"Haha! Hahaha!"

Jacob's right wrist was still flowing with blood, but he didn't care at all. He seemed to have been pulled off and fell to the ground softly. He lay among the internal organs all over the ground. His sad eyes were staring at Hoden motionlessly, and then he laughed.

Laughing loudly.

The arrogant and sad laughter echoed in the bar, laughing wildly as if no one was around, without resistance or struggle, and just greeted his own ending. The sad and bitter emotions flowed out, and it was a bit cunning, so that the scene became more and more chaotic, and everyone was trying to escape from the scene.

At this time, the other security guards who were still enjoying the wine in a slow manner finally realized and prepared to come forward to help, but were taken out of the door by the crowd. They were rushing out by the crowd without expectation, waiting for the crowd to slowly disperse, and then they made a late debut.

The whole process seems to be very long to describe, but in fact it only takes about ten seconds. Everything happened too quickly. Jacob burst out with the determination to die together. If Guzmin hadn't reacted in time, he wouldn't know what the consequences would be-

Hoden had no idea of ​​Jacob's intentions, but speculated that in the past, it should have been related to poison and should have been a small-scale group attack. I'm afraid that once it succeeded, the audience in the bar would inevitably be able to avoid a disaster.

And Huoden was the first to bear the brunt.

Isa, who was in the crowd, reacted the most quickly. After Guzmin hit the bud, she rushed forward and controlled Jacob.

Isa was also worried that Jacob might have a backhand. After she quickly came to Jacob, she made a lotus-style sealing gesture with her hands, and then she could see a thin layer of blue light covering Jacob, spreading from below her neck to the soles of her feet, locking tightly.

Judging from the breath, it should be the appearance of the thunder element, but Huoden was a little confused about the specific principles.

Hoden wanted to go forward and explore it with some curiosity, but Isa raised her head keenly and stopped Hoden with her eyes, revealing a hint of sharpness between her eyebrows.

Hoden did not try to challenge Isa's authority, and stopped obediently, returned to his original position, and sat down with a honest look on his face.

Isa then withdrew his gaze, then waved his right hand gently, and a halo of white ribbon appeared on his fingertips, quickly wrapping around Jacob's right wrist, creating an effect similar to a bandage, temporarily stopping Jacob's bleeding, otherwise he would continue to bleed and might faint directly.

Is this a skill that everyone knows? Or a skill that is popular but not useful? Or a skill learned in basic training of the security team?

Because of the existence of psychic energy, is the boundary between professions more blurred? Or is it clearer? Or is there any part that breaks Huoden's conventional cognition?

Hoden stared at the scene in front of him and fell into his own thoughts; Isa seemed to be able to feel the temperature of Hoden's eyes. After finishing his movements, he turned his head, but found that Hoden's gaze was projecting towards the corner next to him.

Following Hoden's sight, Isa turned his head again, and then saw Milo who was trying to vomit all his internal organs, and Dimitri, who was in a state of dismay. Both of them seemed to have been hit hard, and now they were in a daze.

They probably didn't expect Jacob to be so cruel.

At this time, the security officers who finally entered the scene also controlled Milo and Dimitri, and they needed their assistance in the investigation.

Jacob did not continue to struggle or resist, his cheeks pressed against the ground, and he smiled wildly. The blood from his right wrist was still slowly seeping out, as if the layer of off-white halo bandage was dyed red. His saliva and snot flowed down in a mess, but his mouth was still repeating:

"Why? Why? Why Why! Why."

Why can Kasan escape punishment when he acts as a mighty person, while Jacob needs to bear the consequences when he reaches justice? Why can Kasan be the evil party be free and easy, while Jacob, as a victim, always sinks into the bottom of his life? Why? Can anyone answer why?

Huoden could clearly see that the light in his eyes was silent little by little, and he was still alive, but he was even more terrifying than death.

It was not until the security officers took all three of them out that the death case finally came to an end.

However, the three survivors may not be able to recover in a short period of time. It is difficult to express who is the perpetrator and who is the victim, which is sad.

The bystanders in the bar became alternative victims.

Vomiting and cursing sounds came one after another, but after experiencing the initial stage of weak legs, people seemed to have recovered. Three layers outside the bar were surrounded by bustling discussions. The bloody scene was still vivid in my mind. Before everyone who experienced the incident could recover, the bystanders could not wait to stir up again.

The entanglement between the victim and the perpetrators, the melon-eating crowd watched the fun, but unexpectedly, the onlooker scene evolved into another scene of harm; then another group of melon-eating crowd came to watch, and the previous melon-eating crowd also became victims, just like reincarnation.

And this cycle seems to be running again and again, with no end until one day, I will become Kasan lying on the ground.

It can be imagined that this case will surely become the biggest topic of discussion on the streets and alleys in the next period of time.

Isa finally controlled the scene, and the rustling discussions were endless, but the melon-eating crowd was really scared and had retreated outside the bar without driving it. The room was gradually quieting down, and the only exception should be the boy.

Patting the dust on the uniform, Isa turned to face the boy. His face hidden under the shadow could not figure out the emotions, and it was difficult to tell whether it was excitement, fear, or numbness. The thoughts in his mind were surging, and then Isa took the initiative to take steps, looking up and down with inquiry in his eyes.

"Thank you for your help. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid this would become a unsolved case again."

Isa took the lead in expressing her gratitude, but received no response.

After thinking about it, Isa continued to add.

"You should know that your behavior is correct. No matter how bad the deceased is, the murderer does not have the right to end the other person's life; it is a good thing that you can reveal the mystery through your own wisdom. Don't take the murderer's random accusations to heart."

The boy in front of him looked like he was only seventeen years old and eighteen years old. He accidentally solved a case, but happened to encounter such a difficult moral dilemma. He not only had to face bloody storms, but also had to face the accusations of the murderer. He was inevitably in a mood fluctuating and might even be in a slump. Isa really didn't want the boy to be hit.

"What a pity." The boy finally spoke.
Chapter completed!