heaven bird

"Asa, are you okay?" Ma Hong's voice sounded a little anxious.

"Very well, why do you ask that?" Michael was a little puzzled by Mahon's opening remarks.

Ma Hong sighed on the other end of the phone, "I called you once before, but you didn't answer it."

"..." Michael thought for a while, his eyes fell on T-bag standing in the corner of the playground, the other party quickly turned his head looking this way, and then disguised himself as a stone on the lawn, The face is solemnly looking up at the sky in a pensive manner.

Michael suddenly felt a little headache. "...Leave him alone, I'm fine now, how's it going?"

After Ma Hong briefly explained the situation that day, he added: "The tolan taken from Abel's house was tested by Corey's friend, and there was nothing wrong with it, but I found a thread .”

"Wire?"

"Yes, the black thread, that was hooked from the clothes. Do you remember the only one of the previous 'Heretic' murders where there were only witnesses? One of the witnesses said that the suspects were all wearing Black robe."

"But Alex, we can't just rely on one thread to convict a person." Michael smiled helplessly while holding the phone, and sorted out in his heart what Mahon had just said about the serial disappearances seven years ago. When he said a word, he suddenly felt that he had caught something strange. "...Wait a minute, you just said, where was the first body found in the missing case?"

"The dam on the outskirts of the city, seven years ago in Juliet City, there was continuous torrential rain for nearly a month in the summer, which washed away one section of the dam. After the rain stopped, the workers found him in the river when the dam was being repaired- - but not a whole body, maybe it was washed away by the flood..."

"Are you sure that's the first scene where the body was hidden? How could the murderer hide the body on the dam for such a long time without being found? Could it be buried at the bottom of the river?"

"No, after all, the heavy rain caused quite a lot of flooding in the city, and it may have washed down from somewhere upstream..."

"Wait a minute, Alex, wait a minute." Michael reached out and rubbed his brows, interrupting Ma Hong's words. He always felt that there was something in it... There was a sense of incongruity, what was it... Michael thought carefully According to the words just now, continuous heavy rain, dams, buried...

Michael suddenly thought of the scene when he met Abel for the first time, the soil...water...the sealed magic circle.Abel's smiling words echoed in his ears--'Then the demon is dead, and everything can be reborn. '

"Alex..." Michael felt like he was grabbing something, but before he finished speaking, a beeping busy tone came from the phone.

A strange hand pressed the hang-up button. Michael turned his head and saw a white man with an impatient face: "Ha, little boy, how long are you going to call? It's time to finish giving birth, didn't you see Are there many people queuing up!"

T-bag, who was pretending to be a contemplator, stood behind the white man at some point, and strangled the white man's neck with one hand silently, "Oh, buddy, long time no see... It's still early, why don't we Go and chat on stage?"

The white man tried to push his arm away, "T-bag? I'm waiting to call...Hi!"

T-bag completely ignored the man's words, dragging his neck and walking towards the stands of the playground "The phone will not run away with long legs, we should do something more meaningful than making a phone call, such as caring together America's future..."

Michael glanced at him, turned his head, took a deep breath, and dialed the phone again. He suddenly had an idea about why Abel wanted to get out of prison early.

"Alex, are there any bridges to be demolished near the suburban dam or buildings built by water?" Michael tapped the phone with his fingers. "It's best to make a temporary decision within the last six months."

There was silence on the other side of the phone, only the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard.

"In half a year, there are six water-facing buildings near the dam that have been refurbished...well...wait a minute, the Belt Iron Bridge on the outskirts of the city collapsed a few days ago due to disrepair, and the new person in charge of Juliet City proposed The proposal to renovate it has recently been reviewed and approved to start construction... The point is, there is a pharmaceutical factory not far from it." Ma Hong paused for a moment, and glanced at Abel, who was laid out on the table. Personal profile, make sure that the words that appear on the screen match the profile. "Before Abel entered the current pharmaceutical company, he used to work in that pharmaceutical factory."

"What an unexpected coincidence." Michael curled the corner of his mouth sarcastically.

"No one would take care of such a desolate area, but it happens that the person in charge of that area is newly appointed. He wants to take the opportunity of renovating it to show the citizens his love for this city."

"Looks like we should send a thank you letter to that person in hindsight."

