Bandit Shi Xianyu

Ansel arrived after Shi Yuanchen drank chicken soup and washed the dishes.

"Did you eat?" He asked the first sentence when he opened the door.

Ansel was wearing a police cap, so low that he couldn't see his eyes, only his tall nose and mouth were exposed, and a shadow was cast on his face. He stood at the door with his hands behind his back.

It was only then that Shi Yuanchen realized that he was a tall man, usually because Ansel was always a little timid, so he couldn't tell.

Ansel raised his face, pushed up the brim of his hat with a baton, and smiled at Shi Yuanchen: "Eat it. Let's go, Professor."

Shi Yuanchen felt an inexplicable strange feeling, like being stabbed by a needle suddenly.

But he still nodded: "I'm going to change clothes."

Ansel stood by the door and waited for him.

Shi Yuanchen was thinking while changing clothes, he felt strange.He has dealt with the police and criminals for many years, and he has a keen sense for the subtle differences in spirit and atmosphere. Now this sense clearly tells him that something is wrong.

But he couldn't figure it out.

When he went out, Ansel stood up straight from the wall he was leaning against, and opened the door for him: "Please."

Shi Yuanchen turned his head to watch him lock the door, and suddenly noticed something, when Ansel was standing against the wall just now, he was lazily leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets.Ansel had never done this before.

They entered the elevator, Ansel tucked the baton under his arm, stretched out his hand and pressed it to the ground, and put the gloves on himself slowly.

"Why did you bring a baton?" Shi Yuanchen asked him as if chatting.

"Ah this." Ansel took it out and picked it up, "The gun is gone."

It was stolen by Fei Zuohua.Of course, Shi Yuanchen didn't say anything.

"If the gun is stolen, there's no need to do it," Ansel said to himself.

Shi Yuanchen asked, "It was stolen? Could it be that I forgot where I put it?"

Ansel turned his head with slow movements, and moved his eyes again, the corners of his mouth curled into an arc, but it didn't make people think he was smiling: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Shi Yuanchen immediately rang the alarm. He could smell the danger that Ansel was about to emerge just by smelling it, the smell of carnivorous animals.

He calmed down, and the elevator stopped on the second basement floor.

Ansel stepped out of the elevator first, turned to look at Shi Yuanchen, Shi Yuanchen pressed the door close button and said casually: "I forgot to take my phone, I'll go up."

The door was about to close, but Ansel's hand came in with a snap, blocking the door. He put his arm on the elevator door frame, looked down at Shi Yuanchen: "You can't use it."

Then he made way: "Come on."

Shi Yuanchen didn't move: "Who the hell are you?"

Ansel frowned, and anger gathered between his brows. Shi Yuanchen quickly judged that this person's temper was not very good, even a little cruel.

But Ansel seemed to suppress his temper, and repeated: "Come on."

Shi Yuanchen took a step forward, took advantage of the moment when he was relaxed, and ran away, and was caught back before he ran a few steps.

Ansel strangled his neck from behind, covered his mouth, dragged him backwards, and kicked his ankle, making Shi Yuanchen unable to stand upright and wanted to fall down, which happened to follow Ansel Searle's idea, it is convenient for him to drag.

Shi Yuanchen could barely breathe, he patted Ansel's arm, but the effect was minimal.

***

Hou Qi'an woke up from a bout of dizziness. There was still fire in front of his eyes and tinnitus in his head. He lay on the ground and tried to open his eyes. He tried to stand up with his arms, and at the same time tried to find Kong Ping's location.

He saw Kong Ping lying behind the gas tank, lying on the ground with things in his hands spilled all over the floor.

Hou Qi'an hammered his head twice, struggled to stand up, and staggered a few steps towards Kong Ping, his eyes were dark, so he had to slow down.He glanced at the car. He didn't know why. Although the "explosion" just now looked violent, it was more like a fire than the "explosion". He who was closer to the car was hit harder than Kong Ping.

After being able to control the balance, Hou Qi'an rushed to Kong Ping, knelt on the ground and patted Kong Ping's face, lay on his chest and listened to his heartbeat, pinched his nose and tried to do mouth breathing.

