[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

Chapter 72

Claire woke up to the sound of a huge explosion.The moment she opened her eyes, the shattered glass casually pierced her eyeballs and finally penetrated her head and flew behind her.However, this long-lost feeling of being close to death makes it rare for Claire to feel that she is still alive.

She concealed her undecided shock, and looked at David who was squatting down in the dense smoke and black mist.Debris from the explosion was also stuck on his back, blood had already seeped into the white shirt, and he looked even a little serious.

However, Dawei didn't seem to notice, he lowered his head and squatted down intently, squatting on the ground to observe something.Claire took two steps, and her movement caught the attention of David, whose back was turned to her.The man blinked hesitantly, and then stretched out his hand after hesitation, as if he wanted to stroke Claire's head, but he finally looked at the dirty fingers, and put his hands on his sides again.

He wiped it on his trouser legs, and his face was dull, but his dark eyes, as clear as a deer, were extremely bright.

Claire frowned and joked: "Did you miss me?"

She thought that she would not answer her own Dawei, but she spoke after the silence, her voice was soft and slow: "This time you... for a little longer..."

Claire didn't know how long she had slept, and it was beyond her control.Therefore, all she could do was raise her lips as if nothing had happened: "I'm sorry~" She heard that her response was insincere and not serious.

Claire finally moved away in embarrassment under the pure dark and bright eyes of David like a baby.She looked around calmly.Then it was discovered that in the room detonated by the bomb, countless human organs were soaked in formalin in the bottles and jars placed on the shelves on both sides of the wall.

Some of them belonged to human fingers, some were bloodshot eyeballs, and some were roughly severed tongues... Claire didn't know how the original owner got these things, whether it was from dead people...or living people...but It is not difficult to judge some obvious information——

He/They are the prey of David.

"Don't move!!" A hoarse male voice roared angrily, the voice sounded abruptly, and Claire quickly turned to look at the door.

In the dark room, through the lingering gunpowder smoke, a middle-aged man approached Dawei step by step with a gun in his hand.When Dawei obeyed the instructions of the voice and wanted to look back, his movement was interrupted roughly again: "Don't move!" He emphasized again, and aimed at a position two meters away from Dawei's side and fired. warn.

Dawei stopped moving.

"Who are you? Turn around!" the officer ordered.Claire clenched her fists, walked to Dawei's side, and said to Dawei who had not moved, "Listen to him and turn around."

Dawei's eyes blinked imperceptibly, and then he turned his body obediently.After receiving the cooperation, the police officer relaxed for a moment, but gripped the gun even tighter.He continued to ask: "Who is the escaped person? Is it your accomplice?!"

Dawei naturally wouldn't answer him.Claire was already standing beside Dawei, she knew that her presence was of no help to Dawei, but she still held his left hand, and she tried to convey the message [he is not alone] to Dawei.

And the knowledge of what the police officer can do finally ordered Dawei to kneel on the ground with his back to him, and Dawei did as he wished.

"Raise your hands above your head!" The police officer ordered again. When she saw Dawei obeying without resistance again, Claire hated this kind of command that always got what she wanted. Damn habit.

Forget it this time, after all, the police have guns in their hands.But for other people, Claire doesn't want Dawei to be so obedient.

They got caught.To be precise, it was David.

When he was taken to the police station, he was greeted with a series of interrogations.After a long silence, Dawei finally spoke: "I am Suzuki Ichiro." He said so, which made Claire feel very relieved.She lay on the table, watching Dawei sitting silently across from her, answering a series of interrogation with indifference, realizing again that he had grown up while she was asleep.

The policeman's name was Chaya, and Claire didn't know his name, but she heard others calling him Officer Chaya.

He discussed the case in the work room separated by a wall. He thanked the glass in the interrogation room for being made of a special material, and he could see Dawei from the outside, which gave Claire the opportunity to find out some information instead of falling into the darkness after leaving Dawei.

She learned about the latest vicious cases.

The criminal has no clue so far, but it can basically be determined that the crime was committed by a group.Many victims died, and the kidnapped victims all have the characteristic that their tongues will be cut off.The most famous of these is the recent bus bombing.

