Stockholm Prison.

"The time for meditation and reflection is over, and we will count the number of people later, and then it's time to let the wind out."

Primo's ears rang with the jailer's scream, he gathered his crossed legs, and then began to get up slowly, not too quickly, because he had sat cross-legged and reflected for 45 minutes, and now his legs were very numb.

And if you get up too quickly, you will feel dizzy in your brain.

Primo stood up and subconsciously began the rest of the trip:

14:30~15:30 - Count the number of people, and meditate for the second time.

15:30~16:00 - The second release.

To be honest, life in prison reminded him of his student days, except that now his teachers have become jailers and his classmates have become cellmates.

Oh yes, at the same time, there is no more youthful and beautiful lively opposite sex here, but this is not bad, most of the young and beautiful love in his student days has nothing to do with him, well, it should be said that it has nothing to do with the vast majority of people.

Other than that, his days and life are still so regular and "fulfilling".

During his free time, Primo didn't play ball on the playground with his well-limbed fellow inmates, nor did he hang out with the who hid in the corner with the jailers on their backs and smoked, and the fact that they smoked was a testament to the rules of the game.

Everything was so familiar, like the public school he was a student in, everyone would be a small group of their own.

Every prisoner in the prison claims to be innocent – they only come in and are victims of false accusations from hard-hearted judges, incompetent lawyers, police, or bad luck.

In the test of life, everyone here has played abnormally, including himself.

When Primo arrives at the shabby bench where he usually spends his time, he can't help but wipe his eyes, and after proving that he is not hallucinating, he looks incredulous.

"Mr. Primo, I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

On the bench sat a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes, holding a copy of the Stockholm Daily in his hand, with his legs crossed; Beside him lay a large dog with white hair and red eyes, and the large dog was playing boringly.

"You..."

Primo didn't know what to say, how the young man in front of him had come in, and what had happened to the dog.

"I'd like a hot shrimp toast." Xia Xiu folded the newspaper in his hand, picked up the shrimp paste spinning packaging bag that was placed next to him and handed it to Primo.

"Ahhh Uh··· Thank you. ”

Primo took the toast he handed to him with an unnatural expression, feeling the heat of the toast through the wrapper, and he was sure that he was not dreaming.

"······· the hell you have"

"Mr. Primo, sit next to me, I have a special juice drink here, eat it first."

A friendly smile appeared on the handsome face of the blonde youth, and he patted the vacant seat next to him and motioned for Primo to sit down.

Primo came to the other and sat down.

"You probably haven't eaten anything outside in a long time, the food in the prison must be very unpalatable." Xia Xiu smiled at Primo as if he was chatting with a friend.

Primo recalled the strange lump of food he ate every day, and then looked at the fragrant toast in his hand, and he couldn't help but swallow.

"Are you the devil?" Primo asked, turning his head to look at the perfect side of the other's face.

"No, I'm an angel." The blonde youth replied with a smile.

If the other party is really some horrible guy, no matter what I do, it's useless. Primo thought to himself.

Looking at the toast in his hand, Primo finally couldn't hold back the restlessness of the worms in his stomach, he opened his mouth and took the first bite, then the second, then the third.

gobbled it up, and Xia Xiu next to him intimately handed him a glass of juice.

As Primo leaned back on the bench and looked at the sky after eating, the gentle voice came from the side again.

"Mr. Primo, I have a question for you."

It's coming, the price is coming.

Primo said to himself.

"What do you want to ask?"

"You're the head of a tram and a tram three years ago when there was an accidental collision between a tram and a tram, and part of the blame here is that you embezzled the money the government gave you for the renovations."

Xia Xiu spoke slowly in the warm sunlight, and Primo on the side stiffened.

"The victim of that case three years ago was a woman, and you were thoroughly investigated for this matter, and the end result was that you were sentenced to 15 years."

Primo bowed his head in remorse.

"You people are really interesting, you obviously committed a crime yourself, but now you pretend to have a conscience that you can't go." Xia Xiu said with a sneer at Primo.

However, Xia Xiu didn't care if the other party really didn't care, he just came here to put together the puzzle pieces of Lina's case.

