Stockholm prison.

"The time for meditation and reflection is over. We will count the number of people later, and then it will be time to relax."

The jailer's cry rang in Primo's ears. He put away his crossed legs, and then began to stand up slowly. He couldn't stand up too fast, because he had sat down with his legs crossed and reflected for 45 minutes. Now his legs were very weak.

Numb.

And if you stand up too quickly, you may feel dizzy.

Primo stood up and subconsciously started the next journey:

14:30~15:30——Count the number of people and sit down for the second time to reflect.

15:30~16:00——The second release.

To be honest, life in prison reminded him of his student days, except now the teacher was replaced by a jailer and his classmates were replaced by inmates.

Oh, by the way, at the same time, there are no young, beautiful and lively members of the opposite sex here, but that’s no problem. Most of the young and beautiful love in the student days has nothing to do with him, well, it should be said that it has nothing to do with the vast majority of people.

Apart from these, his days and life are still so regular and "fulfilling".

During the break time, Primo did not play ball on the playground with the inmates with strong limbs, nor did he hang out with the thorns who hid in the corner and smoked with the guards behind their backs. Those thorns who smoked were usually not in the prison.

They are easy to mess with, and if they can get cigarettes, it proves that they understand the rules of the game here.

Everything is so familiar, just like the public school he stayed in when he was a student, everyone will form a small group of their own.

Every prisoner in the prison claims that he or she is innocent - that they came in because they were victims of false accusations made by cruel judges, incompetent lawyers, police officers, or just bad luck.

In this test of life, everyone here performed abnormally, including himself.

When Primo came to the shabby bench where he usually stayed in a daze, he couldn't help but wipe his eyes. After proving that he had no hallucinations, he showed an expression of disbelief.

"Mr. Primo, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

Sitting on the bench was a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes. He was holding a copy of the "Stockholm Daily News" in his hand, with his legs crossed. Beside him lay a large dog with white hair and red eyes. The large dog was bored.

Hitting the target.

"you···"

Primo didn't know what to say for a moment, how did the young man in front of him come in, and what happened to the dog.

"Would you like some hot shrimp paste toast?" Xia Xiu folded the newspaper in his hand, picked up the bag containing the shrimp paste toast and handed it to Primo.

"Ah...uh...thank you."

Primo took the toast handed to him with an unnatural expression. Feeling the heat from the toast through the wrapping paper, he was sure that he was not dreaming.

"What on earth are you..."

"Mr. Primo, sit next to me. I also have a special fruit drink here. You can eat it first."

A warm smile appeared on the handsome face of the blond young man. He patted the empty seat beside him and motioned for Primo to sit down.

Primo came to the other party and sat down.

"You probably haven't eaten outside food for a long time. The food in prison must be very unpleasant." Xia Xiu smiled at Primo as if chatting with a friend.

Primo recalled the strange foods he ate every day, and then looked at the fragrant toast in his hand. He couldn't help but swallow.

"Are you a devil?" Primo asked, turning his head and looking at the other person's perfect profile.

"No, I am an angel." The blond young man replied with a smile.

If the other party is really some terrible guy, no matter what I do, it will be useless. Primo thought to himself.

Looking at the toast in his hand, Primo finally couldn't hold back the greed in his stomach. He opened his mouth and took the first bite, then the second, and the third.

Xia Xiu next to him thoughtfully handed him a glass of juice.

When Primo was leaning on the bench and looking at the sky with peace of mind after eating, the gentle voice came from the side again.

"Mr. Primo, I have a question for you."

Here comes the price.

This is indeed what Primo thought.

"What do you want to ask?"

"You are the person in charge of the tram company. An accidental collision between a tram and a tram occurred three years ago. Part of the responsibility here is because you embezzled the renovation funds allocated to you by the government."

Xia Xiu spoke slowly in the warm sunshine, while Primo beside him stiffened.

"The victim in the case three years ago was a woman, and you were thoroughly investigated for this matter. The final result was that you were sentenced to fifteen years."

