Xiong Fei stared intently at the man on the monitor screen, as if pondering some magical and exquisite mystery, carefully observing and capturing every subtle expression on the man's face.

For prisoner a15820, Xiong Fei had only two impressions in the past: one, the king of war; two, his name is Baitang.

I still remember that when the prisoner a15820 was just sent to the Chick, he was like a frightened bird, his heart would burst and fall from the sky when he heard the sound of the bowstring.

At that time, his expression was flustered, his shoulders were hunched, every step he took seemed to be as difficult as going to hell, his eyes were always red, and his nails were bitten unevenly. Startled, he curled up his body.

Since the title of "Lord of War" is too resounding, no one will take it lightly, so when Baitang's image with a strong contrast with this title appeared on the Wei Chu, everyone was extremely surprised.

But Xiong Fei didn't feel suspicious when he saw Baitang for the first time like the others, because he was well versed in the truth that people should not be judged by appearances. Gentle and kind, but in fact, a madman with poison in his bones and bloody hands.

After being imprisoned, prisoner a15820 kept repeating "You have arrested the wrong person, I am not some kind of king of war", but could not produce strong evidence.

After several interrogation observations, Xiong Fei thought more than once that either this man is very good at disguising himself, using impeccable lies and acting skills to pretend to be someone else, or the Interstellar Bureau of Investigation really caught the wrong person.

As for remembering a prisoner's name, it was because Xiong Fei had an unusual fondness for sweets, especially white sugar, since he was a child.He loves sugar very much, and in the past two years, he has reached the point where he cannot think without sugar.

As a workaholic, once he enters the working state, he often forgets to sleep and eat. This may be the reason. From time to time, he will feel blackness in front of his eyes, rapid heartbeat, and cold sweat.

He thinks this is a symptom of hypoglycemia, the need for sugar intensifies, and as long as he eats sugar, he can feel his heart rate stabilize.

But he is a tough man after all, he is the warden of the Sly Chick, and he can't carry candies with him like a child, so he put all the candies in Chu Qiao's pocket, and put Chu Qiao's candies when necessary. Joe calls over, or goes to the therapy room for a sugar refill while he tackles work.

Today I heard that prisoner a15820 caused quite a commotion when he was out in the wind. He fought against the crowd with a fierce momentum. In the shocking description of the prison guard, there was a little bit of bravery and impropriety.

Xiong Fei didn't believe it at first, so he thought that he finally couldn't hold back and showed his true colors, so he wanted to take this opportunity to let Chu Qiao break through his psychological defense.

Seeing the man's various performances against Chu Qiao now, Xiong Fei fell into confusion again.

The attractiveness of a person's appearance is determined by his temperament.In the past, Xiong Fei didn't pay much attention to Baitang's appearance, he only had a vague impression, until today he could clearly identify his face through the screen.

The man is still young, his skin is smooth and delicate, without too many marks left by the years, his eyebrows are arched, his eyes are as clear as the sky, his gaze is a little lazy, and his demeanor is a little free and easy.

He seemed to be a completely different person. After the turmoil, sitting in front of Chu Qiao, he didn't feel nervous or flustered at all. Instead, he was calm and calm.

He didn't look like a criminal at all, he exuded a kind of sharpness that had been polished, the sharpness was hidden but not sharp.He neither struggles to argue, nor is he violent and unreasonable. The carelessness that emerges from his bones comes from the great self-confidence in his heart.

And this kind of self-confidence gives people the feeling that it is by no means blind. He seems to have experienced many battles and vicissitudes. He can see himself clearly and understand others.

Xiong Fei felt that apart from his appearance, he had completely changed inside, even changed his soul, but his body still carried a bit of the shadow of the past.

Could it be that men have been disguising from the beginning?With such superb acting skills, it's a pity that he didn't embark on the road of filming.

But since it's a disguise, why not continue, even if he still denies that he is the king of war, won't this kind of behavior attract more attention?

From the beginning to the end, the man's rhetoric has not changed. His identity, background, family background, and things he has done have not changed from the content of the past when he timidly explained the past. Judging from his eyes and expressions, before and after They were all reminiscing, and did not reveal any flaws of lying.

The only difference is that his attitude has become calm and calm at this moment.What happened to him?

Just as Xiong Fei was staring intently and thinking, the man on the screen seemed to glance at the camera inadvertently. Those eyes were like a starless universe, deep and quiet, possessing the mysterious power of piercing into people's hearts.

Xiong Fei subconsciously had the illusion that the man looked through the camera and saw himself, as if he saw through himself in an instant.He dodged it like a conditioned reflex, and then realized in embarrassment that everything he imagined was impossible.

He leaned tightly on the back of the chair, feeling his heartbeat started to speed up again, and even his breathing became a little short, probably it was time to add sugar again.So I had no choice but to call Chu Qiao and ask him to end today's conversation and come to my office.