"Hughes Robin, you should know you." Xia Xiu asked at Primo.

Primo was stunned, he was a little surprised that the other party had said this familiar name.

"He used to be under me, but then he resigned."

Primo recalls it carefully, then continues:

"He quit a month before that accident."

Primo remembers Hughes Robin's resignation as usual, after all, the other party left a month before the accident.

"Hughes Robin was not in charge of the 101st line that had the accident before he left his job."

"Yes."

After listening to Primo's words, the index finger and thumb of the blonde youth's left hand began to turn the ring on the index finger of his right hand.

Inexplicably, Primo couldn't help but shiver, and just now, he felt a cold and piercing chill.

"What kind of person do you think Hughes Robin is?" The blonde youth continued to ask questions, as if casually.

Primo recalled in his mind, and he was very impressed with the young man, because the other party exuded a "young walking dead" aura on his body.

Hughes Robin has a kind of nothingness that belongs to young people, he is like himself who has just stepped out of the ivory tower: he lies all day long, and these lies are very expensive, and poor young people always choose to lie in order to live a decent life, but in these lies still need to be carefully clutched every penny.

Adults have to go through many setbacks before they can slowly stop living in the eyes and expectations of others.

"His life should be terrible, the tram bus is honestly a product of the old days, he will soon be laid off if he doesn't quit, I heard that he also has a wife from the country, and families like this are always in debt."

"Oh, by the way, I remember one thing, that guy seems to have been in because of pornography, and I heard that there was a woman who was tortured by him and called the police."

After listening to this, Xia Xiu also roughly confirmed his conjecture, he got up and began to walk outside

"Yes..."

"May I ask you why you're looking for Hughes Robin····· Primo couldn't help but ask Xia Xiu, who was standing in front of him.

At this time, the sun was shining on the blond youth, and Primo saw the other party turn to his side, smiled at him, and said:

"The lady Lena who died three years ago is Hughes Robin's wife."

The corners of the blonde youth's mouth were showing undisguised mockery.

When Primo heard this, he instantly thought of something, and a chill rose from the bottom of his head.

Primo opened his mouth to ask for something more from the blonde youth, but when he looked up again, the handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes and the large white-haired dog were gone.

Everything just now seemed to be his hallucination.

········

[It's six o'clock in the evening, and the air quality is good. 】

[Temperature: 5~7°C/light rain, no continuous wind direction< Level 3]

Hughes Robin ran into the rain shelter in front of him in embarrassment, his hair was drenched, and he frowned at the hazy sky above him, at this time the looming thunder snake rolled in the dark clouds.

"Whew-"

Hughes stretched out his hands in front of him and let out a breath of heat to warm his frozen red hands, he hated winter rain, especially this kind of cold rain, his body is easily covered with frostbite because of the arrival of winter, usually frostbite still grows in more awkward positions, such as the toes.

The occasional itching between your toes is the most uncomfortable, and you can only bend your toes through your boots to relieve it.

Hughes watched for a moment, making sure that the rain would not stop for a while and a half, and that he was now trapped in it.

Hughes turned around to sit in the shelter, but as soon as he turned back, he saw a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes drinking a steaming cup of coffee, with a stack of papers on his lap.

The blonde young man held a coffee in his right hand and a scroll in his left, and he was looking at it with great interest, while occasionally opening his mouth to sip a sip of hot coffee.

Hughes's gaze couldn't help but look at the large white-haired dog lying on his stomach next to the young man and the steaming cup of coffee that the young man placed in the empty seat on his left hand.

The blonde youth seemed to notice his gaze, and the other party pointed to the unopened cup of coffee, looked up at him and smiled kindly:

"You want to drink."

A very cheerful young man, this was Hughes's first thought.

"If you're willing to give it to me, I'm willing to pay you three times the market price."

Winter, rainy days, cloudy and windy, it's hard to say no to a hot cup of coffee in such a situation.

To Hughes's surprise, the blonde youth shook his head and refused.

"Sir, I like to exchange for equivalence, so this cup of coffee has a price, but the price is not limited to money, in exchange, I would like to ask you to tell me a story, a few simple sentences."

