"Father, are you looking for me?"
In the dimly lit room, a tall man knelt on the cold marble steps, his forehead on the floor, his pale face expressionless and even a little numb, staring at the ground.
There was a deep chill on the cold ground, pricking the man's knees like needlepoints, but there was no trace of discomfort on his handsome brows. Instead, he lowered his head like a devout believer, looking towards the silver snake sitting high on the ground. People on high-shaped chairs worship.
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"Hey, Qiao Yu, you're here. Get up and let your father see how my child is looking lately."
The voice of the old man was like a muffled bell ringing on the altar, hoarse and low, with a sinister tone that made people shudder. It was obviously a cordial greeting, but it gave off a sinister flavor.
The man named Qiao Yu stood up without any hesitation. The black shirt hung smoothly on his lean waist. The shape of his abdominal muscles was highlighted, looking particularly sexy under the dark yellow wall lamp. . He stroked his gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose, pursed his thin lips tightly, and walked toward the high platform step by step calmly and calmly.
The sound of leather shoes hitting the stone slabs echoed in the completely sealed hall, and at the same time struck the man's heart.
The old man sitting across from him always had a loving smile on his face, but his eyes flashed with vicious calculations like poisonous snakes. He gently stroked the white lion lying at his feet with his hand, and the overlapping wrinkles on his face twisted into strange arcs.
Qiao Yu walked to a place five steps away from the high seat and stopped. He folded his hands on his chest and knelt down again. His black hair covered the numb expression on his face.
The old man raised an eyebrow, took a sip of the red wine at hand, and said calmly: "My child, what are you doing? Didn't you hear me asking you to come over?"
"Ayu doesn't dare. If you go any further, you will be breaking the rules. This is a great disrespect to you."
The calm and low voice was as mellow and elegant as a cello, but the tone was cold and devoid of any trace of life, sounding like a frozen corpse.
A low and dry laughter came, and the old man sighed faintly, "Ayu, you are my most beloved son, how can I be willing to use canons to restrain you. Get up, come to me, the last mission I haven’t had a good look at you since I finished, and I feel like you’ve lost weight again after not seeing you for a few days, my poor child.”
"Thank you for your concern, foster father. I am fine. However, my foster father has a distinguished status. If I came forward, it would not be a stain on your majesty. I wonder if my foster father has a new mission when he calls me here this time?" The man's eyes were cold. He stared at the ground, the blue-gray stone slabs shone slightly, reflecting his dark pupils.
The old man's eyes flashed fiercely. He hated others for not following his rules, but at the moment this "son" still had some use value. He wouldn't do anything to him for the time being, but after completing this mission, this handsome man But the indifferent and hateful face will never appear again.
He put down the goblet and patted the lion's head gently, "Since you've already done this, I won't force you. There is indeed a difficult task that no one except you can handle."
Qiao Yu's eyes flickered and dimmed again, and the corner of his mouth curved in a self-deprecating angle that no one could see.
"Thank you for your favor, adoptive father. I wonder whose body you have fallen in love with this time?"
At the old man's signal, the white lion walked up to the man proudly and stared at him with its domineering eyes. It opened its mouth to reveal its ferocious fangs. The animal's stinking smell was accompanied by the constant dripping of saliva. Wet Qiao Yu's shoulders.
If you say no, it will immediately become this lion's afternoon tea, right? Yes, they are playing psychological warfare again. The man raised his eyebrows disdainfully, thinking secretly in his heart.
"My lovely child, your words hurt my heart too much, as if all I want are the bodies of those dead people. This mission is of great importance. You must ensure that you kill them all and leave no flaws." , of course I have always trusted your skills. Every time the corpses brought back by others are bloody, I still find them ugly when made into specimens. It is a waste of good raw materials. Only the incision you made is simply a work of art when it is brought back. As expected of a forensic scientist. My child, I believe you will not disappoint me this time."
