Extraordinary pedigree

Stockholm prison.

"The time for meditation and reflection is over. We will count the number of people later, and then it will be time to relax."

The jailer's cry rang in Primo's ears. He put away his crossed legs, and then began to stand up slowly. He couldn't stand up too fast, because he sat down with his legs crossed and reflected for 45 minutes. Now his legs were very weak. Numb.

And if you stand up too quickly, you may feel dizzy.

Primo stood up and subconsciously started the next journey:

14:30~15:30——Count the number of people and sit down for the second time to reflect.

15:30~16:00——The second release.

To be honest, life in prison reminded him of his student days, except now the teacher was replaced by a jailer and his classmates were replaced by inmates.

Oh, by the way, at the same time, there are no young, beautiful and lively members of the opposite sex here, but that's okay. Most of the young and beautiful love in the 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.

Apart from these, his days and life are still so regular and "fulfilling".

During the break time, Primo did not play ball on the playground with the inmates with strong limbs, nor did he hang out with the thorny ones hiding in the corner smoking behind the backs of the jailers. Those thorny heads who smoked were usually not in the prison. They are easy to mess with, and their ability to get cigarettes proves that they understand the rules of the game here.

Everything is so familiar, just like the public school he stayed in when he was a student, everyone will form a small group of their own.

Every prisoner in the prison claims that he or she is innocent—that they were brought in because they were framed by a stone-hearted judge, an incompetent lawyer, the police, or they were just unlucky.

In this test of life, everyone here performed abnormally, including himself.

When Primo came to the shabby bench where he usually stayed in a daze, he couldn't help but wipe his eyes. After proving that he had no hallucinations, he showed an expression of disbelief.

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

Sitting on the bench was a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes. He was holding a copy of "Stockholm Daily News" in his hand, with his legs crossed. Beside him lay a large dog with white hair and red eyes. The large dog was bored. Beating Hatz.

"you···"

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

"Would you like some hot shrimp paste toast?" Xia Xiu folded the newspaper in his hand, picked up the package of shrimp paste toast and handed it to Primo.

"Ah...uh...thank you."

Primo took the toast handed to him with an unnatural expression. Feeling the heat from the toast through the wrapping paper, he was sure that he was not dreaming.

"What on earth are you..."

"Mr. Primo, sit next to me. I also have a special fruit drink here. You can eat it first."

A warm smile appeared on the handsome face of the blond young man. He patted the empty seat beside him and motioned for Primo to sit down.

Primo came to sit next to the other party.

"You probably haven't eaten outside food for a long time. The food in prison must be very inappropriate." Xia Xiu smiled at Primo as if chatting with a friend.

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

"Are you a devil?" Primo turned to look at the other person's perfect profile and asked.

"No, I am an angel." The blond young man replied with a smile.

If the other party is really some terrible guy, no matter what I do, it will be useless. Primo thought.

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

Xia Xiu next to him thoughtfully handed him a glass of juice.

When Primo leaned on the bench and looked at the sky with peace of mind after eating, the gentle voice came from the side again.

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

Here comes the price.

Primo thought that was indeed the case.

"What do you want to ask?"

"You are the head of the tram company. There was an accidental collision between a tram and a tram three years ago. Part of the responsibility here is because you pocketed the renovation money allocated to you by the government."

Xia Xiu spoke slowly in the warm sunshine, while Primo beside him froze.

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

Primo lowered his head with regret.

"You people are really interesting. You have obviously committed a crime, but now you are pretending to have a bad conscience." Xia Xiu said to Primo with a sneer.

But Xia Xiu didn't care if the other party was really sorry. He just came here to piece together the puzzle pieces of Lina's case.

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

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

"He was working for me, but he resigned."

Primo recalled it carefully, and then continued:

"He resigned a month before the accident."

Primo had a rough memory of the resignation routine of Hughes Robin. After all, he resigned a month before the incident.

"Did Hughes Robin be in charge of Route 101 where the accident occurred before he left the job?"

"Yes."

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

Inexplicably, Primo couldn't help but shiver. Just now, he felt a biting chill.

"What kind of person do you think Hughes Robin is?" The blond young man continued to ask questions casually.

Primo recalled it in his mind. He was very impressed by the young man because he exuded an aura of "young walking dead".

Hughes Robin has the nihilism that belongs only 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. The poor young man always wants to live a decent life. And choose to lie, but these lies still require careful calculation and holding on to every penny.

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

"His life must be very bad. To be honest, tram buses are a product of the old times. Even if he doesn't resign, he will be laid off soon. I heard that he also has a wife from the countryside, something like this families are always in debt."

"Oh, by the way, I remember one thing. That guy seemed to have been in jail because of pornography. I heard that a woman was tortured by him to the point of calling the police."

After hearing this, Xia Xiu roughly confirmed his guess. He got up and started walking outside.

"Really···"

"Can I ask why you are 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 young man. Primo saw the other person turning his body sideways and smiled at him and said:

"The lady Lena who died three years ago was the wife of Hughes Robin."

The blond young man's lips were showing undisguised mockery.

When Primo heard this sentence, he immediately thought of something, and a chill rose from his bottom to the top of his head.

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

Everything just now seemed to be his hallucination.

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

[Temperature: 5~7℃/light rain, no continuous wind direction\u0026amp;amp;lt;Level 3]

Hughes Robin ran into the rain shelter in front of him in an extremely embarrassed manner. His hair was soaked and he frowned at the hazy sky above his head. At this time, the looming Razor was rolling in the dark clouds.

