Genius Club-Chapter 268 - 77 Falling Towards VV_3

As astute as Ji Lin,

probably guessed his own plan when he saw that Zhou Duanyun’s name was not on the police’s public announcement.

No wonder...

No wonder Zhou Duanyun took the bait so quickly.

Looking back now,

it’s highly likely that Ji Lin deliberately lured him in!

And the bait Ji Lin used to entice Zhou Duanyun was not merely the criminal evidence he held against Zhou Duanyun but also this psychologist’s report on himself!

It was a plan with two birds, one stone...

He could lead Zhou Duanyun into the trap for himself,

and also remind himself to retrieve the psychologist’s report.

"It seems, Ji Lin did it on purpose, deliberately falling into my trap,"

Lin Xian felt an inexplicable discomfort.

Just now at the Public Security Bureau, he wondered why the plan went so smoothly, so efficiently.

It turns out...

it was Ji Lin who was deliberately cooperating with him.

Ji Lin said he owed him a life, probably referring to the time he planned to kill himself.

And the repayment he gave him... was his own life, using it to help him draw out Zhou Duanyun.

This was also a gamble for Ji Lin.

He surely wasn’t certain Zhou Duanyun would kill him, but the possibility existed, hence he prepared for any eventuality by making a will in advance.

This accorded with Ji Lin’s style.

He always did this, planning everything so tightly, considering all circumstances.

Perhaps, according to his original intention, he could have delivered Zhou Duanyun to me clean and neat.

Unfortunately...

Though Ji Lin won the bet this time, it was a pyrrhic victory; he drew the short straw and was killed by Zhou Duanyun’s gunshot.

"Ah..."

Lin Xian heaved a sigh, out of the blue.

Not for Ji Lin.

But because he felt all the recent events,

the death of Xu Yun, the death of Tang Xin, Catch Me If You Can, the death of Zheng Chenghe, the deaths of Ji Lin and Zhou Duanyun,

so many lives lost, so many living souls, all the blood spilled eventually converging into...

nothing more than a dark red invitation...

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Lin Xian’s hand touched some writing on the back of the note.

He picked up the note again,

turned it over,

and on the bottom left, written were three equally delicate yet deeply etched words—

[I’m sorry]

...

...

...

Zing!

In New Donghai City, at the entry checkpoint, beside the garbage truck,

Lin Xian swiftly slit the male inspector’s throat, bleeding him out.

By now, he had become very proficient.

Not only could he guarantee a fatal blow, but he could also precisely control the direction of the blood spray so that not a drop touched the inspector’s uniform, ensuring that when he put it on later, it would be comfortable and not sticky.

Today, in the office, Lin Xian was simply too tired.

He didn’t even bother going home.

He just locked the office door from the inside, went to the rest area, and fell asleep.

In his dreams, like a robot acting according to a script, he numbly found CC, joined the Lian Gang, sneaked into the garbage field via a human ladder, hid in the garbage truck, cracked the password door, and arrived at the checkpoint with CC to ambush and assassinate the male and female inspectors.

He couldn’t even remember how he had come this far.

Just like that, he had made his way here.

Even the cut on the male inspector’s neck had been a reflexive action.

Like a machine.

A machine without feelings.

Thud.

As the blood ran dry, Lin Xian threw the male inspector’s body to the ground and started stripping off his uniform.

That’s when he noticed a different gaze.

He looked up.

CC was standing there, motionless, watching him.

"What’s wrong?"

Lin Xian looked at her.

CC just stared at him quietly, her eyes flickering with avoidance, but eventually, she pursed her lips and said softly,

"This afternoon, in the small woods behind Lee Cheng’s house, you told me you were not VV."

"Of course I’m not," Lin Xian replied casually. "You yourself said I couldn’t possibly be VV, didn’t you?"

"But…"

CC looked at Lin Xian:

"[The you now, really resembles VV.]"

Heh.

Lin Xian couldn’t help but laugh.

He tossed the dagger aside and turned to look at CC:

"I know what you want to say. You told me before that VV is cold-blooded, heartless, cruel."

"So... you think I was like VV just now, killing without emotion, and that’s why you said I resemble VV—"

"No, that’s not it." CC shook her head, interrupting Lin Xian:

"It’s not because of this; it’s the expressions on your faces, the vibe they give off..."

"They’re identically melancholic..."

Lin Xian looked at CC, puzzled.

He turned to look at the window of the garbage truck beside him. In the glass, his own reflection slowly turned to face him—

It was a face...

familiar,

yet alien,

and sorrowful.