I Was Once a Legend

Chapter 159 2 options

It is easy to feel uneasy in a dark environment, not to mention there are so many traces of witchcraft around. Dong Zheng was dizzy from the smell of the sachet. He found a key and opened the locked door. The door, as he expected, contained a dead body in the room, which had begun to rot.

The body appears to be that of one of the two missing residents, whose left hand is missing and apparently taken as a sacrifice.

By now, Dong Zheng has almost known part of the truth——Ferdinand couldn't accept the fact that he lost his son, so he invited a wizard to revive George. The servant did the killing.

The stench of corpses in the room was unbearable, so Dong Zheng quickly retreated. He walked to the end of the corridor, and suddenly found that the door of the opposite room was ajar, with faint light and subtle noises coming from it.

Dong Zheng narrowed his eyes, he pushed the door open and went in, a man was rummaging through the pile of debris, when he heard someone coming in, he straightened up immediately, with a flashlight in one hand and a gun in the other .

It was Fix who would sneak out every night.

"I really didn't expect you to come here after me." Seeing that it was Dong Zheng, Fix frowned tightly, and soon let go.

Dong Zheng: "Obviously, your tricks can no longer be hidden from me."

Fix nodded. The next moment, he stared at Dong Zheng, his expression suddenly became severe, and he raised the gun in his hand, pointing the black muzzle at Dong Zheng.

All this happened unexpectedly, as the bullet was about to be shot from the muzzle of the gun, time froze at this moment.

A panel appeared in front of Dong Zheng, giving him two choices.

【Shoot back】

【stand still】

The ten-second countdown is going on second by second, and the time left for Dong Zheng to choose is only the short ten seconds.

Do you raise the gun in your hand to fight back in self-defense, or stay put and let the bullet come?

With four seconds left in the countdown, Dong Zheng made his choice.

He chose [Stay in place].

The fire burst out from the muzzle of the gun, the bullets flew out, and the recoil made Fix's body tremble. His blue eyes were fixed on Dong Zheng, hiding unknown emotions in the darkness.

Dong Zheng didn't move.

The bullet flew past his cheek, and the strong wind brought out seemed to cut his skin. The next moment, it hit the valet behind Dong Zheng who was secretly raising his gun and trying to attack him.

The control of the body returned to his own hands. Dong Zheng turned his head, and the male servant was wailing on the ground in pain, clutching his shot shoulder.

Fix switched to holding a gun in both hands, he approached the servant step by step, and finally stopped not far in front of Dong Zheng, and said coldly:

"Unfortunately, Mr. Cyril, you have been arrested."

……

Six police cars were parked outside, and the flashing police lights were many times more dazzling than the street lights. The police found three bodies and a total of eight left hands from the basement. They had been lying in ambush near the villa for a long time when they heard the gunshots. , they acted and arrested Ferdinand, Mons, the valet, and the wizard.

Dong Zheng and Fix stood in the yard together, watched the policemen come in and out of this gorgeous villa, and carried out the corpses, silently heaving a sigh of relief.

Fix held a cigarette in his mouth, puffing and puffing. He also gave Dong Zheng one and asked, "Do you want to smoke?"

Dong Zheng didn't refuse, but he just bit on his lips and didn't ignite it.

"It's over."

"Hmm." Fix exhaled a long puff of smoke rings, squeezed the space between his brows wearily, and sighed in a low voice, "It's finally over."

The servant Cyril had long suspected that someone had sneaked into the basement when he was not paying attention. He deliberately pretended to leave with the wizard, but in fact came back secretly, with a pistol, ready to kill the intruder who did not know what to do. His left hand is used as a final offering.

It's a pity that Dong Zheng was not the only one who sneaked into the basement tonight.

"When did you discover my identity?" Fix asked.

"Actually, I thought you were the murderer at first. After all, you sneak out every night in the middle of the night, and it's really weird to bring so much meat when you come back." Dong Zheng smiled slightly, "I didn't dare to eat it for the first few days. The broth you made."

