"Yue Mingde!! Don't you want to see your brother again? And your girlfriend!"
"Hahaha!! Detective He, have you run out of words, resorting to emotional appeals with someone like me? How could I possibly care about them!"
"But, your girlfriend Meng Yun, she really..."
"Shut up, don't mention her to me. It doesn't matter anymore. Since you've taken away all those porphyrin patients, I'll just have to go down with you. That's it then!"
At this moment, Yue Mingde stood on the edge of the rooftop, holding me as if I were a kitten, my entire body suspended in mid-air. If he let go now...
Bang!!
The rooftop door was burst open by countless people. I suddenly saw Liu Yuning leading ten SWAT officers and many criminal investigators rushing in with guns!!
"Don't come any closer!" Yue Mingde roared, his arm trembling. My body seemed to drop a little at that moment, but I wasn't scared. My mind was racing on how to subdue this guy!
Liu Yuning couldn't speak, but her extremely cold and serious eyes shot out a look of shock. Even Yue Mingde dared not meet her gaze. Suddenly, a wheelchair moved out beside Yuning!
I barely saw what happened. A familiar figure suddenly pushed the wheelchair forward. The person, like a long-dormant lion, despite being unable to stand, moved with astonishing speed and agility. Several crisp sounds came from the wheelchair. Yue Mingde let out a scream. I seized the opportunity, grabbing his arm forcefully, while the other hand clung to the edge of the rooftop, temporarily stabilizing myself. The figure then slammed Yue Mingde to the ground!!
The wheelchair turned, and a pair of handcuffs were tossed from behind. The person quickly caught them, then with a strong pull of their arm, Yue Mingde was yanked up. With a click, before he even knew what was happening, the handcuffs were on his wrists. The next second, the person pushed Yue Mingde in front of Liu Yuning.
"Gao Mingqiang!!" I shouted. He maneuvered the wheelchair, grabbed me with one hand, and as more people arrived, they pulled me down from above. In fact, my feet had seemed to be stepping on something, which was likely an air conditioning platform.
We quickly took Yue Mingde back. Sitting in the interrogation room, Yue Mingde's condition was not good. If the doctors hadn't come to test his blood, we wouldn't have known he had injected himself with stimulants.
"You're quite bold, acting out in that situation. Do you really not want to live?" I was quite angry at the time, with bandages around my neck.
"Detective He, I didn't expect you to have so many capable people around you. I admit defeat wholeheartedly this time!"
"Stop the nonsense and tell me about your crimes..."
"Actually, I never believed in vampires' progenitors, nor did I believe I was part of the bloodline. Then one night, I had a strange dream. After waking up, I was completely changed. In the dream, I saw something mentioned in a book I had read before, 'The Key of Solomon,' the story of Duke Herbert."
"Solomon is not who people think he is; he is the true author of the Bible. Yet, the world only knows it was written by Jesus and not its true author, Solomon!"
Hearing Yue Mingde say this, Zhang Keying and I, who were present during the interrogation, were a bit surprised. We had both heard of Solomon's story.
Solomon, king of the ancient Jewish kingdom. Son and successor of David. Reigned approximately 971–931 BC. His deeds are recorded in the Old Testament. Solomon's father, David, founded the Jewish dynasty and sought to establish an empire from the borders of Egypt to the Euphrates River. After Solomon inherited the throne, he eliminated his political rivals and placed his friends in positions within the army, government, and religious institutions. Solomon also strengthened his position through marriages. He married daughters and sisters of kings from various regions, including the daughter of Pharaoh of Egypt, who conquered and burned the Canaanite city of Gath and presented it to Solomon.
I recounted all the deeds of Solomon. Yue Mingde looked up at me with deep respect, his profound eyes filled with a faint sadness: "But you've ruined it all, and taken away all my servants. However, they seemed quite relieved at the time. Perhaps you were right!"
"Since you can see it that way, perhaps this is a good beginning!"
"Officer He, there's one more thing I need to tell you. That book is still at the hotel, on the rooftop. If you go look for it, you'll find it. The book has been edited by me, and its content has deviated from the original. I hope you can publish it under my name, so the world knows the truth about the Bible."
"I will consider that. If I were to revise it, of course, the bad content would be removed. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Yes, hahaha, Detective He, I heard you're also a writer. That's good. Even if your writing is poor, it's rare for a police officer to have time to write novels. Forensic Pathologist Qin Ming is probably like that too!"
"He's my senior, and he's still within our public security system."
For some reason, I found myself speaking more politely to Yue Mingde. Later, I almost forgot about the interrogation. Of course, Zhang Keying quickly brought me back.
After the interrogation ended, I followed Yue Mingde's hint and returned to the hotel. Near a section of flooring on the rooftop, I felt something was amiss and squatted down to inspect it. Unexpectedly, just as I was about to lift a paving stone, I heard the flapping of bat wings all around.
They were trying to stop me from taking 'The Key of Solomon' at this moment, as if completing their final mission. But I was doing it for its own good, yet the bats wouldn't know that.
This time, fortunately, I was prepared. I immediately went to the switch near the rooftop and turned on the LED floodlights upstairs. The intense light illuminated the entire rooftop, making the bats extremely uncomfortable and exposing them. In less than two minutes, they all fled.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Although some of my clothes were torn by bites, it was nothing serious. I returned to the flooring, lifted it, and retrieved the dust-covered 'The Key of Solomon.' This was Yue Mingde's last testament. I began to flip through its pages, the rustling sound of turning pages filling the air. It contained the following information.