Lu ...... Qing ......" Chen Shuo coughed intermittently, his face as pale as paper.

Lu Qing hurriedly lifted his clothes, looked at the two hideous blood holes on the other party's chest and abdomen, and the hand holding the medicine powder trembled, it was actually an unstable one, so that the medicine bottle fell to the ground.

"Don't waste the medicine......" Chen Shuo reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, but his facial expression became a little distorted because of the severe pain. He tilted his head and locked his gaze on the backpack behind Lu Qing, which was Chen Shuo's luggage.

Lu Qing immediately understood what he meant, put the bag in front of him, and according to his instructions, found a piece of letter paper in the middle of the backpack, the letter was folded in half, and there was a bank card in it.

Chen Shuo leaned into Lu Qing's ear, and his voice had become extremely weak: "The letter contains my home address and password, and the money in the card, please hand it over to my parents...[31 Fast update]... This is...... The only thing I can do to compensate them ......"

"Got it." Lu Qing held him in his arms, and he could feel that Chen Shuo's body temperature was dropping, and his hands were getting colder and colder. Chen Shuo's life is passing by rapidly.

Chen Shuo gasped, and with each breath, he felt a sharp tingling pain in his chest. But even so, he still opened his mouth intermittently and said to Lu Qing: "Thank you...... Gave me hope to live......"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt you." Lu Qing's eyes were red, and big tears slid down his cheeks, he had never felt such pain since Li Wenqiao left last time.

"Don't, apologize to me...... Ahem, you're my friend, save you...... I don't regret it. Chen Shuo looked at Lu Qing and said in an extremely weak voice, "I can finally be free......

His eyes stared blankly at the sky, as if in a daze, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, looking like a faint smile.

"Please mourn." Li Zeyan walked up to Lu Qing and patted him on the shoulder.

Qing Shui sighed heavily, and the two of them packed up their things without saying a word and walked under the tree not far away. They knew that Lu Qing needed to be quiet at this moment.

Lu Qing still remembered that after Xu Zhen collapsed and all the burdens fell on him, it was Wen Qiao, Ah Kai, Yu Xuan, and Chen Shuo who stood firmly behind him; When he hierarchically divided the third district and caused an internal riot, it was Chen Shuo who ignored the danger and solved those with bad intentions for himself.

Chen Shuo, he will always be the person with the least words in the team. People who don't know him only think that he is cold and indifferent, but only Lu Qing remembers the scene of the first time a man revealed his heart to himself in a murderous house in Hong Kong, and only he noticed that most of the time, this man always sat in a quiet corner without saying a word, looking at the family photo in his wallet in a daze.

"I'm sorry." Lu Qing closed his eyes for him, tidied up his appearance, and after doing this, he silently took out the military shovel in his bag and began to dig a pit under the tree. Qing Shui and Li Zeyan saw each other, and they didn't say anything, but just stepped forward to help him do things together.

"Thank you." Lu Qing was hoarse, and there was a faint tremor in his voice: "I don't want to see him exposed to the wilderness." In the end, Lu Qing took out the photo from Chen Shuo's wallet and put it in his pocket.

In front of the small grave, the man knelt on his knees, his waist straight. Although his trouser leg was stained with a large amount of blood, and the skin and flesh were turned outward with the cloth sticky, which was hideous and terrifying, he didn't even treat the wound, just knelt quietly in front of the grave, and about half an hour later, Lu Qingcai solemnly buckled his head three times, and slowly stood up with the support of Qing Shui.

"Your wound needs to be treated, and it will worse." Shimizu said.

Lu Qing's eyes were dilated, and he just said "um", as if he didn't hear what he was saying at all. Qing Shui understood Lu Qing's mood very well, and didn't say anything, just helped him to the tree on the other side, took out hemostatic medicine and gauze from his bag, and treated his wounds for him.

Lu Qing took out the letter left by Chen Shuo from his arms, the handwriting on the letter paper was not good-looking, but it could be seen that the person who wrote the letter was very attentive, and every stroke was very neat. The letter paper is slightly wrinkled, with slightly yellowed corners, and judging by the time, it seems to have been written a long time ago:

I am writing this letter because I already have a premonition that I may die in a mission in the future.

Now that I think about it, the first half of my life was really poor. I'm just an ordinary office worker who has been dating my girlfriend for many years and struggling to get married and start a family. I thought I could live a normal life, but I never thought that my life would be such a failure.

My girlfriend drained me of all my possessions, including the savings my parents had worked so hard to save all their lives. When she insulted me contemptuously and said she was leaving, I lost control.

All the hard work in the past few years has finally been defeated by reality. The dream came to naught overnight, and I couldn't accept it, and I didn't dare to think about it. I looked at the ugly face of the woman in front of me, and it was difficult to associate her with the gentle and lovely girlfriend she used to be.

I lifted the ashtray and slammed it into her head, shattering my own future with my own hands.

By the time I came to my senses, I was a murderer. I was on the run, on the run from wanted, and I couldn't live in fear. At this time, I entered the space.

I don't complain, maybe this is the punishment I deserve. I killed people and came to this purgatory-like place, and sooner or later, I will die here too, paying for everything I have done before.

In fact, it is a miracle that someone like me has survived so far. In the space nowadays, most people are afraid of me, afraid of me. They know that I am ruthless, and they will not hesitate to eradicate anyone who disobeys orders.

The first half of my life was a shackle, but I never thought that I would be the object of everyone's jealousy here.

But not everyone is so afraid of me. At least here, I got to know them. Lu Qing, it was he who told me the meaning of life, and it was he who helped me many times during the mission. He said that I was his friend, and even if he knew who I was in reality, he never showed any disdain, disgust, or fear. He gave me respect and dignity as a human being.

Along the way, it was he and other companions who brought me warmth and laughter. Knowing them is my greatest luck since I came to this space.

Murder pays for life, and it is justified. My life is no longer my own. But if I could, I would have liked my death to be more meaningful. If it was for the sake of my companions, I would be willing to pay with my life and have no regrets.

I am very grateful to Lu Qing, it was he who told me that I shouldn't be so selfish in life, and it was he who reminded me that in this world, I still have a lot of things to do. I'm sorry for my parents, I owe them so much.

They were frugal and saved a lot of money just so that I could start a family, marry and have children.

My mother loves oranges, but I know that only when I come home will she buy the most expensive fruit and cook a hearty meal; My father always reminded me to pay attention to my health when working outside, and always sent me some food and clothing every few months.

Now, they have no one to rely on, their son has become a wanted murderer, and in the face of compensation from the deceased's family, the second elder smashes pots and sells iron, and is in debt, not only being monitored by the police, but also suffering criticism from neighbors...... All this is thanks to me.

Dad, Mom, your son is your biggest stain, I owe you too much, it's really shameless to say goodbye.

But if there is an afterlife, Dad, Mom, I still want to be your son again, so as to repay the filial piety that I have not fulfilled in this life.

Chen Shuo's masterpiece.