The End of the Night (12)

Meng Siqi rushed downstairs to room 302, opened the door and found that the lights were on and no one was inside. She vaguely felt that Lu He was at home.

"Ring, ring, ring..." Suddenly the phone in the living room rang and Meng Siqi hurried to answer it.

Lin Tao's voice came from the other side: "Captain Lu, are you home?"

"Brother Lin Tao, I'm Meng Siqi. I just arrived at Team Lu's place and he doesn't seem to be here."

"Xiao Meng, quickly find the route team. Meng Tingzhe has set out on a rainy night, and Shuangxi and Yunfeng are following him now."

Meng Siqi's heart sank. No, this case had nothing to do with Meng Tingzhe. She hurriedly said, "Brother Lin Tao, don't worry about Meng Tingzhe for now. Let's go to Xingfu Road now.

"Happy Road?"

"Yes. Xingfu Road in Fuping District."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Siqi called out "Lu He" a few more times in the house, and then she walked towards the bedroom with unnatural steps.

There was a rapid breathing sound in the room, and she quickly looked for the source of the breathing sound. It turned out that the breathing sound came from the closet in the bedroom.

Could Lu He be in there? Meng Siqi opened the cabinet door cautiously and was stunned.

Lu He curled up in the cupboard, his whole body felt cold. She seemed to remember Lu He's childhood. Lu He's mother was the fourth victim of the Red Lacquer Serial Murder Case. When his mother was killed, Lu He was hidden in the cupboard. This was a shadow that haunted him for the rest of his life.

She squatted down and hugged Lu He's head distressedly, "Lu He, Lu He, what's wrong with you, Lu He?"

"Siqi..." Lu He said weakly, "Hold... hold..."

Meng Siqi picked up his entire body and held his head tightly in his arms.

She could feel his body getting cold and her body temperature was gradually dissipating. After a few minutes, Lu He's arms moved and he took the initiative to hug her waist.

After a while, Lu He slowly recovered and his face regained its normal color.

"Lu He, Zhao Yuting is missing. It is very likely that the murderer of the Hongzhuang case has appeared!" Meng Siqi reminded.

"What?" Lu He raised his head suddenly, "Then let's set off immediately, Siqi."

Lu He quickly got up, picked her up again, picked up the walkie-talkie and flashlight, "There's a police car downstairs, we'll leave immediately."

Meng Siqi followed Lu He out the door. It was raining heavily outside and the cold wind was raging. Meng Siqi felt cold all over, but she didn't care at all.

"Siqi, I'll drive the car, wait a moment." Lu He ran into the heavy rain and ran to the police car.

Meng Siqi also rushed into the rain, and after Lu He opened the door, she also opened the passenger door.

The car drove out of the community immediately. Lu He turned on the intercom and contacted Luo Xiaoguo.

"Road team, we will rush to Xingfu Road in Fuping District immediately. Don't worry, the murderer of the Hongzhuang case will not escape this time."

"Okay, keep in touch."

After putting down the walkie-talkie, Lu He accelerated the car. The car window glass was severely corroded by rain, and the wipers scraped it with difficulty. Meng Siqi felt uneasy. She felt that the murderer was not near Xingfu Road, and the murderer should have taken Zhao Yuting to a very secret place.

For some reason, the scene from this time never appeared. She remembered that she found the murderer after thirty years, so why did the murderer's scene not appear?

She raised her left arm and pulled back her sleeve. On the white skin on the inside of her arm was a blurry red birthmark. She was convinced that this must be a clue to the murderer.

But why couldn't she understand it, and didn't she get any new pictures.

She clearly remembered that it was those files that gave her the images, but why couldn't she produce images after she found the murderer? Could it be that Zhao Leiting, the director of the Municipal Bureau, didn't receive her letter 30 years later? Or did she make a wrong analysis, resulting in the real murderer not being found?

No, Meng Siqi believed in his own judgment. Maybe he just needed to wait a little longer and the picture would appear.

But after waiting for more than ten minutes, Meng Siqi did not receive any information in his mind. At this point, Zhao Yuting should have been kidnapped by the murderer, and might have been putting on makeup.

This is the fifth time. Is she going to continue to face failure and go back thirty years to try again for the sixth time?

