Sha Qing

Ep70 Tyrant Jasmine

Kill the unconscious on the 20th day.

The FBI's "serial killer and killer" task force held a meeting. Gaudi, the head of the regional office, also attended. The main agenda of the meeting was to discuss the disposal of young people.

The hospital provided an inspection report. Although the whole text is a common vocabulary such as "do not exclude, chance", but everyone understands the meaning-the attending doctor believes that if this situation continues, the killing will enter a long-term plant state .

Of course, they can keep him in the hospital all the time, but the daily ward costs, medical costs, nutrition costs, artificial care costs ... it is not a small sum, it can be afforded in two or three months, two or three years. ? Twenty or thirty years? This is simply a bottomless pit. According to regulations, he was injured during law enforcement, and the federal government had to support him. Moreover, he is unaccompanied, and there is no family member who can assume the responsibility of supervision. What's more troublesome is that there are always people talking in the hospital. They also have to watch out for the ups and downs of the media and fans of chaos. If there is one or two mental illnesses, kill or rob him ... Posts have to consume precious human and financial resources.

Thinking of the long, gloomy face of the Treasurer, Gaudi couldn't help but press his temple with a headache and sighed, "Give me a constructive opinion, kids."

"How about placing him in a psychiatric hospital, there is a good one nearby." One agent suggested that it was approved by two others.

Leo looked cold, slowly turned the pen in his hand, and remained silent.

Rob noticed his partner's face and read some deep meaning from his expressionless expression, so Diao Erlang laughed locally: "Guan Xiaobaiwu? Good idea, ignore the criticisms of human rights organizations and protest, they see everything It's not pleasing to the eye. We just need to get more than a hundred media and tens of thousands of fans to kill the youth ... Well, according to incomplete statistics on the Internet, there are about 250,000 IPs in total? Twitter is still rising, There are no less than ten forums. I hope that the mental hospital is sufficiently concealed and strong, and the tone of the medical staff is tight enough. "

"As you say, we have no choice but to throw him back to prison?" The agent countered.

"I didn't say that." Rob shrugged slickly and learned the tone of his boss: "Strictly abide by the rules! Act according to rules! Guys, if you don't want to be complained about a lawsuit!"

The other person snorted in stun.

Leo silently wrote two lines and handed the note to his boss in his left hand. Gaudi raised her eyebrows and took a look. The note read in stern handwriting: "Secretly transferred to a private residence, monitored by me all the way, waiting for public opinion to calm down."

Gaudi chewed several times, and found that the latent information revealed in the lines was worth pondering. He took a deep look at his generals, held the note in his palm, and said, "Come on, talk."

Killing the unconscious on the 23rd day.

In a hospital inside the police, a patient in the intensive care unit was quietly transferred, and the police in plain clothes with the surveillance also disappeared. The news media, which has a sharper sense of smell than the hounds, finally took a break this time. When they got into the hospital, they were already out of bed.

At the same time, an unconscious Asian young man was added to a guest room in a Manhattan apartment. He had no response to the outside world, and of course he would not know that he had a black metal ring with GPS positioning on his ankle. The ankle ring is about 5 cm wide and 3 cm thick, and two green lights flash regularly on the ring surface. A sensor and anesthesia are built into the ring. If the wearer tries to remove or leave the range violently, the injection will be injected directly into the body after 10 seconds, causing the wearer to fall into a drowsiness for at least 12 hours. At the same time, a special alert sounded at the FBI Information Processing Center with satellite positioning, so that the police could catch it as soon as possible.

"Restriction, positioning, double insurance." Leo gave this proposal when Gaudi was called to the office three days ago for a detailed discussion. "In case he suddenly wakes up one day, we can learn about it and take Countermeasures. "

"The proposal is good, but I want to know what you really think." Gaudi said with a touch of gray hair on his forehead.

Leo was silent for a few seconds.

Gaudi patted his arm gently: "You put too much thought on him, which will cause you a lot of trouble."

"I know. But I can't just let it go like that. I have a responsibility and I need to monitor it myself to clean up the mess for myself." Leo answered, lowering his eyelids.

"But you don't have time."

"I do. It took me 20 days to complete all the tasks at hand, and reports and materials will be sent back."

……all? 20 days? Gaudi raised an eyebrow in surprise. Leo's workload is very clear. Even if all the cases at hand are completed, it is just a transactional sweep, and it can't be cleared in just over half a month. He looked up and looked at Leo again, and finally understood how the other party's recent exhaustion and complexion overdraft came.

