[Comprehensive] 100 ways to fight criminals

"...where were you last night?"

"shopping."

Anderson's recorded hand paused, and he looked up at Song Yiqiao suspiciously: "Why didn't you go with Caroline?"

"I like to go shopping alone, can't I?"

Song Yiqiao looked at him blankly, without any guilt.

"By the way, there are several police officers who can testify. I only remember one of them named Greve. He regarded me as the criminal who attacked the thief."

"Grave?"

Relieved, Anderson shrugged and said, "His temper is rather irritable, just like the policemen who just came out."

——Sure enough, like attracts like.

"Now you believe it," she said.

"Okay, since there is no problem, I'll go first."

"Wait!" Song Yiqiao stood up, "Are there any clues about the criminal?"

"It's a pity that even the famous Mr. Holmes didn't catch him when he slipped away."

Anderson had a regretful expression on his face, but his tone couldn't hide his schadenfreude.

She lowered her eyes when she heard the words, and instead of making sarcastic remarks like in the past, she said lightly, "Thank you."

After Anderson left, Song Yiqiao sat in the room in a daze, without saying a word.Several familiar and unfamiliar faces appeared in her mind: the proprietress of the Japanese grocery store, Mrs. Stephen, Caroline, and...

She had a splitting headache, and she fell on the bed with her head up. All she could see was the white ceiling.

What did you do yesterday?

In retrospect, it was not something she could do normally, it was so crazy that it shouldn't have been done by the same person.But last night—

She suddenly closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands in pain.Soon, the hand was gradually clenched into a fist, and the blue veins on the back of the white hand were exposed, and there was a "clucking" sound.

Just then, the phone rang.

Song Yiqiao looked towards the source of the sound suddenly, the chaotic violence in his eyes flashed past, and returned to calm again.

She picked up her phone, and it showed an unfamiliar number.Song Yiqiao hesitated for a while, the bell was still ringing, so he answered it simply: "Hi, may I ask who you are?"

"I have a surprise for you, Joe."

On the other end of the phone, Jack's voice was very pleasant.

"It's you?"

Jack continued on his own: "The cafe last time, I was waiting for you there, and I guarantee with my personality that you will never be disappointed."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone was hung up.

Song Yiqiao held the phone, wondering what she was thinking about. The next second, she put away the phone, grabbed the windbreaker and went out the door.

Perhaps because of the upcoming winter, the weather is extremely cold.But as if she couldn't feel the biting wind, the camel-colored windbreaker was opened, revealing the thin pullover inside, and a pair of slender legs walked fast.Only when she saw her pale skin from the cold on that expressionless face, and her lips were not as rosy as usual, did she know that she was really cold.

Jack was leaning against the wall of the coffee shop, following her steps with dark eyes, a pair of blue eyes were bottomless, like the black that had been stirred into ink.

"Joe."

He said hello.

Song Yiqiao stepped forward and pulled out a smiling expression: "What's the matter."

"Don't laugh if you don't want to. Why do you have to force yourself?" Jack didn't seem to like her perfunctory smile, "Let's not make an example."

"……it is good."

Not knowing where Jack was taking her, she followed him around a few streets.The two were silent all the way, but they didn't look embarrassed, which made Song Yiqiao feel relaxed.

The two entered an abandoned building and walked through the darkness for a while, Jack's footsteps stopped.

"Here we are," he said.

Song Yiqiao glanced at him, and entered the door amidst the other's gesture.

There was almost nothing in the dark room, and there was a chair in the middle, and an unconscious man was tied to the chair with five knots.

She recognized who it was at a glance.

Lawrence!

Jack unscrewed the cap of a bottle of mineral water and poured it on Lawrence's head. The cold water poured down on his head, making him wake up quickly.

Lawrence blinked, as if he didn't understand the situation. Suddenly, he saw Song Yiqiao's cannibalistic angry eyes, and after a shock, he woke up instantly, and shouted in horror: "No...what are you going to do?! This is illegal !"

Song Yiqiao sneered, "Isn't arson illegal?"

"Don't mess around!... Help! Help!"

The panicked shouts were blocked by the airtight room and could not be heard outside.

Jack walked up to Song Yiqiao's side, his eyes were dim, and he lowered his head slightly, with a gentle voice: "Kill him, Joe, to avenge your friend."

--kill him.

Song Yiqiao bit her lip tightly, staring blankly at Lawrence struggling frantically.

—Kill him, Joe.

- Take revenge on your friends.

--kill him.

—kill them.

them……

Song Yiqiao walked slowly in front of Lawrence step by step, and raised her hand high. She was sure that as long as she slapped it down with her palm, she would definitely be able to slap the other's fragile head like a watermelon.

Lawrence was so frightened that he almost cried, shaking like a sieve.

"Please don't kill me! I was wrong! Please!"

The murderous intent in her eyes disappeared in a flash, and she regained clarity in an instant.

