born criminal

Less than a month after the culprit was announced, another child rape and murder occurred in New York.In desperation, the director asked UNPO for help, and finally caught the real criminal after several twists and turns.That man was a policeman who was fired for abusing his power. He played the accordion and sold songs on the street. According to his confession, Daniel often came to listen to his singing, and occasionally invited him to dinner.Later, he committed evil deeds one after another, and the police investigation became more and more in-depth. When he was panicked, he had the desire to blame him.He invited Daniel to drink, and after getting Daniel drunk, collected his body fluids and fingerprints-and pushed Daniel into the abyss.

After the real criminal was arrested, the four officers who pursued Daniel quietly disappeared from the NYPD roster, their files became classified, and no one knew where they went.Yangzhou's aunt cried and made a fuss at the New York Police Station, begging for an explanation for her son who suddenly turned into a corpse, but when she failed to get an explanation, she was once imprisoned in a mental hospital.The media was unanimously silent on this matter, and only a few tabloids had a few articles.Years later, when Yangzhou investigated the case, he found out that Robert liked men, behaved dissolutely, and had always been domineering in the bureau.He was the nephew of the chief of the New York Police Department at that time, and his family was quite powerful in the political circle. However, he himself failed the graduation examination of the police academy, but was arranged to work by his uncle.

After Daniel died that year, Yangzhou experienced a month-long aphasia, and was finally taken by his parents to see a psychiatrist.

The psychiatrist was a woman in vintage gold-rimmed glasses named Gemma.She has round features, an amiable demeanor, and a kind voice. Yangzhou likes her very much.When he stumbled and described everything that happened in the room to Gemma with gestures and poor words, the gentle psychiatrist suddenly burst into tears.

After several weeks of treatment, Yangzhou was able to speak again.Zhou Yun and George were very happy, thinking that he had recovered from the trauma—even Yang Zhou himself thought so.Only Jiama was worried, and worriedly told Yangzhou that he would keep in touch in the future.

But Yang Zhou never looked for her again.

Entering adolescence, after the sexual awakening of peers one after another, the dormant demon finally revealed its roaring true form.When the students secretly watched pornographic videos, Yangzhou felt sick and wanted to vomit.Sex|Love should be wonderful - if the door is opened to a compatible partner at the right time.But Yangzhou witnessed its ugliest appearance when he was still ignorant, accompanied by screams, pain, and violence, and he avoided it ever since.The shadow of his childhood was so huge and far-reaching that unconsciously, Yang Zhou not only rejected physical intimacy, but was even afraid of forming a psychological intimacy.

Accompanying it was the growing hatred and guilt. For countless nights, Daniel with distorted features pinched his neck, breathed cold air in his ears, and shouted, "Revenge! Help me avenge!"

Yangzhou couldn't help shivering.He opened his mouth blankly and panted, his forehead was wet with cold sweat, as if he had narrowly escaped from the frozen lake of memories.

Chen Jian tightened his embrace silently.He brushed away Yangzhou's wet hair with his rough fingertips, and caressed his delicate and smooth forehead vaguely.

Yang Zhou leaned his neck back to avoid his fingertips, his expression was indifferent, "You are right, we are indeed the same. I applied to be transferred to the New York Police Department, and I became friends with Lu Zhao—for revenge. "

"Then why didn't you report it?" Chen Jian looked down at him, his eyes were deep and pitiful, and his eyebrows frowned, "Why did you put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately?"

Yang Zhoukong stared at him blankly for a while, rolled his Adam's apple, and said softly, "I didn't become a Buddha."

He did not become a Buddha and is still suffering in hell.

Chen Jian suddenly remembered a day a few months ago - Mr. Geller was arrested after killing Kyle Green, sitting in the interrogation room with a calm expression and humming a song.At that time Yangzhou looked at him through the glass, that subtle expression clearly contained envy.Was he thinking that if he killed all the four people who committed evil at the beginning, he could also gain peace of mind?

Yangzhou had a chance.

A few years ago, with the help of Lu Zhao, he obtained the files of the four policemen, and tracked down their current identities and addresses.

He was lurking near Robert's house—the man had become an old man, bent and shambling, while he was young and vigorous.He could take revenge easily, but when things came to an end, he was at a loss, how should he take revenge?kill him?

He hated the man, no doubt about it.He not only ruined Daniel, but also his life.There is only one thing that is uncertain - will the demons disappear if you kill him?

Yang Zhou wandered anxiously around the courtyard of Robert's house, unable to do anything for a long time.

Until one evening, something hit him in the left knee.

"Hey!" A curly-haired boy stepped forward, proudly clasping his hands behind his back, a handful of small stones rattling in his fists. "Why are you always around my house? I've been watching you from the window for several days." The boy had a chubby face, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to those of the people Yangzhou hated.

"I'm here to find Robert," Yang Zhou asked, "Is he your grandfather?"

The boy nodded, and innocently confessed, "Grandpa went shopping for vegetables, and he wants to cook thick soup for me."

"Would you like to sit in the house for a while?" The boy spread his hands to show Yangzhou the result, his tone excited, "Look at what I picked up just now!"

Yangzhou stared at those colorful and strangely shaped beautiful stones for a long time, his lung lobes seemed to be squeezed, and the suffocation brought a needle-like pain.He shook the hand hanging by his side several times, but he still couldn't make a fist.

"I'm leaving," he said, "you go home, it's not safe outside, there are bad people."

"I'm not afraid!" The boy's voice could be heard from far away, "My grandpa is a policeman!"

