【Pillar spot】Kill Me Heal Me

26.

Uchiha Madara's arrest warrants are posted all over the city, with a long list of crimes, including escape, adultery, murder, and even treason. The name was also announced to the public, and stamped with "regardless of life or death".

However, the person in the portrait was no longer what he was in the painting. He was lying in an old attic in the Red Church area, with Banner covering his face with his arms.

Quan Nai has been standing nervously by the window, for fear that those officers and soldiers who are coming and going on the road will suddenly run up and take away his most important person.

Sasuke squatted on the thick straw and huddled in the corner, covering his face between his legs, as if there was a guillotine on top.

In fact, all three of them had a knife hanging over their heads that was about to fall.

It has been two days since he hid in this attic. At the beginning, Madara was able to go out and walk around, steal some bread and water, and collect some information about the church and family by the way, but soon he was overwhelmed by the illness, and the toxin quickly defeated him His immune system went into overdrive, he was barely awake for an hour in a 24-hour day, and he started dreaming wildly, sometimes with substance, and sometimes with nothing but fear.

Death is approaching step by step, night after night, and death comes with coldness. Although he has been running a fever, he is always trembling with sweat, and the festering wounds are gradually moving from the back of his hand to the side in his blurred vision. Spread, erythema, cysts, those disgusting things climbed up his skin, staining his originally fair and clean body in a mess.

In just two days, from the onset of the attack to the loss of mobility, Madara has become so thin that he is out of shape, his hair is withered and gray, and his muscles have shrunk and dried up. The smell of rust comes out of the trachea with increasingly heavy breathing, and there is no feeling of hunger or thirst at all.

The warm sunlight poured down from the small window in the attic, but it was cold on Madara's body. There was a lot of noise outside the house, and people talked about how the most fortified prison was broken through by a young man, and how he was killed. The vice-principal of the largest orphanage took his two children away, and they had a heated conversation, which is now a huge headline.

"...you two... let's go..." Madara's hoarse voice seemed to have been severely ground by sandpaper.

"I won't go," Quan Nai quickly walked to him and squatted down, "I can't leave you and run away."

"...It will be contagious..." Madara knew what disease he was suffering from. As a pampered and well-educated son of a big family, the disease of the plague was a must-learn knowledge.

"I know," Quan Nai's eyes were red, "I know," he repeated, and suddenly let out a sob, "I know..."

"...Take...Sasuke... away..." Madara couldn't open his eyes, and didn't want to open them. His eyeballs are now so fragile that they would be stabbed by the sun and almost blinded, and he didn't want to see this ugly pair of eyes on himself. In the appearance of a human being, he yearns for the real night, only the night can give him a little rest.

"Sasuke," Quan Nai walked to the side of the boy who shrank himself into a ball and pulled him up, "I'll find a way to take you out of the city first, but I have to come back, I can't leave my brother alone."

"I won't go." Sasuke, who was very weak due to lack of food, bent his back, but the hand holding Quanna was always strong, "If you don't go, I won't go either."

"Idiot!!" That didn't sound like Madara's voice at all, he sat up with his eyes tearing open, grabbed the dry grass under him and threw it at the two wayward children, "Stay away from me!" He roared hoarsely, "You will die!!"

The powerless withered grass fluttered down, not even crossing Madara's small square floor.

Quan Na looked at Madara in a daze for a while, then suddenly picked up Sasuke and led him out of the attic.

Madara exhausted all her strength and collapsed heavily on the ground.

Quanna doesn't know where to send Sasuke, there are all enemies outside, but if she doesn't follow Madara's wishes and at least make a show, it will only speed up Madara's death.

He walked down the attic aimlessly, and suddenly heard the sound of bubbling water coming from the bathroom. He pressed Sasuke's head so that he lay on his shoulder, and turned the doorknob to probe in.

The sink was overflowing with black, ink-like water, but no one had turned the tap.

He watched the water crawling towards his toes, and retreated instinctively. The snake-like tumbling water was moving upstairs in a posture that violated gravity. He and Sasuke watched all this together, as if seeing him in broad daylight. To the ghost.

Then he heard a strange voice say—

"Do you want to live?"

Thick, mysterious, and somewhat ethereal with its own echo.

Madara woke up, there was no one in the empty office, there was no sound in the corridor, and the pointer was about to move towards ten o'clock.

He stared blankly at a stain on the ceiling for a moment, then slowly looked at the ring on his index finger, gun-black, with a tentacle.

