Ex-boyfriends are gods

The damp and cold morning in the foggy city has not dissipated, Al is wrapped in a long coat, and the slightly curly flaxen hair is slightly damp and drooping on his forehead.

"Mr. Al." The detectives who came in and out knew Al now, and greeted him naturally, with relaxed smiles on their faces.

The disappearance case was solved, and everyone in the police department breathed a sigh of relief.The agents who had been busy working overtime before and hadn't had a good rest for a long time also began to take vacations one after another.Familiar with the way, with Stephen taking care of him, Al completed the transcript easily.

"Need coffee?" Stephen rubbed his messy hair that was even covered with dandruff, and stretched his waist wearily and lazily.

"I'm not used to it."

Stephen shrugged his shoulders, "You are really a 'noble' person".

"Huh?" Al gave Stephen a strange look.

Stephen went around Al, yawned and said, "You know, although I saved you in a harsh environment for the first time, I still feel the natural 'nobility of nobility' in you."

Al was taken aback, and then gave Stephen a blank look.

Stephen's statement is decent, but he is actually saying that he is more... how to put it, that is, he has lived a somewhat refined life and pursued a certain taste, not like him.

"I had a friend before, we lived for a long time, and he always lived very gracefully in life." Al thought of Norton, his ex-boyfriend who was a dentist.

Indeed, many of his present habits had been formed with Norton.Norton has an extremely good upbringing. After taking care of Al's food and clothing, Al unknowingly found that he had been led by Norton to live a somewhat luxurious but very dignified life.

There was no sign of their breakup, but it was just a breakup.

"Al, Al!" Stephen called Al twice with a cup of coffee, which brought Al back from memory.

Al's mood sank.

After losing the intention to chat, Al patted Stephen on the shoulder, "I'll go back first, you remember to go home and wash your hair. After such a long time, your dog probably misses you too."

Stephen's big golden retriever, Al remembers it, was beautiful.

Stephen waved his hand, signaling Al to leave quickly.

After leaving the gate of the police department, Al heard a short whistle coming from the side.Turning his head, Mo Li was looking at him lazily, his bangs hanging down covered most of his brows and eyes, and his whole person showed a sense of dejected laziness.

"Sweetheart, do you want to go to the hospital with me?"

Al noticed his affirmative tone, so he looked up and motioned for Morrie to continue.

"Roser is now in the hospital. His crime is inescapable. He will probably be sentenced to death next. The difference is whether it will be hanged or burned. But before that, the detectives will ask him some things, and he refuses to speak. The only request is that I hope to see you again."

"Where are his parents?"

Morrie shook his head. "He also refused to see his parents."

Al was silent for a while, "Okay, I'll go see him."

Roser was not unjustly sentenced to death, though he had his pitiful qualities.But apart from Beecher Gerrard, the rest of the innocent people are not the reason for him to kill and dismember.

But Al thought of Roser's rare sleep in the basement, and he said that he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.When the madness and killing faded away, Roser found a little bit of himself in the past.

He was about to die, and Al didn't care to see him for the last time. In addition, he also had a small question he wanted to ask the other party.

Morrie called a rickshaw, made a circle with his hands in a funny way, and then stretched out to Al, making a gesture of invitation.

hospital.

Four detectives guarded the door of Roser's ward, and the windows inside the room were also nailed down.Doctors and nurses are only allowed in by registered personnel and need to be checked in detail.

In this state, Roser can still escape unless he is not human.

With a smile on his face, Morrie peeled off a piece of dark chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth. By the way, Mimi quietly handed one to Al, and gestured with his mouth——this is a new taste.

Al put the chocolate in his pocket, took a breath, and entered the room with Morrie.

The ward was very dark, with only sporadic light coming in through the gaps in the sealed windows.Roser's face was pale, and he was almost dead with the quilt on his body.

"You... are here." Hearing the movement, Roser opened his eyes, but his voice was hoarse and dry.

"You want to see me, what's the matter?"

Rosser shook his head, "It's nothing, I can finally sleep with peace of mind, forever. My sin is destined to be irreparable, if possible, please tell my parents, let them forget me and leave this city to start a new life."

Al sighed, "Would you like some water?"

He saw that Rother's lips were dry and cracked.

"Thank you, but no need, I'm not thirsty."

Al was silent for a while. He saw that Roser had no intention of speaking again. It seemed that he just wanted to see him and send him a message.

"In that church in the basement, in the end... did you escape on purpose?"

A strange idea flashed across Al that day, and Warwick fought back with all his might.But Roser seemed to be running away, but in fact his performance was very calm, even a little...deliberately slow.

Rosser laughed, "Probably...Mr. Al, you are really an amazing person, and I really had a good night's sleep next to you. I figured out something, and seemed to remember something Strange memory."