Before he could take a breath, Kong Ping opened her mouth to cough and woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw Hou Qi'an in front of him, and grabbed his arm in shock: "Just now...was it...what??"

Hou Qi'an nodded.

Kong Ping swallowed blankly, sat up in a daze for a long time, and then said: "Yeah, fuck me..."

Hou Qi'an helped him stand up: "Go inside and wipe it first. I think there is something wrong with the staff at the gas station just now."

"Did you see his face clearly? It can't be Baishi."

Hou Qi'an looked at him helplessly: "I can't even recognize Baishi."

The two of them went into the store, Kong Ping went to find some medicine, Hou Qi'an took out his mobile phone to call Fei Zuohua, but the mobile phone was also broken.

Hou Qi'an glanced at the only cashier in the store, who was cutting his nails, noticed Hou Qi'an's gaze, rolled his eyelids lazily, and changed the angle.

It should not be him.Hou Qi'an looked at the burning car outside the door, and walked up to the cashier. The cashier looked seventeen or eighteen years old, wore black eyeliner, chewed gum, moved his lips up and down, and flicked his lip ring.

Hou Qi'an pointed out the door: "Shouldn't you call the police for such a big matter?"

The cashier rolled his eyes: "I'll just stay for an afternoon, it doesn't matter to me."

Hou Qi'an noticed that there was an indescribable restlessness in the frequency of his shaking his legs, and he probably knew that this man was probably an addict.

"Where's the boss here?"

The cashier sneered, and said nonchalantly, "I don't know."

Hou Qi'an stopped talking nonsense with him, and pointed to the phone on the table: "I'll use it."

The cashier ignored him, and Hou Qi'an picked up the phone. As expected, there was a beep. He looked along the phone line and saw a broken phone line.

Kong Ping came back and piled up the things she wanted to buy on the table. The cashier glanced at them and quoted a price.

They sat on a table by the window, putting on Band-Aids and discussing what to do next.

"I'll use your phone."

Kong Ping took it out and gave it to him.

Hou Qi'an called Fei Zuohua, but couldn't get through, and called Shi Yuanchen, but couldn't get through.

Seeing his serious face, Kong Ping asked, "Did something happen to them?"

Hou Qi'an frowned, as if he was recalling something, and then he asked Kong Ping: "The person who cheered us up, did you look up at him?"

Kong Ping nodded: "If you haven't seen it, it should be him."

"No, I mean," Hou Qi'an shook his head, "do you remember what he looks like?"

"Why don't you remember," Kong Ping replied subconsciously, "He..."

Then he stopped. He suddenly felt unable to answer this question. Regarding that person, he couldn’t remember his height or appearance. He clearly saw it at the time, but he didn’t have any impression of it...

Kong Ping tried to answer: "Is he quite white..."

"Really?" Hou Qi'an shook his head, "I feel a little coppery..."

The two looked at each other helplessly and gave up temporarily.

Hou Qi'an saw that the injury was almost done, so he stood up: "Anyway, something happened now, we have to go back. Something is wrong with this place. I suspect it is one of Baishi's strongholds. It is dangerous to stay here. "

Kong Ping passed him and looked at the cashier: "That person..."

Hou Qi'an also turned his head to look at it, then turned back and said, "I think it might be okay, otherwise he wouldn't be kept."

Kong Ping stood up and watched as Hou Qi'an went to buy two guns.

He looked at Hou Qi'an suspiciously, Hou Qi'an just said: "If you didn't succeed just now, maybe you will do it again."

Then handed it to Kong Ping: "Be careful."

***

When Shi Yuanchen woke up, he smelled dust. He choked, but didn't dare to cough out.

He covered his nose and mouth, calmed down, and looked around in the moonlight.

This is an empty factory, probably about the size of a football field, with a very high dome, abandoned scaffolding in the distance, and a huge object. Shi Yuanchen squinted his eyes and identified it, thinking that it might be a part of an airplane.

And in the shadows to the west of him, two people were talking.