...No, I can't do this myself, I have done enough wrong.

Song Yiqiao put down his hands, and in a state where Lawrence was almost fainting, he passed by Jack and left a word.

"Thank you, but send him to the police station."

……

From that day on, Song Yiqiao realized that something was wrong with him, was it after meeting Hannibal? …Maybe it was earlier, or in other words, there were some things that had been affecting her thinking since she was buried in her childhood, and the flowers of depression bloomed in the shadow of a closed heart.

There is one thing that she has never mentioned to others.

When she was in the third grade of elementary school, on the way home from school, she saw with her own eyes a stray wild dog showing its ferocious fangs and trying to attack an immature little girl carrying a schoolbag.It happened to be a small path at that time, and the students liked to take a shortcut here, but unfortunately no one passed by at that time.

The girl fell to the ground, cried out in fear, and yelled at Song Yiqiao: "Sister, save me!"

She stopped and stood there blankly, but within two seconds, she suddenly unloaded her schoolbag and smashed it down on the stray dog!

a bit!Twice!

The stray dog ​​bared its cold teeth, dodged the attack and jumped on her body, biting her arm in one bite. The blood flow and the pain of the wound tearing instantly made Song Yiqiao's eyes red, and imitated the other party's movements to bite the stray dog. Dog's throat!

Her teeth were sore, her nose smelled of suffocating rancidity, and the stray dog ​​let out a wail, let go of its mouth and kicked hard on her body, escaped from the bondage and fled out of the path in embarrassment.

Song Yiqiao was a little dizzy, and forced a smile: "Are you okay?"

The little girl limp on the ground looked at her with blood on the corners of her lips, the wound on her arm was cracked ferociously, the texture inside was clearly visible, and the school uniform was covered with tragic blood.The horrified look made the little girl scream.

"Ahhhh!!!"

……

Song Yiqiao recalled this with a very bad expression.She rubbed her arm, as if the pain of being bitten still remained on it, and it still made her heart tremble after many years.

Recently, I always like to recall the past. What happened?

She was walking down the street when a man came out of a store and they almost ran into each other.

"Sorry, are you okay?" The man supported her gentlemanly.

"It's okay." Song Yiqiao shook his head.

"Are you here to see a psychiatrist too? If so, it should be earlier. Dr. Daniel is about to leave work."

The man left after saying goodbye.

She raised her head in a daze, and saw the signboard of "Psychological Consultation Room" hanging on it.

Counseling?

It was as if there was a kind of hidden attraction that made her step into the door involuntarily.

Once inside, the layout inside is very ordinary, even warm. The decoration and furnishings are like a home, and the warm orange light shines in the room.

"What's matter?"

A gentle question came from behind, she turned her head and saw a brown-haired man in a white coat and a hygienic mask.

Doctor Daniel explained apologetically: "I haven't recovered from my cold recently. In order not to infect the patient with germs, I can only wear a mask for the time being. Please rest assured that it will not get in the way."

"Are you Dr. Daniel?"

"Yes." His tone was very gentle, unknowingly let people down, "Let's sit down and chat for a while."

There were two glasses of sweet fruit juice on the table, and Song Yiqiao sat on the soft sofa and looked at the surrounding environment.

Daniel asked, "Is there anything bothering you recently?"

"...I always have nightmares, can't control my emotions...it's terrible."

"Talk to me about your business."

Under the friendly signal released by Daniel, Song Yiqiao said a lot unconsciously, but her dying mind still prevented her from telling some truths that were too secret.

As she talked, she gradually fell asleep, her eyelids were too tired to open, and everything in front of her eyes began to spin...rotate...

She opened her eyes and found herself back in a familiar room.

A 30-year-old woman with a delicate face led the child to sleep on the bed, and softly coaxed her to sleep. The gentle whispers were extremely clear in the quiet room.

Just then, an accident happened.

The door lock of the outer room was suddenly pried open, and within a few seconds, several men rushed in.When she panicked, she stuffed the child under the bed immediately, trembling and said quickly: "Don't talk! Don't move!"

The little girl hid under the bed in horror, the door was wide open and she could clearly see the argument going on outside.

They snatched away mother's jewelry and all the cash at home. They looked at each other with gloomy eyes. A man picked up a kitchen knife from the kitchen, while the others held down the crying woman and slashed at her viciously!

"Help...help...help me..."

The woman's tragic screams quickly ended under the blade, and the few of them fled in a hurry, leaving only a messy and staring child.

...the whole world turned bloody.

Song Yiqiao's face was stiff, and the cold air from her throat made her unable to speak or even move.

The woman lying in a pool of blood seemed to be still moaning in pain: "Qiao Qiao, save me...it hurts... Qiao Qiao..."

Suddenly, a man's cold voice came from beside his ear.

"it was all your fault."

Her heart fell heavily, without end.

--it was all your fault.

--your fault.