When the old man's eyes thought of those corpse specimens soaked in formalin, they burst into crazy intoxication and fanaticism, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly with excitement. The old man's spots on his distorted and deformed face were densely packed together, making him look ferocious. It's like opening its mouth to eat people at any time.
Qiao Yu picked up the document that the old man had thrown on the ground, took a look at it, put it away indifferently, bent down on the ground and said to the old man who was sitting high on the chair: "I will do my best to be loyal to you, my adoptive father. This time I think the corpse will be more perfect than the last time.”
"Very well, good boy, I'll wait for you to come back. I think this time the corpse can be divided into several pieces and put in a gold box. It will be more beautiful. Also, Luna likes roses recently, so why not treat them to smell like roses? Yes."
The old man picked up the goblet and murmured to himself that he wanted to use this corpse to please his new mistress. He never thought about whether his mistress would faint from fear after seeing the torn corpse. His eyes were filled with the excitement of getting a new corpse, and the ferocious smile that appeared on his face was as scary as a ghost under the dim wall lamp.
The man looked at the crazy old man in front of him with a hint of evil flashing in his eyes, but he quickly collected his emotions, picked up the folder and saluted the old man once again, silently turned around and left the secret room.
That day, the weather was gloomy, the sky above the city was covered with dark clouds, and the gray sky was very low, as if it would soon be pierced by the rows of skyscrapers.
Standing in front of the T City Police Department building, Qiao Yu, disguised as a policeman, took off his sunglasses and looked up at the sky that was about to rain. He felt inexplicably uncomfortable. This feeling was mysterious, as if he had foreseen something bad. Things will happen. This is his instinct as a killer. He always subconsciously feels when danger is imminent, so he is a little more worried about this action.
He put his hand into his pocket and stroked the exquisite scalpel, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.
Since when did this scalpel cease to be a tool for upholding justice and saving lives, and truly became a tool for killing people? He once determined to become a qualified forensic doctor, but he accidentally became a killer. How many things in the world can he control by himself
He knows how to kill people in the shortest time and with the most effort, he also knows how to perfectly make the illusion of homicide to confuse the police, and he even knows how to preserve a body and preserve the integrity of its internal tissues. That’s why the old man Sisen is so talented. He would be so gullible as to leave the task to himself.
After adjusting the micro intercom on his collar, Qiao Yu coughed lightly, "K, everything is ready. Do you have any questions over there?"
A gruff voice came from the other end of the intercom, "Oh, I will cut off the power supply to the building one minute after you enter the main entrance, and I will be responsible for all surveillance systems."
He put on a weird smile, glanced at the photo of the target person in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh for this life that was about to disappear.
The person in the photo is wearing the navy blue uniform of a senior police inspector, with shiny medals hanging on his shoulders. Under the straight uniform is a high bulging belly of a general, and there are a few greasy hairs on his shiny head. Hong's face was full of bruises.
Which part of this body does the old man like? It's so old and ugly that it would be an eyesore even if it were made into a specimen. Such a person looks like a corrupt official with a fat head. It turns out that the chief senior inspector of the police department is this kind of thing.
Qiao Yu curled his lips disdainfully, no matter if he was a senior police inspector or a drunkard, after death, the only thing left was to be soaked in formalin.
He narrowed his eyes mockingly, put away the scalpel calmly, gently touched the silver-white pistol at his waist, and whispered like a lover: "Godbless you."
With the help of Ah K, Qiao Yu quickly sneaked into the building of the high-ranking police station in T city. Things went smoothly and unnaturally. No matter how skilled Ah K was, he could only block the police's closed-circuit surveillance for a while. It was impossible to keep out all the police officers, but along the way, not even a single ant was seen, let alone a guard.
The corridor of the 8th floor police station building was empty. Qiao Yu, who was highly nervous, couldn't help but sweat as the ominous warning came again.
He called to his companion in a low voice, "Ah K, something is fishy. I'm afraid the police have an ambush here, so be prepared."
