Tang Erda, who was about to faint from anger, shouted: "Lu Yizhan, let me go! You have no idea how dangerous Bai Liu is!"

Lu Yizhan suddenly became serious: "I guarantee with my life that Bai Liu has never committed a crime in his life."

Tang Erda's eyes were red: "That's all for now. Don't you understand that Bai Liu is a natural criminal?!"

"As long as he is given the slightest opportunity and soil, he will definitely commit an irreparable crime. You are also a policeman, don't you know how to deal with such a person?!"

"…to curb crime, control behavior and observe motives." Lu Yizhan replied after a short silence.

"We can remove the control and observation." Tang Erda's breathing became heavier, and his tone was extremely cold. "In the Bureau of Heresy, we only have one way to deal with extremely dangerous and uncontrollable heretics, and that is to kill them."

After he finished speaking, Tang Erda's arm broke free from Lu Yizhan's control the moment he relaxed his grip.

Tang Er grabbed Lu Yizhan's arm with his backhand and twisted it downwards. Lu Yizhan let go in pain. Tang Er turned around and grabbed Lu Yizhan's neck with his backhand elbow. He swung his left hand and shot Bai Liu who was standing opposite him without hesitation.

With his neck stuck, Lu Yizhang struggled with all his might. He held Tang Erda's hands with both hands, kicked him in the corridor, and used force from his waist to knock Tang Erda over with his gun.

Tang Er's gun went flying, he missed his aim, and the bullet hit the metal wall of the corridor. The sound of the bullets rebounding and Lu Yizhan's heart-wrenching roar came towards Bai Liu: "Bai Liu! Get down!"

The bullet grazed Bai Liu's earlobe and hit the door behind him [0001]. Strangely, there was no sound at all and it fell limply to the ground.

Tang Erda's eyes and movements were filled with blood: "Do you know what you have to save?!"

He exerted force with his hands, and used his index and middle fingers to lock the bone one inch below Lu Yizhan's Adam's apple and lifted it up. Lu Yizhan unconsciously loosened his hands that were holding Tang Erda due to suffocation. Tang Erda's right foot swiftly bent around Lu Yizhan's right arm that was tightly wrapped around him, and he hit Lu Yizhan's head hard with his knee.

Lu Yizhan's forehead pounded, and he was hit by Tang Er, and he knelt on one knee on his occipital bone and was pressed to the ground. He felt that all his front teeth were loosened by Tang Er's strong hit.

Tang Er had indeed held back when he attacked just now. This time, he had no strength to struggle...

Lu Yizhan's mouth was full of sourness, and blood oozed out from the gaps between his teeth that were loosened by the shock, flowed to the ground, and spread on his face.

Bai Liu was blocked in the corridor. Tang Erda raised his gun at him again. Bai Liu calmly held the coin on his chest. He glanced at Lu Yizhan who was controlled by Tang Erda.

——Although he promised Lu Station not to use these monsters lightly, but in the current situation, it is not easy, right?

But when he used it just now, Bai Liu clearly felt that he had consumed a lot of energy, as if his vitality had been drained away, causing him to weaken rapidly. He didn't know what would happen if he used it again...

Lu Yizhang saw Bai Liu holding the coin. He couldn't help but screamed and tried to crawl up by holding on to the floor: "Bai Liu! Don't use that! Don't summon those monsters anymore!"

A black shadow suddenly rushed out from the dark corridor behind him with an extremely fast figure. Tang Erda reacted very quickly. Without hesitation, he swung his hand to shoot the black shadow that looked like a monster, but was interrupted by the black shadow's quick movement. Just as the black shadow was about to steal his gun, Tang Erda was faster than him and hit it with the butt of his gun.

The black shadow was hit directly, and he let out a low "fuck" and quickly retreated into the shadows.

"?!" Lu Yizhan, who was lying on the ground, was startled and screamed, "Didn't I tell you not to summon monsters?"

Bai Liu shrugged innocently: "I didn't, I didn't have time, these [monsters] just appeared on their own."

Mu Sicheng walked out from the shadows. He wiped the blood on his face from the butt of the gun with his thumb, lowered his brows and looked at Bai Liu at the end, very impatiently: "Who do you say is a monster?!"

He had a gun in his hand, aiming it at Tang Erda.

Even with the gun pointed at him, Tang Erda remained calm: "It is you, the thief Mu Sicheng."

As soon as the move of stealing the gun and hooking the hand came out, Tang Erda reacted instantly - this was the standard move of the "Capuchin Thief" under the Bailiu Team. When he was chasing someone, he was hooked by the opponent and his gun was stolen at the first sight.

