The Retirement Life of a Runaway Desperado

Chapter 7

In a vicious case that happened on TV in Bosai City, a guy hijacked a car with three college students—two men and one woman—killed two of them, and then kidnapped the girl, who was a city student. long daughter.

This tension spread, and temporary security checkpoints were set up at all nearby intersections, and the surrounding small town was also nervous.

Lynn turned off the TV, and the two girls played a game of card adventure in the living room, howling with joy.Arthur was cooking, and he thought, this is really a family scene.His work has been busy recently, and some temporary guard posts have been built in Oak Town, but it is almost impossible for the murderer to escape here, and he is more likely to go to the seaside, or stay in the city.But the appearance still had to be done, the police officers worked overtime, checking all kinds of vehicles entering and exiting.This kind of thing used to make him nervous—the murderer could still come here—but now, work was just work, and here he could relax as at home.

"Help put down the fruit bowl, thank you," Arthur said behind.

The people who were running around hurried over to set up platters of cut fruits.The other person was preparing food for noon, and his appearance looked extremely complicated.Lynn was dizzy looking at the recipe, thank goodness he could figure it out.

Arthur cut the rest of the fruit beside him, his movements were crisp and clean, and the knife skill was almost like an art.Maybe it's the result of two years of honing his culinary skills, maybe he was a master with a knife before.

His fingers are so long, Lynn thought, when he handles the fruit, cuts them open, peels the skin...the movements are so deft, so unbelievably graceful, it's almost distracting to stare at...

The fingers stopped, and Arthur stared at him warily. "What are you looking at," he said.

"I didn't see anything," Lynn said, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"You saw it," said the other party, "you've been staring at my hand, what's wrong?"

"I just think you're good with a knife," Lynn said. "I've known a few professional chefs who aren't that good with a knife."

Arthur wiped the juice from the fruit off his hands, and the air tensed as he stared at him.

"How about we stop discussing my knife skills?" Arthur said. "I thought you'd like to stay for dinner."

"Of course I'd like to stay," Lynn said.

"Then don't stare at me all the time, will you?" Arthur said. "You go and cut up the rest of the fruit, and I'll cook."

He tossed the rag away, and his movements were as sharp and murderous as when ending the life of his prey.

Lin En followed his back for two seconds, thinking to himself, his legs are really long, and then quickly pulled his eyes back.

He didn't want to touch Arthur's sensitive nerves, although he wanted to know the man's secrets very much, and he never gave up on the pursuit for a moment-for example, now that he knew that Arthur's previous life seemed to have left no traces, he seemed to be Out of nowhere.

Those deformed corpses, terrifying mutations and powers, those who don't want to know must be fools without curiosity.

But he didn't want to be unhappy with Arthur, and he didn't like the inexplicable oppression between the two of them just a moment ago, like ink spreading in clear water.

He's just a little out of place.

When Arthur opened the door today and let him in, the moment he saw Arthur, he suddenly noticed that he was really handsome, and at that moment, he seemed to be looking at him with the eyes of the women in the town .

When they talked about him, it was always in a wistful tone, as if they were talking about a great cocktail.At this moment, he suddenly understood that this was probably how they saw him - seeing the curvature of his handsome face, the indescribable elegance of his slender hands and feet, and the clear and focused pupils of his eyes, which made it hard to breathe.His demeanor is restrained and polite, and he always seems to be a thousand miles away.But the conversation was a bit childish, as if he was defenseless.

All this makes one want to go into his life, his soul, to find out.Those foreign accents only intensified and stimulated the urge.

He couldn't help sneaking glances at him all afternoon, which made it difficult to get along normally, especially when Arthur was still sensitive to his attention.When they finished eating, Lynn almost thought that Arthur was going to evict him because he wouldn't let him wash the dishes.But apparently Arthur wasn't impatient enough to wait until he watched him wash the dishes and take out the trash before kicking him out.Lynn figured it was best to be on the safe side, Arthur was so nervous about his secrets that a single misstep could end this strange but pleasant relationship.

