Maniac (55)
With all his might, Mark could be regarded as escaping from the night gentleman before the explosion, and his thighs were a little weak, so he bent down and supported his knees with both hands. He tore off his sweaty clothes and slammed them to the ground. ", this old guy even wants Lao Tzu's life. ā
This explosion made Mark feel a little chill in the back of his neck, "Penelope can't have suspected himself, right?" The panic was like a green thread tightly strangling his heart, forcing Mark to rethink what he had done before, for fear that something was wrong before.
Although he had made all the preparations, the invisible fear made Mark rethink it.
"First of all, that woman would not betray me. "The woman Mark was talking about was the female technician who was supposed to assign Joyce. "Secondly, the special environment of the night gentleman requires that there can be no cameras here, and customers do not need to register here. So no matter how you trace it, it is impossible to find the record of this meeting. In this way, Mark thought about the general things he had done before, thought about it over and over again, and thought about it again and again, until he felt that there was no loophole at all, and then he let go of the breath in his heart.
At this time, the smoke in the sky slowly dissipated, and the sunlight finally returned to the land of Degus. Shirtless, Mark wandered around Dergus, and before he knew it, he came to the gate of a dilapidated neighborhood, and for some reason, his irregular pace stopped, and he put his probe in, watched for a while, and finally walked away quickly.
Back at Dergus Hospital No. 1, Weeks had just finished a phone call with the mayor. After hanging up the phone, Wicks' mood slowly stabilized.
Expecting it to be the same as usual, Wicks couldn't wait to explain to him how his genius assumptions came about. But now there was no movement, and the director waited for a long time, slightly embarrassed "Well, then, you don't plan to say something" Bledsoe spread his hands helplessly.
Wicks stared at the ceiling with his eyes open for a long time
before he spoke
"Penelope's scheming is too deep, roughly speaking, it is indeed just a simple terrorist deterrence, think about it, with Penelope's IQ, he will definitely not go to great lengths to find a compromise, and according to Penelope's character, his action must be revenge for the mayor's action three years ago. Do you still remember how you pulled him off the horse three years ago? It is the media, public opinion, and the psychology of the citizens? Judging from the explosion sites he chose several times before, most of them were residential houses, and the slightly more important one was the first hospital in Degus, which seemed to be unreasonable, but if you think about it carefully, these places are not so important compared to other places in Degus, and the choice to attack the hospital at night is nothing more than picking the least number of people in the hospital. So he didn't want any major losses from Dergus, he didn't explode for the sake of exploding in the first place. The mayor's first step was to walk into Penelope's bureau, and you think that if Penelope shook out through the media that the mayor knew in advance that there would be a terrorist attack and did nothing, in the face of the upcoming general election, would he still be able to hold the mayor's position? If the first few attacks were aimed at cutting off Joyce's support on the side of ordinary citizens, the next attack was bound to cut off the help of the bigwigs from all walks of life to Joyce, based on the premise that he didn't want the city to suffer heavy losses, the night gentleman who was in the center of the city and not so important to the city became the best place, because most of the bigwigs' activities were basically around the city. If there is an explosion here, they will inevitably feel fear in the surrounding area, and when the fear develops to the extreme, it will turn into hatred. If it happens that these bigwigs are injured in the night gentleman, and it is not a dishonorable thing to enter such a place, it is bound to not be made public, and in the end all the resentment will accumulate on the mayor who has done nothing,"
After hearing this, Bledsoe couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, stunned. Not only was he surprised by Penelope's precise planning, but he was even more surprised that Wicks could think of so many things in such a short period of time. Finally, Bledsoe came to his senses, pondered what Wicks had just said, and asked, "What I don't understand is that the night gentleman was driven by Penelope, is it necessary for him to blow up himself?"
"Isn't it easy for him to do this, not only to clear his suspicion to a certain extent, but also to control the time, place, and scale of the explosion, as well as to sell the stolen goods afterwards, isn't it easier?
Weeks' machine-gun-like reasoning stunned Bledsoe, and although he couldn't understand what Weeks was saying for a while, Weeks' confident countenance was as good as ever for the Director to question.
