In fact, Silence and Xu Ze can be said to be a relationship of mutual use, Silence needs a crime, but killing people still requires a certain amount of courage, and it is difficult for him to do it, even if it is to kill a heinous villain.

At the moment when Yan Yan saw Mrs. Xu, he didn't want to feel very much in his heart, if Xu Ze was in a prison cell for the rest of his life, then what would Mrs. Xu do?

In fact, this is not salvation for Xu Ze, but a different way to atone for sins, to redeem the sins in the place where they should be redeemed, human society is like a food chain, Xu Ze and Mrs. Xu are at the bottom, and it is also the most difficult layer.

Reality is like a cage, imprisoning ideas, dreams, and love, and Xu Ze is just walking from prison to another cage.

Silent Yan was escorted into the police car by a row of police officers, and before leaving, Mo Bing came to see him, Mo Bing looked at Silent Yan, there was an indescribable look in her pupils, as if she admired, admired, or made up her mind.

Before leaving, Silent Yan said to Mo Bing: "No matter what is in front of you, as long as you want to, you can crush it and defeat the weak and powerless self, death is something that everyone will experience, when you turn into dust, there are still some things that have not been done in life, there are still some wishes that have not been fulfilled, and there are still some regrets left in the world, don't you feel sad?." ”

Mo Bing's head shook suddenly, she stared at Silent Yan with wide eyes, her gaze changed from admiration to consternation, and finally, gradually turned into fear!

It was from the heart, deep fear, Mo Bing retreated step by step, she was trembling, she was escaping, Mo Bing's eyes flashed with tears, as if the nightmare in her heart resurfaced in front of her again.

The sheriff patted Mo Bing on the shoulder and said, "What's wrong?" Knowing the truth is a little uncontrollable. ”

Mo Bing didn't answer, she turned to leave, and as she left, the setting sun stained the sky red, and the blood stained the river red.

Silent Yan didn't even think that this sentence changed Mo Bing's life, and this sentence was the last straw that broke the back of the yak.

One day, the flowers on the other side will bloom all over the earth, the sea of blood is surging, and a killing god with a halberd in his hand will stand on the other side, staring at the abyss.

Silent Yan walked into the police car, and there was a prisoner sitting in the police car, the prisoner's facial features were very good, and he didn't look like a criminal at all, but like a clerk or a knowledgeable person.

The prisoner was in his fifties, and when he saw Shiyan being escorted into the car by the police, the two looked at each other, and both saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.

The old prisoner smiled and asked to silence, "You don't look like a criminal at all. ”

Silent Yan laughed: "You don't look like a criminal." ”

The old prisoner sighed: "Those who are here are all criminals, destined to be unable to escape." ”

Silent Yan asked with interest, "What did you do wrong?"

The old prisoner had white temples and white skin, only one of his hands was very rough, and the old prisoner smiled, giving people an amiable feeling, if he did not wear a prison uniform, he would not be able to associate with the murderer at all.

The old prisoner sighed: "I killed my wife. ”

"When I was 18 years old, I went to prison for murder, my lover waited for me for 25 years, I was released from prison five years ago, I had nothing after I got out of prison, I was basically supported by my wife when I was just released from prison, and my wife used her savings from hard work for 25 years to open a steamed bun shop,

I didn't have anything, she didn't want anything, and then we got married, and we lived for five years and had a child, and just yesterday, I killed her. ”

Silent Yan felt in his pocket and took out a bag of cigarettes from his prison uniform, and he gave one to the old prisoner, who smiled and refused.

"I don't smoke."

The old prisoner didn't smoke, and he was embarrassed to click on it, when the old prisoner suddenly asked, "Am I a beast?" ”

Silent Yan didn't speak, because this kind of thing is really hard to judge, some people are well-dressed beasts, and some people are really wronged.

At this time, another policeman came over with a prisoner, and the prisoner got into the police car, and several more policemen came up, and the policeman closed the door, and there was a sound of the police car starting.

Silent Yan was holding a bag of cigarettes and a lighter in his hand, and was seen by the criminal police on the side, who just skimmed it and turned a blind eye.

