Before the third commander could stab him with his knife, the door to the living room was suddenly knocked open. As if being bombarded by a missile, the door flew over in one piece.
The dim street lights cast his figure in, and everyone suddenly turned around and saw a tall young man standing at the door, but with an extremely cold face.
As soon as the third commander saw this young man, he screamed fiercely: "Kill him!"
kill?
Who can kill Chuhe?
Who dares to kill Chu He?
How could they have the courage to confront Chuhe head-on when they killed two divine guardians with just one person?
They didn't. So they were doomed to hell.
Chu He slashed one by one, like the scythe of the god of death, ruthlessly harvesting these crazy killers. His chest was full of anger and anger. It seemed that until he killed these people, his anger would not dissipate, and his anger would not be annihilated.
.
During the ten-minute massacre, Chu He's whole body was stained red with blood, and the entire hall was filled with blood. He could slip down from the blood even if he took two steps.
Senbai's bone sword was dyed red with blood, and drops of blood flowed down the sword's edge. Before Chuhe stopped, his eyes were scarlet, and he walked towards the third commander with a cold expression, forcing him into a blind corner.
"You can't kill me!" The third commander held the sword in his hand and pointed it at Chu Hedao. "I am the third commander of the Divine Alliance. Kill me, and the Divine Alliance will cut you into pieces!"
"What a familiar line." Chu He rubbed his right ear and said in a hoarse voice, "Oh. The fourth commander of the Divine Alliance said something similar."
The third commander was trembling all over and looked at Chuhe crawling out of the blood-like river with a blue face. This man was simply a devil, more like a madman!
"But I'm sorry. He's dead."
The third commander retreated continuously, but he slipped on the blood on the ground and fell over.
His whole body was trembling with fear, and he lacked the strength to even stand up. As he crawled back, he roared heartbreakingly:
"Iron Mask! Come and save me!"
"It won't be easy for you even if I die!"
"Please, come to me quickly..."
"I don't want to die..."
Phew!
The bone sword pierced his throat and nailed him to the wall. The scene was bloody and brutal.
After killing this crazy third commander, Chu He quickly came to Qiu Tian, picked him up, pushed away the food on the dining table, and placed him on the dining table.
Qiu Tian's body was twitching violently, and there was so much blood that Chu He didn't know how to start.
There was an emergency medical kit in the car. He brought it in and took out disinfectant, gauze, cotton balls and all portable medical tools that could be used.
But - when Chu He wiped his sweaty head, he found that the blood on Qiu Tian's body still couldn't stop, and kept coming out from various wounds. And his face was extremely weak. He might swallow it at any time.
Last breath.
"No need." Qiu Tian took Chu He's arm and said angrily.
Chuhe stopped abruptly, stared at Qiu Tian with a complicated expression, and said incomprehensibly: "Why? I said, don't mess with these people. At least don't mess with them when your own safety cannot be guaranteed. Why not
Listen? Are you really not afraid of death?"
Qiu Tian gently raised his finger and said with difficulty: "I'm done smoking."
When Chu He heard this, his body trembled slightly. Deep sadness and dejection appeared on his face.
He lit a cigarette and stuffed it into Qiu Tian's lips.
Qiu Tian's injury was too serious.
Not only were his legs disabled, but his chest, back, and even his head were severely injured. He was not dead when Chuhe arrived, and it was purely a willpower that supported him. But Chuhe knew that even if he could be sent to the hospital instantly,
I'm afraid I won't be able to save him.
Inexplicably, Chu He's eyes felt a little sore, and an uncontrollable anger spread from the bottom of his heart.
He asked Wen Renjinghong to call the police immediately.
But after all this time, the police still haven't arrived.
Why don't they come? Are they afraid of something? Or - they don't regard Qiu Tian as one of their own at all?
That's right. How can a police officer like Qiu Tian, who is so disobedient, so determined to have his own way, risking his life to ensure the safety of citizens, be on the same side as them?
"Actually, when I came here, I knew I wouldn't survive." Qiu Tian murmured to himself. "But they are too dangerous. I have reason to suspect that they are a group of people who committed the bank robbery. Such dangerous people are staying in Baicheng.
.How could I not take action? How could I turn a deaf ear?"