The culprit was Jinchengli Cizi, a famous fortune-teller.Many Japanese people have seen her morning divination.After more and more people fell into the terrorist attacks of criminals, Cizi Jin Chengli once boasted in the show, claiming that he could predict the next method of committing serial bombing terrorist cases and their hiding places.

She made a divination.

Facing a series of tarot cards, he swore a prophecy: "The criminal will attack the traffic bus next time, and the crime will be in the evening."

She said: "Stupid prisoner, he won't know his every move, God has told us through prophecy—"

It's really poor, but it's just a person who wants to make a point of talking about this case.

But there is no doubt that her actions angered the criminals.

Claire shook her head, and continued to talk to Dawei about the news she had heard. She asked, "Do you know what happened next? That's right, Zizi disappeared in Jincheng, and the criminal kidnapped her."

"When it reappeared, she became the lead, or more appropriately the victim, of the bus bombing."

"They tortured her inhumanely, and finally sewed a bomb in Jincheng's stomach before she collapsed, and watched her board the bus. She had no tongue, couldn't call for help, and her weak body made it impossible for her to escape."

"She was blown to pieces, along with the car full of passengers—"

Claire fell silent.

She felt that her throat was hard and she even had doubts about this society.Why do these damned, hateful, terrifying and disgusting prisoners exist in this society? !These bloody lunatics...!

She tried to take a peaceful look at this case that had little to do with her, but it was obviously too difficult.Claire couldn't control the huge malice in her heart, and kept cursing this group of social cancers to hell——

"It's them."

"Huh?" Claire looked at David who spoke.He raised his head slightly and leaned against the prison wall: "It's them." He said.

...The group of prisoners...are women? !

Claire was dumbfounded again.The only female serial killer she has ever seen is Samantha, and she is a patient with serious intellectual and psychological problems.So when Claire first heard the news, she didn't consider the possibility of female serial killers.

After all the bombings?This kind of large-scale, wide-ranging and more cruel case... Claire shut up.

She has to admit that even if they are women, this cruel practice...is still unforgivable.

And Claire didn't speak, and Dawei naturally couldn't speak.The man leaned against the wall silently, with his hands around his knees, forming a quiet sculpture in silence.

It was also because of this silence that the voice from the cell next door could be heard more clearly.

They're talking, secretly:

"Do you know? Damn old woman, that's my dead mother...has a treasury." A man spoke, his voice couldn't hide his pride.

"I asked her so many times and she didn't give it to me, damn it," he said.

"I'm so old, I don't know how to leave good things to my son, do you still want to take them into the coffin?"

"So... As a last resort, I strangled her to death. Anyway, she won't be sentenced to death." He was so proud that he even laughed.The other person was extremely curious: "Really, really?"

"Hey hey hey~~" He laughed sharply: "Is there still a fake?"

"What a strong old woman she is usually, tsk tsk, being caught by a rope?" He laughed loudly: "You don't know, that scene... How disgusting."

"How to say?" The prisoner asked curiously.

"That shit, piss, tsk tsk, my pants are dripping. I still can't forget that smell." The man showed no remorse, Claire lowered her head, and couldn't believe what he said...was his. Mother.

"Wouldn't it be better to give it to me earlier?" The man asked back, humming.Laughter with inexplicable meaning: "The feeling of killing people... is really indescribable, it's so wonderful that I almost have an orgasm!"

"But I'll be released from prison in another 6 months," he smiled mysteriously. "The good day will be... Hehe, I can't wait!"

Claire clenched her fists.

After a long time, she knelt down in front of Dawei with indescribable madness and paranoia.

Dawei leaned on the wall behind the bed, always in a sitting posture with his hands around his knees.Those quiet black eyes were printed and dyed by the moonlight shining in through the skylight, making them even more radiant and extremely moving.

Claire held Dawei's hands tremblingly, and the dry and warm palms seemed to transmit countless powers to her.

Dawei looked at her docilely.

Claire heard her voice so soft that it seemed to disappear into the air, she said, "Don't let him, get out of the prison."

作者有话要说：万华星空扔了1个手榴弹投掷时间:2016-07-0420:18:14

妙祝扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2016-07-0119:39:39

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