American comics: I am full of martial virtues and I love to be kind to others

Lisa's body trembled and tears poured out again. She held her head, her voice hoarse and painful, "I know...I know, but I can't do it. The money I owe is because of my mistakes, I have to take responsibility. I can't let you take this for me."

"Responsibility does not mean destroying yourself." Lynn spoke, his voice low but powerful. "You did something wrong, but you still have a chance to correct it. Those people will not cause trouble for you anymore, but if you continue to choose the same The road will only be worse.”

Lisa looked up and looked at Lynn, her eyes full of contradictions and pain, "What else can I do? I lost my previous job, I had nothing left. I was like a useless person."

"You're not a waste." Kate grabbed her hand, his tone firmly almost commanding, "You're Lisa James, my friend, a talented designer. You're just going the wrong way, but you're still You can look back. You have to stand up and find yourself again."

"Retrieve yourself again..." Lisa murmured, her eyes confused, "But where do I start?"

Lynn stood aside, his eyes calm, but his voice had a rare warmth, "Start by finding a serious job. Even if it's a little hard work, as long as you are willing to start, there will always be a solution. Kate will help you, I'll help you too."

Lisa looked at Lynn, her eyes filled with doubts and hesitation, "Why do you do this? I've made myself a mess, why are you willing to help me?"

"Because you are my friend." Kate's voice was filled with strong emotions, and her eyes were filled with tears, but she didn't let it flow down. "I won't watch you ruin yourself. I may not have I discovered your problem earlier, but now, I will never let you face these alone again.”

Lisa's tears finally burst out from her eyes. She threw herself into Kate's arms and sobbed like a helpless child, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I really don't know what to do..."

Kate patted her back gently, his tone softening, "It's okay, Lisa. We'll work it out together. You're not alone."

Lynn looked at this scene and his eyes gradually softened. He didn't say much, but just walked to the window silently and looked at the lights in the distance. He knew that Lisa's road was still long, but at least, she had taken the first step.

After a while, Lisa finally calmed down. She wiped the tears from her face and looked at Lynn and Kate with a long-lost firmness, "I will give it a try. I don't know if it will succeed, but I will give it a try."

Kate smiled, his eyes flashing, "That's enough. You just need to start and let's figure out what's left."

Lynn nodded, "This is a new beginning, Lisa. But you have to remember that change is not achieved overnight. Every step is important."

Lisa took a deep breath and nodded, "Thank you...really, thank you."

Lynn and Kate looked at each other, and they both breathed a sigh of relief from each other's eyes.

A few days later.

The plane slowly slid into the apron, and Lynn leaned on the back of the chair, took a deep breath, trying to calm down the fatigue of the journey. Kate sat next to him, flipping through a travel magazine, but his eyes were not between the lines. Outside the window, the Manhattan skyline is blurred on the cabin window, like a restless oil painting.

"Do you think our trip is worth the ticket price?" Kate asked with a smile, with a little teasing in his voice.

"Of course, if you don't count your crazy shopping." Lin En raised her eyebrows and curled her lips.

Kate snorted pretending to be disdainful: "You don't understand fashion investment at all."

The two packed their carry-on luggage and got off the plane with the crowd. As soon as I walked out of the terminal, a cold wind blew towards me, making people wake up a little instantly. Lynn touched his coat pocket, habitually took out his cell phone, ready to call a taxi. At this moment, the screen of the phone lights up - a missed call reminder and several text messages appeared on the screen.

"Work is here again?" Kate noticed the change in Lynn's expression.

Lynn nodded, opened the message, frowned slightly. The sender was his partner Carter, and the text message was short but meaningful: "Serial cases, five deaths, and the details were terrifying. Location: Downtown Manhattan. You need to be present immediately."

Kate saw the clues, his tone was light but he was worried: "It seems that our holiday is really over here."

"Sorry," Lynn said softly, but hesitated to call Carter.

"You finally answered!" Carter's voice was anxious, "In the five cases, there was no connection between the deceased, but the method of committing the crime was extremely cruel. The murderer's signature was left at the scene of the crime - a painting on the wall Red rose on it.”

