Chapter 205 (2/2)

The corpse just delivered this morning has not had time for autopsy. It is now in a big iron cabinet not far away.

Anonymous without a name.

That's all the information on the cabinet.

After entering the morgue, Holloway was silent. He put on his rubber gloves and picked up the forensic toolbox and experimental equipment.

Su Ming's wrist is strong, and the huge drawer is pulled out. The corpses with several blood holes in his chest are already stiff, so he looks at them quietly.

The chill made Holloway sigh.He reached out to remove the mask of the phantom bullet.

What can Su Ming say? In this era, many people do not have the concept of bullet proof vests. If they choose to wear masks, they have to anticipate the day of death.

The phantom bullet had only a white T-shirt with a flying bullet on it, but the pattern was now completely soaked in blood and turned into a bloody bullet.

Holloway took off the blindfold of the corpse, but he was stunned by the man in front of him. He arranged the body's hair with his hands and carefully identified his pale face.

”I know him.”

”Acquaintances?” Su Ming leaned against the side cabinet and took off his helmet to smoke.

”No, but I know him. He's a journalist. His name is HuR pisas... He's a reporter for the trumpet daily.”

Holloway pressed on the body's shoulder, which was now as cold as ever.

He turned his head and looked at Su Ming with a look of pain on his face. Although he was not familiar with the dead, the death of a hero made him feel as if he had lost his hands and feet.

He remembered the young man, with his camera in his hand, who had defeated the bank robber.

It was his first time out to fight as a masked hero.

”Sir, you have defeated these dangerous villains. What shall we call you?”

”I am... An angel of vengeance.” Under the mask, Holloway said his code name for the first time.

”What do you want to say to the public?” When the young reporter saw that he was going to leave, he immediately asked.

”Everyone can be a hero, be a good man, they just lack courage.” Holloway replied with a smile, and the reporter made the picture and his words on the front page.

Since then, every time he appeared to fight crime, the reporter HuR was always the first person to arrive. He worshipped himself and could see this in his eyes.

...

Holloway can't even imagine whether his words inspired the reporter or indirectly killed him?

At that time, I just hope that we can be more good and good, rather than let everyone disguised on the street as a hero.

”Doctor?” Su Ming reached over with his cigarette in his mouth and looked down at the corpse as well: ”I can probably guess what you are thinking. You blame his death on yourself. But in fact, when he put on his mask, he must have made his own decision in his heart. The worship or yearning for others will not let a man fight with the enemy in the dark with his face covered. ”

”You mean?” Holloway looks at Su Ming.

”He didn't die for anyone, but for his own ideals and beliefs. It has nothing to do with anyone. If you think it's your own words that affect him and let him die, it's actually insulting the righteous heart of the deceased.”

After so many years, Su Ming's business of pouring Chicken Soup for others has become more and more skilled. Now he has to help Holloway get back to his state quickly. He is still waiting for the autopsy results.

Holloway was stunned for a moment. He had to admit that the death knell was right. He didn't expect that he could see better than the government scavengers.

”You're right. He died for our common cause, and I'm going to find out the cause of his death and avenge him.”

”Let the hero direct us for the last time.”

Su Ming's expression solemnly encouraged Holloway, but in his heart he wrote down a weakness of the angel of revenge. Besides drinking, he was also eager to stop concentrated chicken soup.

It's a good Barry man again... Good.