He was raped by Police Officer Qianshou. Although it was embarrassing, the fainting must have something to do with his physical discomfort. But when he turned his head, he found that the original gray hair was much normal. It was obviously not irrigated with blood. It is also impossible for the Bureau to give him a tub of hot water that is enough to take a comfortable bath.

"Have you heard that the serial killer killed another person tonight?"

He heard the police officers passing by the door talking about a great event, but the protagonist they were talking about was clearly still sitting in the police lair, not moving for a second.

"Is it the same person who kidnapped Officer Hatake?"

"It doesn't look like it from the video, but they're all wearing masks, who knows."

Madara walked over lightly, twisted the handle, and locked it.

"Who's in there?" The policeman keenly noticed this slight movement.

"Excuse me, can you please open the door?" Madara softened her voice, "Officer Hashirama locked me up."

"It's none of your business for no reason, did you do something wrong?"

"He said it was dangerous outside tonight, and he locked me here to protect my safety." Ban Xin spouted a lie that shouldn't be too wrong, his mind had already drifted to the crime scene a few kilometers away, "I just I heard from you that the killer appeared again, did you catch him?"

"No, that guy is very cunning. The boss is right to tell you not to go out, but who are you? You shouldn't be shut down for protection, right? You're not a prisoner."

This is embarrassing, I am really his prisoner, at least tonight, I suffered from him more than once.

"I don't know." Madara frowned, and covered herself tightly with the messy clothes that Hashirama had torn earlier, lest the two police officers find out the unspeakable secret between him and Hashirama after entering the door, "Anyway, we can first Open the door for me? I don't think it's safe to be locked in here at all."

"The boss's office key is only owned by him. If it is not locked from the inside, he can only open it for you when he comes back."

Madara rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"You said it wasn't locked?"

Suddenly a voice from the door appeared at the door, Madara raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously took two steps back, it seemed that his body still remembered how painful the lump on his forehead was.

Then the door was shaken violently, the sound of the metal handle being stuck by the lock was infinitely amplified in the middle of the night, Madara looked at the innocent thing calmly with his hands behind his back, revealing how anxious the people outside the door were, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised , I don't know whether it is irony or self-deprecation.

He has no intention of alienating the relationship between the brothers, absolutely.

After trying in vain, he asked the two police officers to do their own thing. After they left, they whispered: "The person who should be leading the team is not there. May I ask Mr. Madara, where is my brother now?"

Madara replied lightly, "I don't know."

The other end was quiet for a long time, until Madara thought that Tomona had left, and Tomona suddenly said, "Come to the window."

Hashirama's office is located on the second floor. Madara grabbed the window and looked down, and saw Tomona raised his head and stretched out his hand to him, "Jump."

Madara raised his eyebrows, "I'd break my leg."

There was no expression on Feijian's face, "Jump."

Madara responded with a smile, "I should listen to your brother, the outside world is dangerous, he will keep me safe."

Regarding this, he seemed to have heard some insulting vulgar joke, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and together with his red eyes glowed unfriendly in the night, so just when Madara was about to withdraw, he said coldly Said: "I guess where he is, I will take you to find him."

27.

"Put down the gun!" Obito led Naruto and Shisui to take the narrowest shortcut for the group, and finally blocked them at the entrance of the backyard of the Red Church.

The man in black wearing a cloak and a mask covering his face did not say a word, a bloodstained trail stretched from his feet to the church door.

Counting the rescued hostage Kakashi, the body of the tenth victim is now kneeling under the statue of Jesus in the church, in exactly the same posture as the first eight dead men and women, with only one difference, that is, his internal organs are still there. Because just when the murderer was about to cut open his chest and abdominal cavity, the police broke in after receiving a report from a tall, black-haired young man with a ponytail, and forcibly interrupted the murderer's necessary reservation ceremony.

"You are already surrounded, understand?! You have no way to escape!!" The bullet was loaded, but Obito did not dare to let the two behind him get too close. The murderer's hands were hidden in the cloak, and no one knew who he was. He is holding some dangerous item, and he may suffer disaster if he steps forward rashly.

"Let me do it." Naruto pulled Obito to his side. Although Kakashi was rescued, he was still ill. He had a fever and was not cured yet was forcibly shocked by electric shock. It is impossible for Obito to give the murderer any good looks now, he is really worried that if there is a quarrel between the two sides, Obito will not hesitate to shoot the bullet into the other's chest.

