Ryan O'Reilly was right behind Tom in the lunch line in the morning, and he whispered, "I got Beecher in our line."

The line moved forward slowly. It was a morning when Oz was sinking and unchanging. Nino, the mafia boss who had just finished a meal of porridge, rubbed his stomach uncomfortably, and walked past Tom with a plate in one hand. .It seems that he has been sick to his stomach for a long time, but he has not been able to find out the reason. The beautiful prison doctor in Oz concluded that he will have all kinds of messy problems when he is old. In the end, under Nino's strong request, he just gave him a prescription A few boxes of digestive tablets.

Tom stared at Nino's bowl of porridge, and thought that O'Reilly and the black new boss, Adebis, were in charge of everything in the kitchen and felt shuddering.God knows what vicious idea O'Reilly's Irish fox had come up with to kill Nino.

"Beecher? How did you convince him?" Tom's lips moved up and down slightly, and the voice came out of his throat.A few people in front of him are Beecher and his current "owner" Vernon Shringer. Shringer still looks like a rich middle-class businessman with a big belly, carefully tucking the hem of a black tight-fitting T-shirt into his trousers In the belt, it looks like his belly is bigger.

O'Reilly's voice clearly made people think he was lying in Tom's ear and said: "I assure him, Slinger will be handed over to him."

Tom glanced back at the smug O'Reilly.He played this move really well, giving Beecher, who was close to the breaking point, a chance for revenge, so that he could only follow O'Reilly to the end.O'Reilly should have been planning for a long time. He started with drugs to lure Beecher little by little, and finally succeeded in turning the sheep into a hungry wolf.

From the point of tempting to fall, O'Reilly is not so much a fox as he is the poisonous snake in the Garden of Eden.

The black man who was cooking rice put the porridge rudely on Tom's dinner plate with an unhappy face, and the splashed soup almost spilled on Tom's clothes, which made him hey, and stretched the arm holding the dinner plate forward , to avoid being splashed by the soup again.

O'Reilly sat directly with Tom, and while breaking the bread into pieces and throwing it into the soup bowl, he asked Tom in a low voice, "What did Hannibal say?"

"Dr. Lecter has no time to talk to us recently. Since Will Graham visited him last time, he has been busy. It seems to be related to the Tooth Fairy." Tom's voice was low and fast, "He doesn't care what we do. Made it."

"That's best. You know what they say about Karimu? If Dr. Lecter is going to get in the way this time, they'd be happy to join forces and send him out of Oz."

Tom frowned at the spilled porridge for a long time, and finally he reluctantly scooped it up with a spoon and drank it slowly: "Send Dr. Lecter away? Fortunately, they figured it out, and they are ready to die personal?"

"Then I don't know. Anyway, it would be best if Dr. Lecter didn't care about it." O'Reilly didn't eat as politely as Tom, he just took a bite of the soft bread soaked in the porridge with soup and water After drinking, he wiped his mouth and complained: "The dishes in the kitchen are getting worse and worse recently."

Tom lowered his head and snorted without looking at him: "You guys didn't make it. Nino is not here, have you found the master?"

O'Reilly laughed sinisterly: "Isn't his deputy discharged from the hospital? He has coveted the position of Boss Nino for a long time."

"By the way, find a way to get Groves to join our team." O'Reilly suddenly remembered something, and added to Tom.

Gloves?Hearing this name, Tom reflexively went to the tall, thin young man who ate his parents and wanted to eat him.He was sitting face to face with the old man Libido, tearing the bread in his hand into small pieces, as if he had no appetite at all and was just playing.He was very sensitive to sight. Tom didn't look at him for a long time before Groves looked up and laughed happily when he found it was Tom.

This undoubtedly made O'Reilly very satisfied: "You see, he is loyal to you."

"Come on, he's loyal to my flesh." Tom gave him a bad look.

"It doesn't matter if you won't let him succeed anyway. Listen to me, don't let other people win Groves over. We won't have enough manpower."

Tom didn't move with a gloomy face, and finally pushed the cold porridge forward: "I see."

After breakfast, Groves ran over joyfully after being hooked lightly with one finger from Tom.He looked at this handsome and pale young man expectantly with wide eyes: "Tom, what's the matter?"

Tom took him to the bottom of the stairs, and greeted the passing prison guards friendly. The two stood in the shadows, and Tom said to Groves, who was slightly taller than himself: "Do me a favor." .”