Hughes was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but laugh:

"You're such an interesting person, I can venture to ask, are you home, only those who like to write stories will have this kind of inexplicable interest."

"Well, my career is very close to home now." Xia Xiu replied with a smile.

He's not lying, he's a detective by profession, and detectives are always at home.

The group of detectives is always favored by writers, and the stories written by the family also make people unconsciously have an inexplicable good impression of the detective group, but in fact, most of the detectives are not as magical as the stories, and the superintendent systems of various countries also put the detectives in an extremely embarrassing position.

At this time, Hughes had already come to Xia Xiu and sat down, the cold wind had already blown his nose red, he couldn't wait to pick up the coffee on the side and take a sip, the warm coffee flowed all the way down his throat into his stomach, and the warm heat made him can't help but exhale.

"Whew——, it's much more comfortable, what do you want to ask, ask." Hughes turned his head and said to Xia Xiu with a smile.

The blonde young man glanced at the ring on Hughes's left ring finger, and he squinted slightly at Hughes and asked:

"You're married, if you can, tell me the story between you and your wife, love is always a topic of conversation."

Hearing the blonde young man's question, Hughes couldn't help but raise his hand to look at the ring he was wearing on the ring finger of his left hand, and he replied with a happy look in his eyes:

"Wendy is the one I met two years ago, she's seven years younger than me, and she's a recent graduate when I met her."

Next, Hughes began to chatter to Xia Xiu about the happiness between himself and Wendy, Xia Xiu nodded with a smile as he listened, as if he had been moved by the beautiful love story of the other party.

Ten minutes later.

“····· That's it, I proposed to Wendy, and she said yes. ”

Hughes finished telling his love history, and he turned his head expectantly to wait for the other party's reaction.

"Wonderful."

Xia Xiu applauded with emotion, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

Jiamu, who was lying next to Xia Xiu, couldn't help but look at Hughes with pity after seeing the familiar smile of his boss.

This guy is hopeless, wait for death.

"Mr. Hughes, I've been trying to write one lately, would you like to listen to it?"

The blonde youth said to Hughes Robin in a sincere tone at this time.

"Oh, I'm really interested in listening to it." Houston was in the mood.

"My story is a car accident story."

"There was an accident at a roundabout at a three-way junction when the car crashed into the retaining wall on the outside of the roundabout at an almost vertical angle. After the on-site investigation by the traffic police, it was confirmed that the impact speed was more than 80 km/h, and there were no brake marks at the scene. Through a blood test on Zhou Jin, the police ruled out the possibility of the driver drunk driving. ”

"It is said that the husband who drove the car was seriously injured and the wife in the car died, this is an ordinary traffic accident, but you know what is the most strange point here."

The blonde young man rubbed his chin and looked at the somewhat unnatural Hughes, his golden eyes with a cat-and-mouse banter in them.

"What's the weird thing, isn't this just ······?" Hughes asked somewhat absent-mindedly.

"No, no, no, this is no ordinary traffic accident."

The blonde young man said with a mocking arc at the corners of his mouth at this time:

"The family of the deceased later found a number of insurance policies, and if the wife dies unexpectedly, the husband can receive up to 500,000 yuan in compensation."

"In other words, behind the accident was a conspiracy to kill his wife and cheat on insurance."

Hughes smiled a little stiffly:

"It's really a dramatic story, the audience will definitely like it, and I see that the rain is almost ·····"

Just as Hughes was about to change the subject, he saw the blonde young man pull out a photograph and place it in front of him.

"No, Mr. Hughes, my story has just begun, and the case I have just mentioned is a source of inspiration for the protagonist of the story, and the protagonist of the story I am going to tell is more hypocritical, more cunning, and more deceitful than the husband in the story just now... Disgusting! ”

The blond-haired, golden-eyed young man stared at Hughes and slowly recited:

"In those jackals, canine leopards, monkeys, scorpions, vultures, vipers;

In this wicked and despicable zoo, weaving among the reptiles, roaring and barking.

But there is a beast, uglier, more vicious, more vile!

It doesn't shout, and it doesn't behave in a low-key manner;

But it is bent on reducing the world to ruins. ”

"Hughes Robin, you're the ugly beast."

(End of chapter)