Everything was Derek's trick. He was not afraid of Hugo's words, nor was he at a loss in panic. He was not defeated by Hugo at all. Now he was like a victor, ready to harvest his own spoils: Hugo's panic, fear, and anger.

But Derek did not see the reaction he expected. Although Hugo was a little surprised, his amber pupils did not hide his surprise, but Hugo was not distracted. He also stood up and approached the barbed wire slowly. The distance between the two was only barbed wire. Then Derek heard Hugo speak:

"Do you have something you're unwaveringly believing?"

Derek sneered, "Yes, I believe that children are the source of my joy in the best things in the world." After that, he licked his lips, and the hint could not be more obvious.

Hugo was unmoved and said with a pity, "I won't be sorry for you, nor will I pity you or pity you, because you don't need it, but you know where the fear, loneliness, and anger come from in your heart. In fact, it's yourself. You hate yourself, hate yourself, and hate yourself more than anyone else."

Hugo's words were like a sharp blade slashing Derek's chest, which made Derek open his mouth but said nothing. Hugo chuckled, "If you say, you firmly believe that potatoes are the best thing in the world, I will pity you. Because at least we still have something in common."

"What do you mean! What do you mean!" Derek began to struggle, but the two prison guards grabbed his arms tightly, making him unable to move. In fact, Derek knew what Hugo meant, and Hugo was saying that he was a beast, not a human. So he was completely angry. The sarcasm of this metaphor is itself pity for him.

Hugo quietly looked at Derek's eyes that were turbid due to excessive anger. His own masked face was reflected in his eyes. Only Hugo himself knew that the surging inside him had completely swallowed him.

Hugo watched Derek's anger settle down little by little, and finally calmed down slowly under the suppression of the prison guards. He whispered, "Do you know? I have always been curious about what the moment of death will feel; but I have never been curious about the feeling of dying in front of those who can't wait to see your life disappear little by little, whether the sight soaked in hatred, pain, and anger can corrode your soul bit by little, and then witness your gradual disappearance, what kind of feeling will it be like?"

Hugo's voice was so light, as if he was whispering in his ears, and Derek even needed to concentrate to hear it, but those words seemed like thunder, hitting his eardrums one after another, and his heart began to rush into his chest wildly.

He knew that he was going to be executed, and of course he knew that he knew that his life was not left for a long time, so he volunteered to come and help Hugo, because he wanted to enjoy the pleasure again at the end of his life, and wanted to see the scene of a person who claimed justice being swallowed by fear in front of him and being overwhelmed by mockery. He was happy with such occasions.

But why did death speak out from Hugo so panic?

The scene of his childhood suddenly appeared in his mind, his father's butcher-like smile, his father's hands holding his neck tightly, his father's drunkenness that was coming to his face... He could clearly feel his life dissipating little by little, he tried to struggle, he tried to call on his mother, he tried to escape, but all efforts were so powerless.

It was clearly a hot summer day, but he was like falling into an ice cellar at this time, and the nightmare-like suffocation came again.

Hugo opened his eyes widened and captured the gradually expanding fear in Derek's eyes, as if he was drowning and surviving. He kept struggling in the fear of death, trying to grab a piece of driftwood, but found that the aquatic plants under the water wrapped around his legs, and then kept pulling down and then down.

Hugo knew that he had finally found Derek's weakness or the weakness of everyone, death. When death full of unknowns and darkness came, his inner fear would easily magnify all weaknesses infinitely. Perhaps, only fanatical martyrs like the Anonymous would not be afraid of death. They would face death calmly and even embrace death frenzily; but in addition, even Amon Gos was afraid of death, because deep down he had struggled, and he could be considered a person.

Hugo found fear in Derek's eyes, and at the same time he also smelled the darkness. He seemed to be involved in the darkness and was gradually swallowed by the darkness, but Hugo did not feel any strangeness at all.

"Congratulations, you can enjoy this process carefully. You have enough time to feel the vicious sight and the curse of resentment. You have enough time to feel the process of the tearing and dissipating of your soul bit by bit. You have enough time to taste the pleasure of death."

