He had a bright future.
He has a career, a girlfriend who follows him, and fans who support him.
The haziness in front of my eyes suddenly turns clear, and the memories fade away. It is an unbearable reality.
It was an empty and cold cell.
And he was disfigured.
And life imprisonment.
You'll spend your whole life in prison.
He didn't dare to think about the future, let alone recall the past.
It would only make the regret in his heart like vines, densely crawling all over his heart.
Liu Zhengyuan was taken back to the temporary detention room. There was another man in the same room with him. He had a sturdy build, with thick and strong arms and thighs. He looked to be in his thirties or forties. He had been here before Liu Zhengyuan came in. Like Liu Zhengyuan, he would stay here first and would be transferred to the prison later.
This man looked very difficult to deal with, especially his eyes, which were sinister, cold and terrifying. When Liu Zhengyuan accidentally made eye contact with him before, he couldn't help but be startled, then lowered his head, not daring to look at him.
I happened to hear the police say that this man seemed to be a serial killer who had killed four or five people. It was not easy to catch him.
Naturally, he didn't dare to have too much contact with this person.
Liu Zhengyuan returned to his bed with his head down and sat down. Suddenly he saw the man being called out by the police. He said something to the man, and after a moment he walked in with his eyes fixed on Liu Zhengyuan.
Liu Zhengyuan saw excitement in the man's eyes.
He couldn't help but shrink back into the bed, feeling a sense of fear.
Liu Zhengyuan avoided his sight, closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep. Unexpectedly, the man walked in front of him, and a shadow fell on him, with a hint of coldness and a sharp gaze that could not be ignored at all.
He couldn't help but clench his fingers tightly, and slowly opened his eyes. The man was looking at him with a half-smile on his face, like a wild beast lurking in the night. He felt his throat was in the man's hands.
Liu Zhengyuan couldn't help but swallow his saliva. His strong desire to survive made his voice cautious.
"……What's up?"
"Something happened." The man looked down at her, his eyes narrowed, "You seem to have offended someone."
Liu Zhengyuan was a little confused for a moment.
He frowned: "What?"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the man's face suddenly changed. He grasped his clothes on his chest with one hand and raised the other hand with a fist high, then smashed it down violently.
Liu Zhengyuan's face immediately felt a sharp pain, and along with his shrill screams, a bloody smell spread in his mouth.
The man was naturally strong, and coupled with his sturdy arms from years of training, he punched Liu Zhengyuan, and the wound on his face, which had not healed at all, was inflicted with new pain, making him feel almost dead.
In panic, Liu Zhengyuan desperately shrank back. He covered his face and howled in disbelief: "Who did I offend?"
"That's something you should ask yourself." After the man finished speaking, he grabbed Liu Zhengyuan by the collar and hit him hard again with his arm raised.
After repeating this several times, Liu Zhengyuan's bed sheets were soaked with blood. His face was even more horrifying than before, and his breath was weak.
The man then let him go with disgust, leisurely returned to his bed, crossed his legs, took out a cigarette, lit it with a match, and finally took a puff with great pleasure.
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