Chapter Twenty-Eight: You Can't Escape
The man's words fell, and the sky was once again illuminated by winding lightning, and Li Xiaonan froze in place at this time, his eyes gradually attracted by the pistol wrapped in a pitch-black raincoat.
"Rustle..."
Li Xiaonan subconsciously took a step forward, and the soles of his shoes made a sound of rubbing against the beach.
The manic sea breeze slammed the raindrops on his somewhat immature face, and the rain slid into his barely open eyes.
Li Xiaonan faced the man who was still standing in place with his hands raised, and his sense of justice was burning.
β...β
The rustling footsteps were mixed with the whistling of the sea breeze, and Li Xiaonan approached the "black package" left by the man step by step.
"Why?"
Ten meters away from the package, Li Xiaonan's footsteps paused, and he looked at the man with his hands held high.
As the distance narrowed, the sight disturbed by the raindrops gradually became clearer, and he could see that there was some kind of meaningful smile on the man's face at this time.
"Your justice..."The man's hoarse voice replied to Li Xiaonan: "What the hell is it..."
As he spoke, the man's soles slammed into the sand, and he rushed towards Li Xiaonan with his bare hands.
didn't have time to think, Li Xiaonan immediately moved his legs, which had become heavy for some reason, and also rushed towards the gun in front of him.
"Got it!" Li Xiaonan squatted on the beach, reached out and took out the gun from the black raincoat, he remembered that the man had opened the safety and loaded, as long as he gently pulled his finger, the serial killer in front of him would be killed by his own hands.
He had enough evidence to prove the man's identity beyond the previous investigation.
Because at the beginning of the conversation, Li Xiaonan quietly turned on the recording function of the mobile phone in his pocket.
It was ironclad evidence of the man's own confession.
Even so, he still didn't shoot, just held it.
"Uhh
Unexpectedly, the man was not afraid of the muzzle of the gun raised by Li Xiaonan, but rushed straight over and kicked Li Xiaonan in the shoulder.
At the same time as being knocked down by the man, the pistol that Li Xiaonan was holding tightly also flew out due to inertia.
"Why don't you shoot." The man's right hand pinched Li Xiaonan's neck and asked, his eyes were as frenzied as fire: "What do you have is cowardice and cowardice... Or is it true justice? β
As the words fell, the man stretched out his left hand and took out the mobile phone that was still recording from Li Xiaonan's trouser pocket, he chuckled lightly and threw the phone into the shallow sea behind him.
"Justice... Ahem..."Li Xiaonan's fist kept hitting the man's face, and as the pressure on his neck became smaller, he said while coughing: "My justice is to arrest you, and your crimes should be judged by the law, not a detective!" β
"My purpose was to seek the truth, so I accepted the invitation to participate in this gamble."
"And now I've got the truth!"
"So I don't have any reason to shoot you here..."
The power in the man's hand increased again, and Li Xiaonan's fist gradually lost its strength.
Spit a mouthful of bloody spit on Li Xiaonan's face, the man drooped the corners of his eyes, raised his left hand, and hit Li Xiaonan's abdomen with a straight punch.
Then the man straightened up, ignoring Li Xiaonan, who was arched from the severe pain, and walked to the pistol that had been shot away earlier.
β...β
The salty smell of raindrops crept into Li Xiaonan's nose, and he endured the sharp pain in his abdomen and barely opened one eyeβwhat appeared in front of him was the muzzle of a black hole.
"What if I kill you, and then bury what you think is the truth again."
"Sword of the Last Light."
The blood on the man's face mixed with the rain fell on Li Xiaonan's chest, and he said in a playful tone.
Looking at the appearance of the man in front of him, Li Xiaonan gently shook his faint head, and he held the back of his head that had been hit just now with one hand, as if he realized something.
"If only one of the two of us could live today," the man continued, "then would you be willing to die for your righteousness?" β
The words fell, and in Li Xiaonan's sight, the man's fingers on the trigger were slowly pulling, as if the second of pulling the trigger was infinitely extended, Li Xiaonan turned his head sideways, and at the same time stretched out his right leg and kicked the man's chest fiercely.
The expected gunshot did not sound, and at the same time of surprise, Li Xiaonan flew up to the man's right hand holding the pistol, and successfully grabbed the pistol, and then he immediately rolled to the side, got up and half-squatted to look at the man lying on the ground on his back.
A silver voice recorder slipped out of his pants pocket...
β...β
In the rainstorm, Li Xiaonan checked the pistol in his hand, and it turned out that the safety of the gun was turned off by the man at some point, so he failed to pull the trigger.
The chaotic thoughts in his mind gradually became clear - he understood the true meaning of the gamble.
"If I kill you..."
"I'm the one who really lost this bet..."
Li Xiaonan gasped and said to the man: "I will lose my justice..."
"But if you don't shoot." The man still lay in place, as if he had expected this scene, and replied in a flirtatious tone: "I took my life back from the table, and you still lost." Detective. β
Li Xiaonan stared at the man's short figure with gloomy eyes: "So this beginning is a trap." β
"You took advantage of my curiosity, and the gamble was already in place by the time I received that so-called invitation."
