"...And what about him? What does he feel about you?"
"...I've been avoiding clarifying the truth about our relationship all this time. I was in constant denial, even painstakingly distorting everything, fleeing to a place full of nothing but pain. So to answer your question, I honestly don't know..." The black-haired agent laughed self-deprecatingly, "...because he's also used to keeping his own counsel, just like the 'Arctic Fox'. I'm not sure what he's truly feeling beneath his playful banter and teasing.
But despite all that, I know one thing for certain: he never hated me."
"Even though you threw him in jail?"
"Yes."
The other party was silent again. After a moment, he opened his mouth, and said in a tone so weird that even the voice changer couldn't hide it, "This crap between you two is out of my hands, but this seems to explain why he refused our help and insisted on staying in prison ...... He has his own ideas- he always has."
He brazenly disclosed his criminal attempt in front of the federal agent, but in this situation, it wonderfully didn't cause a backlash from the latter.
"That's right, he's always had his own ideas, and follows his usual way of doing things no matter what others say." Leo sighed helplessly. "Has he been like that since he was young?"
The person in front of him chuckled, "You wanna dig some information from me? If you want to know about his past, trade it with the details of that incident from two years ago. Find out who were the employer, the middleman, and the target associated with that mission which put us in the desperate situation of being ambushed on all sides. Find out who exactly killed our captain."
Leo immediately replied, "No problem, but don't you think you have to place a deposit first? Don't worry about me not keeping my word since your gun can always follow me, can't it?"
The other party thought for a moment, "I can give you an address first. How much you can find out depends on your ability." He reported an address located in Los Angeles, not far from Orange County.
"That's where we met him. He was just a 15 year-old teenager at that time but he had a pair of unique eyes. In the words of our captain, he was 'born a fighter'."
The mobile phone rang in Leo's pocket. He slowly lowered his one hand, pulled it out and cut off the call then held it up again slowly to show that he had no intention of moving at all-even after such a long conversation, the gun's muzzle was still aiming at his back warily.
"Deal. How about your name and contact information?"
"You can call me 'Phalanx', and you don't need to know how to contact me." The other party said coldly, "When you manage to find something , I will naturally find you. One last question: how long do you want him to stay in prison?"
Leo replied without hesitation, "As long as the law stipulates ."
"Heh! Is this your so-called feelings?"
"Give to Caesar what is Caesar's, give to God what is God's"
"You're setting such clear boundaries, aren't you afraid of your own brain splitting up into nothingness ?" The man taunted, "You're out of your fucking mind."
Leo heard the slight movement behind him, as if the tide in the distance was receding at night. He then knew that the 'Phalanx' had quietly left.
Putting down his sore arm, he dialed back the number that hadn't been able to pick up earlier, "Rob. There was a special situation just now, and it wasn't a convenient time to answer ...... Well, I found the informant, but he's dead."
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Sha Qing
AçãoHe uses desire to ensnare others, he uses blood as temptation, he uses his appearance as a disguise. Like a wolf, he hunts for prey in the shadows. He is among the FBI's most wanted list of serial killers. He lives by his own law, the Lex Talionis...