A few months later, Yangzhou came to that city again because of his mission. He revisited the old place, only to find that Robert's family was empty.After asking the neighbors around, they moved out on the third day after Robert's grandson met him.

In fact, as long as you inquire carefully, it is not difficult to find out their whereabouts.But when Yangzhou stood in front of the overgrown garden, he suddenly felt very tired.

He realized that he was so small and weak that even if he searched for it all his life, he could not find true inner peace.The past is not like smoke, he will forever be entangled with the devil in his heart, swallowed by guilt, and lonely to death.

"Hello." Seeing him in a daze, Chen Jian stretched out his hand to press the wound on the corner of his mouth.Yangzhou waved his fist reflexively, stopped abruptly in mid-air, it was very funny to Chen Jian's eyes.

Yang Zhou blinked his eyes to force back the wetness.Only now did he fully regain his senses, and he was very concerned about the intimate posture of the two, so he quickly sat up straight and bumped Chen Jian's arm with his elbow.

"Why?" Chen Jian was displeased, "You turned your back on me? You were the one who got into my arms just now."

He said this coldly, with a bit of anger, as if Yang Zhou had really done something treacherous.Yang Zhou was taken aback when he heard the words, but he really didn't move. He stared at him nervously and vigilantly, almost pricking up his two rabbit ears.

Chen Jian was very accurate at seeing people. He knew that Yangzhou would take the weak but not the hard, but he was surprised by how easily he could handle it. Then he had a strong impulse, wishing to hold him in his palm and dedicate his whole life to him. The most precious thing in the world.

"That Daniel," Chen Jian squinted at him, and said in a strange way, "you brag about him so well, do you really like him?"

Yang Zhou showed a puzzled expression. He looked at Chen Jian seriously, trying to figure out the meaning of the words. For a short moment, he seemed to have guessed something and was negating himself, but he saw a subtle smile on the corner of Chen Jian's mouth. Smiling, she nodded slightly at him.

"You——" Yang Zhou looked at him in disbelief, and slapped him on the chest, "He is my brother, and I was only seven years old—Chen Jian, are you sick?" A living person, compared with the sluggishness a moment ago, is simply full of vitality.

Chen Jian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.He showed a frivolous and casual smile to conceal his violently beating heart, "What are you doing so excited, it's fine if you don't like it. From now on, he will not be your brother, but I will be your brother."

Yang Zhou froze, subconsciously asked: "Don't you...don't recognize it?"

A few floating words instantly made the atmosphere weird.Chen Jian's smile froze, and at that moment, countless fragments of the past flashed before his eyes - Cheng Beiming's face, the scene of being bullied, the self who gritted his teeth and hated Zhou Yun... Every picture was piercing in his heart Make a knife.Chen Jian endured silently, and after a very short or very long time, he let out a moderate sigh.

Yang Zhou regretted his slip of the tongue.He didn't know how to resolve the embarrassment, and he didn't dare to look at Chen Jian, so he turned his head to look at the white wall.

"It's time for you to let Daniel leave you." Chen Jian suddenly returned to his seriousness, "Let him go with the past, why bother tormenting yourself. People who you see as evil can have a clear conscience and play tricks on their grandchildren. You are the victim , it was so difficult."

Yang Zhou raised his head, opened his innocent eyes like a child, and sincerely asked Chen Jian for an answer, his voice was low and raving, "Yes, why?"

Chen Jian was so sad that he almost shed tears.The two looked at each other for a long time, and Chen Jian said, "Because this is not a fair world at all."

This answer is well known to each other, and it is there if it is not poked.

"However, I have no right to look down on what you have done for revenge." Chen Jian stood up with his arms loose. He looked around the room, recalling the ambitious plan at the time, and said sadly, "Because we are all the same."

They are all the same, they are people who refuse to let go of themselves.

Twenty years ago, Chen Jian was on the front line of life and death, but he lost his father after recovering from his illness.On the way of growing up, he witnessed unreasonable killings and discrimination against the weak, and vowed to change all these.Up to now, the situation in the base has been greatly improved, and most people are content with the status quo, but he doesn't want to be a frog boiled to death in warm water. Twenty years ago, Yangzhou huddled in a corner and wept, watching Daniel die in front of him. Since then, he put on heavy shackles and ran for justice.It's a pity that justice is elusive, too strong and easy to break. When you persist and become paranoid, the sharp sword will turn to cut yourself.

There was silence in the room.Yang Zhou pulled off the precarious buttons on the collar of his shirt.The previous fight had wrinkled the cotton and linen shirt, and he stretched it by pinching the hem.

"I'm leaving first, Dr. Simon will send you a quilt and wound medicine." Chen Jian looked away with difficulty, he suspected that Yang Zhou was doing it on purpose, always teasing him with some seemingly innocent details.

"What are your plans next?" Yang Zhou asked suddenly.

"I don't know," Chen Jian bit his lower lip with his teeth, showing a rare hesitation, "I really don't know."

The situation is no longer under his control. Now that the rain is about to come, all he can do is wait and see.

"Don't open B75."

Chen Jian was noncommittal, he avoided Yangzhou's hopeful and apprehensive gaze, and walked towards the door.

"I still have a question!" Yang Zhou chased after two steps, the chain dragged on the wooden bed, making a dull "呵呵" sound.

"what?"

Yang Zhou hesitated to speak, he seemed a little embarrassed.His amber eyes shone like water that had just melted in spring.

"Would you like to be my brother?"

Chen Jian stopped and looked back, only to feel his heart beating, his ears roaring, and the big waves almost knocked him down.

"What if I want more?"

He pushed the door out without waiting for Yang Zhou's answer, walking faster and faster, and finally even started to run staggeringly.