The old prisoner looked at the young prisoner with countless silences in his eyes: "I'm sorry, I caused you trouble,"

The young prisoner directly picked up the cigarette in his hand, lit it, took a puff, and he casually threw one to the old prisoner: "It's okay, don't blame yourself, there are some things, no matter how you hide, you can't escape, facing reality, you are like drowning, struggling and powerless, you can only let the tragedy happen." ”

The silent words on the side also lit a stick, facing the two prisoners, and said, "Tell me your story." ”

The old prisoner was the first to speak:

My wife and I met in a hotel twenty-five years ago, when she was still doing her original profession as a young lady.

I was 17 years old, and I went hiking with a few classmates, but it was raining heavily, so we stopped thinking about it and found a hotel to spend the night.

That night, a waiter who was three years older than me bit her lip and walked into my room and asked, "May I ask if it's the waiter you called?" ”

At that time, the TV happened to be a little faulty, and I told her to come in and fix it and see what was going on.

She's beautiful, and I'll admit that I just wanted to talk to her at first.

But after a while she left in a panic, I followed, and heard the boss scolding her and beating her, because she went to the wrong room, and the guests were impatient to leave.

That day I was in a heavy mood, went downstairs to have some food, prepared to sleep all night and leave tomorrow.

When I was changing clothes, I found her in the closet, she was crying, there were a few bruises on her face, there was a curse from the innkeeper at the door, and the innkeeper was angry outside the door with a stick.

She begged me to let her spend the night here, I gave her a little money to let her go, she took the money, and she didn't know what was wrong, she bit her lip and showed a look of hesitation.

Talking and talking, we talked for a long time, and she said that she had an old mother who was sick in bed at home, which was forced by life and helpless.

In the end, she said that the money was borrowed from me first, and she would pay it back when she had the money, and just like that, I knew her phone number.

Immediately after, a sad love affair began.

She is very beautiful, every time I see him I can't help but want to say a few words to her, her voice is very sweet, she is very talkative, and that's it, we are together.

She promised me not to go to the hotel again, and I didn't dislike her past, but one day, a classmate told me that he saw my girlfriend again in the hotel.

Where did I look for her afterwards, I asked the innkeeper, but the owner said that she had quit her job and left, I didn't believe it, I didn't believe that she would be such a person, I searched for a long time in the hotel in the middle of the night, and finally found her in the basement.

She was covered in blood, with horrific wounds on her back, and a bloody whip thrown beside her, and she was thrown naked into the damp, dark basement.

Where it was cold, dull, and dirty, rats were biting her shoes, spiders and bugs were crawling up her body, and she was huddled in a corner shivering.

At that moment I was angry, my head was dizzy, I didn't know what I was doing, I didn't know where I got the courage, I took the bloody whip and strangled the innkeeper alive.

She said she would wait for me, never marry, wait for me to get out of prison, have a few more children, and then live a happy life.

In the end, she did, but ...... A sudden catastrophe shattered everything.

The young prisoner interrupted the old prisoner, "I'll leave the rest to me.

The young prisoner was a woman, and even if she was wearing a prison uniform, she could not hide her graceful temperament, the female prisoner had a virtuous face, and it was evident from the calluses on her hands that she was a hardworking person, and the female prisoner took a puff of cigarette and spit it in the air.

Female Prisoner's Perspective:

My husband and I have been married for 10 years, and in the eyes of outsiders, we are living a very good life, our family is rich, we have two sons, my husband has a monthly income of tens of thousands, a car and a house.

However, it didn't seem like that to me, when I was pregnant, my husband cheated on me more than once, and I put up with it and pretended not to know anything.

There have been many times when he has called me every night to tell me to work overtime! Overtime! Overtime!

In fact, I went to a nightclub with a group of colleagues to find a young lady, and it didn't matter if I was cold, and not only that, but he also looked at those bad things in front of me, and I knew that he was tired of playing with me.

I really can't figure out how much he likes other people, because I'm his wife, and we live in harmony.

