Wine and Gun

"Everything I do is for justice, to keep innocent people safe, to keep all murderers where they should be," McCard replied slowly.

"That's arrogant, you're just judging them according to your own moral values ​​and then deciding their life and death; you're faking their flaws so they can be the criminals you think they should be, so they can stand trial." Olga let go of his grip on his collar and watched him straighten up with a frown, "Maybe you're right most of the time, and there's nothing to lose to others; but as long as you make a mistake, It is to weave charges on innocent people - I don't think you are much better than me, at least the truth will not lie to people, but you will."

McCard shook his head. "The truth doesn't save people from harm, Molozer."

The sneer on Olga's face widened: "And the truth is: it was your quest for justice that led you to make the wrong choice in the Robb case, and it was that choice that led to The situation today. The truth I'm looking for will tell us that the two people who died today are related to you...but of course, you don't care what the facts are anyway; you just want Dr. Bacchus dead because you think he's a pervert A murderer, regardless of why he became a murderer."

McCard gasped, and snapped, "You can't just count the two people who died today—"

"The truth doesn't save people from harm," Olga quoted with a smile, not a mild smile, "but the truth can tell us why they died, and I guess you wouldn't like that answer— —And, Agent McCard, it’s running out of time, and if you’re going to stand here groaning, I’ll go and tell Bart what’s on your mind, and you’ll see if he’ll choose a Whose nose is punched."

McCard looked at Olga, then sighed in frustration.

"You're going to stand here and wait for them," Albarino pointed out calmly after Blanca Areola hung up the phone. In any case, he must be the calmest of all the people in the world handcuffed to the wall.

"Yes," Blanca replied.

"And shoot them in the head?" Albarino guessed.

The average person must have been surprised by his calm and somewhat oddly buoyant attitude, and Blanca--as well as anyone who has realized that he was dying--she said: "I Just want to know which of the two of them did it or was it an accomplice of the two of them. I think it's more likely that there is only one person, the person I asked at the time told me that only one BAU profiler would enter George's house, but he doesn't know who it is."

"Who framed George Robb? That's the only thing you want to know?" Albarino thought for a moment. "But does it matter? He was a serial killer, even if he wasn't framed Seventh. The case will come to light one day, and that's basically the end of all serial killers."

Blanca's lips twitched, looking as if caught in a distant memory. She didn't look at Albarino, just stared at the dusty floor. After a while, she whispered, "I knew George was the killer a long time ago, and he...he said to me that he understood he had only two outcomes: either he never got caught and got away with it, or he was caught. arrested and sentenced to death or life imprisonment.”

"But he didn't wash his hands, he couldn't stop," Albarino pointed out peacefully.

"Yes." Blanca took a deep breath, then tried to relax, shrugging his shoulders, "It was a contest in George's eyes, a contest between him and the police, and I can't say that thinking is Right, but he does think so. So he'll take all the bad endings, as long as the other side wins righteously -- I don't particularly agree with him in that regard, but I know him, I love him, and I respect his choices, So I was already mentally prepared for his arrest one day."

Albarino already understood, and he said thoughtfully: "But he was not arrested by normal means, but... someone framed him for a case he had not done, and thus arrested him. took him."

Blanca nodded, with a hint of resentment in his voice: "That's right. And this is the only result that George can't accept! He thinks that he can only be defeated by his own flaws, not by being framed, and now The result would be disheartening and painful for him. I didn't see him again during his arrest, but... God, how bad it must have been for him! I can't even imagine how he ended up being executed. At times, it feels like...I can accept his death, I was mentally preparing for it years ago, and I know that day will come...but I can't stand his death so painfully inside."

"So you're going to avenge the man who framed him, not the man who arrested him; because you're just avenging his pain, not his death," Albarino murmured.

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