Primo lowered his head with regret.

"You people are really interesting. You have obviously committed a crime, but now you are pretending to have a bad conscience." Xia Xiu said to Primo with a sneer.

However, Xia Xiu didn't care if the other party was really sorry. He just came here to piece together the jigsaw puzzle of Lina's case.

"Hughes Robin, you should know him," Xia Xiu asked Primo.

Primo was stunned for a moment, he was a little surprised that the other party said this familiar name.

"He worked for me once, but then he resigned."

Primo recalled it carefully, and then continued:

"He resigned a month before the accident."

Primo had a rough memory of Hughes Robin's resignation, after all, he resigned a month before the incident.

"Did Hughes Robin be in charge of Route 101 where the accident occurred before he left his job?"

"Yes."

After listening to Primo's words, the blond young man's index finger and thumb of his left hand began to turn the ring on his right index finger.

Inexplicably, Primo couldn't help but shiver. Just now, he felt a biting chill.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What kind of person do you think Hughes Robin is." The blond young man continued to ask questions as if casually.

Primo recalled it in his mind. He was very impressed by the young man because he exuded an aura of "young walking dead".

Hughes Robin has the nihility that belongs only to young people. He is like himself who has just stepped out of the ivory tower: he lies all day long, and these lies are very expensive. The poor young man always wants to live a decent life.

And choose to lie, but these lies still require careful calculation and holding on to every penny.

Adults have to experience many setbacks before they can slowly stop living in the eyes and expectations of others.

"His life must be very bad. To be honest, tram buses are a product of the old times. Even if he doesn't resign, he will be laid off soon. I heard that he also has a wife from the countryside, something like this

Families are always in debt."

"Oh, by the way, I remember one thing. The guy seemed to have been in jail because of pornography. I heard that a woman was tortured by him to the point of calling the police."

After hearing this, Xia Xiu roughly confirmed his guess. He stood up and started walking outside.

"Yeah..."

"Can I ask why you are looking for Hughes Robin..." Primo couldn't help but ask Xia Xiu who was standing in front of him.

At this time, the sun was shining on the blond young man. Primo saw the other person turning his body sideways and smiled at him and said:

"The lady Lena who died three years ago was the wife of Hughes Robin."

The blond young man's lips were showing undisguised mockery.

When Primo heard this sentence, he immediately thought of something, and a chill rose from the bottom of his head to the top of his head.

Primo opened his mouth to ask something more from the blond young man, but when he looked up again, the handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes and the large white-haired dog had disappeared.

Everything just now seemed to be his hallucination.

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[It is now six o'clock in the evening, air quality: good.]

[Temperature: 5~7℃/light rain, no sustained wind direction level 3]

Hughes Robin ran into the rain shelter in front of him in an extremely embarrassed manner. His hair was soaked and he frowned at the hazy sky above his head. At this time, the looming Razor was rolling in the dark clouds.

"call--"

Hughes stretched out his hands in front of him and let out a breath of hot air to warm his hands that were red from the cold. He hated winter rain, especially this cold rain. It was easy for him to get acne on his body due to the arrival of winter.

Frostbite usually occurs in awkward places, such as the toes.

The itching that comes from time to time between the toes is the most uncomfortable, and you can only relieve the itching by constantly flexing the toes through the boots.

Hughes waited and watched for a while, confirming that the rain would not stop for a while, and he was now trapped.

Hughes turned around and planned to find a seat in the rain shelter, but when he just turned around, he saw a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes drinking a cup of steaming coffee.

There is a stack of documents.

The blond young man holds coffee in his right hand and a document in his left hand. He is looking at the document in his hand with interest, and at the same time, he opens his mouth to take a sip of hot coffee from time to time.

Hughes couldn't help but look at the large white-haired dog lying next to the young man and another cup of steaming coffee placed by the young man in the empty space on his left hand.

The blond young man seemed to have noticed his gaze. The other party pointed to the unopened cup of coffee, raised his head and smiled warmly at him:
To be continued...