She hated this cycle. Although she felt everyone's warmth towards her this time, this ending was not what she wanted. She wanted to end the cycle and find the real truth.

She tried to see something in the red birthmark on her arm, but there was nothing.

She suddenly thought of a way and took out the scalpel from the car's glove box. She remembered that she had used this scalpel to carve the "Crane" pattern on Lu He's police badge. She knew that if the murderer could not be caught this time, Lu He would eventually die.

She made up her mind and used a razor blade to carve words on the red birthmark. Cut after cut, blood was dripping. She was trembling with pain, but she gritted her teeth and endured it, fearing that the sound would be heard by Lu He...

Lu He was driving with great concentration, and as if he noticed something was wrong, he tilted his head slightly. He suddenly found that in the dim light, Meng Siqi was lying in the seat with a pale face, as if he had experienced great pain.

"Siqi, what's wrong with you, Siqi..."

Lu He desperately pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Meng Siqi said weakly, "Lu He, leave me alone, drive!"

Lu He turned on the roof light and suddenly found that Meng Siqi's left arm was covered in blood, and she was holding a bloody knife in her other hand.

"What are you doing?" Lu He took her hand. The red birthmark on her arm was cut by her with a knife. In the blood, he saw four bloody words, "Who is the murderer?"

Lu He was heartbroken. He thought Meng Siqi must have been under too much pressure, which led to her suicide. He immediately picked up her arms, put his mouth on them, and licked the blood on them with his mouth.

While licking her, he said, "Siqi, there is gauze in the car. I will bandage you first."

Meng Siqi closed her eyelids, feeling Lu He's attentive care, the warmth brought by his soft tongue tip, and the way he carefully tied the gauze.

But she felt sorry for them and that she might lose them again this time.

A teardrop rolled down the corner of her tightly closed eyes. She slowly opened her eyes and looked into the night sky, her eyes red as bloodshot.

"Siqi, don't be sad, we will definitely catch the murderer." Lu He comforted her while bending down to bandage the wound.

Yes, the murderer will definitely be caught, but after five recurrences, she still hasn't gotten out of the cycle.

What is the meaning of her returning again and again?

Suddenly, the rain in front of her eyes seemed to stop.

The crystal raindrops no longer fell, but slowly rose upwards, turning into balls of light, flashing a new picture.

She had waited so long for this moment that the corners of her mouth curled up.

In the picture, she saw with her own eyes that the murderer took Zhao Yuting to the Great World Billiard Stadium. New pictures flashed, which were pictures of her investigating the murderer thirty years later. Those pictures indicated that she had found the real murderer!

But she was shocked, she had no idea of ​​the identity of the real murderer. Maybe thirty years later, she will be shocked again, but the investigation results and evidence will not lie to her, the real murderer, the real white-faced man, will appear.

Meng Siqi's eyes were filled with tears. As Lu He was tying the gauze tightly, she shouted, "Lu He, hurry up, the Great World Billiards Arena, the murderer is right there!"

"Great World Table Tennis Arena?" Lu He was stunned for a moment, but immediately responded, "Okay, let's go now."

Lu He started the car and the intercom rang. Lu He issued an order: "All police forces, surround the Great World Table Tennis Stadium with all your strength!"

In the dark night and heavy rain, seven or eight police cars came speeding from different directions towards the Great World Table Tennis Stadium.

Meng Siqi became increasingly nervous, because she knew that she was about to face the murderer head-on. That was the name and the truth she had been searching for over and over again for the past thirty years, and today was the day that all this should come to an end.

For thirty years, she could no longer continue to participate in the cycle, and Qiqi from that world should not enter the cycle either. Yu Ting could no longer be harmed, and Lu He could no longer die. She had to end all of this, and she had to end the darkness!

Soon, seven or eight police cars arrived almost simultaneously and surrounded the Great World Billiards Stadium. This place of sin was surrounded by red and blue flashing lights. Lu He issued an order: "There are hostages inside, everyone be careful!"

"Got it!" The voices of Luo Xiaoguo and a team of members were heard, as well as the voices of Feng Shaomin and Tang Xiaochuan.

All the police officers got out of their cars wearing raincoats and stood by. Luo Xiaoguo's car was nearby. He ran over and handed Lu He a pistol, "Your gun, Captain Lu."

