"I let you escape ninety-nine times. The last time, I had to kill you."
Lu Ye remembered all Lin Shen's habits——
The teeth marks from biting the pen cap when solving problems, the posture of wearing gloves when making poison,
And the way he smiled at him every time at gunpoint.
Lin Shen remembered all Lu Ye's weaknesses——
The old injury on his right shoulder will cause the shooting to be off by 3 degrees. The trembling in his left hand means that he is struggling.
And the unspoken "Follow me".
They were supposed to be brothers, best friends, or... Something more forbidden.
But fate gave them a more cruel role——
Cops and drug lords.
Heroes and criminals.
Murderers and martyrs.
"If rust is inevitable, at least let me rust in your hands."
Intention: Love is the slowest poison, justice is the sharpest weapon.