of letting me bleed to death."

"Because if the uncle dies, I will be very troubled."

"The person who wanted to kill me just now shouldn't have said such provocative words."

Still unwilling to disclose.

I still don't know what drives the person in front of me, besides the sense of pleasure and freshness.

"Old Yu is right. You are a little lunatic who has no one to discipline. If I can tell you the truth, the sun will come out from the west."

"You really think so?" Qiu Shihuan tugged at Jiang Yu's collar, and licked wet and sticky words between the ears with his extremely hot tongue, "Uncle, have you considered that maybe in other places, I will be more honest ?”

"Don't come here, kid, don't forget why you shed tears last time..." Jiang Yu took a few breaths and hurriedly ended the overly explicit conversation, "By the way, through the message you forwarded to me Email, I have contacted the whistleblower. We have an appointment to meet at the harbor at eight o'clock tonight."

"Can I go too?"

Qiu Shihuan was still pouting and dissatisfied, but he immediately turned over when he heard the words, his eyes were full of anticipation.

"Yes, even from my point of view, the informer trusts you very much." Jiang Yu brushed off the soot between the folds of his clothes, and rubbed the emerald ring on his ring finger, "Prince, you are not curious about being able to escape the eyes of Zhuxi Technology, The mysterious supporter who delivered it to your email and provided Qiao Yingsheng's real-time location?"

"I'm even more curious that that person is still alive." Qiu Shihuan said indifferently, "I thought such an interesting and threatening person would have been caught by the Security Bureau—" He simply closed one eye and drew a picture The posture of the pistol, "It's killed."

Jiang Yu pointed his hand in mid-air, he couldn't see Qiu Shihuan's sarcasm.He cut off the cigarette butt and said in a deep voice.

"Unfortunately, he is still alive. Since the chaebol has not yet located his location. Since he took the initiative to invite us to meet, it is obvious that he is planning the next step, but he lacks an efficient executor like you."

Qiu Shihuan jumped up from the sofa and stared at the other party with a strange and ambiguous smile.

He crossed his long legs indifferently, and stretched his waist straight.Jiang Yu was afraid that he would be involved in the wound.

"So, something fun is going to happen again?"

***

District 19 has only one small seaport that has not been completed in three years, and the seawater has receded.The periphery presents a natural slope, and barnacles and molluscs are forgotten in the shallows.

Not far away, the infrared monitor flickered alternately at long and short wave frequencies.A large number of containers are abandoned everywhere, the crane hangs high in the lead-black clouds, and the hook falls heavily.

When a hooded figure walked into the shadow of the container and confronted them silently about five meters away, Jiang Yu took off his motorcycle helmet first.

He stepped on the side kick, the body tilted, and it was just right to hide in the blind spot of the surveillance.

This straddle motorcycle painted with matte black paint was borrowed by Yu Sanhai. The chassis is high and the seat height is suitable for riders over 1.8 meters. It is also an old-age racing model of Fujita Heavy Industries, which has now been eliminated. up.

Qiu Shihuan in the back seat propped his hands forward, his upper body moved horizontally, and the windshield restrained a lot of his composure.

"Is that you?" The eyes under the hood revealed distrust, "Investigate the people where I am."

The speaker is about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a heavy metal sweater.

The hair under the hood was dyed a gradient purple, with a dirty braid and about seven metal hair rings.

It was a white girl with gray eyes who appeared to be in her early twenties.

"Good evening." Jiang Yu hugged his helmet and bowed to her, "I am the Federal Security Agency, former FSA-06 network security commissioner, Jiang Yu."

"Security Bureau...?"

The expression on her face suddenly became a little terrified.

"Don't worry, I'm not your enemy, and I won't hand you over to anyone." Jiang Yu said, "Although I don't know what happened around you, I have one thing for sure—our purpose is the same. You It needs an executor, and my kid happens to be good at this."

"Your kid?"

"Your kid?"

They spoke in unison.

Qiu Shihuan looked at Jiang Yu with a half-smile.

"Uncle, we haven't slept yet, you want to mark me so much?"

"I'm taking care of your food, clothing and daily life now, isn't it my child or something?"

"So it's like this?" Qiu Shihuan pretended to be enlightened, slightly spread his hands on the inside of his thighs, smiled and panted softly at a volume that only Jiang Yu could hear, "I thought that uncle would want me very much."

Jiang Yu gritted his teeth and didn't look at him.

"Well, you've seen it now. I don't think we need to prove anything to you."

The other party thought for a while, as if accepting their relationship.

She came forward.

"I'm Valentina, a software engineer hired by the World Tree Club."

"Why did you leave the club?"

"Because they asked us to set up an overseas server specifically to avoid the Internet Supervision Bureau."

"why?"

"They want to broadcast live." Valentina swallowed and looked away.

"What is the content of the live broadcast?"

Her lips moved outward uneasily.

"Live those, kid..."

"child?"

"Boys and girls, people of all ages." Valentina said as she pulled down her hood, as if she was extremely resistant to revealing her emotions. "They are lunatics, and they use all means to catch their targets."

"How did they lock the target?"

"Through social media, these places can easily expose a person's vulnerability."

Jiang Yu subconsciously reached into his coat pocket to confirm that the recorder was still working.

"And then? What did they do?"

"They use drugs, I don't know what that is, but occasionally beat them to control them."

"Does it have anything to do with the live broadcast?"

"Through overseas sites, the club broadcasts live videos of people being beaten, gang raped, coerced and even inhumanely treated to some viewers - I don't know what kind of people they are - in order to make huge profits. God, here Before, I naively thought that I was just a software engineer..."

"Okay, Valentina, you're doing great. Now calm down, aren't you worried about being exposed?"

"Their people are probing. I think no matter how well I hide, it's only a matter of time before they find me."

"Why did you find Qiu Shihuan? Why did you think he would help you?"

Valentina gave the figure on the motorcycle a look, but she hesitated and said that she might not get a response.

"forum."

"forum?"

She nodded.

"A secret forum."

Just as Jiang Yu wanted to ask about the forum in detail, two high-beam lights suddenly lit up from behind Valentina, and they shot in all directions, quickly forming an encircling circle.

Almost immediately, the strong light almost blinded the eyes of the two of them.

Valentina screamed in horror.