Crimson Interracial

It is a great experience in life to be imprisoned in a lifetime, but the environment is a bit bad, and there is a person who misses his ass.

Shu Yin was imprisoned in a five-person room, two for life, one for 30 years, and the other for death row.

As soon as he came in, he had a fight with them. The death row prisoner was the leader, and he had dirty thoughts when he saw Shu Yin's handsome appearance, but before he touched him, Shu Yin threw him to the ground, and he couldn't move his hands.

The rest of them couldn't sit still when they saw the boss being bullied. You punched me and kicked me.

Prison guards have always turned a blind eye to the overlord's aggressiveness. Originally, all the prisoners here are criminals. Some people's crimes are so serious that the death penalty is not enough to justify.

For example, this death row prisoner is a drug lord who has been in Southeast Asia all year round.He has trafficked drugs and killed countless people, and even tortured and killed several anti-drug policemen.

Shu Yin had heard about the crimes committed by this man, but it was inconvenient for him to act in a high-profile manner, thinking that the less his sense of existence, the better, and let Lin Jiayu rescue him as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, the death row prisoner would come to provoke him regardless of life or death.

"You are about to be shot, and you are still causing trouble?" Shu Yin stepped on the back of the condemned prisoner condescendingly.

He gasped, it wasn't the pain, it was the thrill, he was a masochist.

Shu Yin discovered this little detail and smiled contemptuously. He respects all hobbies, but this person does not deserve his respect.

"Why are you so disgusting?" Shu Yin bent over and pulled his collar, "Is it very pleasant? I don't want you to be so excited."

After finishing speaking, he threw him aside indifferently, then glanced at the three people who were huddled in the corner and dared not say anything, and sat down in another corner by himself.

At night, when everyone was falling asleep, Shu Yin heard the sound of cloth rubbing against his ear, he sat up abruptly, his vision became clearer in the darkness, and he quickly and accurately grabbed the man's neck.

Shu Yin's eyes were like ice, piercing his body coldly, and he couldn't help but stagnate again.

"I heard that you shot a man before you came in. Where did you get the gun? You are not from the Tao, otherwise I would not know you."

Shu Yin's tone was displeased, "You woke up in the middle of the night just to say this?"

The condemned prisoner rolled his eyes, "You must have been framed."

"So what, can you help me turn the tables?"

"It's a lawyer's job to come back, but I should be able to help you find out who that person is."

Shu Yin restrained her sharpness, sat up straight and waited for the next sentence.

The condemned prisoner saw that he was interested in coming, so he didn't keep it. "Gun control in country C is strict. Citizens are not allowed to wear guns. I am the one who handles the entire black market arms business. You just need to describe the diameter of the gun's bullets, and I'll give you an answer." To know who the owner of this gun is."

"You think that man would leave something that might reveal his identity just to let me in?"

"You will always find it by following the vine." The condemned prisoner waved his hand disapprovingly, "I am a corner of the road with only one hand covering the sky. All these years are enough, and this life is not in vain."

According to her memory, Shu Yin told all the details of the pistol.

"It won't be him." The face of the condemned prisoner was a little ugly, "It's more like the person behind him."

"Who?"

"The person who got me caught."

The condemned prisoner was talking about the second in command, and he probably coveted the position of the first in command for a long time. He made a seamless plan and sent him to prison, but his sentence could not be commuted.

Shu Yin is not interested in the underworld, what they need to do now is to gradually separate from human society to prevent people from noticing something is wrong.

On the day of the trial, Shu Yin happened to be released, so he also went to the scene, and when he saw the defendant's appearance, he lowered his head and chuckled.

Enoch asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"He's a scapegoat." Shu Yin walked him out casually, followed by Enoch, "We'll visit him when that man is imprisoned."

……

In the interview room, a decadent man in handcuffs straddled a chair and turned his head to look at the person coming.

"I won't beat around the bush. Who are you taking the blame for?" Shu Yin folded her arms around her chest, looking confident.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." The man began to pretend.

Shu Yin smiled, avoiding the prison guard's sight, and opened her bloody mouth to the man, revealing sharp fangs that were different from ordinary people, her eyes suddenly became scarlet and bloodthirsty.

The man trembled suddenly, overturned the chair in a panic and fell to the ground.

Within a few seconds, Shu Yin returned to her usual elegant state.

The prison guard was dissatisfied with the man making such a big noise, so he punched him in the stomach, "Talk as soon as you talk, why are you making so much noise? What the hell?"

The man grunted in pain, but he still didn't dare to sit down, and there was still a little fear in his eyes.

"You know what I mean."

I understand, why don't you understand?The people at the bottom rely on their observations to survive on the edge of the knife.The person in front of him is not an ordinary person, he can enter and leave the prison at will to end his life.

"I don't know his address, but he's been drinking at the Somniferum lately around ten o'clock in the evening."

"He looks good, about 1.7 meters five, with a thin build, and a skull tattoo on his right wrist."

Somniferum is the largest chain of bars in the country. It says it's a bar but it's full of good-looking boys, and people don't know it.

Somniferum's reputation has always been unquestionable, and it has been around since the time when homosexuality was not accepted by society.He has a lot of influence but has never conducted any illegal transactions, which is enough to witness the store owner's three views are extremely upright.

It was already evening when Shu Yin came out of the interview room, the setting sun cast a layer of warm golden light on the ground, Enoch stood in the afterglow, as beautiful as an angel who does not eat fireworks.

"Did you ask anything?"

Shu Yin nodded, then took Enoch's hand, and kissed him between the brows, her gaze was as gentle as water, "Have you been worried for a few days?"

During the time when Shu Yin was in prison, Enoch was not in good spirits, his hair was messy, and his eyes were black and blue, and he hasn't recovered until today.

Enoch shook his head, "It's okay."

"Let's go, relax today and continue fighting tomorrow."

The relaxation that Shu Yin said is to visit the Somniferum.

Different from the hustle and bustle of other bars, the background music here is all lyrical English songs. The resident singer plays the guitar on the stage, and his hoarse voice is unique.

Shu Yin had heard of the name of Somniferum a long time ago, but had never been in it, because before he fell in love with Enoch, he had always thought of himself as a straight man of steel.

"What are you doing in this kind of place?" Enoch's face darkened. He found that there were all good-looking men here, and those with open personalities stood directly on the dance floor and kissed.

Seeing his reaction like this, Shu Yin couldn't help laughing, "Come to hunt."

Hearing that, Enoch's face darkened even more, "I never knew I could continue hunting after having a lover."

Shu Yin didn't listen, his eyes fell on the corner of the bar, where a man in a black T-shirt was sitting, with an obvious skull tattoo on his right wrist.

"Goddess of Luck still takes care of me." Shu Yin was in a good mood and smacked Enoch's face, almost hugging him in circles.

Enoch was baffled by his actions, but he no longer had a gloomy expression.