Miles woke up in a cold sweat. He shivered as he replayed his dream. Why? Why would Qilin do that? Then again, wasn't it just a dream? It was nothing, wasn't it? Qilin would never do that, she wouldn't, couldn't, never do that. He looked at his hands and almost jumped, they had looked like they were dipped in blood, except it disappeared, probably from the remnants of the dream he would never speak of to Franziska. But Shi Long, that Interpol agent, he would have some explaining to do.

It occurred to him that he was in a ward, and he was on a bed. Where was he? As last night's events played his heart beat quickened when he saw Franziska and Lang next to him on separate beds still unconscious, they were tucked in like little children a sight that could have been funny had Miles forgotten that he was kidnapped. He felt something heavy on his legs. As he looked at it, he discovered it was a she, a doctor in a white coat sleeping beside him, her arms used as a pillow for her head. A black haired lady, could it be? He had to know. Had to. Was her death a lie? Maybe she was able to cheat death but hid her identity, or maybe she had amnesia and lost her memory. He was about to touch her when the doctor's hand came to life. He almost jumped when the steel grip from her soft hands could break his wrist.

"Don't touch me," the gruff reply came from the doctor as she rose, she was wearing glasses. The green eyes flashed at him brightly even though part of its' sheen was cut by the refraction of her lenses.

Miles gasped. "Qilin?"

"I look like her, don't I? Sorry pretty boy, she's dead," the cold reply came. She adjusted her eye glasses as she glared at him. Other than her looks, she wasn't like Qilin.

"Then how did you know about her?" Miles asked," and why do you look like her?"

"Fooled you didn't I?" Liuxang asked with a sneer as he pulled off the wig and exposed his white hair. He always enjoyed needling people, he wished he had a camera to picture that moment of shock in Miles's face. It was so funny, Kay was right, he made funny faces when he was either shocked or desperate. He chuckled to him as he read Miles's mind, he knew what he was thinking, he was thinking whether little ol' him would torture him for hurting Qilin, and then start hurting Franziska after that. "Relax, pretty boy, I knew you'd be coming, which is why I arranged an escort from Los Angeles to here, in Zhengfa."

"An escort?" Miles asked sarcastically. "That's putting it mildly."

"I know what I did was hurtful, mean, and painful. I'd like a start over."

"Why the sudden change of heart? And why are you here in this, what Agent Lang said, forbidden territory?"

"It's simple really, I run this place."

"You? How could you run this place? Aren't you a doctor?"

"The Long blood runs in my veins, this is my territory bequeathed to me by my father, Yide Long, no one comes in, no one comes out without my permission, hence the reason why the road you used is deserted."

"You arranged that? I can charge you for kidnapping," Miles said enraged.

Liuxang stared at him, Miles stared back. It was only a second that had passed but suddenly the prosecutor felt a piece of cold metal touching his chest and a menacing click sound. Liuxang smiled nonchalantly as he held the black gun that was touching Miles unprotected chest. Miles bit back his urge to scream in fear. He was panicking in his mind, but outside he was cool, calm and collected. The three C's of an attorny if he's backed into a corner, or at least for Wright's case. Liuxang challenged Miles with his eyes, and the prosecutor knew he was toyed with.

"You won't kill me," Miles stated. Heaven knew how much he doubted that statement as he tried his best to appear cool and calm that was betraying the rising panic in his chest.

Liuxang grinned and pulled the trigger.

Darkness.

"Relax, pretty boy," Liuxang said to the unconscious Miles," I won't kill you, you're too important and Qilin, she would hate me for that."

"Gun-running, eh, Liuxang?" Shi Long said, he had been pretending to be unconscious," I've been awake since an hour ago."

"Tch, I shoud've known, you're still as cunning as those wolves in my forest," Liuxang said with a sly smile.

Shi Long pointed his gun at Liuxang. "Give me the gun and no one gets hurt."

"You need your rest."

"I'll rest if you give me that gun."

Liuxang closed one eye as he aimed the gun at the agent. Liuxang put one hand in his pocket and fished out half a dozen of yellowish metal, it was ammo from Shi Long's gun. Liuxang smirked as Shi Long's eyes widened as he realized it. Carefully, Liuxang aimed the gun at Shi Long's direction. "You conniving ...!"

Bang!

Shi Long closed his eyes wondering which part of him the demented twin brother of his wife had shot at. The room was filled with smoke. There was no pain, Shi Long realized. He look at himself and saw no wounds or anything. Liuxang had missed? It couldn't be, he was too near and as a child of an inspector he must have had training, he knew Yide as a demanding father, hence the reason why they were learning arts of self-defense at a tender age. Shi Long stopped himself from thinking too much as he heard the wall crumbling. As smoke cleared, Shi Long saw a portion of the wall crumbled to the floor and the bullet? It was embedded to a black metal wall. Liuxang was still smirking as Shi Long looked at him.

"That was on purpose, wasn't it?" Shi Long asked warily. A gun like that could be sold at sky high prices and would be a prized weapon, if it was in the wrong hands, it would be disastrous.

Liuxang walked to him slowly holding the gun. "Behold Shi Long, this gun is the most powerful handgun that has been ever created! I used normal bullets, Agent Shi Long! Normal bullets! What more if I use explosive rounds?" Liuxang was still walking towards him as if hypnotized by the gun. "The tiny shock absorbers absorb recoil, a gun like this could have blown your arm off but this? Look at my arm Shi Long, It's still alright!" Shi Long began to worry if the power of holding such a dangerous weapon has affected Liuxang's fragile mind. "And now? And now..."

Liuxang was next to Shi Long by now, his hands holding the black gun. By this time, Shi Long was worrying for the prosecutors' safety, stupid, he shouldn't have brought them with him. Liuxang trembled as he saw the Shi Long's face as if fighting an inner demon inside himself.

Liuxang's smile shown, it was warm and kind, the same kind of smile by Qilin. "And it's yours now, Shi Long."