Sha Qing

Ep60 is more than easy

On the way to the library, the prison guard Simon met Sha Qing. He didn't expect this newcomer to spend the first day in Rex Island Prison unscathed. He heard a little about what happened in the aisle last night. When he called at midnight, he went to cell 1317 to see the newcomer Sleeping on the bed like a baby.

He hesitated during the head-on encounter, his eyes dodging unconsciously, but he couldn't help shouting, "Elvis."

"What's the matter, sir?" Sha Qing stopped and asked politely. He remembered Simon. The young white prison guard was ordinary in appearance and had a public face. He was one of the rarer and more friendly guards here.

"With regard to cleaning last night, I didn't expect that to happen ..."

Sha Qing smiled: "That has nothing to do with you, sir, and I'm fine."

Simon stared at the new prisoner's smile. The smile was mild and pure, without shame, as the winter morning sun shining on them now, was not stained by the prison, so that he couldn't remove his eyes. His brain seemed to stop, and it was full of warm white space, and it wasn't until his opponent's questioning look of "what's the problem" appeared that his mind resumed functioning.

"I know the life of newcomers is not good, especially when encountering Malvo and the wolf stick ... give you a little advice, uh, of course, just personal advice ... forget it, when I didn't say good." He The more I talked about it, the more I planned to leave.

"Wait, sir." Killing Qing stopped him, and he blinked at him childishly. "I want to know that suggestion, please tell me."

At this moment Simon wondered if he was arrhythmic. He scolded himself for being unsettled, living like a hairy boy who hadn't lived through puberty, and said quickly: "The best way for a newcomer like you to get a foothold here is to rely on a strong enough force, Pick up the wolf stick and Malver, and would rather choose 'Godfather'. That's why I arranged you in room 1317, at least he won't treat you— "He swallowed the word" **** "in his throat," coveted Three feet. "

"Single cell, it turned out to be your help." Sha Qing said in a sincere and blushing tone, "Thank you, sir."

This channel of thanks made Simon want to say something impulsively, but shrank back without saying a word. He Qing nodded toward him and politely retreated.

Simon stood still for a while. Until Eric came over and said to him, "You can't do this, Simon."

"What?" He asked blankly.

"To prisoners. You can take them, collect their money, and even use them as a woman when you need them, but you can't come true." The captain of the prison guard said solemnly, "that violates professional ethics."

"I'm not **** ..." The young prison guard embarrassedly tried to explain.

"Most of the people here are not homosexual." Eric's expression of "good self-righteousness" patted his shoulder and walked away.

Simon looked at his back and spit out the second half sentence: "I didn't want to treat him as a woman."

In the library, the young fingers crossed the rows of book spines and paused on one of them. The other hand was wiped from the side of his face, and the book was taken away unhurriedly. The movement was elegant and neat.

Sha Qing turned his head to see the coming person, "'Godfather'?"

Timothy was standing behind him, his jaw was clean, and his short brown hair was intact, as if he were not in a prison but a street cafe. "Do you feel qualified to call me like that, newcomer? After you turned to the **** gang last night?" He gently rubbed it on the cover with his slender fingers, and said calmly, "I'm really sorry, but also I thought you could hold on longer. "

"'Persistence' is meaningless here, sir, I don't want to understand this after being hit with blood," said Sha Qing.

Timothy's gray-blue pupils gloomed down: "You're smart enough to protect yourself, and you're good, but you're too short-sighted. Tell me, why would you live in Room 1317 since you chose a wolf stick? No one told you Whose territory is that? "

Killing Qing showed a hint of vigilance, and after thinking about it, he answered, "That's not something I can decide. And ... it doesn't seem like I'm very popular with my neighbors."

"You are accusing me of not helping you yesterday?"

"No, you don't have this obligation at all, and I don't have this extravagance. Just like people must have a self-knowledge, sometimes you have to know who owns the right to dominate."

Timothy laughed, and he was sure he wasn't intentionally flattering, but the awe in his words made him quite enjoyable. Indeed, after learning that killing young people to rely on the blood group, he felt offended: Although he didn't decide to take this newcomer into the throne, it was just a small idea of ​​a temporary intention, but the other party must have at least an eye and see clearly Who is the real power in the fifth district, take the initiative to plead with him. He can test and accept each other, and he can also reject and humiliate each other-all choice must be in his hands.

The newcomer's attitude abated his discomfort at this moment, but he didn't plan to forgive him: "Since you have already stood in the team, stand still. You can continue to live in 1317, maybe in that cell. The ghost will tell you the end of offending people who shouldn't be offended. "

Timothy finished speaking, loosened his fingers, let the book fall to the ground, and turned to leave.

Sha Qing bent over to pick up the book, looked at the conspicuous "perverted psychology" on the cover, smiled slightly, and inserted it back into the bookshelf.

Salt Lake City, Utah.

