chapter51：Twisted Destinies

When Officer Mark saw this, he rushed forward with a swift step, attempting to hold Amy.

He anxiously shouted, "Amy, hold on!"

When Bom saw that Officer Mark and his men had arrived, he became even more panicked.

He turned around and ran towards the other end of the passage, his steps unsteady but extremely fast.

He kept mumbling, "I can't be caught, I can't be caught."

The officers brought by Officer Mark reacted quickly. One of the young officers was agile.

He rushed out with a swift step, chasing Bom like a cheetah after its prey.

In just a few steps, he caught up with Bom.

He reached out his hand and grabbed Bom's arm, pulling him forcefully backward.

Bom, like a mouse with its tail caught, struggled to escape.

The young officer held on tightly and shouted loudly, "Don't run!" Other officers also gathered around, surrounding Bom in the middle.

Bom's eyes were filled with despair, and his body gradually weakened. He kept mumbling, "It's over, it's over..."

As his consciousness gradually blurred, Amy seemed to hear Officer Mark desperately calling her name.

The voice sounded like it was coming from a very distant place, getting fainter and more indistinct.

In the hospital, police officer Mark accompanied Bom's girlfriend Coco on a bench outside the emergency room.

The glaring lights from the emergency room spilled coldly across the corridor, and the air around seemed to be frozen with tension and unease.

Coco's eyes were fixed on the emergency room door, her hands constantly rubbing the corners of her clothes, her face filled with worry and anxiety.

Not long after, the doctor emerged from the emergency room. Mark and Coco immediately rushed towards him like magnets attracted to each other.

The doctor removed his mask, his expression solemn as if covered with dark clouds: "Jack's condition is not optimistic.

He is very likely to become a vegetative state."

Coco's face instantly turned as pale as paper, tears welling up in her eyes, as if they would burst forth at any moment.

Her heart was filled with grief and guilt, thinking that Jack's injury was all because of her boyfriend Bom.

If it weren't for Bom doing those things, Jack wouldn't have suffered such misfortune.

Coco's voice trembled slightly as she said to Mark, "Mark, Jack's condition is like this because of me and Bom,It's our fault..."

Mark gently patted Coco's shoulder, wanting to comfort her but not knowing what to say.

Then, Mark frowned and asked, "What about Amy? How is her condition?" The doctor shook his head helplessly, "Amy's injury seems not serious, but we can't figure out why she fell into a deep sleep state."

Upon hearing this news, Coco felt even more ashamed. She bit her lip and said to Mark, "Mark, Amy wouldn't have gotten involved in these matters if it weren't for me.

Jack is lying there with his life hanging in the balance, and Amy is unconscious.

I really don't know what to do."

Mark looked at Coco seriously and said, "Coco, this really isn't your fault,You mustn't take all the blame onto yourself,In this situation, all we can do is wait,I really hope they can recover smoothly."

Coco looked at Mark gratefully and nodded slightly, but her eyes still contained lingering worry and deep self-reproach.

Coco hesitated for a moment and then said to Mark, "Mark, I want to visit Bom in prison. You know, we once had a relationship too.

Although he betrayed me, I never expected that he would become a murderer."

Mark frowned and said worriedly, "Coco, I understand your feelings, but visiting him in prison might make you feel even worse. Have you really thought it through?"

Coco bit her lip again, "Mark, I know it might make me feel worse, but I just can't get over this hurdle in my heart. I want to see how he is now, maybe then I can truly let go."

Mark sighed, "Coco, you are a kind girl, but Bom did such a thing. He doesn't deserve your kindness."

Coco's eyes dimmed a little, "Mark, I'm not doing this for him to be worthy or not. I just want to let myself move on. Do you understand?"

Mark gently patted Coco's shoulder, "I understand your thoughts, but I'm worried that you might be hurt again,Prison is a place where seeing him now might be a big shock to you."

Coco said firmly, "Mark, I'm not afraid of the shock. I've been hurt once already.

This time, I just want to face this matter and completely untie the knot in my heart."

Mark said helplessly, "Alright, Coco. If you really want to go, I'll go with you."

Coco looked at Mark gratefully: "Mark, thank you. You are always by my side when I need you the most.

But I want to go alone.

This is my own business and I need to face it by myself."

Mark said hurriedly: "Coco, how can I be at ease if you go alone? The environment inside is very complicated."