Zhou Linyuan threw the police cap on the ground, slowly unbuttoned his own button, and squinted at Lu Mingyue: "So, you said that the plan has changed, and Baishi won't let him be killed. What happens next?"

Lu Mingyue sneezed. He was drenched all over, and turned his head around: "Is there any towel for me to wipe, it's so cold..."

Zhou Linyuan threw him the towel in his backpack and continued to change his clothes.He took off his police uniform and changed into a loose coat.

"Anyway, that's it." Lu Mingyue wiped her hair, put it on her body, sat on the chair, and spread her palms, "He just said don't kill him, and didn't say anything about it later."

Zhou Linyuan changed into a Yankee baseball cap and put it on: "Has he returned to NO.19?"

"It should be, Pei Cangyu is still there."

Hearing this name, Zhou Linyuan laughed disdainfully, and turned his head to look at Shi Yuanchen who was lying on the ground in the distance: "You can't just let me put him here."

Lu Mingyue looked up at him: "Well, don't worry about it, leave the rest to me."

Zhou Linyuan took a look at him, walked outside, and looked at a car at the door: "You drove Fei Zuohua to NO.15, and then Baishi killed him there. Right?"

Lu Mingyue nodded.

Zhou Linyuan turned back: "I should kill Shi Yuanchen here," he raised his hand and looked at his watch, "At this time, those two children should be dead too, right?"

"Yes." Lu Mingyue nodded again.

"If the plan changes, I won't kill Shi Yuanchen, what about the others?"

Lu Mingyue did not speak.

Zhou Linyuan looked at him: "You said that the plan had changed and told me not to do anything, so I brought him here to wait for you. Now that you are here, I just asked directly, is this an order from Baishi to you? "

Lu Mingyue stared at him and smiled: "You know, I'm the one who listens to Baishi the most."

Zhou Linyuan didn't answer, turned around and walked towards Shi Yuanchen, Lu Mingyue quickly stood up and followed.

Shi Yuanchen retreated in a hurry and continued to pretend to be asleep, but Zhou Linyuan didn't care much about his state, and just kicked his knee.

Lu Mingyue followed him: "You don't have to worry about things here, you should run away now, or wait..."

Zhou Linyuan turned his head and looked at Lu Mingyue, his eyes were cold, and Lu Mingyue choked when he was about to say something.

Zhou Linyuan took out his mobile phone to make a call, said something briefly to the other side, and then hung up.He was about the same height as Lu Mingyue, turned around to face him, and put a hand on Lu Mingyue's shoulder.

"Tao Feng said that those two people are not dead."

Lu Mingyue raised her eyebrows: "Fate is so big?"

Zhou Linyuan's subordinates used force: "He said that the gas bomb was empty and failed to explode, but just caught fire. He is following those two people now."

Lu Mingyue's eyes shifted, and she smiled again: "Could it be God's will?"

Zhou Linyuan was obviously not interested in joking with him, he stared at Lu Mingyue: "You betrayed."

"Fart your mother." Lu Mingyue suddenly became serious, "What do you know, don't fuck with me."

Zhou Linyuan took a step back and kicked Shi Yuanchen who was on the ground: "Then you come."

Lu Mingyue frowned: "I've said it all, Baishi said..."

Zhou Linyuan reached out and grabbed Lu Mingyue's collar, and pulled him to the front: "When I see Baishi and find out that you have lied, your end will be miserable. I promise."

Said Zhou Linyuan kicked Shi Yuanchen again: "Stop pretending, get up."

Shi Yuanchen hesitated for a while, then slowly opened his eyes, leaned against the wall and sat up, while Lu Mingyue was already holding a multi-fold knife in his hand.Zhou Linyuan watched behind him without saying a word.

Lu Mingyue threw the knife to the ground: "Zhou Linyuan, what do you mean? Do whatever I say, and it's your turn to threaten me?"

Zhou Linyuan is no longer interested in entangled with him anymore, if they hadn't cut off all contact at the last moment of the operation for safety and repentance, and would reach their destination like a ignited rocket, he could contact Baishi now.

It is also because of this that he is very resistant to changing his life at a critical moment.

Never had.

