Wine and Gun

This matter was so high-profile that it didn't do any good to Jerome's face, and the other party was probably already furious. Judging from Pfister's experience of squatting back and forth in prison many times, Jerome would not choose to let things go so easily this time.

In fact, he didn't understand a little. If Armalite didn't do things so blatantly, no one might suspect that he did it. After all, there are too many people who died in accidents in prisons - but, except for Westland. Besides the pianist, who else would disembowel others and hang them up? There are many people in prison who are outlaws, but very few of them are really psychopaths who take pleasure in dismembering people's corpses. . Why did Armalite do it so blatantly?

Feist really wanted to ask this question, but with what he knew about this difficult roommate, the other party probably wouldn't answer him.

What Fest never expected was that in the end it was Amarette who spoke first.

You know, Herstal Armalite's style is that if you don't take the initiative to talk to him, he basically can't remember that he needs to talk to you, so saying that he takes the initiative to speak is a good match for Pfister The lottery is harder.

"How do you generally make choices?" he asked flatly.

This question really started without end, even Feist was stunned for a moment. He thought for a moment, then laughed: "Me? I usually decide by tossing a coin."

This sentence is not completely false. If it weren't for Feister's lack of planning in life, he would not have lived his life as it is now on the basis of having a pretty face. Then he heard Herstal sigh unsurprisingly, a mixture of sneering and "I shouldn't have asked you" on his face.

"...Forget it, I'm joking." Pfister shrugged his shoulders and continued to eat those bland beans, "Anyway, my principle is: do whatever you want, and do what you want to do most at the moment. Of course, don't regret what you have done after a long time. As long as you don't regret it, everything is easy to say."

He had strictly implemented his ideas in his previous life, so much so that he seemed happy when he was in prison. He did think so himself: He was seven months away from prison, and every day after that was still brand new.

(Although he is likely to be imprisoned soon for fraud or other illegal acts in the future, Pfister knows this very well)

"'No regrets,'" said Armalette, who seemed to give a frivolous laugh that seemed colder than the wind outside, "even in the face of things that could determine the course of your life. Do you have to tell yourself not to regret it, even if you know years from now that the choice you made at this moment was wrong?"

"They'll find out one day, but you can come with me."

"Why not?" Pfister asked back, admitting that he was indeed a little bit out of step with the thoughts of these people who live in bitterness and hatred every day, "Seriously, if there is any choice, the pianist also Wouldn't you be a killer? I don't think many people really enjoy being chased by the police every day."

Herstal turned to look at him slowly, the iris a dull, icy steel blue in the light, like a hard metal.

"Then please find me."

"Does the pianist regret it?" Pfister asked.

In fact, Pfister did think about this question before, and got the answer soon after he met Herstal Armalite - he doesn't know any criminal psychology, he doesn't know why the pianist keeps killing people, he doesn't know How does the pianist feel about where he is now. But does the pianist regret it? Pfister thinks no, he is quite good at figuring out the psychology of the people standing opposite him, which can be said to be the basic skills of fraudsters, and he can see the answer from Herstal's eyes.

So he actually thinks that no matter what question about "choice" Herstal suddenly thought of tonight, there is no need to ask others. The man should have learned to make the difficult question of choice long ago when he decided to become a serial killer, and he should have had his own answer in that regard.

But at this moment, Pfister only saw that Amarette's face was still as cold and calm as a marble sculpture, and all his thoughts were hidden behind this indestructible mask. He might be thinking, but Pfister didn't know what was on his mind.

Some confused guesses flashed in Feist's mind. Is Amalette thinking about what he and Isaac agreed to? Still thinking about something to do with Balmond's death? Maybe he finally made up his mind to go down a path of choice: people tend to hesitate before making such a decision, and then they choose to go down a path that everyone knows is very bad, because when they When they start wrestling with regret, it often means they're about to make a bad choice.

But Armalite just said, "Okay, I see."

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