Coco comforted: "Mark, don't worry. I will take good care of myself. I'm just going to see him once. I'll be out soon."

Mark still wasn't reassured: "Coco, then at least promise me that if there's anything, you'll call me, okay?"

Coco nodded: "OK, Mark. I promise you."

When Coco walked into the visiting room with a heavy heart, she saw Bom sitting there listlessly.

His eyes were vacant and dull, and he kept mumbling incoherent and confusing words, presenting a state of madness.

Coco's heart seemed to be suddenly squeezed by an invisible hand, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout her body.

She endured the inner pain and softly called Bom's name: "Bom, why have you become like this?"

At this moment, Bom seemed to be suddenly awakened, and a trace of resentment appeared in his eyes.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Coco, saying fiercely: "Humph, now you come here pretending to care about me? All of this is because of you!"

Coco was startled by Bom's reaction and said somewhat aggrievedly: "Bom, I know I'm wrong, but seeing you like this now, I really feel sorry for you."

Bom sneered and said: "Sorry? You're just pretending to be a good person here.

If it weren't for your constant distrust of me, how could I have ended up like this?"

Coco's tears were in her eyes as she said sadly: "I admit that sometimes I'm a bit suspicious, but you can't do those things that hurt me."

Bom suddenly became agitated and stood up, shouting loudly: "You always say I hurt you.

Then what about you? Have you ever given me what you really wanted? In a relationship, you ignored many of my needs. You only cared about your own feelings!"

Coco's tears were swirling in her eyes. She said sorrowfully: "I didn't ignore your feelings, I was always trying to maintain our relationship!"

Bom looked at her disdainfully: "Trying? Your so-called trying is just being paranoid all the time and constantly checking on me? I can't get what I want from you, and I'm a flesh-and-blood person too. I have my own needs. And Kelly, she can give you what you can't give me."

Coco heard the name Kelly and felt a sharp pain in her heart. She sobbed and said: "So you cheated on Kelly? Do you know how much this hurt me?"

Bom showed no sign of remorse. He continued: "Yes, I cheated. But if it weren't for you pushing me to this point, would I have done this? You always think you're the victim. Well, what about me? Was I happy in this relationship?"

Coco was heartbroken. She choked out: "Bom, no matter what, cheating is wrong. And because of your impulsiveness, so many innocent people lost their lives."

Bom's eyes flickered for a moment, but then his resentful expression returned: "That's because of you.

It was you who pushed me to lose my mind. If you could have understood me a little more and trusted me a little more, how could things have turned out like this?"

Coco was sobbing uncontrollably. She said despairingly: "Bom, how could you shift all the blame onto me? Love is a matter for two people. You made a mistake, but you refused to admit it."

Bom sat back on the chair, holding his head in his hands, and muttered: "Humph, now you have nothing to say. All of this is irreversible. You caused me to become this way."

Coco looked at Bom's expression and felt a mixture of sadness and guilt. She knew that at this moment, Bom had fallen into his own obsession and couldn't listen to anything else. She slowly turned around, her soulless and lost figure walking towards the door, tears streaming down continuously. Bom still sat there, his eyes empty and muttering those words full of resentment.

Officer Mark saw Coco coming out so sadly that he hurried after her. He gently patted Coco's shoulder and said softly, "Coco, I understand that you are in great pain now, but you have to be strong.

" Coco slowly raised her head and looked at Mark, her eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, Mark." Mark's mouth curved upwards, revealing a warm smile: "Let me take you home." Coco nodded gently.

That night when Bom was detained in the detention center, the cramped cell seemed to be completely filled with darkness and despair. The oppressive atmosphere spread wildly in the air.

The dim light swayed above his head, and the flickering, feeble light was like a dying candle in the wind, ready to be mercilessly devoured by darkness at any moment.

Bom sat quietly alone in the corner, as if abandoned by the world.

After his girlfriend Coco visited him, he began to replay his entire life in his mind. It was a journey full of tragedy and injustice.

At this moment, he thought that with the arrival of the prison disaster, his fate was about to come to an end.

However, fate was like a mysterious and unpredictable river, always turning in unexpected directions without warning.

When Bom was lost in his own thoughts, a mysterious bearded man appeared in the cell without warning.

He was like a shadow emerging from the depths of darkness, standing abruptly there. Bom was so frightened that he trembled uncontrollably, his eyes widening involuntarily, as if seeing something extremely terrifying.