Then the other party maliciously pierced the gun on his finger and twirled it around, while using the gun that had been taken from his hand to kill all the team members who were chasing him together with Tang Erda.

Another person walked out from the shadows with a gun pointed at him. It was Mu Ke. Liu Jiayi stood next to Mu Ke and looked at Tang Erda with an emotionless expression on her face.

The trader Mu Ke, the little witch Liu Jiayi, the capuchin thief Mu Sicheng——Tang Erda looked around slowly. These were all old acquaintances of his.

————One more core member is missing, and Bai Liu’s [Wandering Circus] will be complete.

Five years later, these guys will be trained by Bai Liu to become the most useful crazy dogs under Bai Liu, and will become the monsters in Tang Erda's memory.

——The thief who could steal his gun with a hook move at a glance, the little witch ranked fourth on the king's ranking, and Mu Ke. When he began to investigate Bai Liu who was hiding behind Mu Ke, this man's accumulated wealth had reached an incredible level.

There is also the craziest team member, the "Ugly Shooter" who personally massacred his entire team in the league game. In real life, he is the son of an arms smuggler. Before entering the game, he was a wanted criminal in the world and had connections with major terrorist organizations.

————It was also this [Ugly Sniper] who, in the very beginning of the timeline, worked together with Bai Liu to kill Su Yang with silver bullets.

But now, nothing happened.

These monsters who would commit all kinds of evil and be omnipotent in the future were still young now. They had not yet grown to the point where they would cause many people's lives to be recorded for their crimes. They had not yet grown to the point where they would make those people he was familiar with kneel down in front of tombstones and cry in pain and despair.

Now, all these evil, monstrous prototypes have been locked up by him in this bottomless cage. He only needs to fire a shot, and the future he is trying to avoid will never come again.

Tang Erda's unfocused eyes moved from the wet and dirty Liu Jiayi, to Mu Sicheng's face with bloodstains and his gun holding posture not quite standard, and then to Mu Ke's hand with a tense expression, pointing the gun at him.

Finally, he looked at Bai Liu who was standing in front of the door of Heresy [0001].

Everyone was no longer the same as in Tang Erda's memory. They were too weak and fragile, as if the killing spree in Tang Erda's memory was just an illusion he made up to comfort himself, but this idea was completely shattered the moment he saw Bai Liu.

Only Bai Liu had not changed. He was still exactly the same as in Tang Er's memories of all the timelines, wearing a very simple and cheap white shirt and dress pants, with a thin figure, and a pair of eyes so black that they didn't reflect light.

Bai Liu calmly lowered his eyes and looked at Tang Erda. His eyes were as dark as the night sky that would never usher in daylight again. He stared at him like the abyss staring at an incompetent hunter.

It was a very strange feeling.

Tang Erda has too many memories. He has lost track of how many timelines he has been through. His mind is filled with so many painful memories that he can hardly remember most of the events.

But it was always those black eyes of Bai Liu that flooded the countless memories in his mind.

Bai Liu is like an indestructible, undefeatable evil god, always in the deepest part of the memory at the end of the story, gazing calmly at Tang Erda with such a smiling look, as if showing him unattainable pity, and saying, you see, no matter how you struggle, you can't get the result you want, and you can't save the people you want to save.

Those who had died countless times reached out to grab Tang Erda’s wrists and ankles, trying to drag him into the abyss and hell. They howled at him miserably—Captain!! Kill him!! Avenge us!!

These memories replayed over and over in every area of ​​Tang Erda's brain that could arouse his emotional feedback, and eventually blended into a gray-black, indistinguishable mixed memory called the hatred of the masses - it was no longer the memory of Tang Erda alone.

It was as if many dead people were living in his mind at the same time, existing around him, all the time, every minute and every second, whispering in Tang Erda's ear with tears and blood on their faces - Captain, why haven't you avenged me yet?

Have you forgotten us?

Have you forgotten the teammates who died for you, forgotten the meaning of your own existence, and forgotten why you embarked on this path?

This kind of non-stop anger that accumulates from everyone reaches its peak the moment Tang Erda sees Bai Liu in each timeline.

It was as if the resentful spirits that had been haunting him uncontrollably possessed him at that moment, roaring hoarsely at Bai Liu, “Why did you do that?!”

Doing such heinous crimes to innocent people, doesn't it hurt you to see these ordinary people struggling so much because of what you brought? !