As soon as Leo got off the plane, he went straight from the airport to Salt Lake City Unified Police Station. Sheriff Justin Hoyo unexpectedly received this single-handed federal agent and learned that the other party was investigating a serial kidnapping case that occurred 20 years ago. It took him nearly two hours to retrieve a large number of old files. Find out what he wants.

"That's it. It was a case I personally initiated, and I was quite impressed." Sheriff Hoyo passed the file to Leo. "The murderer was Chris Sucker. Eight children were kidnapped when we were arrested. Sexually abused and killed five of them, and the other three were rescued. Su Ke was sentenced to death after three years in court. According to our investigation, he had a twelve-year-old son involved, but the prosecutors believed that he was just a victim. Violent and incapable minors were released directly. "

"Are there any photos and identification of the victims?" Leo asked.

"Yes, it's all in the file. May I help you find it?"

"No thanks, I can do it myself."

Sheriff Hoyo politely left, and Leo sat at the table in the archives room and began to read the old yellowed file carefully. After watching the terrible scene of the killing of five children, he took out the photos of the other three rescued people and put them on the table. They were all handsome boys, one of whom was Asian.

Leo took a photo from the bag, which was a virtual combination of the age of seven or eight based on the photos taken by the youth. Colleagues from the Information Services Department helped with computer technology. He compared the synthetic photos with the photos on the desktop in detail, trying to find similarities between the two faces.

After a long time, Leo looked back. He is still not sure whether the two photos are the same person-they are both beautiful Asian boys, but the features that kill the younger ones seem more three-dimensional and more beautiful.

"Are there any parties who knew the inside story of the year, such as those rescued children? They should be in their twenties now." Leo stepped out of the archives and went to Sheriff Hoyo.

The other frowned: "Yes, yes, but you know how conservative folk customs were 20 years ago, what kind of rumors and discrimination would a boy who was raped / raped face, even if he was an innocent victim. I remember after the case was closed It didn't take long for the three victims' families to leave the city. "

Leo was silent for a moment, and Hoyo suddenly said, "Yes, Chris Sucker's son, Little Sucker also knew the inside story. After understanding, he felt guilty about the crime of that year. He has been a volunteer in the welfare home for more than ten years. To compensate the father and son for their harm to the innocent, maybe you can ask him. "

Leo said nothing, and immediately drove to the welfare home that Hoyo said, and found the young Su Ke, who was only thirty-two years old.

Speaking of the past, Xiao Suke revealed a deep guilty guilty: "After that, I did n’t have a good night ’s sleep, and those children ’s painful faces and begging eyes kept appearing in my mind. Here, I feel that even if I do good deeds all my life, I can't make up for the harm done to them and their family. I can only work non-stop for a moment, and I will never be able to think of fatigue-the law does not punish me , But I want to punish myself. "

"You were just a child then. Your biggest mistake was to have that kind of father, and that was not something you could choose." Leo said, handing him a photo, "Do you remember what they looked like, The three children rescued by the police, or more are not in the file? Can you identify if the person in this picture was one of the victims of that year? "

"I remember all the children, and their faces have been engraved in my mind for more than a decade." Xiao Suke replied painfully, took the picture, and looked at it, "No, he was not the victim of that year."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure," Little Suker said with certainty.

The clue is broken, while Leo is regretful, but also deeply grateful-he does not have to bear so much injury and pain, when he was a child. But what made him twist his convictions, his unwavering mobility, and his extraordinary skill? Does he have a darker past?

The dark-haired agent was reluctant to think deeply, but had to force himself to think.

"Are there any details that you think are important but that have been missed by the police?" Leo asked again, cautiously before leaving.

"It should be gone. I knew the police at the time," Little Suker said.

After Leo walked more than ten meters away, the other side suddenly called out: "Wait, detective, wait!" He hurried over, "There is a detail, I don't remember telling the police, I was Still young, I do n’t think so. Now I think about it, it ’s a bit abnormal. My father had a mysterious pen pal who called him “my mentor” and that person often communicated with him. After the police intervened to investigate the kidnapping case, One day I saw my father throwing all the stacks of letter paper into the fire and burning them. In fact, there was a new letter from me. I just took it out of the mailbox and was preparing to give it to him, but I think he would also burn it. It ’s a pity. They are all good quality and scented letter paper, so I hid it in the storage box. Now I still live in the old house of that year, if the letter is not moth-eaten. , It should still be in the storage box in the attic. "

"Can I trouble you to find it for me, maybe an important clue." Leo said.

Little Sook agreed. Half an hour later he drove back and handed the dusty letter to Leo, which had not even been opened.

