Living in Caoying, heart in Han

Ye Liang and Moran arrived in New York that night, and the reputation of New York Knee Man had spread throughout the city, but no one could find him.

Moran is busy in the safe house, and it is estimated that he will live here for a while.As an elite criminal who is rigorous and obsessed with cleanliness, he must first check and clean the house before moving in. In Ye Liang's opinion, he is extremely fussy.

Naturally, Ye Liang didn't pay much attention to it. He bought two cups of coffee and two sandwiches stuffed with tuna from the downstairs. ?"

Looking at the other party's casual appearance, Moran felt deeply suffocated.

As a clean freak, he was really uncomfortable, and felt that the other party was really messed up.

You can’t beat people casually, impulsiveness is the devil, there is always a chance to kill him... Taking a deep breath, Moran put the information on the table, and smoothly brought the topic to work: "It is difficult to track the other party, after all, there is that machine Help, we wouldn't even be safe here without the shield that Decima gave us."

Knee Man is not so easy to catch, unless he comes to the door by himself.

According to the information given by Decima, the creators of TM seem to want to use this machine to identify criminals, and then prevent this from happening before the tragedy happens.Therefore, it is also very simple to lead out the other party, as long as someone's life is in danger.

"Are you going to fuck?" Ye Liang swallowed the last mouthful of his sandwich, took a sip of coffee at just the right temperature, and sat comfortably on the sofa. Since leaving Moriarty, he felt that the sky was bluer and the water was clearer. , the flowers are more red.

Although Moriarty was not tall, he felt too oppressive, and when getting along with him, he would always tense up unconsciously.

"No." Moran refused coldly, "A third-party killer will be involved, and I will do it myself."

"Who are you going to kill?"

"you."

After the words fell, Ye Liang and Moran stared at each other in silence for half a minute. To be precise, it was Ye Liang who glared at the colonel.After a long time, he pressed his temples, and said helplessly, "Because I don't want to involve a third party?" So the one who killed was his own side, and the one who was killed was also his own side, so that he could be [-]% sure that the TM enforcer couldn't escape.

"Yeah." Moran responded casually, then took out the weapon from somewhere, and carried out daily maintenance.

Ye Liang felt a dull pain from the wound made by the Scarlet Killer before, and even his teeth ached.He knew Moran's temper very well, and he would never be soft when he said that he was chasing and killing.In fact, the more real it is, the less suspicious it will be to the enemy.

"What was the reason for the murder?"

"Love. Kill." Moran explained blankly, put down the gun in his hand, and said with dark eyes, "I am now called Jack Bokat. I was the one you fell in love with at first sight when you were dealing with your father's funeral in the United States. You decided to marry me. Live in New York. However, my real identity is a killer, and I plan to kill my lover in order to hide my identity, and get a fortune from you by the way."

Ye Liang was silent for a moment, then asked: "Who wrote this script?"

Moran was also silent, and his silence actually explained the answer.

Ye Liang covered his face in pain, damn it, is Moriarty sick!When you have a psychotic boss, life's outlook is dark and there's no escape from it.

In the days that followed, I ate and lived with Moran, and occasionally went out to see art exhibitions, listen to operas, and travel in New York.In order to maintain the image of a killer, Moran also accepted two assassination orders.Moriarty's organization does also take on assassination jobs. The performance of the New York branch this year should exceed the standard. Moran is worthy of being the most self-management-conscious worker in our organization.

In order for TM to detect Moran's killing intent, Ye Liang also gave his account to the former, so that Moran could keep digging money from it.The left and right are all paid by Moriarty, the boss just changed his left hand for his right hand, Ye Liang didn't care, he just tried his best to heal the wound before Moran did it, and then acted well as a couple.

When Ye Liang came back from the art exhibition one day and saw the "candlelight dinner" prepared by Moran, the two of them looked at each other and knew that the plan was for tonight.If someone stopped Mo Lan when he killed Ye Liang, it meant that the other party was hooked and killed him directly; .引”the other party.