"If it really blows up, you're a genius," Bledsoe muttered to himself.
At this time, on the streets of Dergus, a boy with yellow hair was wandering around.
Like a lamb being watched by tens of thousands of wolves, he watched his surroundings vigilantly, walking softly, cautiously through the crowd, forcing himself not to make eye contact with anyone, and even then he had the feeling that everyone was watching him.
"Damn, don't even look at me. ā
"The oncoming aunt, does he know that I killed someone!"
Cold sweat kept pouring out of his palms uncontrollably, and no matter how hard Pete clenched his palms, his palms were still soaked.
"How is it possible, it won't, it won't" Pete's whole body trembled a little.
"Is my sister next to me staring at me, I have to turn my head quickly"
"No, don't look at me!" Pete cut through the crowd and slipped into an alley. After a few steps, I felt that my left foot was not strong, and I sat on the ground with a "snap". Just as the mind was about to recall something, Kant's face rushed into Pitt's mind like a lingering ghost. His face was pale, his eyes were cloudy, and his mouth was covered in blood.
"Why did you kill me?"
"Why did you kill me?"
"Didn't I just kill a cat?"
"Didn't I just kill a cat?"
"You're a murderer"
"You're a murderer"
"Ahh
"Why! Why! I'm going to happen to this!" The desperate cries were silent at last.
Suddenly, Pete felt something hit his shoulder. A hint of coolness swept through the whole body in an instant.
"What is this! It can't be found out, no, nobody's known, Wicks won't betray me, no," Pete turned, brushing away the hand that had hit him. When I turned around and saw a middle-aged woman, I heard her say, "Son, what's wrong with you, come here." ā
Pete was a little distracted, and unconsciously took two steps back, "She knows, no, she must know, she wants to tempt me over, you look at her eyes, it's all cunning, it's all deception, you stop, don't come any closer!" Pete's heart was as uncomfortable as if he had been poured chili water.
Then he saw the old woman take out the towel from her bosom and slowly approach her.
"Don't," Pete involuntarily retreated, muttering uncontrollably as the woman's hand touched Pete's forehead. An indescribable fear surged in from my heart.
"Get out of here, didn't you hear?" said Pete, and kicked the woman in the stomach, and the woman was kicked far away, and slammed into the ground with a bang.
"Haha" Pete took a few breaths in a row, and was about to turn around and run, but saw the old woman holding her stomach on the ground in a painful ** shape, hesitated, raised her hand, wanted to step forward to help her, and immediately put it down, turned around and ran away without looking back.
A strong wind blows along the orderly streets of Degus, passing through the colorful commercial districts of the East End and experiencing the quiet and peaceful residential areas of the West End. After teasing the shopping mall in the South District, I turned around and brushed past the First Hospital of Dergus.
Just as he was about to walk to the center of Degus, there was a loud bang, and the smoke suddenly burned the children of the wind who were in a playful mindset, and they were pushed towards the sky higher and higher by the smoke.
"What are you going to do about Pete," Bledsoe said over and over again, eating the apple.
"Iā" Wicks closed his eyes tightly, "I don't know. His mouth seemed to be filled with bitter water, and Wicks couldn't say a word for a long time.
After a while, it was Bledsoe who broke the deadlock, "Last night, as you sent me earlier, Pete wanted to kill you. ā
"Don't say it, didn't you do it," Wicks shouted with all his strength.
Wicks opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling for a long time, and let out a long sigh.
"Send - wanted"
These five words are like 50,000 knives that have turned Wicks' heart into a pulp.
Bledsoe stared at Wicks for a long time, and didn't speak for a long time, he also knew how difficult this decision was for him, and even admired Wicks a little, because he didn't know if this matter had fallen on him, and whether he would do the same, with a relieved look on his face.
Bledsoe turned around and walked out of the ward, took out his mobile phone, and arranged instructions with the people in the bureau to arrest Pete.
"Wicks, I've been" When Bledsoe turned back to the room, he found that the bed was empty, and only a needle was left lying quietly on the bed, which was particularly noticeable.
Bledsoe shook his head,
"This madman"