This is what Tang Erda asked Bai Liu when he first caught him.

He was not as calm as he is now facing Bai Liu. Or rather, Tang Erda was simply unable to remain calm. The only thought in his mind was to shoot Bai Liu to death while he was sitting in the interrogation room.

Nearly two detachments of soldiers died before they captured this gang in the base, and other members of the "Wandering Circus" also captured some members alive.

During every minute and every second of Bai Liu's interrogation, the surviving team members who had returned to the base would receive videos of the captured team members being tortured.

Those team members who were captured alive suffered crimes more terrible than death. While they were suffering the crimes, they were also filmed and sent to the mobile phones or computers of every surviving team member in the base.

Just by watching videos like that, no one would think that surviving was a blessing, whether for the team members who returned to the base or those who did not.

Xiao Chou's face appeared in the video, with square or plum blossom symbols painted on his face with oil paint, a huge tear drop painted with black paint under his right eye, and an exaggerated big mouth outlined in red on both sides of his lips, which was raised happily and grinning.

He mentioned the hair of a team member who was sitting on the torture chair and was tortured beyond recognition, and said that if he wanted your team member, he could exchange him for our boss.

Tang Er could never forget this team member's face even in his dreams.

His uniform was soaked with blood, his whole body was shaking unconsciously, and the work ID on his chest was also stained with blood. One could vaguely see the word "Su", and the rest of the words were all stained with blood.

This team member was held up by Xiao Chou's hair, but his gaze towards the camera was unfocused and completely distracted.

Xiao Chou seemed to suddenly remember something. He grabbed the hair of the team member on the torture chair, and pushed the dying face with drooping eyelids towards the camera. He smiled and said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you the identity of the person being punished this time. This is the deputy captain of the third team, Su Yang."

Su Yang raised his dirty, scarred face with difficulty. Blood was dripping from the wound on his forehead, sliding down his eyes in pieces, all the way to his jaw, and dripping onto the ground.

He seemed to be wounded by Xiao Chou's actions, and the pain awakened Su Yang's remaining consciousness. He looked at the camera dully and said dryly, "Captain, you must stay calm. You can't follow their pace."

Tang Erda was almost unable to think. He stood in front of the video of Su Yang being abused, with a white light mixed with blood in front of him.

He told himself that he must stay calm, stay calm. He cannot lynch prisoners without evidence. He needs to uphold judicial justice. Su Yang was telling him this. Su Yang hoped that he would stick to his bottom line and maintain the final boundary between humans and monsters.

There is no difference between a law enforcement officer who loses his composure and starts abusing prisoners and the clown who abuses his team members.

Tang Erda wanted to kill Bai Liu who was sitting on the chair opposite him and still smiling at him casually.

But the words that Su Yang said to him with blood all over his face turned into an invisible bandage that tied him tightly to the chair, leaving Tang Erda with red eyes, keeping a distance, roaring and questioning Bai Liu, the vicious and extremely evil behind-the-scenes messenger who controlled everything.

Tang Er's forehead was bulging with veins, and he questioned Bai Liu fiercely: "You have enough money and wealth to squander for a few lifetimes. Why do you continue to do such things that hurt others? Just for the sake of profit, you actually smuggled evil into the world!!"

Bai Liu curled up the corners of his mouth, his elbows rested on the armrests of the chair, his fingers clasped in front of him, and silver handcuffs hung on his wrists.

He lazily leaned back in his chair, tilted his head slightly to look at Tang Erda across from him, and repeated Tang Erda's painting with a smile: "Why would I smuggle evil into the world?"

He stood up by supporting himself on the table, leaned forward and looked down at Tang Erda, who was fixed to the chair and unable to move due to some kind of oppression. The coin and the inverted cross pendant slipped out from his shirt on his chest and swayed irregularly in front of Tang Erda's eyes.

Tang Erda put his hands behind his waist vigilantly and looked up at Bai Liu.

Bai Liu lowered his eyes and said, "Officer, why do I want to smuggle evil into the human world? Of course, it's because there are many people in the human world who are buying evil from me."

"I don't do things that don't benefit me, but generally speaking, I am just a link in the evil supply chain. The ones you should really sanction are not me, a smuggler, but those people who greedily buy evil from me. Without them, there would be no me."

Tang Erda held his breath and looked at Bai Liu.

Bai Liu sat back down slowly: "Why don't you punish those people?"

"There are too many of them, right? So many that they make up more than half of the ordinary people you guys want to protect? The law doesn't punish the masses, officer. I understand that."