"It's an excellent location, remote and uninhabited, and hardly anyone passes by except the staff who come to work." Ma Hong added.

"It also fits his goddamn religious aesthetics." Michael sighed. He didn't think that he just wanted to investigate Sarah's matter, but involved the serial disappearance case seven years ago. His vengeance was branded with justice, as it was for Lincoln years ago when he took down the company—it seemed like a bad joke. "...If I'm not mistaken, you may find unexpected surprises on the embankment of Belt Iron Bridge."

"I'll take a look tomorrow." The conversation was over, but Ma Hong didn't hang up the phone, he hesitated for a while. "Michael, are you really okay?"

"...What the hell did T-bag tell you?"

Ma Hong's tone was very flat. "Just a brief retelling of the story of Sleeping Beauty, emphasizing that he, as a righteous prince, is preparing to accept God's call to overcome thorns and thorns, bravely fight the dragon, and finally kiss the princess awake... By the way, he mocked the poor man who can only communicate with the beauty by phone detective'."

On the other side of the playground, the hero T-bag, who claims to overcome all obstacles, is hooking the white man's neck and talking loudly about the bubble economy that has intensified in the United States in recent years.

Michael slipped his hands expressionlessly and hung up the phone directly.

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"I can't believe it, you just promised Kevin to take him out?" T-bag propped himself up on the table with one hand, and shouted.

Michael walked over and hung the white sheet on the door, sat back on the bed and took out the things he had prepared a while ago from the interlayer of the bed board, and answered him casually: "What is the essential difference between my promise to him and my promise to you? Murderer gentlemen."

"Of course! How can you compare me to him?" T-bag clicked his tongue and leaned his back against the wall. "We've been a team with a solid emotional foundation since we started at Fox River."

Michael carefully scraped off the barbs from the corners of the toothbrush-grinded strip police badge, and painted it bit by bit with a small strip of silver paint he bought from Caesar, the dump dealer. "Where did you see that? When you slashed John's neck with the blade?"

"Hey, you were the ones who instigated him to bundle me into dumplings and throw them in the warehouse. I was just defending myself."

"So your last point of view is completely untenable." Michael held up the imitation police badge, squinted one eye and compared it to the chest of the T-bag, recalling how it hung on the chest of the prison guard.

T-bag's movements paused for a moment. Although there was a long distance, the slender fingers resting near his chest still made his heart beat half a beat inexplicably.

Michael didn't care why T-bag suddenly interrupted the conversation. He put together several police badges he had imitated, carefully stuck them one by one to the prison uniform dyed black with shoe polish, and finally put the badges from Reed's body. The dismantled polygonal police badge is hung on the chest.

Then he turned his back to the T-bag and began to undress slowly.

T-bag immediately fell on the table with his hands covering his heart in an exaggerated manner. While propping up his upper body on his elbows, he half-opened his eyes and peeked at the thin young man in front of him: "Sir, can you think about the other person in the room?" How does it feel to be alone, your kind and gentle roommate?"

Michael put on the full set of "police uniform" calmly, and then put on his prison uniform jacket on the outside. T-bag pretended to be rolling on the table to attract attention, he raised his hand to naturally shake the folds on the coat, raised his eyebrows and gave T-bag a sideways glance, "Is there a problem?"

T-bag froze for a moment, the young man's gray-green eyes were soft and bright, with a little teasing gleam.Just like the genius engineer who sat on the stand with a smile on the day of the first meeting, cast the same playful gaze on the stranger.

Those eyes have been filled with hatred and contempt for a long time afterwards, for T-bag, or for himself, so that T-bag can hardly recall that they are facing the big Lincoln or the female doctor The way it was.

--very beautiful.

T-bag's Adam's apple slid up and down, but he didn't say anything.

Michael didn't notice the abnormality of the T-bag. He buttoned the buttons on the prison uniform from bottom to top one by one, pulled off the white cloth and walked out of the room. It was dinner time, and he had more important things to do.

T-bag lay down on the table, raised his hand to cover his eyes, looked at the precarious chandelier on the ceiling through his fingers, the shaking shadow kept moving across his expressionless face, after a long time , he opened his mouth and replied hoarsely to the empty room. "...No, there is no problem."