"call--"

Hughes stretched out his hands in front of him and let out a breath of hot air to warm his hands that were red from the cold. He hated winter rain, especially this kind of cold rain. It was easy for him to get acne on his body due to the arrival of winter. Frostbite usually occurs in awkward places, such as the toes.

The itching that comes from time to time between the toes is the most uncomfortable, and you can only relieve the itching by constantly flexing the toes through the boots.

Hughes watched for a while and determined that the rain would not stop for a while, and he was now trapped.

Hughes turned around and planned to find a seat in the rain shelter, but when he just turned around, he saw a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes drinking a cup of steaming coffee. There was a stack of papers.

The blond young man holds coffee in his right hand and a document in his left hand. He is looking at the document in his hand with interest, and at the same time, he opens his mouth to take a sip of hot coffee from time to time.

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

The blond young man seemed to have noticed his gaze. The other party pointed to the unopened cup of coffee, raised his head and smiled warmly at him:

"You want to drink?"

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

"If you are willing to give it to me, I am willing to pay you three times the market price."

Winter, rainy days, heavy wind... under such circumstances, it is difficult for anyone to refuse a cup of hot coffee.

To Hughes's surprise, the blond young man shook his head and refused.

"Sir, I like equal exchange, 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 will do."

Hughes was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing:

"You are really an interesting person. May I take the liberty to ask, are you a novelist? Only those who like to write stories will have this inexplicable interest."

"Well, my current career is very close to that of a novelist." Xia Xiu replied with a smile.

He wasn't lying. His current profession was detective, and detectives always appeared in the works of novelists.

Detectives are always favored by novel writers, and the stories written by novelists also make people unknowingly have an inexplicable affection for detectives. However, in fact, most detectives are not as magical as the stories say. The superintendent system also puts detectives in an extremely awkward position.

At this time, Hughes had come and sat down in front of Xia Xiu. The icy cold wind had already made his nose red. He couldn't wait to pick up the coffee on the side and took a sip. The warm coffee flowed down his throat. The warmth flowed into his stomach and he couldn't help but let out a breath.

"Phew - I feel much more comfortable. If you want to ask anything, just ask." Hughes turned to Xia Xiu and said with a smile.

The blond young man glanced at the ring on the ring finger of Hughes's left hand. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked Hughes:

"You are married. If you can, tell me the story between you and your wife. Love is always a topic that people talk about."

Hearing the blond young man's question, Hughes couldn't help but raise his hand and look at the ring on his left ring finger. He answered with happiness in his eyes:

"I met Wendy two years ago. She is seven years younger than me. She was still a fresh graduate when I met her."

Next, Hughes began to chatter endlessly to Xia Xiu about the happy and interesting stories between himself and Wendy. Xia Xiu listened and nodded with a smile, as if he had been moved by the other person's beautiful love story.

ten minutes later.

"...That's it. I proposed to Wendy and she agreed to it."

After Hughes finished telling his love story, he turned his head and waited expectantly for the other party's reaction.

“Wonderful and wonderful.”

Xia Xiu clapped his hands with a look of emotion on his face, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

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

This guy is hopeless and should be left to die.

"Mr. Hughes, I'm actually trying to write a novel recently. Would you like to follow along and listen to it?"

The blond young man said to Hughes Robin in a sincere tone.

"Oh, then I'm really interested in listening." Houston became interested.

"My story is about a car accident."

"An accident once occurred at a roundabout at a three-way intersection. At the time of the incident, the car hit the wall at an almost vertical angle on the outside of the roundabout. After on-site inspection, the traffic police confirmed that the impact speed was above 80 kilometers per hour, and There were no skid marks at the scene. By conducting a blood test on Zhou Jin, the police ruled out the possibility of drunk driving."

"The husband who was driving the car was seriously injured, and the wife who was in the car died. Originally, this was an ordinary traffic accident, but you know the strangest thing about it."

The blond young man rubbed his chin and looked at the somewhat unnatural Hughes. There was a hint of cat-and-mouse teasing in his golden eyes.

"What's weird? Isn't this..." Hughes asked absently.

"No, no, no, this is not an ordinary traffic accident."

The blond young man said with a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth:

"The deceased's family later discovered multiple insurance policies. If the wife died unexpectedly, the husband could receive up to 500,000 in compensation."

"In other words, behind the accident was a conspiracy to kill his wife and defraud her insurance company."

Hughes smiled stiffly and said:

"It's really a dramatic story. The audience will definitely like it. I think it's almost the same with rain..."

Just when Hughes was about to change the subject, he saw the blond young man take out a photo and put it in front of him.

"No, Mr. Hughes, my story has just begun. The case I just mentioned provided a source of inspiration for the protagonist of the story, and the protagonist of the story I am about to tell is even more hypocritical and more hypocritical than the husband in the story just now. It’s cunning and makes people feel...disgusting!”

The young man with blond hair and golden eyes stared at Hughes and chanted slowly:

“As for the jackals, dogs and leopards, monkeys, scorpions, vultures, and poisonous snakes;

In this evil and despicable zoo, crawl among the reptiles, roaring and snarling.

But there is a beast, uglier, more vicious, and more despicable!

It does not shout loudly and behaves in a low-key manner;

But it is deliberately trying to reduce the world to ruins. "

"Hughes Robin, you are that ugly beast."