Hugo's voice was like the whisper of death, causing all Derek's sanity to disappear completely. He hit the barbed wire frantically, and his eyes were spitting out severely, like a dead fish eye, staring at Hugo fiercely, roaring in a mess, "You bastard, you are just a piece of ****. I want to kill you, I want to kill you..." It was like the last blow of a frequent dead beast.

Hugo was not afraid at all, his expression became a little hideous, and he said word by word, "I am looking at you, the family members of the deceased are looking at you, those hatred eyes are looking at you..."

Hugo's words lost their calmness for the first time, and became louder and louder, as if daggers were inserted into Derek's chest. He supported his hands on the wire mesh, and his muscles were tensed up. The anger and hatred that had been suppressed for a long time poured out like a tide, rushing towards Derek like a storm.

The prison guard realized that Hugo and Derek could no longer communicate. The two of them pulled Derek back together and shouted loudly, "Hugo, calm, calm down." At the same time, he dragged Derek back to the cell. Derek was also constantly shouting, "I want to kill you..."

Outside, two prison guards rushed over and tried to comfort Hugo, but they didn't know what to do. They could only keep shouting to Hugo, "Calm down, Hugo, you must calm down, the interview must be terminated, you can't continue like this."

The whole scene became chaotic in an instant.

Hugo stood there and breathed heavily, watching Derek disappear behind the wooden door, and could vaguely hear Derek's roar, fragments but desperate, just like the fragments falling from the night with both hands tearing apart.

Hugo raised his right hand to stop the prison guards who tried to persuade him, then supported his knees with both hands, breathing constantly to calm himself down.

At this moment, Hugo only felt that his brain became cold, not a decrease in temperature. On the contrary, his brain was boiling like a volcano, but he felt that the bone-broken darkness was eroding him little by little. Not only did he not want to resist, he also let it go, just like witnessing Lucifer gradually degenerating from an archangel of light to a slave of darkness. His snow-white wings were stained with black and white, and the confrontation between black and white conflict was presented in front of him in a spectacular and beautiful way.

At the beginning, Hugo contacted these prisoners with a bystander mentality, just as Sister Helen went to visit Matthew. But soon Hugo realized the mistake of this method. He was not "Nun Helen", but "Matthew". He should be a part of the Angolan prison, he should be a abandoned person living in this exile land, and he should be one of the prisoners.

Since then, Hugo no longer tried to understand the prisoner, but tried to understand the prisoner's psychology and even the details of the crime. So Derek easily destroyed Hugo's defense line during the first meeting, because the lifelike picture had too strong impact for Hugo, and even the "prisoner" could not bear it.

Behind every criminal there is a sad story. A hateful person must have pitiful things. This is the truth. Most criminals have mental illnesses, including the anonymous among the "Seven Deadly Sins". As for Amon Goss, it is an exception, and it is a deformed product in the context of the times. The so-called cold-blooded animals do not exist. Even the real demons who kill without blinking, they do not come out of thin air. This has nothing to do with "when humans are born good or evil in nature", it is just a transformation and a process of making up their minds.

Many mental illnesses come from depression, oppression, fear, fear, and darkness during the growth process. People never know how terrible the weight of a sentence is. Perhaps just a word "I hate you" will change the child's life. After the negative energy accumulates bit by bit during the growth process, it will burst out at one time and cause irreversible consequences.

That's what Derek is.

The words Hugo stimulated Derek are all facts, including his family, his lover, and his friends. Hugo knew that there was a sad story behind Derek, but he could not sympathize with Derek. It was not because of his sarcastic heart, but because Derek's vivid story made Hugo feel that his hands were covered with blood, and he could not do it.

Finally, Hugo chose the most extreme and darkest way to confront Derek head-on. At that moment, there was actually no difference between the two ends of the barbed wire. It was a forbidden space, an exiled space, a space shrouded in darkness, and a space where demons were laughing wildly.

Suddenly, Hugo felt that his hands were covered with blood. He seemed to have strangled Derek's last glimmer of hope and his soul with his own hands. But what's even more terrifying was that Hugo looked at his hands without guilt or regret, on the contrary... he felt a little pleasure.
Chapter completed!