But a sudden disaster changed everything, my husband was diagnosed with AIDS during a medical check-up, and then our family collapsed, and the people in the company scolded him and talked about him behind his back, and the neighbors talked about him and talked about him.

Even a little girl next door came to us, he also got moxa, at that moment, my heart was desperate, we lost a lot of money, sold the house, sold the car, all spent money on treatment.

I also changed from a little wealthy full-time wife to an old aunt who worked in a restaurant.

During that period of time, my husband's temper was very bad, he often beat me, scolded me, I endured it, as long as the family was together peacefully, it would be fine, I believe that all the haze is only temporary, my husband just can't accept such a big blow for a while, I believe that after this period of time, he will definitely become the original gentle and considerate him again.

We have been married for ten years, and I am only 33 years old, but with the passage of time, hard work, my face began to gradually age, my heart began to become empty step by step, in the heavy snow I slowly felt the cold, I wanted a warm embrace, a harbor that could shelter me.

When I got home, my husband said he wanted me, but ...... I refused.

My husband didn't force it, just smoked silently on the side, I cried, empty, depressed, looking at the dilapidated house, old clothes, I felt powerless, I wanted to share a little pressure for him, I wanted to use my own strength to support the sky.

But...... My reality is cruel, I can't do anything but a pair of calloused hands and a meager salary.

The owner of the hotel is very good, he is a poor man, very hardworking, hardworking, a rural person, quite old, 30 years old, no children, daughter,

I don't have a wife, but I have a lot of savings.

One night, I fell, but there was an indescribable feeling in my heart, an inexplicable pleasure, not only physical, but also mental, as if the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were released.

The owner of the hotel gave me a little money, and I hesitated to accept it, but when I thought of my poor family, I felt very uncomfortable.

There was one, and there were two, three, four......

I took the money from the restaurant owner and gave it to my husband, and I made money with human desires, just like my husband back then, but the roles were reversed, and it was no big deal.

But...... The paper could not contain the fire, and the incident was discovered by my husband again, and he beat me, scolded me, and hit me with a stool.

And I finally couldn't bear it anymore......

...... with scissors

After speaking, the old prisoner let out a wry smile: "Then, it's time for me to continue." ”

After I was released from prison, I lived with my wife, who was very gentle and virtuous, but we had no children.

Because he had AIDS, she couldn't have children.

She confessed to me what her profession was, what she had done, and what she had been exposed to in the past few years.

She has a lot of money, even if we don't work, it is enough for us to support the elderly, she has a wide range of contacts, she runs a KTV, but the business is not very good.

To this, my wife's answer is very simple, it is not a big deal to make money with human desires.

We had planned to sell everything we had and open a small shop to live a safe and secure life.

However, at a drinking party, a drunken man ......

(Forget it, don't talk about it, here you associate it with your own brain.) ）

Yes, in the end the man got AIDS, and AIDS destroyed a person, a marriage, a family.

But he was not as wealthy as my wife, and he was soon penniless because of the cost of curing his illness, and he was transformed from a sturdy young man into a skinny, yellow-faced man who would fall when the wind blew.

I watched in the shadows as a happy family collapsed and became shattered.

A 10-year-old child originally lived in a tall building, holding a beloved toy, eating sweet cakes, and throwing himself into his parents' arms every night after school.

Now he lives in a dirty, dilapidated bungalow dripping on a rainy day, carrying a molten schoolbag, eating hard and stone-like steamed buns all day long, and their parents will quarrel every night, and he can only hide in the bed and watch the fierce two shiver.

The current hospital is a cannibalistic hospital, once you enter and register a number, you will have a cold and a lot of meat will lose your skin, not to mention being seriously ill.

The young man was very thin, he used to work in a company, he was still a manager, but he was fired after that, and now his job is to be a janitor, and his weak body is difficult to find a job anywhere.

I looked at the child, pity, looked at the family, sad, soft-hearted, nosy I wanted to discuss with my wife and give them a little bit of the property.

We had a big argument and then, we got into a physical altercation, I pushed her and she fell down the stairs......

After saying that, the old prisoner picked up a cigarette and lit it.