He knew what steps such a father would take, and he would not do anything to his own family, because his daughter's affection was obviously important-he would just walk away.At that time, no one will be able to find him in this world again.

And Lynn never wanted that.

Recently, Lynn often works overtime, and the impact of the Cyberjaya case has become more intense. The missing person has not been found. According to Lynn's experience, the victims are more likely to be ill than fortunate.The criminal slips into the dark, and the body hides somewhere in the world until it is discovered by chance, or not found at all.

But people don't want to give up hope just yet.

On Wednesday, the school held a parent-teacher meeting, and Lynn promised to attend.However, in the afternoon, he checked at the sentry post on the edge of the town—checked the cars coming from the direction of Cyberjaya, because there were too many sentries, and he was the only one here at the moment—it was just a half-abandoned road that bypassed the town, Almost no cars came by.

When he was about to go to school, he found that the car had broken down.

Lynn, who can fix the car, quickly decides that it's utterly broken and won't be able to fix it anytime soon, so calls Arthur and asks him to come get him.

The other party simply agreed, the parent meeting is a painful thing, and there will be a small banquet later, the two of them can strengthen their courage together.

When Arthur drove the car over, Lynn was about to change shifts with Donner. He had already said hello and said he would go first, but Donner hadn't arrived in a while, and the kid was late.The phone call just now said that he will be there in 10 minutes.

"I thought you were anxiously awaiting my arrival," Arthur said.

"Donal was a little late. I should have been anxious," Lynn said. "I'm sorry I wasn't in a rush. We'll have to wait a while."

As he said, he went to check a car that was going into the town. Mr. Leno came over. He spent half of the year selling things outside, and he took this road because it was a little closer, and he grew up in the town. Growing up, I have no idea where I can take a short detour nearby.Lynn waved him over.

It's not that he's irresponsible, but that there really isn't any danger at all.

Arthur was waiting for him, and Lynn talked to him about parent-teacher conferences, report cards, and after-school groups. There were almost no cars on this road, but jobs always needed to be held.

At this time, a black car drove around the corner.

Lynn froze for a moment, almost thinking he was dazzled, because it was a Rolls Royce driving over!

Lynn can count the number of times he has seen this super luxury car in his life. It is driving on an abandoned road. It looks like an aristocratic luxury limited edition. The car is dark and does not move Sensual, but enough to express its expensive and rare.

"My God, that's a Rolls-Royce!" he said.

He thought that Arthur would laugh at him and say something like "It's a car, you can be a little bit of something", but Arthur didn't. He stared at the car, and the atmosphere tensed up slightly.Arthur, of course, had never been a friendly man, but Lynn had never seen him like that.

Maybe there was, it was with Arthur that day in the interrogation room, or on the roof.The inexplicable danger comes from another world.

The people in the car obviously saw the sentry post too, the driver stopped the car and poked his head out.It was a prim, middle-aged man in a pen-top suit that looked like it was folded out of paper.Certainly not cheap, and a uniform.

"I didn't know there was a sentry here," he said.

Lynn walked over and said, "Sorry, I added it temporarily."

The windows were filmed, the expensive type that completely blocked the light, and it was impossible to see what was inside from the outside, everything was wrapped in black.

Arthur grabbed him from behind and said, "Let them pass."

Lynn turned to look at him, the man's expression made his heart tighten, as if a catastrophe was imminent.

"What's there?" he said.

"Never mind, let them pass," said Arthur.

There was a moment of silence in the car, apparently some conversation had taken place, and then the driver poked his head out again and said, "We would appreciate it if you would spare this car a security check, the gentleman in the car doesn't want to be seen , and you know that no matter what you're looking for, that man can't be hiding in a Rolls-Royce."

"Sorry, sir, it's my job," Lynn said, "I'm just checking the seats and the trunk, it won't be too much trouble—"

"Let them pass, Lynn!" Arthur said.

At this time, the rear window slowly opened a crack.

An old man was sitting there, and Lynn stared at him blankly. He was very old, so old that it was doubtful that anyone could live to such an old age. What seemed to be deposited in his thin body was pure aging and time.

