Chapter 579 Psychiatric Prison Murderer No. 036 (13)

Jiang Minluo was silent for a while: "My biological sister."

"Um"

Jiaoyang frowned impatiently, but still replied: "You are really sorry."

The man smiled self-deprecatingly, no longer expecting to hear any comforting words from her: "Back then, everyone thought that as the eldest son of the Jiang family, I was destined to inherit the family business in the future. But I had no idea about the shopping mall.

I was not interested in the intrigues in the Internet, and decided to become a police officer. My whole family opposed it, but she was the only one who supported me.

Later, I went to pursue my ideal, and there was a hail of bullets and bullets, and I never knew when I would be gone forever. From then on, the burden of the Jiang family fell on the shoulders of my brother, and my sister. She is really sensible."

Jiang Mingluo's eyes were a little sad. He took off her prison uniform, pulled it from her shoulders to her arms, and then buried it with a look of attachment.

"Do you care about your sister?" Jiaoyang tightened her fingers and looked at him, "Her death makes you feel sad?"

Then he should go to his sister's place to pay homage to her and miss her. Why would he come to her place to live in intoxication?

Depend on!

Jiaoyang was deeply suspicious at this time that this man came to her on purpose to make a miserable life for her, so as to gain sympathy and take the opportunity to get close to her!

She is very sleepy now and just wants to finish her work early and go to bed.

However, Huitou Grass is really not delicious at all!

"I care about more than just my sister."

Jiang Mingluo frowned: "But as the warden of Mosca and the eldest son of the Jiang family, I can't even protect my only biological sister. This is a fault of not fulfilling my responsibilities."

"What do you mean?" Jiaoyang blinked and caught the key words in his words, "What does it mean to be the warden of Mosga Prison?"

"She was killed by criminals from Mosga, and they were deliberately retaliated because she was my sister." Jiang Mingluo told the truth.

"There is such a thing."

Jiaoyang was a little confused, and after realizing something, she curled her lips and asked, "So are all the guards in Mosga Prison so useless?"

"There won't be a next time."

Jiang Minluo lowered his head, and then stared into her eyes with a stern face: "I know what you are thinking, but with lessons learned from the past, Mosga's defense will become even tighter, and the same mistake will not be made again.

"

Jiaoyang narrowed her eyes slightly, with deep meaning in her eyes.

Since then, a group of prison guards with guns in hand have been added to Mosgane, patrolling everywhere.

When Lingwen stayed in the prison cell, the other people in the room had long been familiar with the footsteps that often sounded outside, and they even talked and laughed.

He was the only one sitting on the bed, listening closely to what was going on outside, frowning slightly.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly bent down and covered his abdomen, shouting loudly: "I can't do it anymore, my stomach suddenly hurts."

When all the subordinates saw it, they quickly put down what they were busy doing and rushed forward to greet him, asking eagerly: "Boss Shi, what's the matter?"

"Go and call the janitor quickly. If something happens to Boss Shi, you can't afford it!"

While making an expression of unbearable pain, Shi Lingwen quietly opened one eye and raised the corners of his lips with a hint of success.

Late at night, in the darkest and darkest place of Mosga Prison, after a brief carnival, there is now silence.

It's like inhabiting a beast that has just carried out a bloody massacre and eaten.

With a "squeak" sound, the iron door was opened from the outside, and a man wearing a prison guard's uniform walked in. But the face under the brim of the hat was clearly Shi Lingwen.

Siriyan, who was resting with his head propped up and eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. His green eyes were like a pair of twinkling gems in the darkness, emitting a faint cool light.

"What do you want from me, my dear partner?"

The man's lips had a faint smile as always, and his pale golden hair, which had not been trimmed for many years, had grown to the waist. Now it was sliding down his face, making his completely Western-style face look somewhat coquettish.

Although being interrupted from his rest made him feel a little unhappy mentally, he was a partner after all, and he still hoped to have a good cooperative experience before he escaped from prison.

This place has been washed with water and disinfectant, but the lingering smell of corruption and blood cannot be washed away.

"Don't pretend to be stupid for me."

Shi Lingwen frowned tightly: "Our plan is about to be implemented, and you make such a big noise again. It's okay. With this accident and irritating him, Jiang Minluo will only be more cautious.

Mosga's defense has been strengthened again. Can you guarantee that we won't be captured again after we escape? You have the royal bloodline of your grandmother as a gold medal to avoid death. When the time comes, I will face a shooting."

When he heard the words "royal bloodline" spit out from Shi Lingwen's mouth, the smile on the corner of Sriya'an's lips froze for a moment.

He stood up, the curvature of his lips gradually retracted visibly to the naked eye, and then quickly and exaggeratedly grinned. Although he was smiling, his face was sinister, comparable to any sinister monster in the world, and his green eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

, a gloomy wind blew around me.

Facing Shi Lingwen's question, Sriya'an raised his chin arrogantly, Cen Bai's fingers curled up, and his knuckles tapped on the thick glass between the two of them.

Shi Lingwen's brows did not relax. Seeing his move, he subconsciously took a few steps back.

"These layers of tempered glass have never trapped me, so why do you think that Jiang Mingluo can turn things around at a critical moment by adding an extra layer of defense outside."

"You'd better not be lying."

When Shi Ling heard this, he was doubtful.

This mentally ill person is very difficult to deal with. He always seems to be smiling, but in fact he is the most unstable and violent person.

When he was still in the Zhai family in Asia, he did some popular science on mental illness in this area. Generally, mental patients suffering from this kind of illness will have their own world view and be centered on themselves. Whenever he commits a crime and kills

It does not produce a sense of guilt or the fear and avoidance that normal people should have, but it is an extreme physical and psychological enjoyment.

What's more, they will also have their own unique murder techniques and "little hobbies". There are too many such murder cases.

People suffering from this disease are extremely self-centered, self-centered, and arrogant, thinking that they are above all things. This also leads to the fact that special people suffering from this disease will not treat each other because they are the same kind most of the time.

Instead of cherishing each other, they kill each other.

The most terrible thing is that people suffering from this special disease are generally people with high IQs. They not only have a proud personality, but also have the ability to maintain this pride.

Therefore, Sirian, a perverted maniac, seemed to have impulsively killed the woman on the spur of the moment. It was very likely that he had carefully planned it.

Two chapters in one.

Yuanyuan suddenly realized that she hadn't said yet that there would be an update of at least 20,000 words on the second day of next month, haha.

Happy New Year in advance!
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