Chapter 625 Sheriff Su Ming, please help me put the Bible...into the grave

now.

Su Ming walked to the bedroom with great vigilance just now.

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After hearing the professor's words, he immediately narrowed his eyes and looked at it extremely seriously.

The professor, some time before he arrived, committed suicide by eating a highly toxic cyanide capsule?

Su Ming was not surprised to make the choice to commit suicide.

Because, K, who was arrested alive and brought back to the Dragon Kingdom, was actually fine. He was protected by the laws and regulations of the Dragon Kingdom. In addition, the vast majority of the Dragon Kingdom policemen were relatively well-behaved, so he was tried by the court and received a free peanut. Soon, K's life will be easy, at least he won't encounter all kinds of abuse.

But according to the professor, because all his crimes were committed in the United States, there is no criminal record in the Dragon Kingdom.

Therefore, Su Ming naturally would not bring the professor back to the Dragon Kingdom. The final result would be to capture him alive and hand him over to the Morgan Consortium.

But if it fell into the hands of old Morgan, as the head of the poker organization and the alternative father figure who adopted and cultivated J, the professor would definitely not have it so easy.

Even if the final result is death, it is estimated that he will have to die in complete relief after being tortured by Old Morgan in various ways to vent his anger.

Under such circumstances, it is undoubtedly normal for the professor to commit suicide.

Not to mention, now that I am trapped in Xiongshan Villa, I can't escape at all.

Instead of being tortured to death by Old Morgan, or being shot directly without a chance in a desperate fight, feeling the pain of being unable to breathe as the blood in the body drains.

Compared to these two options, cyanide capsules, which work quickly enough and are not painful, are undoubtedly the best choice, and can even be regarded as an alternative euthanasia.

...

He stared at the professor's expression carefully.

Su Ming quickly judged that...the professor just now did not seem to be lying.

I have seen too many people in their pre-death state, and I have killed more people than I can count.

Su Ming actually knew very well... When a person is less than a minute away from death, the professor's current calmness is another extreme compared to madness and fear.

lie.

But he couldn't pretend to be so calm as if he was completely heartbroken and had given up everything.

However, even though it was confirmed that the professor had taken the highly toxic cyanide capsule, Su Ming had no intention of letting down his guard.

He still pointed his submachine gun at the professor, ready to shoot at any time if there was any movement.

Looking at the professor who looked calm and whose brows were slightly twitching due to the effects of the poison, he nodded slightly and motioned for him to speak.

Seeing that Su Ming did not shoot directly and was willing to give him the last thirty seconds, the professor obviously breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly.

"Chief Su Ming."

"I lost this time. I didn't expect...you could follow little Morgan's line and find out to this extent."

"More than thirty years of preparations have come to nothing in just a few days because of you. To be honest, I hate you a little, but mostly regret it."

"If I had chosen to give up either K or J early on, my poker organization would not have reached this stage."

"At least, losing only one member will not completely destroy the ambition I have prepared for more than thirty years."

"I regret it, but there is no point in regretting it."

"I have been carefully preparing for more than thirty years, but it completely failed in a few days. I am very painful, but my life and energy do not support me. Another thirty years will come, so I chose to end it."

Speaking of which.

The professor paused for two seconds, looked at Su Ming with extremely confused and puzzled eyes, and continued with some unspeakable doubts.

"Although my plan failed, what I don't understand is... Chief Su Ming, how did you do it?"

"How come you were able to dig into my poker organization to this extent in just a few days?"

"I think... even if you are the best policeman in the world, you cannot have such excellent reasoning skills. It is as if every step of our actions is in your hands."

"I don't understand, how did you do it? I feel... I lost unjustly, and I think you just have better luck."

Su Ming was not too surprised that the professor would ask this question.

Because, in just a few days, it is indeed a bit exaggerated to uproot such a huge poker organization in a country that is unfamiliar to the United States.

Su Ming didn't show any expression, as if he was just expressing an insignificant matter, he answered.

"The answer is simple."

"If you compare your criminal experience, even if you add up all the people in your poker organization, they can't compare to me."

"Your methods, in my eyes...are similar to those of a three-year-old baby."

As soon as these words came out.

The professor couldn't help but froze for a moment, as if he couldn't understand this sentence.

But the next second, his eyes widened suddenly, seemingly in incomprehensible shock.

"Crime experience?"

"How is it possible, how is it possible that the Dragon Kingdom would let a criminal become a policeman?"

"Moreover, you are so young and have more criminal experience than us combined? This is absolutely impossible. Even if you have committed crimes since you were born, it is impossible..."

Before the professor could finish speaking.

"Cough-cough-puff-"

The professor suddenly coughed violently.

After coughing twice, a large amount of scarlet blood spurted out of his mouth.

Seeing this scene.

Su Ming understood that the professor did not have much time left. The cyanide was completely dissolved in the blood, and the highly toxic components could cause cardiac arrest at any time.

Looking at the professor who was on the verge of death, Su Ming shook his head and said slowly.

"You may still have a chance to leave a last word."

After spitting out a large mouthful of blood, the professor, who was lying on the table with his whole body powerless, pressed his bloody palm on the Bible next to him, and spoke weakly and intermittently.

"Su... Sheriff Su Ming, please... please... please help me put this Bible... put it... put it in my grave."

"In this way, in this way, God... God will forgive... forgive my mistakes over the years..."