The bearded man remained calm and composed, speaking slowly and unhurriedly: "Do you really want to be like this? Are you planning to spend the rest of your life in this prison?"

Bom's lips slightly parted, and after a while, he stammered: "I... I have no other choice? I'm already at this point."

The bearded man smiled gently, and his laughter sounded particularly eerie in the oppressive cell: "In this world, as long as you want, there are always other choices."

Bom frowned, his eyes filled with confusion and a hint of vigilance: "Why are you here? What do you want?"

The bearded man placed his hands on his chest, his eyes revealing a mysterious and profound expression: "Because I can change your fate and help you out. However, you have to pay a price."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Bom's eyes for a moment. He urgently asked: "What price? As long as I can leave this hellish place, I'm willing to do anything."

The bearded man smiled slightly, his voice deep and mysterious: "You have to give up your body.

But don't worry, I'll help you continue to punish those who you consider evil."

After hearing this, Bom's body trembled slightly, and a hesitant expression appeared on his face: "Give up my body? What do you mean? I don't quite understand."

The bearded man patiently explained: "Your soul will leave this body and enter another one. In this way, you can escape from this predicament and start anew."

Bom's mind was in turmoil. He gritted his teeth and said: "But this sounds absurd. How can I trust you?"

The bearded man stepped forward and said close to Bom: "You have nothing to lose now, don't you? Rather than spending the rest of your life in this prison, why not take a risk and try?"

Bom was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Then which body should I enter?"

The bearded man replied: "Of course, Jack. His body is injured now, but there is still room for saving. As long as your soul enters, you can regain control of this body and gain unexpected power.

I remember, your zodiac signs are incompatible. As the saying goes, 'Riches are sought in danger,' the one who is defeated is the one who gains wealth, and it is also the constant of mutual transformation."

Bom thought for a moment, and hope rekindled in his eyes: "Okay, I'll do it!"

The bearded man nodded in satisfaction: "A wise choice. But once you agree, you can't go back on your word."

Bom said firmly: "I know, I won't regret it."

The bearded man gently waved his arm, and Bom felt his body float lightly, as if losing all weight.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his soul seemed to be pulled by an intangible mysterious force towards the emergency room.

Soon, his soul entered Jack's severely injured and dying body. Bom was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

He could feel a brand new force surging within him secretly.

At this moment, the voice of the bearded man echoed in Bom's ears: "Don't forget our mission. I will cooperate with you. We will be an excellent pair."

Bom clenched his fists and said with great determination: "Don't worry. I won't let anyone who has ever hurt me off the hook."

The bearded man sneered and said: "Good. Let's get started."

On the way home, Coco sat in the passenger seat. As the car moved forward, her mood gradually calmed down a bit.

Mark drove attentively while gently comforting her. Mark's gentle and considerate appearance made Coco's heart feel like a little deer was running wild inside.

Meanwhile, at the prison, shortly after they left, the detention center suddenly went dark. Darkness like a surging tide instantly submerged the entire prison, and the prisoners immediately fell into a panic, shouting loudly.

The prison was in chaos. When the power was restored, the prison guards were shocked to find that Bom had "committed suicide by cutting his wrist."

While sitting in the car, Coco suddenly received a call from a nurse at the hospital.

The nurse said excitedly: "Miss Coco, Bom committed suicide!" Coco was shocked and sad. Her eyes suddenly widened, and her voice trembled a little due to shock and sadness: "Really? How could this happen!"

Mark, who was driving, heard this news and was full of doubts. He frowned and thought for a moment before saying: "This is a bit too sudden.

I have to investigate the relevant situation tomorrow." Coco was thinking about Bom's suicide at this moment, but she simply replied: "OK, Mark." Mark nodded and slightly stepped on the accelerator, driving the car towards the hospital at high speed.

Inside the car, Coco's face was filled with grief, while Mark's expression remained full of doubts and a hint of solemnity, as if he sensed that there were many unknown secrets hidden behind this matter.

In the darkness, the unconscious Amy only felt a dizzying sensation of spinning and tilting.

Her soul seemed to be forcibly pulled into a vortex by an enigmatic and powerful force. When she regained consciousness, she found herself in the same car as the one where little Amy was kidnapped when she was a child.

The car was filled with an oppressive and tense atmosphere, and little Amy was tightly trapped by fear.