In the middle of the night, the lights of the police station were gradually extinguished, and only a few rooms on duty were still shining. Sheriff Bullock finished packing up his office papers, lit a cigarette, and was about to leave with his car keys, but the moment he turned off the lights, he saw a busy figure still shaking in a room not far away.

It seems to be ...... Officer Zheng's office?

Bullock lifted his wrist and looked at his watch, as if it wasn't too late, he might as well go and see what he was up to. Thinking of this, he picked up a paper cup and picked up a special espresso from the coffee machine, and walked towards the office where the faint light was shining through the crack in the door.

"Bell, bell, bell. ”

Bullock knocked lightly on the door and asked, "Officer Zheng, Bullock, is it convenient to come in?" "Oh, it's okay, it's okay, please come in." Hearing the sound of permission coming from the room, Bullock unceremoniously pushed the door in, but the sight in front of him almost knocked the coffee cup out of his hand.

"This ...... This is?"

On the floor, a large number of documents and drawings were piled up in various corners, taking up almost the entire empty space of the office, and the desks that had been standing on four sides were also forcibly put together. Spread on the table, there is a huge map of Rain City that was originally hung in the hall of the police station for display, and it has now been nailed to the combined desk by more than a dozen nails, and each nail is connected by a slender and eye-catching red silk thread, which looks quite dense, but not cluttered at all, and the roots are orderly and distinct.

At this time, Officer Zheng Yi was lying in the center of the map, holding a blueprint for an engineering design, and comparing the map with words. After a few weeks of turmoil, he was really haggard in appearance, his hair was unkempt like a bird's nest, his eyes were bloodshot and scarlet as if they were about to bleed, and although the injuries on his arms and legs had recovered, he still had fixed bandages between his fingers. "Is there anything wrong, Sheriff Bullock?" he looked up, a tired smile.

"Nothing, see what can help you, what is this?" Brock carefully walked around the papers on the floor with his coffee, tilting his head to look at the markings on the map.

"Han Fei's crime location in the past few weeks. Zheng Yi took the coffee, ignoring the steaming heat, and took a sip greedily. "I'm studying the sequence of his actions to see if I can prevent the next case from happening sooner. ”

It's Han Fei again. An indescribable complication flashed in Sergeant Bullock's eyes, and he sometimes really felt that the young officer had been spooked by these serial murders.

In the past few weeks, Zheng Yi has been actively assisting other police detectives in the police station, so that some ordinary cases and even the long-backlogged old cases have been completed, and they have also received a good reputation and recognition among the masses, which fully demonstrates the outstanding personal ability of this young sergeant. However, just for the sake of such a murderer, he was willing to give up his position and future as a senior sheriff in the Dragon District, and was exiled by his superiors to this demon cave in the eyes of outsiders.

"Officer Zheng, I haven't seen this so-called Han Fei with my own eyes, but after hearing your description before, I want to keep asking. Bullock frowned, picked up a draft of a facial drawing on the ground, looked at the weird smiling face on it, and said, "Have you ever thought that criminals like this who are obviously abnormal and unstable in their mental state are completely undisciplined by their actions? ”

"That's what I used to think. Zheng Yi finished his last sip of coffee, his spirits were obviously lifted, he pulled out a photo and showed it in front of Bullock, "Do you remember him?" "Hmm...... Isn't this Bodie Dyman?" Brock remembered the horrific scene in prison a few weeks ago, and his back couldn't help but feel a little cold.

"Previously, the director thought that the subway murder was a copy of Bodi's crime, and he also found a strand of hair at the scene for identification, and the results were as we expected. Zheng Yi rubbed his temples and sorted out his thoughts, "That hair doesn't have any archival records, as if it is independent of this data-based world, and it is what Han Fei left on the scene." What kind of madman would delete himself completely from the Empire's database? and ......"

Zheng Yi turned his gaze to the map, "In the past few weeks, Han Fei has committed seventeen cases in a row, blocking the convoy of the Catherine family alone, attacking the chief engineer of the Brotherhood, throwing several diners at a restaurant, and even suddenly appearing on the commercial street without warning and then outbursting and hurting people. The time is different, there is no motive for the crime, and there is no connection between the victims. ”

"But?" Brock raised an eyebrow.

"But I could vaguely sense that he was hiding something with these seemingly unrelated actions. However, after such a long period of research, I only felt a little bit of the tail, and the whole picture is still blurred. Zheng Yi brushed the map with his palm, and his blood-red eyes were full of unwillingness to make a bad move.

"Alright, you're just too tired. Brock sighed, walked over and patted Zheng Yi on the shoulder, "Such a long period of high-intensity mental thinking will make work efficiency decrease." Go back and get some sleep, rest, I'll send you back?"