"Don't worry, a major robbery occurred in Shinan today, and most of the police have gone to support. I have checked the target person's office, and there is nothing suspicious. Brother, you have done so many things, why did you suddenly become so angry today? Mother-in-law is up."
Qiao Yu pursed his lips and said nothing. Although he wanted to believe that he was overthinking, the strange feeling lingering in his heart still couldn't go away.
Taking a deep breath, he pulled down the disguised police hat and walked straight into the lobby of the police station. The police officers coming and going were so busy that few people noticed him. When he successfully walked to the door of the office, he subconsciously touched the scalpel in his right pocket and raised a slight smile.
"Stop, which department are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?" A young police officer came over with a questioning tone.
Qiao Yu lowered his head and said nothing. When he approached, he said with a smile: "I am a new member of the crime team. My boss asked me to come to Sir Chen to get some information."
The young police officer raised his eyebrows and stared at him in disbelief, "Take out your ID and let me see it."
"I need ID, so please wait a moment."
Qiao Yu spoke slowly, with a friendly smile even on his lips, but a cold light flashed the next second, and the scalpel was swung out in an instant, sealing his throat. It was so fast that no one had time to react, and the police officer fell to the ground, with bright red blood spurting out from his neck.
"ah!"
A sharp female voice pierced the silence of the police station building. All the police officers were stunned for a moment before they realized that someone was actually killing someone in the police station! They all took out their pistols and fired into the sky, "Don't move!"
"The gangster has a murderous weapon, everyone is concerned!"
Qiao Yu turned sideways and kicked away a policeman who was approaching, and hit the other man's mandible with a backhand punch, causing the man to scream in agony. A few more people pulled out their guns. He stretched out his legs to sweep away the person in front of him. He jumped up and down, and his long body had already flipped over a pot of Brazilian wood. Almost at the same time, a series of gunshots hit the porcelain. On the flower pot, it broke into several pieces with a bang.
Police officers surrounded them one after another. Qiao Yu sneered and fired a shot at the chandelier on the ceiling. The huge light box fell from the air. Even the most well-trained police officers could only choose to scatter and retreat.
It's now! He jumped sideways, fired two more shots, and several more people fell to the ground. There was no obstacle in front of him. At this moment, several tall policemen pounced on him with guns. Qiao Yu dexterously dodged a few somersaults to avoid them. He opened the door and kicked open the office door while he was free. The moment he stepped in, he shot the policeman at the door.
The moment the office door closed, a policeman was seen through the gap, clutching his chest and falling to the ground.
"Don't let him run away! Catch him!" The police outside the door gathered at the door, well-trained people stood in a row, and messy footsteps could be heard in the corridor.
The sound of gunshots alerted everyone. Once reinforcements arrived, it would be hard to fly. We must fight quickly!
Without having time to think about it, Qiao Yu turned around with a gun and shot the office chair behind him with his peripheral vision. With a bang, a transparent hole was punched out in the leather chair back. Then he quickly turned around and found that there was no one in the office. He was supposed to be sitting high up. The person in front of the senior police inspector's seat was not there at this time.
The person at the door heard the gunfire and slammed the door. Qiao Yu put his hands on the ground, jumped up and climbed over the one-meter-long desk to the inner room. He couldn't even see the target person this time, and he began to feel anxious. .
Judging from the tone of the young police officer just now, the target should be in the house, but where has he gone now
The sound of banging on the door became louder and louder, and more and more police officers gathered outside the door. His heart was pounding uncontrollably, and an increasingly intense uneasiness spread from the bottom of his heart.
"Ah K, the situation has changed! The target is no longer here, please ask for support. Ah K, Ah K?"
Busy tones came from the other end of the intercom, and the rustling electric sound rubbed against the eardrums.
“…”
There was no sound from the other end of the intercom.
Bang, bang, bang... His heart beat faster and faster, and he subconsciously clenched the thin scalpel. The hairs all over his body stood up, and his eyes were sharp like a leopard waiting for an opportunity to kill its prey.