"Enough is enough, there is no need to continue. Everyone has their own unspeakable secrets. You can completely avoid this extreme method. Nine people have already died. For this number, what is the point of having one more person?" What? You’ll just push people’s sympathy further and further, which won’t do you any good.”

"If he is a normal person who can communicate, we still need to spend so much effort to deal with him?" Obito said angrily, although the hand that raised the gun was still firmly aimed at the murderer's chest despite the excitement.

"No..." Kakashi, who was wrapped in a blanket and holding hot water, stared at the screen on the law enforcement device and suddenly frowned, "That person is not!"

"Wait!" Itachi grabbed him, "What do you mean?"

Kakashi shook off the blanket to look for the gun, "This person's figure is different from the one who kidnapped me, I can recognize him, this person is absolutely not!"

"You can't ignore the elements of clothes," Itachi followed him out of the monitoring vehicle, "don't be impulsive."

"Do you know what this means?" Kakashi turned his head and stared into Itachi's eyes solemnly, "If this is another person, it means that the real murderer who kidnapped me is still in the dark, maybe he is by our side, They will be in danger."

"Shoot here." The man in black stretched out his right hand wearing a leather glove and pointed to his heart, and said hoarsely to the three through the voice changer.

"There is no need to take another life for a matter that can be solved without a fight." Naruto held down Obito's hand firmly, he could feel that Obito had been suppressed to the extreme, and the veins on the back of his hand were protruding, and the gun might go off at any time.

The man in black smiled, and then started to move forward. The Red Church serial killer who committed such a crime must not be killed on the spot, even if he pays a heavy price, he must be captured alive for trial, and the murderer obviously knows this, so he is so unscrupulous Approaching the three of them, he knew that what was waiting for him could not be a bullet, even if it was, he would not have lost anything.

That was his purpose tonight.

Obito took out a dagger the moment he approached, Naruto and Shisui quickly distanced themselves when they saw something was wrong, the man in black and Obito fought too fast, in the dark night without lighting Many movements have turned into a blurred afterimage, and it is very likely to be bloody if you step forward to block it casually.

The man in black grabbed Obito's left wrist and swung it outward, and Obito turned somersault, avoiding the danger of dislocation, and immediately swept towards the opponent's lower body. Every punch hit the flesh, and he felt Familiar with the skills, but also extremely painful.

"stop."

Naruto and Shisui turned their heads at the same time.

"Kakashi!" "Itachi!"

Obito was distracted and turned his head. The next second, his neck was tightened from behind, and the blade was attached to his neck. Just like the two men in black who took Kakashi and Itachi as hostages did, the situation changed instantly.

Without hesitation, he took the risk that the other party might wipe it off with a knife, and put his gun against the temple of the person behind him.

Eight people, three kinds of confrontation, the same deadlock.

"Oh," Obito sneered, "I never thought about this possibility, so you are not the only murderer."

"I never thought about the possibility of surrender," the man in black whispered in his ear, "I'm here to ask for death, and I'll see if you give it."

It was foggy, starting from the steeple of the red church and spreading down, a vast expanse of whiteness.

"It's easy to want to die, but you don't deserve it."

Obito broke free from the grip of the man in black, allowing the opponent's blade to slash shallowly across his neck, then he turned his gun and shot at the opponent's abdomen without hesitation.

Before he had time to wipe the blood on his neck, he rushed towards Kakashi. At the same time, Naruto and Shisui acted at the same time, and the two accomplices really let go and disappeared through the thick fog.

"Obito!" Kakashi stared in shock at Obito's horrific wound covered half of his neck with blood, his heart was hanging in his throat and kept trembling, "Are you crazy?!" He yelled out of control , "This is too risky!!"

"I can't control that much, I can't let you fall into their hands anymore!" Obito hugged him hysterically, blood stained Kakashi's white hair.

The man in black, who was shot in the abdomen, staggered on his hind legs, the suffocation and burning pain of squeezing out the air swept his whole body, he couldn't control his stiffened legs, and fell backwards in embarrassment.

He falls into an embrace full of ancient fragrances.

Then he heard Madara sigh.

"I don't need anyone to help me take the blame, Hashirama."

"Let you and Quanna die for me, and then let Sasuke take me away from here, this is not the future I want."

The man in black took off the mask with his bloodstained hands, looked up at Madara and smiled.

"Then let me take you away."

"Because if I live, I must have you in my future."

TBC