[Exorcism] Parallel Trap

There are many bed sheets hanging on the roof of the hospital, all white.Lulubell went straight through and ran towards the edge of the rooftop.

It is very close to the inpatient building opposite, less than three meters away.

Lulubell, who was running, pulled down a bamboo pole used for drying, and lowered it towards the fence. Following the inertia, she made a beautiful diving somersault, landed on a parabola, rolled and got up neatly, and just about to lift the sheet in front of her. As he took a step, he was suddenly pressed against his lower back by some kind of hard object.

"The game of cat and mouse is over," a male voice announced. "Go ahead, I don't like violence against women."

The other party didn't speak, just turned around and kicked to answer.

"I knew you would do this," the rabbi blocked it with the clothes-horse in his hand, "but how do you know I won't still be hiding a gun?"

The woman didn't answer, but grabbed the bed sheet beside her with her backhand.

"Heh, are you gambling?" The rabbi lifted a row of sheets facing him, and dodged to catch up, "I'm not afraid."

Lulu Bell's figure is swift, and she shuttles nimbly like a cat between the rows of sheets, her whereabouts flickering.The rabbi pulled down a bamboo pole and yanked it forward, and the clothes rack fell down like a domino. The agile figure of a woman was jumping onto a platform in front of her, and the two fisted and kicked again.

"You're really stubborn. You obviously have nowhere to go."

Seeing the other party fleeing upstairs so persistently, the rabbi probably guessed where he was going. It happened that there was a passage halfway between the two buildings, so he decided to take a gamble, and it seemed that the bet was right.The area of ​​the platform is not large, so it is not very convenient to use fists and kicks. The rabbi moved forward, trying to force the opponent off the platform, and then took advantage of the mechanism to stop him.

The punch missed, and when the punch was thrown out, the opponent was already dodging to the side, and the kick flew towards him.The rabbi raised his arm to block it, and quickly responded, but he regretted the kick as soon as he stepped out of the rabbi—the edge of the roof was already behind the woman, and the platform under her feet was just higher than the guardrail. After falling down, the rabbi rushed forward without thinking, and grabbed her wrist in the last second.

"Let go."

As the cold wind howled, the woman who fell in mid-air and her life was hanging by a thread said so.

……

"I said." Siman said intermittently, trembling, "I am indeed... sent by the religious order to... monitor... monitor you..."

"I know that." Rhodes interrupted him impatiently, "You should answer my previous question - where is the headquarters of the sect? Who is your boss?"

"No...no fixed... place, all contacted by...secret..." Siman swallowed hard, "I am only responsible for...providing information, I have never seen...contact me..."

"Enough--" Before the man finished speaking, Rhodes kicked him hard in the lower abdomen, "Not a word of truth! It seems that you haven't had fun yet..."

"Rhode, be careful not to kill him." Boss, who was sitting next to him and focused on wiping the lenses of his glasses, reminded him lightly.

"But Millennium Lord, this guy is dishonest, and there are infinite dangers in leaving him alive." Rhodes ran back to Boss in a bounce, and wrapped his arms around Millennium Duke's neck, with a bit of coquettish tone in his tone.

"Well, yes." The Earl of the Millennium checked the lens against the faint light and nodded, "Allen, you come. Use any method..."

Boss blew on the glasses and put them back on.

"kill him."

When he heard the word "kill", Allen felt a sudden tremor in his heart.

"Okay, Lord Millennium."

He heard his own calm voice answer.

Then he walked over, each step heavy.He squatted down and saw that his hand picked up a scalpel on the ground.

Calm down, yes, this is the only way.He said so to himself.

Allen grabbed Siman by the collar and pulled him up.The man was covered in blood, and there was not much anger left.Allen looked at him fixedly, without saying a word, his eyes moved to the position of his left chest.

It's here, just above and to the left of the heart.He read it in a human anatomy book by Mana: as long as he stabs obliquely between the pectoralis major and the subclavian muscle along the muscle texture, and hits the Qihu point there, it is possible for Sman to Enter a state of suspended animation.

Although it is only "possible", although there is no absolute certainty, there is only one gamble.Even if it doesn't work, it won't hurt your life, and if you go to snort yourself and insist that he is dead, it is not impossible to deceive the world.

No matter what, we must save him!

Must be stabbed!

Allen turned his back to everyone and raised his scalpel.A cold light shone on Siman's face, the man opened his eyes tiredly, stared at the boy in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

Haggard, bitter, speechless kind of smile.

Live!

Allen screamed silently with his eyes.

Must survive!

It is possible to change as long as you are alive.

As long as there is life, there is still hope.

