"Shut up, shut up, shut up !!!" Dexter yelled suddenly and exhausted. "Why do you do this ?! If I forget, why do you force me to remember again? Isn't it too selfish for you to do this?"

Dexter's words confuse my original smooth breathing for a moment, and under his questioning, I finally managed to calm myself down. I answered him with a smile, word by word: "Yes, I'm just too selfish. But what then ?!"

"You, adopted by that **** policeman, have a group of false family members. How could you know that when I finally controlled myself to deceive those white coats and leave the tomb isolated from the world. But found these The only psychological pillar of the year, my blood brothers and sisters, have completely forgotten how I feel? "

I finally couldn't bear the loss of control in front of him, the part of Brian's body that was madly clamoring for his pain. But I still smiled gracefully, with a soft tone. Although only I know how much truth is in this smile. "We stayed in the blood pool for three days at that time. The stupid police officer, headed by your adoptive father, didn't find us until those blood had condensed into two centimeter-thick blood pupae."

"You were taken away, just at the scene of this crime scene. Because the so-called experts believe that you have not yet reached the age of the note. So you will gradually forget about this matter, and will not affect you later. Life makes an impact. "My uncle laughed loudly, and it seemed that the words were no longer controlled by myself, but Brian. The real Brian was talking.

"What a ridiculous conclusion? Look at you now! What's the difference between me who was judged crazy at the time ?! There isn't even any better than I am now. Lost that Harry policeman The long blessing is also because he forced you away from my arms so compulsively, so that I still can't forget every scene I had! "

"So, in revenge for me who forgot all of this ... did you approach me deliberately and force me to think of all of this?" Dexter's voice was a bit disheartened, and he looked at me as if under the moon Like the ghost, lifeless.

"Ha, is this what you understand about all this I made?" I suddenly had a poor impulse that had been replaced by me and gradually disappeared in me. "Did you really never love in your heart? ... As long as it disappears from your memory, you will never feel it again, right?"

"What is left in me, the one that was sealed up more than ten years ago, the love of you, a four-year-old little Brian. He forced me to do all this for you ... in the end, what do you think is the revenge?"

"Antisocial personality has no love. It is clear that you should also know very well." Dexter's tone suddenly became low, he no longer trembled, but flung away me and covered him. The hands on the back of the hand, holding their fists slowly stood up. "You're just selfish and don't want to bear all this alone ..."

I looked at him and looked down at me from the top down, and said lightly, "Even if I don't tell you all this, what's the difference between your previous mental state? The previous you, obviously, are the same as me The monster that is unparalleled, but blinded by his eyes, thinks that he is the only demon in this world. I just let you see more clearly. "

"Look at you in this world that is just like **** to us. You are not the only monster. I am your brother, aren't you? Then let me teach you, when faced with the inner devil, in addition to being terrified Beyond Gu Gu's control, you can still control it ... "I smiled and stared at Ruxter's bloodshot eyes.

"Trauma can be relieved ... you don't really have to be a terrible bloodthirsty hunter. Sheriff Harry is too underestimated, the Morse family will not ... uh ..." My eyes suddenly turned black and my jaw dropped It was a pain.

Dexter kicked me out with a whip, and I was interrupted halfway. I felt like I was tumbling in the blood pool a few times, and it wasn't until my whole body was covered with blood on the ground that I felt my back hit the wall at the bottom of the container. The sound of the iron sheet being banged, the sound of rumbling, and the aftermath trembling.

I tasted the **** smell from my mouth, not the disgusting pig blood, but the cause of the rupture of the blood tubing in my mouth. Dexter strode towards me and pulled up my collar and pressed it against the wall. His hands clung to my neck, the closer and closer.

I saw Dexter's eyes, his eyes were no longer crazy, and replaced by silence. How similar to what he saw from David Vincent's eyes, this is the cold-blooded killer's eyes.

Then I suddenly felt that I was careless. I was influenced by the rest of Brad's perception of Dexter in my head, but I forgot to use my own eyes to look at it all from a more rational perspective. What have I done these days? Too reckless, I forgot that although for Bryan, Dexter was a lost brother for more than a decade.

But for Dexter, he suddenly approached him, forcing him to remember me as a kid, just a stranger with a blood relationship. I weigh in his mind, don't say Harry Morgan, maybe even the stupid and unrelated sister Debra can't compare?