Lynn frowned: "Did the murderer leave any trace?"

"It's still under investigation, but there's a survivor who said she's seen the murderer's face." Carter paused, "She's in the hospital, but she's in a very unstable state."

"Send me the crime scene." Lynn turned to Kate after hanging up the phone, and his tone became serious: "I have to go to the scene, I might be back late."

Kate raised his eyebrows, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes: "You wouldn't expect me to stay home obediently, right? Serial murders are the big news of my career!"

Lin En knew that she couldn't persuade her, so she had to sigh: "Okay, but you have to agree not to interfere in the investigation."

Kate raised his eyebrows, did not agree or refuse, but quickly stopped a taxi: "Let's go, my inspector."

As night falls, Manhattan's neon lights embellish the streets in colorful colors. The taxi rushed all the way and soon stopped outside the cordon. Police cars flashed with dazzling lights, several officers maintained order around them, while Lynn and Kate walked straight through the crowd and headed towards Carter.

"It's finally here." Carter came forward and handed Lynn a document with a tired look on his face. "This is the preliminary report of the case. The deceased are five citizens with no obvious connections, including a lawyer and a housewife. , a bar waiter, an unemployed vagrant and a college student. Everyone was killed alone, but the technique was the same - a fatal knife wound and a carotid artery was cut open. What's even more strange is that the body of each deceased was placed in a kind of It seems to be carefully designed poses.”

Lynn looked through the report and asked in a deep voice: "Where is the witness? How is her current situation?"

"I'm still in the hospital, my psychological trauma is severe and I can hardly speak. The doctor said her nerves were on the verge of collapse." Carter rubbed his eyebrows.

"Where is the surveillance at the crime scene?" Lin Neng continued.

"It's all destroyed, no video records." Carter smiled bitterly, "We don't even know how the murderer accurately avoided the patrol team."

Lynn pondered for a moment, looked up at Kate: "You'd better stay here and not get close to the crime scene."

Kaite nodded, but quickly took out the recorder and notebook, and walked straight towards a young policeman standing outside, apparently starting his own "interview". Lynn shook his head helplessly and took Carter into the blockade line.

The crime scene is located on the top floor of an abandoned apartment, and the air is filled with a scent of corrupt blood, which is disgusting. On the wall, a bright red rose pattern looks weird and vivid under the dim light. The dead body was placed in a strange position—the arms crossed and the legs were straight, as if an absurd ceremony was being performed.

Lin En squatted down and carefully observed the wounds of the corpse, noting that the knife marks were neat and showed extremely high skills in committing crimes. He touched the ground around the body with his gloves and found a subtle shoe print.

"The shoe size is not big, the murderer may be a woman." Lynn analyzed in a low voice.

"Female?" Carter was obviously a little surprised. "Are you sure?"

Lynn nodded: "The knife skills are accurate and the movements are quick, and this characteristic usually means professional training. In addition, the size and depth of the shoe prints are not in line with the characteristics of adult men."

Just then, a technician came over and handed Lynn a sample: "We found a small amount of blood near the body, but preliminary analysis showed that it was not a victim."

"Maybe the murderer was injured." Lynn stood up, "let the forensic doctor confirm the DNA as soon as possible to see if the matching record can be found."

Kat nodded and was about to leave, but Lynn's cell phone rang again. This time, the caller was a doctor from the hospital.

"Inspector, there is something you must know." The doctor's tone was quick and low, "The survivor just woke up, but her description was very bizarre... She insisted that the murderer's eyes were red and that she saw the murderer. She was wearing a coat covered with rose embroidery. "

"Red eyes?" Lynn frowned. "Has she mentioned other details?"

"She also said that the murderer had a weird smile on his face when he was killing, like... it was like enjoying it all."

After hanging up the phone, Lynn fell into a brief meditation, then turned to Carter and said, "We have to go to the hospital, right away."

Seeing Lynn and Carter leave in a hurry, Kate quickly put away his notebook and chased after him: "What's the clue?"