Bai Liu opened his eyelids and said, "When cigarettes first became popular, many people opposed them, from the government to ordinary people who were aware of the situation. But no matter how high the taxes were, how strong the exclusion measures were, even if every cigarette box was printed with the message that smoking is harmful to health, this substance that can refresh, is slightly addictive, and has great harm to health has become one of the most popular daily entertainment items on the market, providing a considerable amount of tax revenue for most countries in the world."

Bai Liu spoke softly as his eyes glanced at Tang Erda's chest pocket - half of a cigarette box was exposed.

Tang Erda was touched by Bai Liu's casual glance and subconsciously clenched his cigarette box.

"Look, you are also fascinated by this stuff." Bai Liu chuckled and spread his hands. "Sir, don't you think you are hypocritical? You yourself can't resist the charm of cigarettes, how can you ask ordinary people to resist the charm of rose leaf gas? There is no fundamental difference between the two. They are both substances that can refresh, are mildly addictive, and are harmful to health."

"These two things are totally different!" Tang Erda roared back, "Don't switch concepts for me, Bai Liu! I can quit smoking, but quitting these things can be fatal! They will wither!! "

Bai Liu finally smiled happily from the bottom of his heart. He looked at Tang Erda calmly and said, "You know, when cigarettes first became popular, many people told us that it's hard to quit, so don't touch them. Have you seen anyone who can really quit smoking?"

"You are now confident that you can quit smoking. Isn't that just a self-deception to find a sense of security in smoking? Rose stems wither when they quit smoking, so won't you? Won't you feel extremely upset because your condition deteriorates due to the urge to smoke?"

"You will be immersed in this state for your whole life, and you need to fight this addiction all the time. Do you think this can really be considered as being able to quit?"

Bai Liu smiled and looked directly at Tang Erda.

Tang Erda looked into Bai Liu's inattentive black eyes and didn't say a word.

Bai Liu retracted his gaze and continued slowly, "So as long as we can't quit, this thing is just like cigarettes. It can refresh us, increase everyone's productivity, and bring cheap and easy happiness."

"Do you think anyone would reject this? No, profitable capitalists would automatically promote it to increase worker productivity, and eventually it would become something as important as coffee."

Tang Erda's breathing became rapid.

Bai Liu looked at him with sympathy: "As long as this kind of thing spreads, those who are used to it will automatically start to find reasonable excuses for its existence, just like cigarettes. There are many countries in the world where marijuana is legal. Their Christmas gifts are all marijuana. They celebrate the birth of God with this evil item given by the devil."

"They may have thought that this was wrong at first, but now you see them, they have begun to feel that they have the freedom to enjoy these things, that they are nobler than us, and that they are beginning to sympathize with us. I believe you have seen this, Officer Tang."

“Even if you print a label saying ‘Sniffing will kill’ on rose stems, they will just tear it off as if nothing happened and immerse themselves in the fragrance of the roses.”

Tang Erda looked at the red warning words "Smoking is harmful to your health" on the packaging of his cigarettes, his eyes were bloodshot.

"You are not the one who needs to stop me, but these self-degrading humans." Bai Liu whispered softly, "I have already told them to be careful of roses, but they still voluntarily became evil puppets and were willing to wither for it. How can you blame me for this, officer?"

"Captain Tang!" The door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open. A member of the team glanced at the leisurely Bai Liu with an extremely ugly expression. Finally, his eyes fell on Tang Erda's face and said in a harsh tone, "Something happened, come out and take a look..."

As soon as Tang Erda walked out of the interrogation room, the team members outside all lowered their heads as if in silence. Some of them had red eyes and were gritting their teeth.

"What happened?" Tang Erda forced himself to remain calm. "Did they send a new video?"

One of the team members laughed bitterly: "No, it's worse than that, Captain Tang. Our activities to capture the behind-the-scenes producer of Rose Dry Leaf Gas were exposed online, and now... a lot of people have raised the topic and boycotted it."

"Being boycotted...what does that mean?" Tang Erda asked calmly.

"Being boycotted means..." The team member who reported took a deep breath, and his eyes began to redden. "They don't want us to arrest the producers of rose leaf gas. They want to legalize this thing. Many people know the harm of this thing, and more and more people are becoming addicted to the fragrance of this thing..."

"They think the producers are justified and should not be captured by us in such a brutal way. They think the harm caused by this kind of thing is not as great as we say, and on the contrary, it can bring great benefits..."