I didn't struggle, I just looked at him calmly, looking into the depths of his pupils as if he could see the monster inside him, about to break out of the cage. Because the trachea was choked, the feeling of suffocation and pain in the tibia did not seem to affect me at all.

Then, Dexter panicked. He held my neck tighter and shouted, "Don't lie! Don't look at me with this look! I'm no longer the cub who has no power to be slaughtered ... I can Kill you now! Don't tell me that kind of lie, that's too late ... want ... "

"Oh!" A muffled sound suddenly cut through the air and reached ears. I'm familiar with this voice. Dillon's teaching of my basic firearms knowledge is not just verbal. In his free time with him, in addition to letting me more intuitively understand the use of various firearms, and showing me a lot of audio and video, he also took me to a commercial shooting range for shooting.

This is the sound of a pistol bullet with a silencer. When I heard the muffled sound in my head reflecting what it was, Dexter snorted, sending away the hands that held me almost out of breath, and took a few steps back to kneel On the ground. He covered his right thigh with his hand, and soon there was bleeding.

"Fortunately, I didn't come too late." The door of the container was carrying Moonlight, and the figure of the man standing in the center of the entrance was too familiar. Dillon, wearing a black leather jacket, held his hands straight forward, holding a silencer-loaded pistol in his hand.

I didn't have time to think about how he knew I was here, and finally succeeded as a hero. Watching him stand and say the words, the hand holding the gun has long moved and re-targeted. Even if I just stood by his goal, I beside Dexter could easily feel the kind of Ling Ran's intention.

In order not to let Dexter really die under his gun, then Dillon and I became regulars at the police station again. I had to struggle, controlling my throat, which was so painful that I could hardly speak, and shouted with a torn paper-like voice: "Stop, Dillon ... Hey, you can't kill him!"

"Brian, you need to understand that he really wanted to kill you just now," Dillon's voice was stubborn and unquestionable. "The man in front of you is already an adult man. You can't protect him for a lifetime." At this time he The image of a fully mature hunter before me was as if the lion, who had closed its eyes and drowsiness, woke up because of interruption.

I also understood the meaning of his words, not only that at this time, if he started, he could only be regarded as a defensive person. He understood this fact earlier than I did. The deeper meaning of the second sentence is that Dexter is no longer the boy who doesn't understand anything in Brian's memory.

The boy Brian remembered, who could only be kept in his arms, had grown up. Dexter, who was standing in front of me, was no longer a brother who would not question what he said, but would simply follow the kids.

But without a positive answer from Dexter's mouth, I really can't give up. Not only because of Brian's instinct as an elder brother, but also because of wanting to untie the knot, the two parties of the brother need to face together. All in all, this is the only way for Dexter to agree.

"... Since you have investigated me, you should know what I really look like now?" Looking at Dillon, I forced myself to endure the pain in my throat and said. "How similar I am to Dexter, I don't believe you can't feel it. This similarity is more spiritual than just appearance."

"If I get out of control one day, would you raise your gun without hesitation?"

Dillon seemed to be so confused by my rebuttal that he didn't know how to respond. It took a while before he said, "You know I won't do that ... and in my opinion you can't get out of control."

"Is there infinitely ridiculous confidence in the other party?" Dexter, who was silent beside him, suddenly said at the end of Dillon's words.

"Brian, if you think so to me, don't you think it's too naive? How many years can you know about me? Even Harry has given up on stopping me. Now he just Leave, you come out and say ... "

"Because others gave up on you, did you give up on yourself by giving up?" I interrupted Dexter's words without hesitation. In the face of my strange younger brother, even if the other person becomes more, I guess I can't change it to a kind of unfamiliar tone.

"If so, I can only say that I'm too disappointed in you." This time, I was looking down at the right leg of the man holding his shot and kneeling on the ground with one knee. "Dexter, even if I haven't seen it for more than a decade, I still know you. There is no reason, as if I knew myself. And people like Harry can never understand our heart."

"Are you really not willing to learn to control yourself with me?" I gazed into his eyes, only to show my greatest sincerity. "Even for your fake sister Debra? What would she think if she discovered her brother one day and already became a serial killer?"

It was almost disgraceful. In order for Dexter to agree, I violated Brian's idea of ​​screaming to kill Debra, but instead used that girl as the last chip to keep Dexter. 2k novel reading network