It Was You

Chapter 784 I'll Pay For Him

On the sofa, the man slightly raised his eyelids, and a long and narrow crack appeared on his dark and purple eyes. Due to the darkness, it was hard to see the expression on his face.

"Where is she?" After a while, the man's low voice broke the silence.

Barnes lowered his head. His deep eyes under the glasses seemed to bottomless. It seemed that there were two clusters of flames beating, but they disappeared in a flash.

Barnes replied, "My mission failed. I'm willing to be punished."

For that man, he would not frown even if he was smashed to pieces.

In the darkness, the man let out a light snort, and his voice was as cold as ice. It was so cold that even his bones were trembling. "Did you fail in the task, or did you not go on at all?"

Although he asked Barnes, he had no doubt in his heart.

His slightly pale lips pursed into a straight line, and his heart fluctuated violently. His body was hidden in darkness, leaving only a vague outline.

After a long time, Barnes finally moved. He knelt on the cold ground with his knees down, his head down very low, and his voice was somewhat desolate. "I can't do it. I'm willing to pay for the mistake he has made." Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

A man rarely kneeled down, and Barnes was born not to kneel down. In this world, except for the God of heaven and earth, what was there worth kneeling down?

He was a proud man. Even if he was smashed to pieces one day and fell into the abyss, he was upright and honest. As long as he had a little strength, he would never kneel down and admit defeat.

But he knelt down for the one he loved.

If that man knew what he had done for him, he must want to kill himself with a knife.

How could he kneel down?

Sitting on the sofa, the man suddenly opened his half-closed eyes. With his cold fingers, he pinched his chin, as if he was going to crush it. "Do you know what you are doing? Do you still remember who you are? "

Barnes' eyes fell on the man through a thin white beam. His face was as calm as an ancient well, but his voice was hoarse and deep. "I know, and I have never forgotten my identity, but..."

"But what?" In the dark, the man's voice sounded a little gloomy.

Barnes replied, "I'm willing to do anything for him."

The man's fingers, which were holding Barnes' chin, suddenly froze, as if all his strength had been suddenly extracted. Before he could speak, Barnes' deep and hoarse voice sounded again in the darkness.

"The basic dignity of a man is to protect the person he cares about most, to make him safe and happy all his life, right? I'll pay for what he has done. "

He didn't know what the man was going to do or why he betrayed Mr. Hogan. He just wanted to protect him with determination.

Even if he was smashed to pieces, even if he was burned to ashes.

The man withdrew his hand with difficulty. He had never expected that one day, he would be so weak that he could not even bear the weight of one hand.

"Fuck off!"

The man's cold voice suddenly sounded, and then he didn't look at Barnes anymore. In his dark purple eyes, the thin girl on the white curtain was reflected.

Barnes stood up from the ground in silence and left the basement, as if he had never appeared.

At the police station in East City District, the capital city.

In the narrow meeting room.

Everyone was staring at the big screen in the middle of the small meeting room. At this time, the big screen showed a colorful photo, which was taken at the spot that night.

In the photo, there were two dead people, whose identities had been confirmed now. They were all from the capital city and unemployed. One of them had been imprisoned three times before, but only with charges of theft, gathering, fighting and trifling. They used to bully people, but this time they were victims.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Arthur gently tapped on the old notebook with a black cover with his right hand. This notebook had been used for many years, and many details of the cases he had investigated could be found on it.

"From the scene of the crime, there is no trace of fighting, and there is no superfluous blood on the scene. Preliminary judgment, that is not the first scene of the crime. As for the original scene of the crime, we still need to continue to investigate.

There were several slight wounds on the dead body, as well as internal injuries, but the most deadly ones were the knife wounds on the chest. From the photos and the spot, the two dead people were stabbed dozens of times in the chest. Strangely, each stab avoided the vital parts, and finally they bled

too much and even died of shock. From the perspective of criminal psychology, generally, in this kind of situation, the murderer killed people with a strong sense of revenge. That is to say, it is very likely to be a murder. Of course, we can't rule out other possibilities. The specific cause of the death of the deceased has to wait for the corpse examination report to come out before it is finally confirmed. And he report is completed. "

The man in charge of the spot inspection and the trace inspection combined the situation on the spot and roughly reported the situation.

Hearing this, Arthur's fingers, which were gently tapping on the laptop, paused. On the laptop page, there was a big question mark below a few lines of scribbled words.

Strangely enough, the public security of the capital city had been getting better and better in the past few years, and the number of murders had been getting less and less. Occasionally, there were one or two cases, most of which were transformed murders after passion killing or robbery. Basically, there were traces that could be found, and it was not difficult to find out the ins and outs of the case.

But this time, it was totally different.

Cases occurred frequently, and the murderer was like a ghost, coming and going without leaving any trace. Moreover, as the case went on, Arthur had an ominous premonition.

It seemed that in the darkness, there was a pair of invisible hands guiding them to investigate something. But there were too many doubts in these cases, and that sense of doubt only flashed through his mind, which was nowhere to be found and could not be captured.

At this time, Lenny picked up the expensive coffee specially sent by the five stars hotel nearby and took a big sip. He shook his neck and asked, "How is the investigation about the social relationship of the deceased?"

Next to Rolf, a strong young man straightened the notebook in front of him and began to report, "we have been running for a night, and we have basically investigated the social relationship of the two dead people. These two dead people are known in the training center. The one in white shirt is called Tom, a hooligan, and the one in a striped T-shirt is also the" three times imprisoned "mentioned by Rankin just now. His name is Barry. The two of them have the same experience. They used to be ignorant and sneaky since childhood. When there was still a training center in the past, they were sent to it. After they came out, they have been in touch... "