Leo put on rubber gloves and carefully dismantled it. Some lines inside caught his attention:

"... You can practice your guts first and your hands, but you have to know that if you only target hunting on young cubs, it will be a bit boring. You must know that good hunters are usually nest-mates ... Does the sorrow of the deer? If you execute her child in front of her, she will drop tears as beautiful as pearls. The scene is so beautiful and heartbreaking-my heart will be broken because of excessive excitement. What pleasure can be stronger than this ... "

He gritted his teeth to read the profound words, rechecked the envelope, and the postmark showed that it was sent from a post office in Orange County, Los Angeles. The signature at the end of the stationery is "Enjoyer", but this must be a pseudonym.

"Thank you, you might have helped me a lot." Leo said earnestly in the face of a man who was tortured for life. He doesn't know if the other person's life without color will be a little brighter because of this, but he knows that he must rush to Los Angeles again and again to chase the figure and truth behind this letter.

He always chased the truth for others, for law and justice, but this time not only for killing youth, but also for himself.

Rex Island Prison.

"Hey, Lee!" A voice rudely called. Sha Qing looked up from a bench near the playground and saw an unfamiliar prison guard standing two meters away, with a baton in his hand pointing at him: "Come with me."

"What is it, sir?"

"Your psychological evaluation report is out. Sign me to the infirmary to confirm it."

Sha Qing got up, followed him through the airy playground and circuitous corridors, and entered a locker-like room. "This is not the infirmary, sir," he said.

"Wait a minute, I'll pour a cup of coffee." The guard said, and went out, locking the door with his backhand.

Putting his hands in his pants pockets and looking around, seven or eight figures flashed out from behind the closet. The black man, led by him, was abnormally fat, and the fat on his chin almost covered his neck.

"Do you think you can find a good backing, and everything is going well?" Malvo laughed with a dark smile, licking and killing the blue eyes, as if to penetrate clothing, and licked into the flesh all the time, "Tell me how the wolf stick **** / Yours? His 'murder weapon' has hurt a lot of people. One of them died directly on the bed, and the whole bed linen was stained with blood. Can your small body stand it, beauties? "

"It has nothing to do with you, Malvo. Those who know it are far away from me." Sai Qing said politely.

Malvo's smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth, and at this moment he looked like a ferocious beast, eager to tear up something: "The mouth is very hard, newcomer, which makes me look forward to the next thing, what will you do? Crying and licking my toes, begging me to give you something ... "

"There are no surveillance probes here." Sha Qing glanced at the ceiling, interrupting Malvo.

"So don't expect anyone to see it-the prison guard, or your new owner, they will only see your red / naked, fleshy body."

Malvaux's men came round with fierce eyes, like a group of hungry and cruel wolves surrounding a single sheep.

"No one will see-this is exactly what I need." Sha Qing smiled and pulled both hands out of his pants pockets.

"Have you heard that Malvo and his group of classmates have suffered a lot?" Ginig filled his mouth with a burger, and described the scene he heard with an eyebrow, "When the prison guard opened the door of the locker room, they saw their noses and eyes swollen The dizziness fainted on the floor, and the whole body was smashed out, **** like a sausage. It is said that when the prison guard cut the rope, Malvo was still holding his second child in his mouth. Are they engaged in any **** / **** party? Any old faces of dead fat people are lost now, and the whole prison has another year of jokes, hahaha! "

The wolf glanced suspiciously, the latter sitting next to him, eating dinner in peace, like a good student who behaved well.

"Did you do it?" He asked less sure.

Sha Qing innocently raised an eyebrow: "One or nine, are you sure? And I signed it in the medical office then."

The Wolf Club also felt that the possibility was unlikely. He shrugged and said, "No matter who it is, this time he lost his face. The best thing to clean up humiliation is blood. I am afraid that the war will advance."

"What war?"

"The battle of red and blue. Maybe it ’s Thanksgiving on Thursday, because the police were weak, maybe earlier ... we need to be ready to go to war. Kinig, inform our people to prepare weapons. As for you, El , This is a good opportunity for you to learn how to grow up to be a qualified gangster. At least kill each other. How about your reputation? "

"No problem," said Sha Qing, ingesting the last sip of vegetable soup.

"The biggest variable now is your Italian neighbor." Wolf Club said, "Although he did not intervene in the last battle, he implicitly instructed his men to facilitate Marvo. It is estimated that the other party promised him a lot of benefits, so that we Passed into a passive situation. This time we have to grab him first, even if we cannot become a reinforcement, we must let him be completely neutral. El, I want you to keep an eye on him, if you have any private contact with him over there, you have to be the first Notify me in a moment. "

He thought for a while and said, "Maybe I can do more."

"Be careful, he's more difficult to deal with than Malvern." The wolf sticked to his shoulder, his thumb rubbing his neck socket, half warning, half tuned, "and he was very straight, But you won't be sorry for you because of your face. "

"I'll let him know that I have more than just faces." Sha Qingman answered indifferently.

The wolfstick smiled lowly: "I am looking forward to your ability, including the bed ... Are you sure you will not come with me in the evening, I am doing my best to ensure that you will be in heaven."

"No, thank you." His novices refused without hesitation. "Keep your guns against outsiders."

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