Morris is a die-hard gang member who has been involved in gangs since he was fourteen years old. In the past twenty years, he has been imprisoned three times. The first two times were for showing off violence and fighting, and in order to climb up, he was imprisoned for two and three years for assault. The third time, there were some problems within the gang. While dealing with traitors, he was accidentally witnessed by ordinary citizens and called the police. He took the blame for the gang's big boss and was imprisoned for six years. It can be said that since he joined the gang, he has spent almost half of his time in prison.
This allowed him to accumulate a lot of seniority and at the same time established his status in the gang, especially the time when he took the blame for the big boss. A total of four people died at that time. According to imperial law, Morris should be sentenced to death by hanging. However, it was at the stage when the war was about to break out, and the entire society was focused on the war, not on the infighting between gang members in a rural city and how many people died.
Whether the gang boss is protecting his men or is moved by Morris taking the blame for him, he must do what a boss should do. He spent about 20,000 yuan to bribe the judge of Turnell City Court, the prosecutor, and the state prosecutor. In the end, Morris was convicted of "self-defense" and "manslaughter," plus Thanks to the lawyer's clever tongue and gold and dollar offensive, Morris was sentenced to ten years in prison.
On the last day of his sixth year in prison, he was granted bail.
After leaving prison, the boss decided to give him a good job, which was to raise funds for the gang. This kind of job is called fisherman in the gang, and Morris is very grateful for it. Before he came out, he thought he should have been abandoned by the gang. After he came out, he was given three to five thousand yuan, and he would find a place to fend for himself. Unexpectedly, the big boss actually remembered him, not only fished him out in advance, but also gave him a good job.
Morris's ambition was exhausted in his eleven years in prison, and he was very satisfied with being able to get such a job to support the elderly.
It was precisely because of this job that he shifted his hobbies from obtaining higher status and power to how to make himself satisfied and happy.
I have to mention here that the reason why Morris joined a gang when he was fourteen years old was because he fell in love with a girl and was severely humiliated. That girl came from a big city, had a good family background, and received a good education. The reason why she came to Tenel was because she didn’t know where to go during the summer vacation, so she came to Tenel with her classmates.
When the girl raised her head arrogantly, looked at Morris' slightly dirty clothes and dusty cheeks with eyes full of contempt, and then laughed at him in a nonchalant tone, Morris felt that he What should have changed instead of retreating cowardly under the girl's aggressive eyes.
He told himself that he was not wrong, he just liked beauty, and it was not wrong to like it.
Therefore, today's Morris likes to use his own way to conquer those girls who seem to be educated to fill the shadow left in his heart when he was a teenager.
He is also very sensible, because he never touches those who look rich, because he knows that he cannot afford to offend rich people.
At this time, he slowly raised his hands and his eyes wandered around, trying to find something reflective on the walls of the surrounding rooms to see who was behind him. While looking for opportunities, he slowed down. Tone, this is not the first time he has experienced this situation. A few years ago, when he was walking home alone after drinking too much, something like this happened in an alley. And the fact that he is still standing here today means that nothing happened to him at that time.
"My friend, if I have offended you unintentionally, I apologize to you for my fault. If you just want to improve your life, there are my clothes on the hanger, and there are almost more than a hundred yuan in them, you You can take them all..." As he spoke, he slowly wanted to turn around. At this moment, there was a buzzing sound of wind and a blunt object hit him hard on the head.
The back of the human head is very fragile and not as hard as the front. After being hit, Morris immediately felt two streams of heat flowing out of his nose. And he himself was beaten so hard that he staggered forward, bent over and lowered his head, half-crouching on the ground. He touched his nose and looked at it. It was not blood, but a transparent liquid. He felt a little baffled. In fact, he didn't know that a nosebleed was far better than a transparent liquid like this.
Because, that thing is called cerebrospinal fluid.
After the brief tension passed, there was a burst of severe pain in the back of the head, and the brain was also swollen and throbbing. Just as he was about to stand up, a huge force kicked him on the butt, knocking him to the ground.
Wrestling was uncomfortable, especially since Morris was still naked at this time, and his skin that had just been bathed was like the most effective brake pads, making a squeaking sound as it rubbed. There was a sound of heavy footsteps behind him, and then a dirty boot that he had not even bothered to look at before stepped hard on the back of his hand. Just as he was about to shout, something came out of the corner of his eye. I saw a black shadow, and then my whole head was kicked up.
When his consciousness began to blur, someone turned him over, and his eyes suddenly widened. There was a young man sitting on the sofa not far in front of him. He had met this young man three days ago, in a bar called Golden Crystal. He still remembered how he rejected the other person's kindness and drove him to the edge.
Now, the situation is reversed.
Maybe Morris felt that he was a gang member after all, and that he also had a big boss taking care of him, and he was somewhat famous in Tener City. The previous weakness suddenly became stronger. He gasped and screamed: "You Are you crazy? For more than a thousand dollars, are you crazy?"
"Crazy?" Dulin shrugged, "Maybe. When someone blocks my way of making money, I have gone crazy. I don't know if you have heard of a Guarte proverb - when you When you cut off someone else's way of getting money, it's like you killed his parents yourself."
Graf, who stepped on Morris' palm, forgot about Dulin in surprise, and then recalled it with his muscle-filled head. It seemed that he had indeed heard this sentence somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
After hearing this, Morris laughed angrily, "Is land worth more than a thousand yuan also a way to make money?"
Dulin shook his head, "It's one hundred thousand yuan!" Just when Morris was shocked, Dulin stood up from the sofa, walked to Morris, patted Morris's carefully maintained face, "Goodbye! "
The moment he finished saying this, he picked up the empty wine bottle on the table and hit Morris hard on the head. There was a muffled sound, like the sound of a bowstring being pulled, the wine bottle shattered, and then Dulin took the pointed end and stabbed Morris's neck fiercely.
The blood did not splash out like in the movies and TV shows he had seen in his dreams. There was no bleeding at first. The moment he pulled out the broken wine bottle, Morris began to twist his body crazily. Perhaps it was because With his violent movements, the blood in the wound began to flow out quickly, like a faucet that was half-opened, gurgling and squeezing out rhythmically.
If the broken wine bottle was the murder weapon, then Morris' heart was the accomplice. After all, the blood was squeezed out of his heart, not anyone else's.
It only lasted less than a minute, and his movements became weak. When he finally raised his hand to grab something, his movements stopped abruptly.
Du Lin put down the bottle, and then another person walked in from the entrance, Kevin.
There was nothing wrong with his expression. For lawyers, homicide cases are their favorite cases because the murderer will not be stingy with his money in order to survive. Kevin, who has read many files, no longer has any initial interest in corpses or anything like that. Feel.
Du Lin stood up and pursed his lips, "Are you coming or am I coming?"
Kevin glanced at the girl who was still unconscious in the bedroom, and thought for a moment, "You'd better do it!"
The thing is that simple. In this era where there is no way to extract and test DNA, it may be the favorite era of all perverts and murderers, because they do not need to consider whether they will leave any evidence. As long as it is invisible to the naked eye, it does not exist.
Ten minutes later, Dulin came out of the room and left with Graf and Kevin.
When they left the hotel for up to three minutes, two police cars roared over. According to the reports they had received before, there might have been a homicide in the hotel.
(End of chapter)