"Xiao Chu. Actually, I know that you killed everyone that night. I don't blame you. Really. I also know that Xiao Xia's situation is not safe, and you are most likely here to protect her." Qiu Tian trembled.
He said, "I have killed people. I have no right to accuse you of murder. But what I want to tell you is that I am not stupid, nor am I stubborn, nor am I stubborn."
"You asked me not to pursue the case and not to investigate too deeply. Not only you, but also my boss and the first brother of our police force. Including those senior officials who I have never met and are destined to never have the opportunity to see again in my life, they all stopped me from investigating this case.
I don’t know what their reasons are. Maybe they are in different positions and look at things from different angles.” He seemed to be defending his boss and colleagues.
"But I am a policeman. Xiao Chu, do you know what the role of the police is? To maintain public order and protect the safety of citizens' lives and property. They are too dangerous, how can I do nothing?"
"Maybe you think I'm too paranoid. Maybe you think I'm too stupid for risking my life to fight against these criminals who may not be capable of causing terrorist activities."
"Don't you think it's worth it?"
"No - it's worth it. It's worth it." Qiu Tian vomited two mouthfuls of blood and murmured, his face as pale as white paper. "No one can guarantee that they will not engage in activities that are dangerous to the public and society. I can't guarantee that, you
You can't. And I stopped them and warned them. Even if it costs my life. Even if you don't kill them, isn't it less likely that they will carry out terrorist activities? "
"Not everything you do has to be weighed."
"We shouldn't wait until terrorists commit crimes before we stop and suppress them. In fact, we can do more, right?"
Chuhe was stunned.
Just as Qiu Tian said of him, his thinking was too complicated and he weighed the pros and cons too much.
He stopped Qiu Tian and reminded Qiu Tian simply because he was worried that Qiu Tian would be killed by these people.
But he didn't think about this very simple question from Qiu Tian's perspective. He is a policeman, and he has the responsibility and obligation to prevent crimes from happening. Now that there are clues, why not investigate. Why not do it?
Do we have to wait until the other party commits a crime before taking action?
Chu He's heart was in turmoil, and his eyes looking at Qiu Tian were full of respect and admiration.
"You're right, we shouldn't wait for a crime to happen before taking action." Chu He said solemnly. "We could have done better and done more."
Qiu Tian smiled.
That pale face was full of smiles.
There was expectation in his eyes, deep expectation.
He's waiting for something.
What is he waiting for?
He was waiting for his colleagues. He was waiting for the police officers who were law enforcement officers like him.
He did not believe that his companions who were on the same side as him would abandon him.
They don't have to support him, they can just watch Qiu Tian carry out a mission that is certain to lead to death. But Qiu Tian doesn't believe that they will really do nothing.
Qiu Tian is about to die. He died because of the faith and obsession in his heart. He died because of the inaction of some people. But he still firmly believes that those colleagues who swore to serve the people together with him will not do nothing.
He still has hope.
He still has not given up on this world.
He was harmed by the darkness of the world, but still firmly believed that there was light in the world.
"Xiao Chu, can you light another cigarette for me?" Qiu Tian called softly.
Snap.
Chu He lit a cigarette, and the jumping firelight illuminated Qiu Tian's face. It was as if at this moment, he saw the brave detective again when they first met.
He was so high-spirited at that time that he alone shocked the dozens of armed gangsters. His words could make Li Bazhi put down the gun in his hand. His look could make the wind and water rise.
The dog brother lowered his proud head.
Is it really just because he is a detective with a gun?
No.
Because he is a criminal policeman who deserves everyone's respect. Because he is a good policeman with a noble personality who does not show favoritism or bend the law. Because he is a law enforcement officer who truly serves the people.
The cigarette was held to his lips, and he finally had no energy to smoke anymore.
He didn't close his eyes because he hadn't waited yet.
Is he unwilling?
Don’t believe it?
Do you still believe that there is light and justice in the world?
Wuwuwuwu——
Wuwuwuwu——
A clear siren finally sounded outside the villa. Chu He, with red eyes, slowly raised his head and looked at the flashing police lights outside the window. He lowered his head and stared at the man lying quietly on the table who had dedicated his youth and sacrifices to society and the people.
The old detective of life said in a trembling voice: "Captain Qiu, they are coming."