Zhou Linyuan turned his head and walked towards Shi Yuanchen, but Shi Yuanchen couldn't even react. He watched the tall man approaching like Yama with a hostile aura, mixed with the smell of a killer and a butcher.

Lu Mingyue raised her voice: "The police are coming soon."

Zhou Linyuan's footsteps stopped immediately, and he turned to look at Lu Mingyue.

"Fei Zuohua is not dead. I drove that car. There is a location on the car. They will come soon."

Zhou Linyuan not only frowned, he was even a little angry: "Did you rent a car with a fixed location?"

"On purpose." Lu Mingyue simply opened up and said, "You can go while you can."

"Why did you turn back?"

Lu Mingyue sighed: "You go."

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhou Linyuan didn't wait any longer, and continued to walk towards Shi Yuanchen. He is a man who must fulfill his mission, and now he wants to kill someone.

Lu Mingyue stepped in front of him, stretched out her hand to hold him: "Zhou Linyuan, can't you see that Baishi is doomed this time."

Zhou Linyuan broke away from him coldly, not caring.

Lu Mingyue lowered her head in despair.

"I've met Pei Cangyu."

Zhou Linyuan and Shi Yuanchen were stunned at the same time.

Shi Yuanchen turned his head suddenly and stared at Lu Mingyue: "What did you say? What are you?"

Lu Mingyue turned to look at them lifelessly: "I said, I saw him last week. It was just the two of us."

***

Baishi left from District [-], drove to his new residence, and opened the last text message that Zhou Linyuan sent him earlier today.

"The water glass has your fingerprints on it. The knife is in the room."

When Baishi saw it at the time, he knew that Zhou Linyuan was back.

But more importantly, he couldn't tell.

He couldn't explain his own appearance at the same time as explaining Pei Cangyu's appearance, unless Pei Cangyu voluntarily proved that their journey was all due to your love and my wish, and it was just a trip.

Shiraishi stopped the car at the entrance of the street and lit a cigarette.

Pei Cangyu wouldn't come out to prove "Your love and I'm willing", Baishi recalled the expression on his face when he saw himself buried, and he understood that Pei Cangyu was the most, and he didn't look at it.

Shiraishi sat in the car for a while, opened the window to diffuse the smell of smoke.

He looked at this "temporary residence". Although he had many temporary residences, the ones Pei Cangyu went to were all good, at least he didn't have to worry about food and lodging.

He saw Pei Cangyu's nervous figure dangling by the window, he didn't know what he was looking at, the light in Baishi's car was off, so he wasn't worried.

After a while, a red-haired girl ran to Pei Cangyu and said something to him. Pei Cangyu looked more nervous, and stretched out her hand to close the curtain.

Baishi finished smoking the cigarette, threw it out the window, and drove away.

He has a place to go.

It was not an easy task to pass through the surrounding community, so when Profess saw Shiraishi, he was really shocked.

Bai Shi happened to have just rolled in, and sat on the window sill to say hello: "Is anyone there?"

Profesus was cleaning his shotgun, staring blankly at the elusive Shiraishi, then reacted, shaking his head: "Only me."

Baishi jumped off the window sill and wandered around the house casually.

"You can come back now?"

"Okay." Profess carefully cleaned the gun, "I just sleep at night, and I work during the day."

Shiraishi nodded, and once again sat down at the position where they initially negotiated.

Profess said calmly that the muzzle of the gun was turned to Shiraishi, just to be on the safe side, and then asked in a calm tone: "What's the matter with you?"

Bai Shi looked at him and smiled: "The police said that the cup on the table is mine."

Profession nodded: "I heard. When did you go up?"

"The problem is," Baishi spread his hands, "I haven't been there before."

"Then why is your cup there?"

Bai Shi didn't answer him, but instead asked, "Do you think I'm a murderer?"

Profesus looked into his eyes: "I don't know. Are you?"

Bai Shi leaned on the back of the sofa, raised his head and exhaled, then looked at him again: "Where are you going?"

Profesus moved his eyes and replied, "I don't intend to go out."

Baishi smiled: "Since you are so dishonest, let's have a showdown."