Ye Liang: I understand the truth, but why is it always me who gets hurt?

Probably because of the severed head meal, Moran prepared a very rich meal for this meal. Ye Liang cut up half a roast chicken and ate two puddings. Then he saw Moran coming over and poured him some expensive wine. The mellow taste rushed into his throat, and his cold fingers pressed the back of his neck.

"Jack." Those gray eyes stared at the handsome and cold face of his lover, the true love for whom he was willing to abandon everything in England.

Moran stroked down the cervical spine with cold fingers, as if smoothing a cat's fur, but his eyes fell on the artery, his eyes were deep and expressionless.

The moment his "lover" narrowed his eyes slightly——I saw that love was replaced by conspiracy, and the tip of the knife shattered not only flesh and blood, but also a heart.William Cato desperately held the handle of the knife to prevent the opponent from taking any further steps. His gray eyes were so painful that weeping, he gritted his teeth and asked the opponent: "Why, Jack, why did you do this?"

Why did you stab at the previous wound, Moran, you bastard!

The executors of TM did not show up, they could only implement plan b.

Moran's eyes were still like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves. Sometimes, Ye Liang felt that he really looked like a dead person.He reluctantly held the opponent's hand and kicked it with his foot. Moran let go of the knife handle and hit the wall.

Well, it's a little bit too much, he's not that strong yet.

While Moran couldn't get up, Ye Liang leaned on the table with his hands covered in blood, pushed away the chair, ran out staggeringly, and finally threw himself on the doorknob. Before he opened the door, he felt a gust of wind behind his head. , and stabbed the door severely with a knife.

Ye Liang took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Help—help me——"

Mo Lan moved his wrist, pulled the knife off the door, and looked over silently, Ye Liang's cry for help was choked.Damn, you blocked the door, how can I run?

Looking at the gleaming knife tip in front of him, Ye Liang had no way to retreat.Just as he was seriously thinking about whether Moran planned to fake the show and send him back to the west, the person they had been waiting for for a long time finally arrived.

A bullet hit Moran's shoulder, and the latter grunted, subconsciously dodging tactically.In order to release water, he chose to kill people with a knife instead of a gun, but now he got himself into trouble. Fortunately, he heard that the executor of TM did not kill people.

Ye Liang looked at the hole on the door panel, and heard a deep voice: "Stand back!"

He immediately did so, only to see a bang, a handsome man in a suit with gray temples kicked the door down after breaking through the lock.Mo Lan didn't hesitate any longer, turned around and ran away, and Ye Liang took advantage of the situation, pretending to be weak and pouring blood on the opponent.

Damn it, Reese hugged the victim who was about to pass out, he wanted to chase the killer, but he couldn't leave William Cato here alone.Forget it, he squinted his eyes, supported Ye Liang, pressed the other hand on the headset, and said in a low voice: "The man was rescued, and he lost too much blood. I will send him to the safe house first, and then track Jack. Bokat."

The person on the other side of the headset responded, but couldn't hear what he was saying.

Ye Liang was put on the co-pilot in a dazed state, and he didn't know how long he had been driving. The man in the suit next to him carried him to the sofa in a certain room, and found the medicine box to give him simple treatment.

"I'm sorry, I can't take you to the hospital right now." The man with pale temples wrapped his bandages intently, and said softly, "You're not safe in the hospital, wait until I catch your killer lover."

"Killer?" Ye Liang's voice was hoarse, holding the hand of the man in the suit, his gray eyes filled with disbelief of betrayal, he asked, "What is my killer lover? You say he is a killer?"

Reese showed a sympathetic expression, shrugged his shoulders, and comforted: "There are always times in a person's life that they don't know people clearly. If you think about the best, it's a blessing that you can get rid of him alive."