"Hmm...... It's a bit tiring indeed. Zheng Yi touched his somewhat haggard face, and then replied with a smile, "No need, the director just gave me the right to use a police car a few days ago, and I can drive it back by myself." As he spoke, he pulled out a car key with a police station logo and shook it in front of Bullock.

"Are your legs ready to drive? Okay, it's really fast. Brock took the key and looked at it. "Of course, after all, I was also one of the top performers in the physical fitness test of the police academy. Zheng Yi took off his coat on the hanger and saluted Brock, "Then, I'll go back first, good night officer." ”

"Good night, officer. Bullock also saluted in response, the door of the room closed, he looked at the mess all over the room, and thought to himself if he would help clean up tomorrow, when suddenly, the feeling of hard objects in his palm reminded him of something.

"It seems that I am really tired, and I can forget this. Brock looked at the car keys in his hand with a smile, shook his head and opened the door and walked towards the underground parking lot, "Otherwise, let's send him home, in case he suddenly falls asleep while driving on the road...... Huh?"

The atmosphere is not right.

Bullock stepped down the stairs and was about to push open the door to the underground parking lot when he suddenly felt an eerie chill, and the officer's instincts for years made him immediately let go of the door's handle and quickly crouched down to hide his figure. He slowly raised his head and glanced quickly at the parking lot from the window of the gate, in the huge parking lot, the fluorescent lamps that should illuminate every corner lost their light in the explosion sound from far and near, and finally, like only one main light left on the dark stage, the last brightness of the entire parking lot was concentrated on one person.

Zheng Yi.

"I know it's you. In the face of the endless darkness, Zheng Yi suddenly opened his mouth, his voice mixed with a slight tremor, "Why don't you show up yet? Are you afraid of me?!"

Just as Bullock was wondering, a hoarse and deep voice suddenly responded in the darkness: "You're still so ridiculous. I'm scared of a heel that I stepped on and didn't die?" The voice echoed through the empty underground, and Brock saw two clusters of red light burning like flames in the darkness where Zheng Yi was facing.

Don't...... That's Han Fei?

Brock was shocked in his heart, and immediately pulled out a pistol from his waist, however, just as he wanted to rush out to help Zheng Yi, he saw Zheng Yi's left hand leaning behind him and quietly making a [standby] gesture in his direction, obviously, Zheng Yi could see Brock in his position.

"Of course you have to be afraid of me, because, I've already noticed your plan, haven't you?" Zheng Yi's face could barely hold back the look of excitement, he lowered his body, and pressed his left hand on the gun bag vigilantly, "After chasing for so long, I finally managed to make you afraid...... Hah, that means I'm going to die here today, right?"

Bullock saw that Zheng Yi secretly made a tactical gesture to himself, and that gesture was definitely clear to Bullock, who also graduated from the police academy, and he could clearly understand the meaning of this gesture.

[I make bait, scare the grass and scare the snake, and act when the opportunity arises].

"Oh, I think very clearly. The red glow loomed in the darkness, "Then don't waste your time and mine, let's be killed." "My resistance is very fierce......" Zheng Yi licked his chapped lips due to nervousness, and the pistol in his hand was already in his hand, "If you are not afraid of death, come on!"

The red light flickered, and the air fell into an almost suffocating silence, and Zheng Yi stood in place with his gun, like a swordsman who stayed in the moment of his sword. Behind the door, Brock stared intently at the entire parking lot, and if there was the slightest abnormality, he would shoot without hesitation.

"Bang. ”

The change was sudden, the last light suddenly exploded, and the fragments of the fluorescent lamp splashed directly into Zheng Yi's eyes, the darkness fell, and the two people with guns lost their vision at the same time, and the two red lights swept through the corner at a rapid speed, cutting a scarlet straight line in the deep darkness, and then only a loud noise was heard, and the tragic sound of bone shattering clearly entered Bullock's ears.

"Officer Zheng, hold on!" In desperation, Brock slammed open the door, and the crosshair in his hand fired continuously in the direction of the red light, and the instantaneous light from the bullet did not catch the figure of the red light dodging at all. In the police station, the police officers on duty were awakened by the sudden sound of gunshots, the alarm sounded, and the middle of the underground parking lot was instantly filled with piercing shrill sounds.

"Tsk, things are in trouble. Bullock heard the words of disappointment come from the darkness, only to see the red light suddenly go out, and the suffocating chill disappeared with it. What's going on? Is it a retreat?

Bullock couldn't do so much at the moment, he hurriedly took out an emergency flashlight in his arms and began to search around, following the bloodstains, his wrist holding the lamp trembled violently. Zheng Yi's body seemed to have suffered some kind of strong impact from the front, the sternum had completely collapsed, and countless blood overflowed with the scratches on the surface of the body, and his body also crashed into the load-bearing wall of the parking lot, and was tightly stuck in the cracks, and now he was completely unconscious, and even his breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

"Zheng, Zheng Yi——!! come quickly! Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance!!