Profess subconsciously grasped the barrel of the gun, let it go, and smiled: "What cards are you going to show?"

"The police said that the knife was already in the room, so it further confirmed that anyone who appeared at the scene could have killed him, and there was no need to prepare the murder weapon in advance."

Profession nodded.

"The one who entered the room that night before and after the time of death, if the cup is not counted, and those who did not meet the requirements at other times were excluded, Vanessa was the only one. She also explained this, but she didn't say what to do. Right. "

Profess looked at him.

Baishi sat up straight: "That is to say, if my cup hadn't been inserted, then the murderer would be Vanessa."

Profess interjected: "But your cup is still there, you went up there, you just didn't explain it."

Baishi ignored him: "Vanessa, it's your reasoning."

"so what?"

Baishi narrowed his eyes: "How do you know that the knife was bought at the 'street corner store'? Why isn't it a store or a kitchenware store?"

Profession froze suddenly.

"Did you do it? You killed him."

Profession's face was pale, and his lips moved as if trying to form a smile, but to no avail.

Baishi went on to say: "I understand, you have been preparing for so long, planning and planning for so long, you are too tired, you are at the end of your strength."

"I didn't know you were talking about..."

"You killed him and planted it on Vanessa." Bai Shi leaned back on the chair, "This is your calculation. You and the mayor can't agree for some reason, and this girl is old and hard to control , so you decided to kill two birds with one stone. If I'm not wrong, you won't let her fall into the hands of the police, lest she say anything against you. According to your usual methods, I suspect that you plan to kill her and then fake Create a scene of suicide."

Just as Profesus was about to speak, Shiraishi raised his hand and pressed down.

"You're going out. Are you going to kill her?"

Profess didn't move.

"No need to pretend." Baishi pointed to the door, "The alarm lock has been unlocked." He pointed to the door of the room, "The bedroom door is closed, the key has been pulled out, and the electricity in this house is turned off except for this lamp. gone."

Shiraishi sat forward and said, "You plan to go out and bring your shotgun."

Profesus stared at Shiraishi for a long time, but still didn't say a word.

"You know where she is. She called you, right?"

Profesus finally moved, and shook his head slightly: "No, for her classmates, I found out about it." He smiled, "She has already started making friends, which is very dangerous."

"You bring a gun because you intend to create a commotion in the community, so that after the police knock on the door, no one comes out and surrenders, so you can shoot and kill the 'murderer' automatically by default, right?"

Profession defaults.

"You plan to frame Pei Cangyu."

Profess sighed slowly and heavily as if a bone had been removed, leaned back in the chair, and touched his gun.

For a long time, he remained motionless, and the sound of the second hand moving was terribly noisy. He finally sat up straight and looked at Baishi.

"What do you want?"

"I'm not going to let you go."

Profession shook his head.

The neighborhood is deadly quiet, the moonlight shines in bleakly, there are sporadic dogs barking in the distance, and there is only a piece of light in the room. The quiet of the night is like a ghost, silently creeping up, choking Profesus by the throat, as if The thought of dragging him back into the bottomless shit-like life, being spurned and looked down upon by others made him break out in a cold sweat.

He gripped the gun tightly again, and looked up at Shiraishi, he still had a gun after all.

He tried to negotiate: "Look, I'm going to plant it on her, not you. I didn't put the cup."

Shiraishi nodded: "I know."

Profess frowned, he watched Shiraishi's expression become elusive, almost sad.He thought he didn't make it clear, so he repeated it again: "In the original plan, the police should have investigated Vanessa. I don't know why you were involved."

Baishi nodded dully, and said, "It's not you. It's Pei Cangyu."

Profesus froze for a moment, thinking he hadn't heard clearly.

"At that time, I thought it was strange." Baishi looked out of the window, his face was whitened by the moonlight, "That's my cup at the bar."

Profession tried hard to understand, but couldn't believe it: "... Are you sure it's... him?"

Shiraishi slowly took out a round object from his pocket, and it landed on the table with a clatter from his hand.

"His buttons." Baishi smiled, but it was not a smile, it seemed very hopeless and powerless. He looked up at Profesus, "I found it on the window sill."