"Okay!" Groves agreed without even thinking about it, but he was not selfless, "Then... after I helped you, can you give me something?"

"What?" Tom looked at him impatiently.

"Your hair. Just a little bit." Groves stared dreamily at Tom's slightly curly black hair, some of which glowed silky under the fluorescent light.He stretched out his hand to touch it, but when he was about to touch it, he recalled the sharp blade in Tom's hand and withdrew his hand again, and asked expectantly, "Is it okay?"

Tom looked him over critically.Groves was undoubtedly obsessed with him, down to his hair, and he looked at himself now like a dog looks at ham, which made Tom repulsed and annoyed.Thinking about the topic about Groves mentioned in the chat with Hannibal, Tom made a decision: "Yes. But if you look at me like this again, I will gouge your eyes out!"

When Tom lowered his voice, his voice became very menacing. This was obvious since his boyhood at Hogwarts. When he lowered his voice and raised his wand to speak, people looked at him like looking Demons are pretty much the same.

"No problem!" But it didn't seem to help Groves much, and he agreed cheerfully, showing no signs of fear.

Tom had to admit that his deterrent effect on madmen had indeed declined.Unlike Hannibal Lecter, even the psychotic would tremble at the sight of his bright, mesmerizing blue eyes.

He neatly cut off a strand of hair and threw it to Groves, who couldn't wait to take it and put it on his cheek, closing his eyes with an intoxicated expression.Groves rubbed his face against the lock of curly black hair and sniffed deeply at the scent, which almost made Tom retch.

He put his hand directly on Groves' neck, and let the cold and threatening blade between his fingers make him rational: "Hey, come and find O'Reilly or me as soon as possible on the day of the turmoil, can you do it?"

Of course Groves looked okay, he clenched his hair tightly in his hands, lest Tom would repent and ask for it back.

This made Tom curl his mouth in disgust again, retract his hand and turn to leave.

When he walked to the lounge, he heard a few Muslims passing by him talking about someone: "Hey, did you hear that?"

"Is it the British one?"

"Yes, he was sent here anyway. When did Oz become a prison without borders." The person who said this also glanced at Tom passing by meaningfully.

That didn't bother Tom, it was their mention of England that caught his attention.So he stopped and called to the Muslims: "Wait for you."

The Muslim stopped and looked at him blankly.

Tom seemed unaware of their hostility, and laughed: "Who were you talking about just now? How did I hear the name of my dear motherland?"

The Muslims looked at each other, as if weighing something, and then they came to a conclusion, and one of them replied to Tom: "We're talking about Jim Moriarty. He's also British, and I've heard he's about to be sent to the Emerald City." .”

After speaking, he left in a hurry without waiting for Tom to ask any more questions.Of course, the Muslim faction, as the main players in the impending upheaval, have their hands full.

Tom raised his head and looked at Karim who was leaning on the railing on the second floor, and finally both nodded at the same time.Tom thought about Karimu's smile just now, and prepared to go back to the dormitory.As a result, when he looked away, he caught Beecher out of the corner of his eye.

He lowered his head and folded his hands around his chest and rushed forward, seeing that his awkward look seemed to be covering up something.Considering that he was his current companion anyway, Tom stepped forward to catch up to the stairs. When he ran to Beecher with small steps, O'Reilly just happened to rush to Beecher's side and grab him.

Tom and O'Reilly exchanged glances, then turned to look at Beecher.

O'Reilly spoke first: "Beecher, what's going on?"

The honest ex-lawyer still kept his head silent.Tom noticed that his ears were red, wondering if it was from anger.He felt a little pitiful for this guy now. When the Emerald City held some talent show a few days ago, Beecher was pushed onto the stage by Shringer dressed as a woman.At the beginning, everyone laughed at his horrible exaggerated eyes and bloody mouth, but after Beecher sang, gradually no one laughed except Slinger.

Tom swears that as long as anyone, any human being, whether you are a heartless villain or a self-serving bastard, when you see a middle-aged man wearing a dazzling red tight dress with tears in his eyes and almost crying When you sing please love me with a trembling voice, you can't help but be touched.Because at that time, Beecher was really crying and begging those who tortured him, please love me.

However, Shinger's harsh laughter cut off Beecher's last hope. ?

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