Suddenly there was a slight sound of wind in his ears. Qiao Yu quickly turned around with his gun in hand, but was suddenly choked by someone.
Where did this guy come from? ? This room is obviously empty!
Qiao Yu's head was racing at high speed, and the hand holding the pistol was raised high, signaling to the kidnapper that he would not act rashly. However, the other hand secretly reached into his clothes, and the scalpel was already half an inch out, sharp. The blade of his knife was stained with the blood of the young police officer just now, exuding a cold murderous aura.
"Qiao Yu, you have today. Why, are you going to take out your scalpel? Hehe, I advise you not to do anything."
The mocking tone was filled with excitement that could not be concealed, making his arms tremble slightly, and the hands that often operated the keyboard struck Qiao Yu's shoulders hard.
"Well!"
Qiao Yu was shocked, and finally understood what the unknown feeling in his heart was. Because the person who held him hostage was none other than his assistant today—Ah K!
There was a flash of light in Qiao Yu's eyes, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. He also guessed the origin of the matter. He laughed angrily and snorted coldly, "The old man finally couldn't sit still and wanted to attack me?"
"You should have died a long time ago. You should be grateful to your adoptive father for being merciful to you for being alive today."
Qiao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Yes, I should have died long ago, but not now!"
After he finished hooking his right foot back, he picked up Ah K's arm with his left hand and swung it forward. His whole body burst out with unprecedented strength. Ah K didn't expect that Qiao Yu would use brute force with him. If he wasn't careful, he would be stunned and hit hard. He fell to the ground.
Qiao Yu raised his hand and fired two shots at Ah K. The bullets hit Ah K's arm with scorching heat and hit the floor, nailing his sleeves to the ground. The bullets hit the wooden floor, emitting the chilling smell of gunpowder smoke.
The knife suddenly approached Ah K's neck, so fast that people couldn't see the move, "! Have you kidnapped the target a long time ago and deliberately lured me to this empty office?"
Ah K laughed hoarsely, his sunken eyes exuding a perverted look, "Hahaha, it feels good to be a turtle in a jar, right? The day before you received the mission, your adoptive father had already sent me to kill the person. , the body is behind this file cabinet now, you are here today just to cooperate with me in putting on a good show, hahaha!"
"Shut up!, or I will cut your neck right now!"
The door was surrounded by police, and sirens roared downstairs, making Qiao Yu even more uneasy.
"You didn't expect that you, who have always been favored by your adoptive father, have actually become a thorn in his side. You know too much and you have to die!" Ah K looked at Qiao Yu who changed his expression without fear, Lifting your leg is just one kick.
The moment the black leather boots were kicked out, several blades suddenly popped out and flew towards Qiao Yu with a few swishing sounds. Qiao Yu didn't expect that Ah K was coming, so he had no time to dodge, and his arm was stabbed and blood spurted out.
"Hiss!" Qiao Yu covered his injured arm and ran away.
But Ah K didn't give him any chance. He took advantage of Qiao Yu's distraction and quickly took action. With his long nails, he pulled out a fingernail-sized chip from under Qiao Yu's neck and held it in his hand.
The moment the chip was taken away, Qiao Yu quickly lost his ability to move. His whole body fell limply to the ground, and the things in front of him became a little blurry.
"Without the memory chip to provide you with energy, let's see how you resist me. Don't show weakness. Aren't you strong? The show has just begun. Go to hell with those idiot police officers!"
Ah K took out a pistol from his pocket and shot at the glass, then quickly threw a black box at Qiao Yu, then suddenly opened the window and jumped out.
This is the 8th floor! If you jump down, you will be shattered to pieces!
Crazy laughter came from the window. Qiao Yu covered her bleeding wound and rushed to the window to throw the black box out, but she saw Ah K standing on the opposite office building holding a silver wire across the gray sky.
He raised his arms and waved to Qiao Yu, extending his fingers,,,1...
"boom!"
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