And his appearance...

It was hard for him to describe how he looked, beyond aging or gender, something horrible oozing out of human flesh, making him weak as dust.It was an extremely deep darkness, far beyond the normal evil of human nature, and something more ancient and terrifying.That made him think of Caviezel for a moment, but that man's darkness was more violent and cheap, and this one, had an unbelievable, terrifying grace.

He heard a small voice behind him. Arthur had been standing far away, and it seemed that he only wanted to get as far away from the car as possible.At this time, he slowly walked behind Lynn.

He whispered in his ear, "Let them go."

"But..." Lynn said.

"We all know that the murderer is a tall man under the age of 30 with a facial disability, not an old man," Arthur said. "Let them go as far away as possible."

"We're just crossing the abandoned road next to the town to get somewhere else," the driver said, "I won't cause you any trouble."

Lin En guessed that the expressway was so tightly sealed that they wanted to go to the semi-abandoned paths around them, but they didn't expect that there was also a sentry here.

He finds it hard to just let it go, he's a cop, and he's one of those cops who gets in a lot of trouble because of excess curiosity, or what his superiors call paranoia.And there was something wrong with this car from top to bottom.

At this time, the old man in the car spoke.

"My God, what do I see?" he said. "On such a deserted path, I saw a young warrior, so good, so brilliant. Come and let me see you, boy."

Lynn realized that he was talking to Arthur, because the murderous aura emanating from the people behind him made him feel the hair on the back of his neck chill without turning his head.

Arthur was born with this kind of temperament and expression, but it was hidden and diluted infinitely in the kitchen, living room or school, until he became a gentle and good father.

Arthur spoke slowly, and he said, "Go away."

The old man grinned, that smile was not kind at all, it was just an old man's shriveled mouth, but it made Lin En feel like he wanted to devour something.The next moment, a... paw stretched out from the car!Black, scaly claws went over him and grabbed Arthur by the collar.dragged him over.

The movement was as fast as lightning. Arthur supported the roof of the car with one hand and stood up, but he was dragged to the window of the car, facing the old man.Lynn pulled out the gun, pulled the safety, pointed at the car window, passed Arthur, and pointed at the old man's forehead.

Arthur raised his arm and opened his hand suddenly, Lynn stopped, he knew it was a "stop" gesture - of course, he just opened his hand, and now he was in a awkward position, but Lynn just knew he talking to him.

He didn't shoot, but the barrel was still pointed at the car, and he didn't see where the claw came from, and the darkness in the car seemed to be part of the old man—he, and the claw, human. The body is just a cover.

"How amazing, a 'knight', you're a 'knight', aren't you, boy? You're strong enough to be promoted," said the old man, reaching out his bony hand from the car and stroking Arthur's hair like a parent Soft as a child's touch. "What are you doing in a place like this? There's nothing here."

Arthur didn't speak, and the man continued, "You haven't used power for a long time, have you? What else can you do without using power? In such a small place, cooking? Shopping? Taking care of children? Talking to a woman Say love? That's all you want to do?" He laughed.

Arthur spoke, this time in a slow and clear voice, as if he was afraid that the other party would not understand, he said, "I said, go away."

The old man laughed, and then he obviously did something, he saw Arthur's body tense up, it was almost convulsive.

Lyn raised his gun and Arthur yelled, "Lynn!"

Lynn's hand was on the trigger, but he didn't press it.

"Are you determined not to use your strength?" said the old man, "but it's no use, boy, as we all know that once the gates of hell are in, they can't come out again."

"I don't think we 'know' anything," Arthur said, "and I'm not much of a kid. You're just a dying loser."

"I'm not a loser, and I'm not going to die," said the old man.

He ran his fingers through Arthur's black hair like he was soothing a child, and everything in the world was under his control.Then he withdrew his hand and retracted completely into the car, Arthur straightened up and looked at him coldly.

"You'll see, boy," said the old man. "We'll meet again."