The victim seemed to be greatly stimulated, lying motionless on the sofa, and Riser also saw the marks of gunshot wounds under the knife wound.But Finch had checked the file on this man, who had just assisted the police in catching a serial killer in Boston.

Thinking about it this way, William Cato was really miserable. He had just met a lunatic criminal and then met a professional killer. It was too miserable.

"Who are you? The police? Or the FBI?" Ye Liang asked again with a wry smile.

"You can call me...the relevant third party." Riser smiled, "We got the news that your life is in danger, and then came to save your life."

"What do you want from me?" Standing upright, her gray eyes stared intently, "Is it just to be a good person and do good deeds? There is no such good thing in this world."

Reese asked calmly, "Then why did you take the risk to save people? Even confronted the Boston Butcher?"

Ye Liang was silent for a moment, then lay down without saying anything, and said softly, "Because I'm an unlucky guy."

"So do we." Riser smiled, took Ye Liang's cell phone away, and handed him a new one, "After I go out, if you have any questions, please contact the number inside. He is my companion Finch, and he will protect you."

After treating the wound, Riser poured Ye Liang another glass of water and told him to drink more water if he lost too much blood.Then he took the weapon and continued to hunt down Moran.

Ye Liang was lying on the sofa, with his eyes slightly closed, his body gradually broke out in cold sweat, hot and cold, and fell asleep unknowingly, but he was always having nightmares.He woke up in the cold, weak and weak, and touched his forehead. The scalding temperature made him feel bad, and it was probably a wound infection.

He flicked the cell phone left by Riise, dialed the only phone inside, and told the situation very weakly.Within 10 minutes, someone's heavy footsteps appeared in the corridor, the door opened, and a man with a round face and glasses walked in, holding a small bag in his hand, and said simply: "I'm Finch, According to your condition, I took some medicine for you."

One shot for fever and one shot for anti-inflammation, the remaining glucose and saline are used to supplement the sequelae of blood loss.

It wasn't until two hours later that the temperature on Cato's forehead subsided a little, and Finch heaved a sigh of relief. If the other party's high fever persisted, even if they took the risk, they could only send him to the hospital.

"I actually have a problem." Ye Liang drank half a cup of hot water to moisten his throat, put one hand in his pocket, and asked curiously to Finch beside him, "What did you think in the first place to help the government create this A machine that watches over everyone."

As soon as these words came out, Finch's face changed.

But compared to him who has a lame leg and is still a weak technical geek, Cato's physical fitness is much better.Was it true that you had a high fever before, but were too weak to move?How could it be possible, he wasn't that fragile yet.

Before Finch had time to react, Ye Liang suddenly took out the injection in his pocket and injected it into the opponent's vein, then watched the opponent's eyes widen and slowly pass out.

Ye Liang made a gesture, placed Finch carefully and gently on the sofa next to him, and made another call: "I've got it done here, how about yours?"

Moran's breathing was heavy, and he said in a deep voice, "It's hard to deal with. He should be from the CIA and served in the army before."

Ye Liang laughed and raised his eyebrows: "If you meet an opponent in chess, then you can't do it?"

Moran refused to pay attention to this kind of ridicule, and sporadic gunshots came from the other end of the phone. Ye Liang took the phone away and shouted: "Follow the plan, of course, if you fail or die, don't use it gone."

Moran's response was to swear a bad word and hang up the phone immediately.

Oh shit, this guy really reacted, not a complete dead face.

Ye Liang took the blanket from one side and gently covered the sleeping Finch, then went downstairs to the corner of the street, smiled at the camera there, and said, "I know you can see, TheMae, your maker is in my In your hand, send someone to talk about it, you won't regret it."

The author has something to say: * Moriarty: How about my script~~

Moran & Ye Liang: Alas... what else can I do, the boss is just so idiot, let's just make do with it.

*The first prize in today's acting competition will be awarded to Moran and Ryoko, they performed very well, applause applause!Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills——Comments from the competition instructor Clown.