"But there are new tasks," Gaudi said calmly.

"I'm afraid I'm not the right person for my new job." Leo pulled out a handwritten report from the document bag and placed it lightly on the boss's desktop.

Rob rushed into Leo's office fiercely and didn't even knock on the door. He asked, "Leo, you asshole! I heard you handed in your resignation?"

Leo stopped tidying up the table and asked, "Who did you hear?"

"The wall has ears. You don't need to worry about that. Answer my question!"

Leo picked up a few pages of the report and handed him: "This is a copy."

Rob glanced quickly, relieved: "It turned out to be an application for suspension. Didn't you pass the last psychological check and mental test? Why don't I know. And the certificate issued by Dr. Wyatt ... God, he put Your long-term drug addiction is written in! "

"I asked him to write it." Leo smiled. "How else could it pass?"

"This time you need the nickname of multiple addicts." Rob said sadly, "Do you know how great this is for the future? This time Gaudi retired, do you want to be promoted!"

Leo shrugged indifferently.

How did Gaudi persuade him at the time, but he replied: "I'm tired. I haven't taken a full vacation in nine years. I want to take this opportunity to adjust myself. You see, even during the suspension, I have to help you watch To kill, I have to apply for subsidies. "

The boss gave him a white look, "No subsidy! You have to take over the kid and pay for it yourself. I will submit the report in accordance with normal procedures, but you remember to me: first, the suspension of work will not exceed a year; Second, if the kid really wakes up, he has to continue the judicial process and let him go where he should go. Understand? "

Leo nodded in acceptance.

Killing the unconscious on the 25th day.

Leo returned to his apartment on East 86th Street in Manhattan.

There was no case, no call, no meetings in a hurry, and his tense nerves slackened suddenly, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

But he was not idle for a moment. Make liquid food for the unconscious man in bed, feed with nasal feeding tube, infusion of nutrients, deal with drowning, wash appliances, turn over massage, bath and change clothes, and spend the rest of the day talking with him, busy all day.

At night, they slept in the same bed.

Leo carefully raised the back of the killer's head to rest him on his shoulder, and the hand rested on his chest. Leo's originally strong muscles had become a bit soft because of bedridden for a long time, and Leo touched and distressed.

In the dark, he lowered his head and sniffed the smell of the fresh lemon shampoo on the killing head, always hoping that he would not open his eyes in the next second. For this month, hope and disappointment seemed to be staggered in his heart, but he believed he had enough nerves and enough patience. Because the other party is killing.

"The suspension is just a stopgap measure," he explained earnestly to the indifferent killings. "I made two plans. If you are not awake within a year, I will resign to take care of you forever. If you wake up ... no no, don't The kind of smirk in my head, I won't put you in jail again ... I'll think of a perfect solution. "

"Don't laugh, don't you believe me? Forget it, there will always be a proof."

Leo was holding the killer in his arms, like a drowning man finally down to earth, relaxed and sleepy rolled gently. "Can you have a good night kiss?" He whispered.

After a few seconds, he lowered his head, covered his cold and soft lips, slowly licked the kiss, and then easily pried open the sleeping teeth to stir the quiet tongue.

Even the unresponsive kiss made him reluctant to leave the other person's lips for a long time.

After a moment, his breathing became quicker, a wet kiss fell on the killer clavicle, and his voice asked dumbly, "Can you have a shot?"

"Well, don't hit me, I know it's at stake."

He kissed the hair that kissed Qing Qing's forehead again and said softly, "Good night, baby."

Kill the coma on the 40th day.

Leo was fighting a carrot with a knife at the cooking table, and the door to the apartment was opened from the outside. A tall woman walked in against the light and stepping on high heels.

She was wearing a set of pure white women's panties, which appeared to be more slender and leggy, with a black tube top underneath the crossed front. A light white golden long straight hair, fixed on the top of the head with its own strands, tied into a straight long smooth ponytail. Her facial features are deep and beautiful, and she is a standard Caucasian appearance. There is no jewelry makeup on the whole body, but she is full of confident, sophisticated, and **** mature woman charm.

Leo's knife fell on the countertop and made a crisp sound.

The woman walked straight in front of him, and a bright smile arose from the corner of her mouth: "Hello, little handsome, when do you want to hide from me?"