"No no, we won't," Arthur said.

The old man looked at him gloomyly, and then touched his forehead, which was the gesture of touching a hat in another era. He did look like he came out of another era, but he was still talking and acting, which made people feel horrible And unnatural.

The window closed silently, the black car started and drove in another direction.

Lynn took a step forward, Arthur grabbed him, and the car drove away along the half-abandoned road.Usually no one approaches this road, and it will leave here from the wilderness without alarming others.

Lynn put the gun down slowly and said, "You have to explain it to me, Arthur."

Arthur didn't speak, he walked quickly towards the car, but suddenly staggered, Lynn took a quick step and grabbed him, feeling Arthur's entire weight on him.

He thought he was going to wave his hand away immediately, but Arthur didn't move, he leaned against him awkwardly, and for a moment, it seemed that he was going to collapse.

"What's the matter, Arthur?" Lynn said, trying to wrap his arms around his shoulders. He had never seen Arthur so weak.

At this moment, Arthur broke away from him, seemed to have regained a little strength, and walked back to his car.

"Arthur?" Lynn said.

Arthur slammed his fist hard on the car door.

It wasn't a big move, but it was unprecedented for him.It was as if he was cursing at the old man.

Lynn had never seen him like this before, but he knew what it was like - he was insulted and angry.

But it was only for a moment, and then he opened the car door, got in, and yelled at Lynn, "Get in the car."

Lynn got into the car and Arthur started it and drove down the road.Lynn asked, "Where are we going?"

"Parents meeting," Arthur said.

"That's it? Parent meeting?" Lynn said.

"We're going to be late." Arthur said coldly, the voice could not be described as ice that has been frozen for hundreds of millions of years.

"I thought you'd explain it to me automatically, Arthur," Lynn said, "I saw the claw, I wasn't stupid, I didn't shoot, I let it go because I believed in you. Seriously, I Thinking that the first time you got in the car was to explain to me what happened just now!"

Arthur didn't speak, he turned the car around the curve, the atmosphere in the car was cold and suffocating.A van cut into the lane, and Arthur slammed on the brakes, almost hitting it entirely.

He was accelerating non-stop, and it was indeed a good car, so fast that it made people jump in fear.

"Looking at the way, I don't want to die before I get to school!" Lynn said, "I told Chris that even if there is something to do, I have to wait until the parent-teacher meeting is over."

Arthur didn't speak, his hands were shaking, and Lynn wondered if the old man had done something to him just now.

He felt that he was too crazy, what happened just now was about to explode in his head, but he felt that the most important thing now was to let Arthur not be nervous, relax, and stop acting like he regarded everyone around him as a sworn enemy.

Donna's car drove towards him, and he realized that he left without waiting for him.The other party was horrified when he saw Arthur and their sheriff driving like crazy.

The car missed in an instant, and Lynn put aside the difficult task of turning around and explaining to him, the focus was on the people in front of him.

The car in front slowed down, Arthur slammed on the brakes, and Lynn yelled, "Drive carefully!"

Arthur ignored him.

The green light came on and he started the car.

"Did he... hurt you just now?" Lynn said.

"I'm fine," Arthur said.

"What did he do? I know he hurt you," Lynn said.

Arthur didn't speak, and Lynn stared at him for a while before he said, "A stupid punishment, this little thing can't hurt anyone."

"I let him go, isn't he in any danger?" Lynn said.

"No," Arthur said, "he won't live long, he thought he could, but he won't. And if he's in trouble, it's none of our business."

"Cavizel is the problem," Lynn said.

"He's not that cheap, and the people who will trouble him are much more dangerous than the small town police," Arthur said.

Lynn opened his mouth. There were too many questions, but he couldn't ask anything for a while.There was a sudden silence in the car, and in the silence, only one thought popped up, overwhelming the others.

"He said he'd see you again," Lynn said, "does that make a difference to you? I guess you don't want people to find out you're here." If your secret might be discovered, you ...will you leave?

Arthur didn't speak, and stared fiercely ahead, which was not a reassuring answer.