The team members reported numbly: "Workers can complete their work faster after using it, students can easily get better grades after using it, women can become self-disciplined and beautiful after using it, men can become strong after using it, and the elderly can even get some diseases relieved after using it. Even if this thing has side effects, there is no need to resist it. You still think we are...we are..."

Tang Erda looked over without any emotion: "What do you think we are?"

"They think we are... stopping ordinary people like them from enjoying something that only the privileged class can enjoy. We are... running dogs." The team member gritted his teeth, "Because many people who are considered rich by the public are posting videos of themselves using this perfume online. After the Internet police deleted the videos, the public also spread them privately. We can't stop them at all."

"And these people are still leading the trend, saying that we are ready to stop the production of this perfume at any time..."

Tang Er closed his eyes. "We have issued a statement explaining that many of these so-called wealthy people are actually the prescription buyers and marketers of this perfume. This is most likely their propaganda and marketing method, is it to encourage these ordinary people to make impulse purchases?"

“We got it.” The team member smiled bitterly, “but no one believed us at all.”

"There is another very important reason. Once you start using this perfume, you cannot stop using it. People who have been contaminated are afraid that we will directly stop the factory from producing it, so they start to spray this perfume in public places, semi-forcing others to be contaminated by it... Once contaminated by this perfume, people's judgment will be greatly reduced, as if they are going crazy. They will become irrationally obsessed with this thing and will start to join the team boycotting us..."

"Captain, many people who have been contaminated are sitting in front of the government office, demanding the closure of our department..."

"Captain, they're still sending us videos! What should we do?!"

"Captain, the contaminated team members are starting to wither. Does that Bai Liu really know how to deal with this thing?!"

"Captain..."

"Captain..."

Tang Er's dazed gaze passed over the anxious, fearful, and angry faces of the familiar teammates who surrounded him. He looked all the way in a daze and finally fixed on the calm face in the small window of the interrogation room.

In the small window, Bai Liu turned around and looked at him. His dark, light-absorbing eyes looked at him calmly, smiling, and mouthed to him:

"Captain Tang, does the rose smell good?"

A piercing scream pierced his eardrums, and a team member stumbled over with a computer in his hand: "Captain!! Xiao Chou has started killing people!!"

Tang Erda felt as if he was being fixed in front of the computer screen by a bunch of hands and feet. He almost unconsciously clicked on the small video that was sent to him this time. In the video, Xiao Chou's funny painted face had an exaggerated smile on it. He raised a gun and pointed it at a person lying limp on the ground, covered in blood. He playfully made a sound like the mechanical announcement at the beginning of a game:

"Beat up the team members game, Ready-Go!"

"Bang!" A gunshot hit the palm of the right hand. The man on the ground couldn't help but raise his head, cover his hand and let out a hoarse scream of pain.

"Bang!" Hit the left ankle.

"Bang!" Right hand.

"Bang!" Left hand.

"Bang!" Calf.

Every time the person being hit trembled as if he couldn't control the pain reaction, and it could be felt that he had tried his best to control himself from making any sound or reacting. He didn't want to be photographed and sent in front of these team members, where his pain reaction would cause these team members to shake and suffer.

But halfway through, almost all the team members turned their heads away with red eyes, only Tang Erda, like a madman, stared at the screen without moving his eyes away.

Xiao Chou changed his gun twice before aiming his last shot at the man's head.

Xiao Chou stepped on the back of the man who had been beaten like a piece of rotten meat, grabbed his face by his hair and lifted him backwards, facing the screen with his face with dilated pupils.

Su Yang's usually gentle eyes were now lifeless. His eyelids drooped and his eyelashes were stained with blood splattered from his body. Su Yang, the deputy captain of the Third Detachment, who had always been neat, gentle and reliable, was now extremely dirty. Normally, he would rather endure the pain and take a shower before going to the hospital for treatment.

But now he no longer has that chance.

The only word that could be seen on the work ID on his chest, "Su", was completely stained red by the blood dripping from his face.

"From now on, if you don't release Bai Liu, I will kill one of your team members every hour, starting with him." Xiao Chou laughed and pointed the gun at the back of Su Yang's head.

Su Yang blinked twice very slowly. His dry lips moved, and his breathing was so weak that it could not be seen: "...Don't let him take you away, Captain, you must save those contaminated people."

"Bang---!!"

Blood splattered in Tang Erda's eyes.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Chou is not Lu Yizhang, and Bai Liu is not Bai Liu. Anyone who does wrong in this book will be punished. It is a book that fully conforms to socialist values!