"Night owl, don't show up for half a month, when the time comes, I'll arrange someone to find you."

In a dark room, a woman codenamed Night Stalker hummed softly and hung up the phone on the desk while bandaging the wound on her thigh. The table was piled with blood-soaked gauze, and next to it, was a metallic yellow bullet.

After bandaging the wound, she picked up her pistol and looked back and forth.

The security is extremely high, the failure rate is very low, and the sudden misfire makes it difficult for her to understand.

Disassemble the entire gun body, firing pin, firing pin spring, stopper spring, single shot rod, trigger link, trigger ...... Every part is in perfect condition.

"Strange ......," she said to herself, frowning.

……

At this time, Luo Chuan seemed to be dismembered by life, but he felt pain, feeling that every part was far away from him and scattered into each different part.

Soon after, every part of the body came back to form a complete "Luochuan", which was a mysterious and mysterious feeling, which was very peculiar......

There are many selves, but the consciousness is unified.

The night stalker reassembles the pistol, tries to pull the bolt, aims at the TV, and everything goes on as usual.

"Unlucky!"

The night owl casually threw away the pistol and cursed secretly, only blaming the accident on carelessness.

Because the pistol went off, it attracted a strip and disrupted a considerable part of the boss's plan, and I don't know what kind of punishment I will have to suffer when I return to the base!

But fortunately, there was no tail left for the strip, otherwise things would have been even worse.

Turn on the TV and the news is showing the shooting.

"According to this station, the shooting that occurred at noon yesterday was actually a robbery by a robber armed with an air gun.

After discovering the gangsters, he followed them into the people's hotel......

He was shot twice in the head and neck, and after rescue, he was not in danger of life, and he was brain dead......"

Looking at the content of the news, the night owl was a little relieved, lucky, although he did not lose his life directly, but brain death is no different from death, only the difference between panting or not breathing.

……

Brain dead!

Luo Chuan, who was also watching TV, felt a chill in his heart, the so-called brain death is an upgraded version of a vegetative person, no, it is the ultimate version! Neurological loss is irreversible!

It's over?

Luo Chuan couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

The carelessness of the moment actually caused such a consequence, and he may ...... It's going to be a gun forever, and even if you have the opportunity to return to the original body, it's a soulless body, lying on the hospital bed forever.

Seeing himself become like this, Luo Chuan could only be silent.

The TV screen turned to the ward of "Luochuan", a middle-aged woman lay on his bedside, crying heartbreakingly, and a man who looked similar to him stood silent.

There was also an old man who barely stood up with the support of Childe and several people......

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa......"

Seeing a few close relatives who had aged a lot overnight, Luo Chuan's emotions finally couldn't bear it, and the despair and unwillingness in his consciousness exploded instantly.

It's just that he can't cry, he can't cry hysterically, only he can feel such emotions.

Even, I want to pull the trigger crazy and output the air like crazy!

It's just a pity that the muzzle of the gun was not aimed at the woman, not at Li Qingzi, not at ...... Anyone else.

"Li Qingzi! Night Stalker! ”

Luo Chuan thought of these two names, in his more than 20 years of life, he had never hated such two people so much!

Smack......

"This woman is really noisy, isn't it just a dead son, quite young, don't you get another one~ annoying~ The old man has calluses on his hands, I'm afraid it's a little troublesome, but don't affect the boss's plan, you have to pay attention. I'll talk about it later, if it doesn't work, I'll kill them all, and I can make up for it......"

Luo Chuan's hatred was even stronger, especially when he heard the night owl casually say that he wanted the names of his entire family.

The night owl, who felt bored, turned off the TV and went back to the house to rest.

Pick up the pistol.

At this time, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the ground......

Luo Chuan could only see her calves and instep, and the trigger moved slightly......

But.

In an instant, Luo Chuan held back.

If you can't kill her, everything will be in vain, but it will turn her into a frightened bird again, and she will face the danger of being destroyed.

A gun that fires twice will not have a chance to be used again.

If he loses even this, he may never have a chance to take revenge again!

……

Three days later.

"Luochuan" still has no signs of waking up, and the life characteristics are still there, but he can't wake up.

Xu Ziliang and others, who came to the ward with a bunch of condolences, saw Luo Mu who was asleep by the bed through the glass, and the tears on her face had not yet dried, and her heart was not a good feeling.

How can there be parents who don't feel sorry for their children.

On his side, the last case has not been finished well, which has added to the heart disease, which really makes this 50-year-old man feel haggard, and the time given by the boss is half a month, if there is no progress, he is afraid that the position of the director of the bureau will also be done.

He waved his hand to signal everyone not to enter the ward, and just as he was about to enter the door, he saw Luo Chuan's grandfather walking out of the ward.

"Old Luo......" Xu Ziliang said in a low voice.

Luo Jianguo is a veteran, it is worth lowering his profile, in fact, he is a military merit medal, and he deserves respect wherever he goes.

Luo Jianguo is an old man in his eighties, and when his grandson has an accident, he seems to be a little more rickety, but the upright temperament of a soldier is in his bones, his eyes are resolute, and he is fearless in not yielding to anyone.

"Xu Ziliang, the old man knows what you are here for, don't play with our Luo family these useless, condolences, money, we don't want the same, I just want to hurt my grandson's murderer's life."

Luo Jianguo said softly and loudly: "The old man doesn't beat around the bush with you,

"We've been soldiers for sixty years, and if we haven't learned anything else, we'll learn to protect calves!"

"Get out of the way!"

Xu Ziliang couldn't say a word when he was choked, so he could only laugh dryly and give in silently. There were subordinates around who wanted to speak, and he glared back with a look.

"Xu Ju! Why should we accommodate this old man! It's obviously not our fault, why do we carry this black cauldron! ”

After Luo Jianguo walked away, his subordinates said angrily.

"Alas...... What do you know......"

Some things are really hard to explain, Xu Ziliang can only sigh. I put the condolences at the door with my own hands and left silently with a few people.

On the side of the magic capital, there is still a big guy who needs him to settle ......

……

Modu Police Academy.

Due to the particularity of the case, the old man was arranged to return to the police academy, and the originally noisy 237 dormitory became much quieter.

Going from 4 to 3 is not as simple as 1 less.

Silently looking at Luo Chuan's empty bed, the three of them were silent, as if overnight, the three of them were silent.

I can't experience that feeling, the good brother who has been with him for three years day and night, lying in the hotel covered in blood, and the murderer disappeared without a trace.

This HZ trip started in a hurry and ended gloomily.

Several people glanced at each other, and they all saw the unwillingness in each other's eyes.

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