#eleven

The door to the warden of the Interstellar Prison was knocked.

The young man looked sideways at the door, and after a while, he slowly withdrew his feet that were stepping on the man's head.

His voice slowly: "In."

The prison guard pushed open the door and showed that he was shocked when he saw the man lying on the ground, but when he met the young man's cold silver eyes, he was shocked and dared not think about anything.

"Report, report to the warden, something happened."

...

When the door of the bathhouse was opened again, the vicious criminals and the prison guards who had very similar scenes couldn't help but turn pale.

Only the young man wearing glasses looked at the scene that looked like a slaughterhouse without changing his face.

After a while, he walked into the bathhouse slowly, stepping on the accumulated blood.ωωw..net

There are only two living people in the entire bathhouse.

The black-haired boy with almost no wounds on his body shrank in the corner, his face was pale, his eyes were terriblely red, and he looked extremely helpless.

And about five or six meters away from the boy, the silver-haired young man seemed to walk out of the sea of ​​blood and sit by the wall. He lowered his head, and only his slightly undulating chest proved that he was still alive.

Chris looked at the two of them lightly.

"So, who is my prisoner?"

...

There is no surveillance in the bathhouse, and there are only two people who are still alive.

But at present, no matter who did this, the dying young man seemed to be on the verge of life and could not ask anything from him for the time being.

The prison guards lifted the blood-stained young man and sent him to the infirmary.

Chris glanced at the boy sitting in the corner, who seemed to be trembling with fear.

The boy seemed to be frightened, his eyes were scattered, his whole face was strangely white, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked extremely mentally in a very poor state.

Perhaps because he noticed his gaze, the boy looked at him with trembling eyes.

The green eyes were like a washed gem, transparent and clear.

A drop of tears as big as beans rolled out from the red eyes, and the boy bit his lip and lowered his head.

But even though the boy suppressed his crying extremely, Chris still heard a little bit of subtle sobs.

Poor and weak, like a simple innocent person.

but.

There are no innocent people in the interstellar prison.

Chris withdrew his gaze and "locked into the interrogation room."

With his orders, the prison guards stepped forward to catch the boy, and no matter how scared or feared the boy was, they pulled him up mercilessly.

The boy was completely unable to resist and was rushed into the interrogation room stumbled all the way.

Chris walked slowly around in the bloody red, and after a while, he squatted down in front of a corpse.

A prison guard bent down and asked, "Who should that prisoner be handed over to interrogate?"

Chris looked at the neatly broken arm in his hand, and for a while, he said lightly: "I'll do it."

The prison guard couldn't help but be surprised, but nodded quickly.

Chris lowered his eyes and looked at the blood stained from the corner of his windbreaker's clothes, frowned, but he quickly endured the discomfort.

Judging from the situation on the scene, these people were all killed by the same person.

The criminals locked in the A-district of the Interstellar Prison are extremely dangerous, and none of them are easy to mess with. The group of dead people in the A-district are considered middle and upper class, but so many people... are still killed by the same person.

He stood up and walked out, "Take all the bodies out and clean up the place."

Sam, the captain of the guard, was also there. Seeing him like this, he asked: "Are you going to interrogate that prisoner?"

"No." Chris looked at the time, "and then interrogated in an hour."

"yes."

Chris returns to the office.

Sanda had been taken to the infirmary for a long time, and the room had been cleaned.

Chris pulled off the gloves on his hand, threw them into the trash can, and sat back behind his desk.

He retrieved two documents from the prison system.

Adonis was sentenced to life imprisonment for fraudulent losses and extremely bad effects.

Personal information, physical fitness, mental strength s.

Chris looked at the information about Adonis that was unfolding on the light screen, and after a while, he closed it.

Judging from this information, this person is indeed capable of doing it.

It's another one.

Unlike Adonis, who talked about how hateful his crimes were and how bad the impact it had on the Covenant, this young man named "Today" had very little information.

Now, he was sentenced to life imprisonment for activities related to interstellar peace and stability.

Chris looked at the information on the screen and frowned slightly.

There is too little content written on this information.

Generally speaking, each prisoner’s information does not contain the life or criminal history of the prisoner, but at least the crime of the prisoner being tried should be clearly stated.

But in addition to briefly explaining the teenager’s crime, the rest is pitifully small.

The whole article is so vague and difficult to explain.

It looks like.

It was fabricated at will, so there was no way to add false information to the details.

Moreover, the teenager’s personal information is also very interesting.

The physical strength is only d, but the mental power has defects - in other words, mental power cannot be used at all.

Interstellar prisons are only used to detain powerful and dangerous prisoners who cannot be locked in ordinary prisons.

With physical fitness and mental power like a teenager, there is no need to be locked in Interstellar Prison.

...

The door of the interrogation room was closed and the room became dim.

After the guards left, Tang Jin was the only one left in the entire interrogation room.

Tang Jin sat on the chair and lowered his head.

I'm afraid that the saddest level will be faced next.

Although she deliberately made the wounds on Adonis like she had been fighting with others when she was fighting against him, she still had too few things to use at that time and left too many traces.

.

For example, the blood on her fingers.

Just thinking of that guy, she couldn't help but frown.

When she finished dealing with the other party, the young man was barely awake.

The young man kneeling on the ground and was strangled by her neck were covered with wounds of all sizes, some of which were already deep enough to see the bones.

If an ordinary person is not scared to kneel down and beg for mercy, he should be somewhat afraid and afraid.

but……

The young man is now full of drunkenness.

When Tang Jin looked at his eyes.

There was excitement, fanaticism, and so intense that it made people feel a little uncomfortable-
Chapter completed!