Fix also laughed: "But that's really horse meat."

Dong Zheng thought for a while, and said: "Do you still remember the day it rained, you came home soaked from a knife wound, and you lied to me that you accidentally fell outside, and when I was treating your wound, I found you on your body? There are a lot of scars, and it's been a long time, obviously you have done something like licking blood on the tip of a knife, and it has continued for an uninterrupted period of time."

"And I didn't find any traces of tattoos or washing away tattoos. Although this can't directly explain anything, it also reduces the possibility of being a mercenary or a killer to a certain extent."

"No one died the night you were injured, and yesterday at the memorial service I found that the servant had a wound on his right hand, so it was quite logical to have a guess—you actually prevented a murder that night, You both hurt each other during your fight with the killer.

"And on the day of the car accident, you didn't act like a normal person when you faced the dead body. Every move and every word revealed that you didn't want to interact with the police. It's easy for people to mistake you for fear. When he was discovered, he refused to call the police.

"Actually, you're just afraid of exposing your identity as a dark thread through too much contact with the police, or... you've been secretly watching in the house to see if someone will take the body away.

"In addition, according to what Mrs. Meade revealed, you have lived here for seven or eight years. There is no reason why you suddenly started killing people like crazy."

"And there is another very important point." Dong Zheng motioned Fix to stretch out his hand, pointed to a layer of calluses between the base of his index finger and thumb, and said: "This kind of place rarely produces calluses, as far as I know There is only one situation, the gun cocoon caused by holding the gun for a long time. If it is a murderer, it is impossible to use the gun for such a long time."

"You said you wouldn't let me go to the basement because it contained the equipment you used to communicate with the police and the clues you collected over the years, right? You went to the basement as soon as you were injured in the rainy night to convey that you had successfully prevented a murder. Let’s conclude that the murderer is the servant’s news.”

Fix was a little surprised: "That's what made you guess I'm a policeman?"

Dong Zheng: "Until you shot just now, it was just a guess that I believed more. After all, whether I guess wrong or not, I gambled with my own life."

Fix sighed: "I haven't seen you for so many years, your brain is still as good as ever, but what if I am really the murderer?"

Dong Zhengdao: "The biggest problem is, if you are really a murderer, why did you agree to live in me temporarily when you have killed people and have not completed all the subsequent murder goals. Wouldn't it increase the number of people in your family? Is it difficult to commit the crime? Since you can prevent me from living in or kill me directly, why do you bother to adjust the clock every day to conceal your whereabouts?"

"Before, I was always wondering why you still let me live here even though you knew it was not peaceful. Then I realized that you are confident that you can protect me. After all, I really have nowhere else to go. go."

Fix laughed loudly, and he said with sincere emotion: "You had a gun in your hand, right? If you hadn't guessed my identity and fired for self-protection, then the two of us would be dead by now. "

Dong Zheng: "So... can you tell me what's going on now?"

"Let's go home and talk about it." Fix said, "I'm exhausted after stretching for a few days, and finally I can take a good rest."

He walked to a police car, knocked on the window, and the driver's window rolled open. Fix said to the people inside: "Inspector Jacques, would you like to sit at my house and have a drink of tea?"

The person inside got out of the car. He was an old man in his 60s. His hair was all white, and there were deep nasolabial folds around his lips. He looked very serious.

The old man and Dong Zheng looked at each other, and they both saw exploration in each other's eyes.

Dong Zheng smiled at him, and he responded with a smile.

The three rested temporarily at Fix's home.

Fix and Inspector Jacques told Dong Zheng the whole story. The cause of the incident stemmed from a struggle for the inheritance of a wealthy family.

As a child adopted by Ferdinand, Mons's life has not been as good as before since George was born. He knows very well that it is absolutely impossible to win the family property in his current situation.