Anyway, the conversation was about to end, so Chu Qiao asked the prison guards to send Tong Lin back first, and she took the conversation record to the warden's office.He knocked lightly on the door, waited for a while and got no response, then pushed the door open and walked in.

The warden was standing in front of the porthole looking at the boundless universe in a trance, his sharp-edged profile was very handsome and charming, but there was an uncomfortably blank look on his usual dull face.

Since Chu Qiao knew Xiong Fei, she rarely saw any expressions on his face. He was like a patient with facial paralysis who had damaged facial nerves, and lost the ability to express emotions.

So when seeing Xiong Fei showing such a rare expression, Chu Qiao couldn't help being secretly surprised.

"Brother, are you alright?" Chu Qiao cautiously took a few steps forward, but deliberately kept a certain distance, and asked softly.

Only then did Xiong Fei come back to his senses, looked at him inexplicably and said: "What can I do, it's nothing more than hypoglycemia again."

Chu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward briskly, turned her body sideways and said, "Can't you just prepare a piece of candy by your side for emergencies?"

"No." Xiong Fei refused bluntly, and put his hand into the right pocket of Chu Qiao's white coat to search.

Chu Qiao curled her lips. He had long been used to the other party's stubbornness, and knew that it would be useless to talk too much.

Xiong Fei didn't find anything in the right pocket, so he switched to the other side, only found a bunch of keys, he couldn't help frowning: "Where's the sugar?"

Chu Qiao froze for a moment, turned her pockets upside down, found nothing, scratched her hair and said, "Could it be in the psychological treatment room? I'll go back and have a look."

"No hurry," Xiong Fei walked to the chair with a sullen face and sat down, folding his slender and straight legs, "I don't feel anything at the moment. Tell me about 15820, what do you think of him?"

After Chu Qiao confirmed that Xiong Fei was indeed fine at this time, she sat down opposite him and spread out the conversation record: "He is full of various contradictions."

Before that, Chu Qiao had a brief exchange with Baitang, and she clearly remembered that the other party didn't dare to make eye contact with him. When talking, their eyes wandered, and they occasionally peeked at his expression, and sniffled from time to time. sound.

But just now Baitang didn't show any signs of anxiety at all, he was very calm, and he didn't show any psychological gap or emotional conflict with Chu Qiao, just chatting normally.

There are rules to follow in criminal behavior and psychology, and criminals with certain behaviors often have similar growth environments.Generally speaking, the childhood of war madmen is full of misfortune. The family cannot give them the sense of security they need, let alone form a complete and correct outlook on the world and life.

They are sensitive, idealists, and imaginative. They have two extreme mentalities of conceit and inferiority complex. They are extremely eager for rights, and hope to prove themselves and gain self-esteem by seizing rights.

Xiong Fei said: "Does he not meet all the above? I remember that his family is quite unfortunate."

"How should I put it?" Chu Qiao lowered her eyes, seeming to choose her words carefully. "If you use 'not enough' to describe it, it seems a bit mean. But the fact is that he grew up in a happy environment before he was ten years old. His father was The firefighting hero is enough to set an example for him. Although the situation took a turn for the worse afterwards, which made him disappointed with life and the world, it is not enough to want to destroy everything."

He needs an emotionally unstable father who drinks alcohol all the time and the only way to show his power and strength is through violence against his wife and children.He also needs a mother who is incapable of protecting herself and her children, crying all day long but powerless.Under the extreme depression of cowardice, pain and inferiority, he gave birth to the desire for power, hoping to use his own strength to break the power.

Chu Qiao's eyes rolled over like flowing clouds, drifting to the end of her thoughts, silently constructing a dark and bleak past for the King of War.

Xiong Fei didn't notice Chu Qiao's eyes, because his own thoughts had already drifted away.His fingers tapped on the table, making a rhythmic muffled sound, and thoughtfully said: "This week, let's improve the food for the prisoners."

Tong Lin returned to the cell, was uncuffed, and after the door was closed, he sat on the bed and took out a transparent bag from his clothes.He held it up in front of his eyes and saw that it was filled with bright yellow crystals, and the surface was covered with a layer of fine white rice powder.

Su Wei sat on the bed, playing with something in his hand, staring at the bag in Tong Lin's hand and asked, "What is that?"

Tong Lin ignored him, opened the bag and smelled it, and there was a sweet and refreshing lemon scent.

Could it be sugar?Thinking of the childish face of the psychiatrist, it is not uncommon to carry a bag of candy with you.

Tong Lin took out a peeled transparent candy wrapper and threw it into his mouth, the sweet and sour taste instantly filled his mouth.

When he tasted the hard-won sweets in the prison, Su Wei went to the sink and turned on the tap, and rinsed the thing that was huddled in his hand under cold water. The thing slowly unfolded and recovered after a short time prototype.

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