[Vampire] Stockholm

Zhang Ziyu returned to his cell, and there were still police officers watching him from above.Since the trial was imminent, the police had no way to interrogate him like that.He has become more silent than before.I used to read books and take notes, but now I just spread the books on my lap, thinking about something alone.

The police officer above also looked at him silently, looking at the "Little Logic" in Zhang Ziyu's hand after a whole day, and it was still on the first page.

No conversation.

Late at night, Zhang Ziyu's fingers touching the pages of the book began to tremble slightly, and his back was in extreme pain, as if a knife had been cut on the butterfly bone one by one. He closed the book, and his whole body got under the quilt. He suddenly woke up from his drowsiness, stretched his head and looked at Zhang Ziyu who was in the lower berth.

In the past, Zhang Ziyu would give him a knife-like look, but at this time, Zhang Ziyu's face was full of pain, his brows were furrowed, and he wrapped himself in a quilt.There was a faint panting sound from his mouth.A sweet aroma seemed to suddenly fill the entire cell, making the policeman's eyes a little red.He got off the bed unconsciously, and approached Zhang Ziyu——

The quivering quilt.

He slowly stretched out his hand towards the quilt, and even he couldn't control his behavior, his nose was full of sweet and greasy aroma, a strong desire to be released.And the murderer in front of him seemed to be his exit.

He grabbed the quilt violently, the quilt filled his palms, and then pulled the quilt away——

He couldn't believe what he saw.

His pupils dilated instantly, and Zhang Ziyu's fierce fist came oncoming.

Before the trial, the policeman had been observing Zhang Ziyu, always feeling that he had forgotten something when he saw this man, but he couldn't remember it anyway, and the man looked at him with more sinister eyes, as if he could tear him into pieces anytime, anywhere. debris.

He didn't know why the other party hated him so deeply.

Xiao Chuchu was so busy that she managed to find some clues about Zhang Ziyu's case from Lin Xianyu. As long as they found Zhang Ziyu's mother's grave, they could get evidence. When he opened the coffin, he found that the corpse had already rotted to the point of horror, let alone any evidence.

Only then did Xiao Chuchu remember that Zhang Ziyu's lawyer must have done something wrong.But they couldn't produce evidence.

The time for the court session was approaching, and for the first time, Xiao Chuchu felt helpless about her own inability to do anything, so she began to smoke, and the more she smoked, the harder she smoked.However, at this time, Killer, who had been disappearing for a long time, started to attack. Jiang Wanru, who was guarded by the police at home, was suddenly attacked by a courier. He was already in the hospital and would wake up in two days.The progress of other cases can be regarded as allowing Xiao Chuchu to retain some confidence in her work.

Zhang Ziyu was finally mentioned in court, and the judge's face was blurred to him.He could only see Lin Xianyu, standing in the plaintiff's seat, describing his crimes to the judge word by word. His spirit had already been torn apart, and he gave Ling Zuo all the right to speak.Hearing the police and Ling Zuo's swords, he was suddenly very tired.

Not only the exhaustion brought about by "that time", but also the despair in my heart for Lin Xianyu's betrayal of him.

When the judge asked, "Does the defendant have anything else to say?"

Zhang Ziyu's eyes fell on Lin Xianyu, and he said: "A Xian, when I asked you, would you like to stay by my side, was your answer sincere?"

He said that the thick dark circles covered the abyss-like eyes, but he never only looked at Lin Xianyu.

His eyes said, I trust you.

The whole court was in an uproar.

Lin Xianyu looked at him steadily, even though he was still in a wheelchair in the plaintiff's seat in the court.

"No." he replied.

Zhang Ziyu's eyes shrank instantly, turning into a thin pinhole.

"Very good." He said, the words were soft and soft, and a chill ran down everyone's backs.

In the end, the court sentenced Zhang Ziyu to serve three years in prison, but he could be allowed to suspend his execution for three months, and ordered Zuo to pay a lot of money so that he could be released on bail during this period.Zhang Ziyu led Ling Zuo out of the court just like that, with boundless indifference in his eyes, but he still couldn't help looking at Lin Xianyu.

"Ah Xian..." Zhang Ziyu mouthed silently when passing by the other party.

Lin Xianyu did not respond.

Zhang Ziyu asked Ling Zuo to take him back to the villa at home.The villa had been abandoned for a long time, but Ling Zuo had already cleaned it many times in advance.At this time, when you enter the door, you only feel spotless.

Zhang Ziyu's face was always very pale, and his lips were even bloodless.He whispered to Ling Zuo, "Ling Zuo, I have been seen."

Ling Zuo looked at him suddenly: "Young master, you..."

"I made him forget that I will kill him sooner or later." Zhang Ziyu said, his tone was still light, but the resentment in his eyes was clear.

Ling Zuo immediately knelt on the ground and said anxiously: "Master, that is your talent and your pride! You must not underestimate yourself or your bloodline!"

Zhang Ziyu looked at Ling Zuo, and then slowly unbuttoned his white shirt, one by one, revealing a graceful body, and then he threw the shirt on the sofa.

"Master..." Ling Zuo's voice trembled a little.

"Prepare me hot water, the hottest one, and I will never allow other people to disturb it before it is finished." Zhang Ziyu said, with dark eyes.

"Yes, young master!" Ling Zuo replied hastily.