"Doctor Doyle...Actually, I don't know whether I should tell you, but I think Mr. Al is alive and well, and I don't want you to suffer anything bad.

I don't really remember it, but I occasionally remember it after that... You know, I'm very timid. After encountering something like that when I was a child, I just kept running away. I didn't have the courage to take revenge on Beecher Gerrard.

But after Dr. Doyle treated me, I seemed to have changed.I don't know what happened, and looking back now, I actually don't remember many details of the treatment.Dr. Doyle seemed to have said something to me, but he didn't. "

Al's brows were subconsciously dignified, and there was a bit of anger in the lake-blue eyes.

"you are lying!"

Rosser coughed a few times, "I don't know... I'm not sure... You can think I'm lying, after all, I don't have any evidence. I said this, just hope you protect yourself... Sorry, I'm tired, I want to sleep In a moment, thank you for coming to see me today, I will go to see the devil with a grateful heart."

He really didn't want to talk anymore, of course because his body didn't allow it.

He was shot in both legs before, and the hospital did not give him good treatment after that, but simply took out the bullets.After all, he was going to be hanged soon, and there was no point in treating him.

After Roser stopped insisting, he fell into a semi-consciousness.

Leaving the dim ward, Al has been a little restless.

Dr. Doyle is a doctor worthy of Al's respect, especially this time their common adventure experience also made Al regard Doyle as half a friend.

But what Roser said was too coincidental. Al had talked to Roser's parents, and he was indeed a kind and timid person.After Rosser's reminder, Al thought of a terrifying thing.

That is, before Roser was treated by Doyle, all his behaviors were autistic and introverted, avoiding everything from the outside world, rather than waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.But after Doyle intervened in the treatment, he embarked on the path of finding a way to kill Beecher Gerrard.

But why did Doyle do this... what was his reason?

Al stopped suddenly.

Morrie smiled, but his eyes gradually became serious, "It seems that we need to have a chat with the famous Doctor Doyle."

……

At the Cross Psychological Clinic, Emma is displaying some biscuits she made herself.

Before Dr. Doyle was captured by the vicious murderer who dismembered his body, Emma worried for a long time. Fortunately, the clinic has reopened now.

Da da……

The sound of regular footsteps suddenly approached.

"Who is it?" Emma raised her head, and she narrowed her eyes against the light.Soon, she saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of her.

This gentleman is a bit tall, but there is no recklessness in him.On the contrary, he looks very elegant.His hair was meticulously combed behind his head, his three-dimensional facial features were handsome and had a special and very attractive charm.

"This gentleman..." Emma had already married, but she still showed some appreciation.

"My name is Norton." The voice was like a deep lead, making people subconsciously admire this perfect gentleman.

Emma was unfamiliar with the name, but people are sensory creatures.When dealing with outstanding and good-looking ones, there will always be a subconscious goodwill and patience.

"Do you have an appointment?"

Norton rubbed his right hand lightly on the crutch of civilization, "No, but I know Mr. Doyle Cecil, and I'm his friend. Could you please tell him that his friend Dentist Norton is here?"

"Of course." Emma happily let Norton sit first, then got up and went to Doyle.

In about half a minute, Doyle ran out in a hurry, followed by Emma.

It was the first time for Emma to see Mr. Doyle, who had been calm and unhurried, just knocked over a chair, and ran out out of control.

"You...why are you here?" Doyle, who had a tall frame, was not inferior to Norton's. He looked a little scared at the moment, but Emma didn't pay attention.

Norton had a perfect smile on his face. Amid the sound of crossing footsteps, the civilized crutch sounded regularly on the ground.

"Need to chat here?"

Only then did Doyle realize that he told Emma to leave him alone, he wanted to have a good chat with his old friend, and then took Norton to the office.

When the door was closed, Doyle's embarrassment became more and more obvious.

"Our appointed time has come."

"Yes... yes... you are right, Al is really special. He has a strange attraction, and it is too addictive for people like us." Doyle let go of his old poise, There was a bit of madness in the smoky gray pupils.

"The time we agreed upon has come, and you have failed." Moved said with a smile.

Doyle slowly calmed down, and there was still some fear of Norton in his eyes, but as a predator, he also had enough madness to confront him, "No, my plan was successful. We dealt with a battle together. Horrible accident, Al already regards me as a friend, and I will soon be able to pursue him openly and unobtrusively."

"No, you failed, Roser woke up from your hypnosis, and the detectives of the Police Department will know the truth soon. As a loser, you are destined to be unable to protect my baby, so you need to be honest Really out!" Norton looked at him with cold and cruel eyes.

He doesn't have much time left, and he won't give losers a second chance.

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