As long as you live, as long as you live--

Just as Allen swung his knife and was about to stab down, he suddenly heard a hiss in his ear, and then Siman's body froze all of a sudden - a butterfly dart was stably inserted between the man's eyebrows.

Everything happened so suddenly, Siman's expression didn't even have time to change, as if he didn't know what happened, he was still smiling at him like that.It's like a dark purple butterfly happened to be parked on his forehead.

But Allen knew that life had been lost from this man's body.Because he saw that those tired eyes had lost their focus, the complicated smile was frozen forever on Siman's face.The urgency and intensity of his thoughts just now vanished in a blink of an eye, and Allen felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, instantly extinguishing the sliver of hope that he tried his best to maintain.There was a chuff, but only an extremely slight sound, so vulnerable and insignificant.

Allen suddenly wanted to cry.

But another emotion, much stronger than sadness, was growing and churning in the chest cavity, colliding like it was about to tear apart.He suddenly understood that that emotion was called anger.

Unspeakable anger filled his mind, and Allen exhausted all his rationality to keep himself from being exposed.He mechanically and slowly lowered the knife, let go of the already stiff corpse, and stood up with difficulty.

"why……"

With his back facing the killer and the boss not far away, Allen tried his best to adjust his tone.

"Why don't you let me... try it with my own hands?"

This short sentence seemed to exhaust all the energy in his body.

……

"Let go."

As the cold wind howled, the woman who fell in mid-air said so in a commanding tone.

Downstairs is the back wall of the hospital. The woman standing tens of meters above the iron fence full of steel thorns is still steadfast, just staring at him expressionlessly. Although she is at a disadvantage, she still feels overlooked. Although his life was hanging by a thread, he didn't show any embarrassment at all.

The rabbi thought it was ridiculous and a little annoyed.

"Did I hear you right?" The rabbi pressed the edge of the table with his left hand, and held the other's wrist with his right hand, trying to pull it up, but found that he couldn't use all his strength, "Do you want to die?"

"Are you soft-hearted towards women?" The other party suddenly said, "Childish."

The rabbi suddenly felt that maybe it was better to just let it go.

But that's just a complaint.

"Give me that hand." The rabbi leaned on the edge of the stage and carefully extended his other hand.

"Let go."

"Give me your hand."

"Let go."

"Are you insane?" The rabbi raised his voice, his tone obviously more angry, "We are different from you, we don't take human lives as a joke!"

"How do you know what we are like?" Lulubell asked coldly, making the rabbi speechless for a moment, "Let go."

she repeated.

"You come up first." The rabbi still stretched out his arms persistently, "give me your hand."

The woman looked at him expressionlessly, the wind ruffled her hair, and the hem of her white coat fluttered in the air.

Then she raised her other hand.

Rabbi's heart relaxed slightly, and just as he was about to reach out to hold it, there was a flash of cold light, and a sudden sharp pain came from his right hand.

"Let go." The woman clutched the knife, her face was as cold as ice, and her voice was cold.

Blood oozed from the rabbi's tiger's mouth, along the blade, along the fingers, and dripped on the woman's fair cheeks, alluring like a flower.

"You... are you crazy?" The rabbi resisted the pain and shouted sharply, "For Noah... As for this?"

Lulubell stopped talking and just stabbed harder.

"Hmm..." The woman seemed to understand acupuncture points, and the prick suddenly made her tiger's mouth tingle. The rabbi felt pain in his hand, and he involuntarily relaxed a little, and the wrist he was holding began to slide out slowly.

Lulubell's movements didn't stop at all, she twisted her grasped wrist vigorously, and then flicked the knife.The rabbi suddenly felt that his hand was empty, and the person in front of him just fell straight down. He subconsciously reached out to catch it, but only touched the cold wind between his fingers.

The woman who was falling rapidly looked at him indifferently, there was a bit of contempt in her cold eyes.The woman raised a gun in the wind and pointed it at him.

The rabbi had a sense of self-inflicted guilt.

"This woman is really..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a ding—the rabbi lowered his head and saw an iron hook firmly hung on the iron frame of the guardrail, and the end of the steel wire of the iron hook was connected to the gun.

Lulubell deftly kicked a few times on the wall with the help of the steel wire to ease the inertia. The white coat she took off had been thrown on the fence, and she turned over with a light leap.At this moment, a black Beetle drove out at the end of the alley with perfect timing.

"Really..."

The rabbi stood up and watched the woman land lightly like a cat and start to run, then grabbed the outstretched hand in the car and disappeared into the alley with the black Beetle.It wasn't until he could no longer hear the sound of the engine that he looked down at his bleeding right hand, and sighed inexplicably.

"Like a fool."