"And I've stepped into your trap when I've come here."
The man turned his head and looked at Li Xiaonan, who had already stood up at this time, nonchalantly: "So how will you decide?" β
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva mixed with the rain, Li Xiaonan's mind gradually became clear, and he said: "You are not a seafarer at all, and you are not a serial murderer, are you?" β
The man was silent, still lying on the cold sand, his eyes looking at Li Xiaonan expectantly.
"You mentioned that you used to go to sea a lot, and if you had been hiding and committing crimes on ships all these years, your pace would not have been so steady."
"Seafarers walk wobbly after disembarking because they are used to the wind and waves at sea. So you've been making up lies. β
"Your performance is wonderful." At this time, Li Xiaonan had already regained his self-confidence, he turned the pistol in his hand in a circle, and continued to analyze: "But you must know that no matter how superb your acting skills are, you can't hide a person's habitual movements, as well as his habits for decades. β
"For example, you're a left-handed hander."
"When you mentioned a few games, you subconsciously raised your left hand, tapped it in the air, and said, 'It's nine years.' β
"And the real murderer must be a right-handed man!"
"You have too many flaws, Mr. 'Murderer'. That's the end of the joke, I'm sure the ship must be the place where the real culprit disposed of the body in the case, so..."
Li Xiaonan opened the pistol's insurance: "The gamble is over, I have taken back my justice, now it's time for you to take me on the boat." β
"Bang Bang..."
The man sat up, stretched his shoulders, and clapped his hands.
Then he supported the ground with his left hand, stood up, and said to Li Xiaonan, who raised his pistol: "As the guide of the gambling game, I should come to congratulate you at this time." β
"Congratulations?" Li Xiaonan's heart tightened.
The man dug into his pocket, and when he found nothing, he looked at his feet and bent down to pick up the silver voice recorder.
"This is the ironclad proof of my confession."
At the same time, a red point of light appeared on the man's body that was being targeted.
"Congratulations, detective."
"You're in the real game."
"This time the bet..."
"It's still your justice."
The man's smile turned arrogant, and he continued, "I have to admit that you are indeed a good detective. β
"But sometimes, the shackles of justice will stop you from exploring the truth."
"Like now..."
"As you reasoned, that ship has all the hard evidence you need."
"And who you say is behind it..."
As the words fell, Li Xiaonan immediately turned his head to look at the pitch-black ship, and at the same time, the red point of light also moved to his chest.
"But to get on that ship, you need a ticket..."
The man's voice came at the right time.
"Open your eyes and see! Detective! The man looks like a fanatical salesman introducing a certain commodity: "That's a ship that represents the truth, and you..."
"You need to get on it alive."
"And I... As long as I live, the truth will be buried forever..."
"Of course, you have a second option."
Looking at Li Xiaonan's expressionless green face, the man stretched out the hand holding the voice recorder: "Take it and go and complete your tryout." β
The sea water slapped at the feet of the two with the waves, and unconsciously, the tide had slowly risen, and the white foam dissipated on Li Xiaonan's uppers, just like the truth he had been pursuing for a long time.
"What the ferry ticket means..."
"My life. Detective. β
β...β
"Choose. You can't escape. The man stretched out his left hand and patted his chest, and he roared, "Shoot!" Kill me, and the truth you want will be delivered! β
"I already feel your enlightenment! Detective! β
"If the safety of that gun was open, you'd be dead!"
"Are you willing to die for your righteousness..."
"Then are you willing to live for your righteousness..."
"Heh... Hahaha... Ahem..."
The man laughed maniacally, and the raindrops were swept into his grinning mouth, and the rain mixed with blood flowed down the corners of his mouth with a dry cough.
At this moment, Li Xiaonan really felt the means of the mastermind behind the scenes-it is meaningless to kill a person neatly, and the only one who can destroy a person is himself.
If the gun is fired, then Li Xiaonan will throw away his justice for the sake of the truth.
And if he had taken the recorder, he would never have been able to solve such an intricate puzzle again.
This is the closest he's ever been to being behind it, and most likely the last.
Li Xiaonan's hand trembled slightly, and the red dots on his chest that appeared from time to time represented that someone was paying attention to his movements in real time.
Taking a deep breath, Li Xiaonan slowly raised his left hand and held his right wrist, aimed the sight of the pistol at his right eye, and looked at the man in front of him who was still laughing wildly.
β...β
After a few minutes of stalemate, Li Xiaonan unloaded his force violently, and the pistol fell on the beach with the flick of his arm, and he gasped for breath while swallowing the raindrops indiscriminately.
"I give up..."
As the words fell, he ignored the man who handed him the recorder, and returned to the police car he was driving when he came.
With the lights on, the police car slowly drove away from the man's field of vision.
Looking at the police car that was hurrying away, the man spread his hands, and then waved his hands in the direction of the ship to convey some message.
At this moment, next to the pistol left by Li Xiaonan, a fisherman's hat fell off, and then a miserable white arm appeared, and the rain flowed down the five open fingers, and then he held the pistol.
"Bang..."
The gun went off.