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He had a great future ahead.

There are careers, girlfriends who follow him, and fans who support him.

The dazed clarity in front of me, the memories dissipated, is an unbearable reality.

It was an empty and cold cell.

And he was disfigured.

And life imprisonment.

I'm going to spend my whole life in prison.

He dared not think about the days to come, let alone recall the past.

It will 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 as him. He was stout, with thick and strong arms and thighs. He looked in his 30s and 40s. He was already there before Liu Zhengyuan came in. I stayed here, and like him, I stayed here first, and then I would be transferred to prison.

This man looked very difficult to provoke, especially his eyes, which were cold and terrifying. Before Liu Zhengyuan accidentally met his gaze, he couldn't help being surprised, and then lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

I heard the policeman's words by chance, this man seems to be a serial killer, he killed four or five people, and finally caught him.

Naturally, he did not dare to have too much contact with this person.

Liu Zhengyuan returned to his bed and sat down with his head down. He suddenly saw that the man was called out by the police and said something. After a while, he walked in and his eyes were fixed on Liu Zhengyuan.

Liu Zhengyuan saw excitement in the man's eyes.

He couldn't help but shrank back on the bed, a sense of fear arose spontaneously.

Liu Zhengyuan avoided his sight, closed his eyes, and pretended to be sleeping. He didn't want that man to actually walk in front of him, and a shadow fell, with a hint of coolness, and his eyes were vicious, so people couldn't ignore it at all.

He clenched his fingers tightly and slowly opened his eyes. The man was looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile, like a beast lurking in the night, feeling that his throat was in the hands of the man.

Liu Zhengyuan couldn't help swallowing, his strong desire to survive made his voice cautious.

"……What's up?"

"Something." The man condescendingly narrowed his eyes, "You seem to have offended someone."

Liu Zhengyuan was suddenly a little confused.

He frowned. "What?"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the man's complexion suddenly change. One hand grabbed the clothes in front of his chest and the other hand raised his fist high, smashing it down violently. .

Liu Zhengyuan's face was immediately filled with severe pain, and along with his shrill screams, a bloody smell spread in his mouth.

The man's strength was already great, and coupled with his sturdy arms that had been exercising, Liu Zhengyuan's face was completely unhealed when he punched him, and the new pain caused him to die.

In panic, Liu Zhengyuan retreated desperately. He covered his face and howled in disbelief: "Who am I offending!"

"Then you have to ask yourself." The man finished speaking, grabbed Liu Zhengyuan's clothes by the collar, raised his arm again and beat him hard.

After several repetitions, Liu Zhengyuan's sheets were soaked with blood, his face was even more frightening than before, and his breath was weak.

Then the man let go of him with disgust, went back to his bed leisurely, pulled out a cigarette with Erlang's legs crossed, then lit it with a match, and finally took a sigh of relief.