"A witness just woke up, maybe it could provide us with a breakthrough." Lynn speeded up when he answered.

The atmosphere in the car was extremely solemn. Kate secretly observed Lynn's expression and found that the veins on his forehead were beating slightly. This is a unique expression when Lynn thinks, which usually means he has some guesses, but these guesses are not easy.

In the hospital ward, witnesses were curled up in the corner, holding their hands tightly, and their bodies trembled continuously. She looked up and saw Lynn, a glimmer of hope flashed through her eyes, but was quickly covered by fear.

"Don't be afraid, let's help you." Lynn tried to calm his voice, "Can you tell me what the murderer looks like?"

The woman swallowed, her voice trembling: "She...her eyes were red like blood. Her coat had many roses on it...she smiled horriblely, as if...it seemed to be enjoying it all."

Kate listened carefully, and countless questions emerged in his heart. Red eyes? Rose pattern? These descriptions are too bizarre and even a little unreal. However, Lynn's expression became heavier.

He stood up and whispered to Carter: "It's not like an ordinary serial murder case, the killer's behavior and motivation reveal a sense of ritual."

"You mean..." Carter hesitated, "maybe this is some kind of faith killing?"

"It's not certain yet." Lin En said in a deep voice, "but we need to find out the identity of the murderer as soon as possible, and there is not much time left."

Kate stood on the corner of the street outside the crime scene, staring at the busy figures inside the cordon, and took a deep breath of the cold wind. She knew that she could not get first-hand investigative information like Lynn, but she could use the method of a reporter to dig out clues hidden in the case.

Kate took out his small notebook and recorder he carried with him and quickly walked towards a middle-aged man standing by the street smoking. His coat was open, his fingers were shaking slightly, and he seemed to have been standing in the cold wind for a long time.

"Sir, can you delay a few minutes?" Kate spoke politely, his voice soft and firm. "I am a reporter for the Manhattan News. I want to hear your opinion on this case."

The man was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment before whispering, "I don't know what I can tell you... But that night, I did hear some strange movements."

Kate immediately turned on the recorder and nodded to encourage him to continue: "Can you describe it in detail?"

The man took a puff of cigarette and his eyes drifted to the distance: "It's midnight, I just came back from get off work from the bar. When I walked to this street, I suddenly heard the screams of a woman coming from the upper floor. The sound was sharp and short. It was as if it was cut off. I was frightened, but I didn't dare to get close, but just looked at it from a distance... I saw a shadow, vague, as if it was a woman, but her movements were ridiculously fast, and in a blink of an eye It's gone."

"Are you sure it's a woman?" Kate asked, trying to grab something from it.

"I can't see clearly, but her outline doesn't look like a man." The man took the last sip of cigarette and snatched out the cigarette butts. "Also, the coat she was wearing faintly reflected some light... It seemed that there was a Embroidered patterns.”

Kate's heart tightened, and the "rose coat" mentioned by Lynn appeared in front of him. She suppressed her excitement and continued to ask, "Do you remember other details? Like her height, body shape, or...face?"

The man shook his head: "I can't see clearly, but when she left, her back was thin and tall, and her movements were very flexible."

Kate thanked me solemnly, quickly wrote down the information, and walked towards another small convenience store nearby. The owner is an old lady over 60 years old and is fiddling with a cash register behind the counter. Kate smiled and handed out the press card, while speaking, "Hello, I'm investigating a case that happened nearby. Have you ever heard of the situation that night?"

The old lady frowned and looked at her vigilantly: "The police have asked, and I have nothing to say."

Kaite said that he understood, but did not give up: "I just hope to record the voice of the community and tell everyone what is going on here, and maybe it can help the case solve as soon as possible."

These words seemed to touch the old lady. She hesitated for a moment and whispered, "That night, I was resting upstairs. At about one o'clock in the morning, I heard a burst of rapid footsteps outside the door, as if someone was running. I went through Looking out through the window, I saw a black shadow flashing by, and my movements were not as fast as an ordinary person.”