Leo stepped back a half step and greeted dryly: "... Jasmine."

"I think you owe me, many, many, explain." Jasmine grabbed the knife on the cooking table and chopped it hard without looking. The carrot clicked and it was broken into two pieces. Every time she said a word, her hand waved up and down. After one sentence, the radish block became diced radish.

Leo took another half step back, his face was a wonderful expression, if he was seen by his colleagues in the bureau, he would probably be shocked. It's not just that you have childhood shadows, the dark-haired agent thought sadly.

"Are you frank or do you want me to torture?" Jasmine asked.

Leo immediately raised his hands: "I need a long time, a patient listener, and a relaxed atmosphere."

"Okay," Jasmine lost her knife and shrugged. "You will have a relaxed atmosphere. Let's go over the sofa, but you have to go to make tea first, and bring my favorite gypsy cushion! "

Leo spent two full hours explaining everything after calling Jasmine to pick him up. Some of the hard-to-reach parts (there are still a lot of them) were fool-proof in light of avoidance; there were some things that he dare not say.

Jasmine crossed her legs and listened with a finger on her chin, smiling, without mouthing or interrupting. When Leo had finished speaking, she put down her tea cup, got up and walked to Leo, and slap him in a slap in the face!

"This slap is for parents. You know how much they want you to get married and have children, and form a happy and happy family, and now you tell me, you **** is a bend!"

Leo wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth, and she did not dare to look at her sister's anger, and her heart was filled with guilt to her parents.

Jasmine slaps his face on the other side again: "This slap is for the person who was shot by you. Even if you bend, you have to be straight and treat you who love you well People, not **** bullets into his heart! Yes you are an agent, but first of all you are a man! "

Leo covered her face with her palms and gave a low, trembling laughter: "You're right, Jasmine, I have never been willing to suffer you like this since I was young."

Jasmine sighed, grabbed his head, rubbed a black hair, and said, "Okay, the account between us has been calculated. Now, take me to see the one who stabbed you as the second child." Bent goblin. "

Leo grasped her wrist conditionedly: "Look back, don't touch him!"

Jasmine smiled a lot: "You can rest assured, I already have your brother-in-law."

In the bedroom, Jasmine stared at the coma and looked at it carefully. A moment later she sighed in frustration: "I want to pick harshly, but in fact, he looks impeccable. The only question is, when will your sleeping beauty wake up?"

"I don't know, but I won't give up." Leo said.

"If he doesn't wake up to death, isn't it to drag you down for a lifetime?" Jasmine said, her face sullen.

Leo stepped forward vigilantly, posing with a posture ready to overthrow her sister.

"However, if he is really dead, my brother will probably die with sadness, too?" Jasmine slowly let go of her eyebrows again, glancing provocatively at Leo. "I heard that he is a dark law enforcer, is he good enough? You guys? If the two fight, who can win? "

"Well, half to half. But if you die, it's probably him who wins." Leo answered honestly.

Jasmine laughed, stretched out her hand and pinched her face: "Excellent, the second half of my stupid brother, I'll leave it to you to clean up! Anyway, I played him for almost 30 years, and almost Tired, I'll reward you. But before that, we have to calculate the account between-- "

Before the words fell, she threw a slap in the face.

Leo staggered for half a second, and rushed to fight with his sister.

Jasmine still disapproved that his brother took out the thunder method and pressed her to the floor beside the bed, saying happily: "This slap is for Li Biqing. Even if that guy is naive and useless, that It's also the man I fancy, I don't allow anyone to make his idea! "

Before leaving, she patted Leo's chest muscles in a good mood: "You have tried many ways, and you can't wake him up?"

Leo nodded.

"Have you fucked? Haven't you heard anyone say that **** / love is a potent medicine?"

Leo was speechless.

After returning to the room, he took a pot of warm water and painfully wiped the bruised left cheek, meanwhile he wanted to curse Jasmine. "婊 / 子" is too vulgar, "Fuck / Your Mom" ​​also has to shoot himself. At last he thought about it, and yelled in Chinese: "Smelly mother!"

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the blue eyelashes flickered slightly.

Very faint trembling, like the first time a young cocoon **** its wings.

He wondered if he had an illusion because of over-craving.

But the next moment, he knew that this was not an illusion—Killing his right hand really moved, like waking up from petrified magic, he slightly bent his fingertips.

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