It is rumored that Ferdinand has a vault in which almost all of his savings are stored. Whoever gets the key to the vault means he has obtained the property.

George had surgery on his left hand for an injury when he was ten years old, and it hasn't been mobile since.As George grew up and won the favor of Ferdinand, Mons, who was immersed in the emotion of losing his wealthy life, was crushed step by step. Finally, he laid hands on George.

During the autopsy on George, the police found that there was a needle hole on the tip of his right index finger. All the inspection marks indicated that George was stunned by an injection of anesthesia, and then he was "swallowed to commit suicide" by holding his hand.Mons had his left hand amputated because he always believed that Ferdinand took advantage of the operation to hide the key to the vault in George's artificial phalanx in his left hand.

Ferdinand couldn't accept the fact that George died at all. He tried every means to revive George, and finally found the wizard.

At first, the wizard claimed to be able to recall little George's soul to find the murderer, but it seemed unsuccessful, and then she told Ferdinand that it was because George's body was incomplete, and Death refused to let him come back, as long as it could be collected The left hands of the nine people are used as sacrifices, and in exchange for death, she can bring back little George.

Ferdinand believed it.

His most sincere servant persuaded him for a long time, but he still failed to persuade this man who was addicted to the pain of bereavement. In desperation, this loyal servant had to help Ferdinand get the "sacrifice".

On that rainy night, Fix was injured when he stopped the servant from attacking. The two fought in the dark rainy night, neither of them could see each other's face clearly.

Dong Zhengdao: "Didn't you live here a long time ago? Is it wrong this time, or is there another reason?"

Fix: "The police have been suspecting that Ferdinand was laundering money under the guise of charity nearly ten years ago. I happened to be resigning because of an injury, so I took over the task of the undercover agent and stayed in Wisteria Town, George. After the incident happened, I thought it was a good opportunity, and I have been investigating secretly. However, the real cause of George's death, the murderer and other things were all deduced by Inspector Jacques, who is the most powerful criminal in our police station. Inspector."

Jacques smiled at Dong Zheng and didn't say much.

After chatting for a while, Fix went to pour water for Jacques. After he left the living room, the young police inspector looked at Dong Zheng and asked, "You are also a pilgrim, right?"

Dong Zheng noticed it from the first moment he saw Jacques: "Yes, you also came in from the single box?"

"Yes." Jacques rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "It seems that I am in charge of the police department in this whole case, and you are in charge of Fix's side. It’s impossible to pass the customs so smoothly.”

"Have you cleared the customs?" Dong Zheng was a little surprised. Up to now, he has not received the reminder from the box. It stands to reason that the case is over.

"Yes, the door is already open, over there." Jacques pointed to the door, stood up and said, "If there is nothing else, I'm leaving."

"Walk slowly." The door opened for only 5 minutes, and Dong Zheng also stood up.Jacques walked to the door, stopped, turned around, and said to him: "My name outside the box is Chen Jianguo, what about you?"

"My name is Dong Zheng."

Jacques—no, Chen Jianguo smiled at him and said, "I look forward to seeing you outside again in the future."

He pushed the door and went out.

Dong Zheng sat back to his original place, only to realize that the so-called single-person box may mean that the pilgrims do not cross each other's clues and do not meet each other.

Fix came out of the kitchen with coffee, saw that Jacques was gone, and said, "Huh? Where is he?"

"Leave something to do." Dong Zheng yawned, "I don't have anything to do, can I go to sleep for a while?"

"Okay, I'll go to bed too, I'm going to die if I don't sleep at night for several days." Fix was also very tired, he had been lurking for eight years as a dark thread, and today his mission was finally completely completed.

The two reached an agreement and went back to their houses to sleep.

The matter seemed to have settled, but until the next morning, Dong Zheng slept until the sun was up, and the prompt to clear the customs did not appear.

Where is it that has not been completed?

Dong Zheng didn't understand.

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