Next, all Lu He needs to do is give an order and all the police officers will rush into the billiard hall immediately to put an end to everything.

Meng Siqi became more and more nervous, but fortunately Lu He was by his side, and red and blue lights kept flashing on his calm face.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a loud gunshot tore through the rainy night.

Lu He suddenly hugged her and pushed her to the side. The two of them crashed into the front fender of the car, but Meng Siqi didn't feel any pain because Lu He held her tightly the whole time.

At the same time, the side door glass of their car was shattered by bullets.

The bullet should have been aimed at her just now. Lu He took her to the other side of the car for cover. Feng Shaomin's voice came over the intercom: "There are gangsters on the roof of the billiard hall, with guns!"

"Everyone take cover!" Lu He said, "Where's the sniper? Where is the sniper!"

"Captain Lu, I'm a sniper. My vision is poor on a rainy night. I'm afraid I can't hit the target."

Meng Siqi was very anxious, but she had to stay calm. She vaguely remembered that the gangster on the roof was another member of the "Twin" criminal group. He was watching and protecting the real murderer. She hurriedly said, "Lu He, there is a way. I will talk to the gangster and you will find the right opportunity to beat him."

Meng Siqi opened the car door and took out the loudspeaker. Lu He pressed the loudspeaker in her hand and said, "Are you crazy, Siqi? You want to stand in the front? What if the gangsters hit you?"

Lu He seemed to have noticed her idea. She wanted to step out of the cover and expose herself to the criminals, provoke them to show up, and then shoot them when they made a move.

Meng Siqi did have this idea. In this situation, she had to make a decision, otherwise Zhao Yuting in the house might be killed, but she also had to ensure her own safety.

"No," she replied, "We can't see each other now. I just want to attract his attention with my voice. When he opens fire, you shoot. Don't worry, I know what to do. There's no time to rush. You're the best shooter here."

Lu He shook his head. Meng Siqi urged him again, and he finally nodded with difficulty. Perhaps there was no better way now, or he simply had no time to think of a strategy.

Meng Siqi raised the loudspeaker and stood on the inside of the rearview mirror, exposing half of her body. In fact, she had to do this regardless of whether the criminals would hit her or not. After five reentries, she had already made the worst plan. As long as allowed, she could exchange everything for her life.

She shouted loudly, and the red light of the loudspeaker flashed in the rainy night with her voice: "Listen up, people on the other side, you are surrounded. I know who you are! You are the real white-faced man! The mastermind behind the Seattle club! The real murderer of the Red Makeup Serial Murder Case!"

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out from the roof opposite.

Snap! The loudspeaker in Meng Siqi's hand was smashed to pieces, sparking in the rain.

At that moment, Lu He's gun also fired! Bang - the bullet pierced through the rain, through the night, and through all obstacles!

The gangster on the rooftop fell down! He fell from the rooftop!

"The gangster was killed!" Luo Xiaoguo shouted.

Lu He's broad hand suddenly touched her face. Meng Siqi was slightly startled. She slowly turned her head to look at him, only to find that his eyes were full of tears. He was confirming whether she was injured.

"I'm fine," she replied.

"Lin Tao, check the body, everyone else follow me into the house! Action!" Lu He shouted the order!

The group rushed into the billiard hall in the rainy night. Meng Siqi followed Lu He all the way and rushed into the billiard room quickly.

There was a dim light inside. Zhao Yuting was lying on the billiard table in the middle. Her clothes were not cut open. She probably didn't have time to put on makeup yet.

There was a man in a raincoat standing next to the pool table. He turned around slowly, neither hurried nor slow, and faced the black muzzles of guns without seeming to panic.

A black raincoat wrapped his entire body, a rain hat also covered his head, and on his face he wore a white mask, also a white mask with a smiling face.

"Raise your hands!" Lu He raised his gun and shouted, "Otherwise I'll shoot!"

The white-faced man slowly raised his hands, put his right hand close to his face, and slowly lifted the white mask.

At that moment, Lu He was stunned on the spot, the trigger in his hand froze instantly, he never thought...

(The murderer will appear in the next chapter. You can guess who it is before reading the next chapter...)