"Why?" Finally said the point, Lin Yuhan was also a little puzzled.

He had already seen that Bell had a strong resistance to himself from the beginning, not so much that the sheriff was unkind, but more like he was hiding something, what the hell was the reason for this.

"I'm doing this for your own good." Bell replied.

Lin Yuhan turned his head sideways, looked at Bell's deep eyes, and said, "Thank you for being good to me, you have your way of doing things, and I also have my principles." Moreover, I have never easily accepted that others are kind to me for no reason. ”

"Okay, then goodbye!" Bell turned to leave.

"Well, goodbye!" Lin Yuhan greeted his figure, but he didn't mean to keep it at all.

Bell must not know his principles.

That is, the system task I made about must be completed with tears.

Do you think Lao Tzu is idle every day and loves to take care of so many things?

It is true that Lin Yuhan is a detective, but at this time he does not have the urge to intervene in any case as a "Conan".

Because he is not supported by people like Conan, he doesn't have to worry about eating, drinking, and Lazar. Taking money to do things is his rule of survival, after all, he depends on this to eat.

Lin Yuhan looked at the two tasks assigned by the system in his mind and sighed.

Alas, the truth ......

Lin Yuhan returned to the cabin, took out a postcard and pondered it repeatedly.

"Prisoner of Death." He muttered the name in his mouth.

What kind of person is this?

Although there was no task about him in the system mission, Lin Yuhan still had a strong interest in this mysterious killer.

Lin Yuhan felt that he was most likely a lonely killer, shuttling between black and white, he committed crimes unscrupulously, playing the police in the palm of his hand, but he never knew his whereabouts, let alone captured him.

In his eyes, killing people is nothing more than a game, a contest between good and evil.

Whether he represents good or evil, he always wins. No one could see his face and appearance clearly, let alone figure out his identity.

The most feared thing is loneliness. Just like when Dugu sought defeat and returned to the mountains and forests, there is no opponent in the world who only seeks defeat.

The heroes are tied, the long swords are sharp, and they are sad! Every time you go alone, you know what you are winning.

And this prisoner is a lonely killer.

He calls himself the "Grim Reaper" and conducts his own judgment on earth.

Lin Yuhan felt that he needed to find out what kind of people this killer had killed.

In front of Lin Yuhan's eyes, he had already blatantly killed two people in a row, and each time he cleverly escaped under his nose. Lin Yuhan knew that the killing would continue.

……

In the morning, Lin Yuhan came to the cafeteria on the ship.

The breakfast in the restaurant is very rich, with Chinese steamed buns, gruel, and fried dough sticks; Or Western food, cakes, snacks, sandwiches, etc.

They come in delicate stainless steel insulated containers that diners can take as many times as they want.

Lin Yuhan took some soy milk, fritters, tea eggs, took a stack of small pickles, and found an inconspicuous place to sit down.

He had a rare good night's sleep and let go of all his thoughts.

Because he had done his best, there was no clue beyond that. So, don't think so much, don't get obsessed with the investigation of the case.

Lin Yuhan doesn't like to do useless work, he knows very well what he can do and what he can't.

The only thing that made him feel was the two murders he witnessed.

James was killed by mistake and Lee Shuangtian died.

There are similarities in both cases, and they have led Lin Yuhan to question whether he should stick to the so-called truth.

James died of manslaughter, and although he did not go to the point of being innocent of his crimes, he would not have been killed if he had not done evil. It would be unfair to allow female victims to suffer prison for them. But it would have been too cruel for James to die in vain. So it's a matter of legal and moral trade-offs.

On the other hand, looking at Li Shuangtian's death, Lin Yuhan really didn't know whether the prisoner of death was doing good or evil.

From the perspective of personal behavior alone, killing people is undoubtedly evil, but if doing one evil thing can prevent the occurrence of thousands of evil things, then if you measure him, is he doing evil or accumulating virtue?

In ancient times, there were chivalrous men who went all over the world with swords, specializing in killing bullies and squires, and were regarded as heroes by the people, but now the times are different, except for the national statutory death penalty, any form of murder has been stopped, which is an illegal and criminal act, and is sanctioned by violent organs.

So in this era there are no chivalrous, only murderers.

This is a reflection of the progress of the times, and this is a society where human rights are paramount. But along with progress, there is also some evil.

Li Shuangtian and others do a lot of evil, and there must be countless girls who have been harmed by them in the capital, how many of them dare not speak out, how many of them swallow their anger, and in the long run, they have developed Li Shuangtian's debauched character and lawless evil, so how many unstable factors will this bring to society.

Li Shuangtian is dead, and when the news of the ship's docking is announced, I'm afraid there will be countless people clapping their hands and applauding!

However, most of these people are just melon-eating people, lest the world be chaotic. There are very few people who can really see the essence through the phenomenon.

Lin Yuhan sighed a little, he no longer thought about what was right and wrong, and stuffed the soaked fritters into his mouth. Well, comfortable, that's the smell, there's a feeling of coming home.

"Detective Lin didn't eat healthy breakfast this time!" A man sat next to him.

Lin Yuhan turned his head to look, yo, isn't this the goodbye one in the rivers and lakes, and they will meet again so soon?

Lin Yuhan broke the tea eggs and threw them into the soy milk, and said: "There is nothing unhealthy, we Chinese love to eat soy milk fritters for breakfast, and Westerners eat meat, eggs and milk, but in fact, the average age of Chinese people is now almost exceeding that of Western countries." ”

Bell retorted: "That's because Westerners like to be challenged, and countless people die every year because of extreme sports such as exploration, parkour, skydiving, rock climbing, diving, etc., and many people die from shooting and fighting, which lowers the overall average life expectancy of the country." ”

"So, if you want to live a long time, it has nothing to do with your healthy diet." Lin Yuhan retorted, "The important thing is not to die. ”

"......" Sheriff Bell was speechless by Lin Yuhan.

"Let's take this as a fritter." Lin Yuhan sucked a mouthful of soft and glutinous golden strips very comfortably, "I have only heard of Westerners dying of eating wild herbs and infant millet, but I have never heard of anyone eating fritters and eating them to death." ”

"Bang dang!"

There was a loud bang at the next table.

Lin Yuhan and Sergeant Bell looked to the side with stunned faces, the man in the suit and leather shoes fell to the ground and lost his breath after a few convulsions, a bowl of soy milk was buckled on his face, the juice flowed down his ears and the corners of his mouth to the carpet, and half a yellow fritter was stuffed in his mouth.

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