[Zhongyingmei] Convict you

Ryan immediately bought a plane ticket back to Baltimore the next day. He couldn't wait to see his Will, and wanted to know what happened to that little cutie during his absence.

But apparently, when Ryan drove to Will's house, he missed it.The outside of the house was cordoned off, and there were policemen talking inside, as if they were looking for more evidence.Such a picture made Ryan feel very uncomfortable.

"We analyzed the skin tissue, and it matches that of Abigail Hobbs, her ear. And Will has her blood under his nails, and his arms are full of resistance wounds, and she seems to have resisted." Lane finds Jack, who seems to just want to tell him that Will killed someone, and that person is Abigail.

"Shutup." Ryan stopped Jack's next words, his green eyes just looked at Jack without any emotion, "Stop talking this, don't you suspect anything? You are so convinced that Will killed people?"

"That's what the evidence says." Jack's complexion wasn't good either. After all, Will was recruited by him on his own initiative. Now that something happened to him, Jack himself has no shirk responsibility. "Will completed Jacob's unfinished work."

"He was framed." To Jack's surprise, Ryan believed Will so much, which made him wonder if Ryan knew something.After all, his intuition told him a long time ago that Ryan was not an ordinary person.

Ryan changed the subject. His mood is a little unstable now. In other words, because of Will's affairs, he can't keep a calm heart. He tries hard to suppress himself from arguing. He needs more evidence to Proving Will's innocence, he said, "You once said you would protect him. But now you're putting him in a situation where you're watching him slowly crumble."

"Yes, I am persecuting him, I am looking at him, I am stimulating him, this is because I want to save more people." Jack said righteous words, his intention is good, wrong is wrong He shouldn't just use Will as a weapon or a tool.

Ryan laughed mockingly, he snorted coldly, and asked, "Then did you save Abigail?"

Jack was dumb.

Ryan continued, his tone was full of sarcasm: "Saving others is what you policemen should do, not Will. You have no ability yourself, and you have to push all the faults on others , I'm so ashamed of you."

Jack asked, "What about you? Why are you involved in all this?"

Ryan did not answer his question, but instead made a request: "I want to see Will."

On one occasion, Ryan met Will.Completely different from the look of parting at the airport, Will was wearing an orange prison uniform and sat in front of Ryan with a haggard face.The dim light shone on his face, with some lifelessness.But when he knew that it was Ryan who came to see him, he seemed to come alive again.

Ryan looked at Will's slightly moist eyes, restrained his urge to touch his head, and sat in front of him.

"Hi, Will." Ryan greeted first, and it seemed no different from before.There were only the two of them in the entire interrogation room, except, of course, for Bloom and Jack who stood behind the glass mirror.

"Long time no see, Ryan." Will looked up at Ryan, then lowered his head, feeling a little sad.He saw that Ryan's complexion was not good, thinking that he might not have stopped after getting off the plane.

Indeed, Ryan couldn't sleep at all on the plane, he just kept thinking about Will's words.

"We went to Minnesota, took Abigail, we went to Minnesota together, but she didn't come back with me."

"Your complexion is very bad." Will said fiercely, "Is it because you are angry?"

"Of course, I'm very angry now, and I yelled before." Ryan smiled, his eyes stuck to Will's body all the time, without a single pause.

"I want to scream too, I even want to scream." Will's whole face was plunged into darkness, Ryan felt strange, but he knew in his heart that this was his Will, "I feel the scream The yelling was in my throat and I was afraid that once I yelled, I would never be able to stop."

"No one will hear." Ryan said, "You can scream as much as you want. There are too many people in this world, thousands, tens of thousands, and no one can hear him. You can Just let it out and don't worry about anything."

Will's lips twitched as if he wanted to say something, but he finally gave up, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I'm surprised Jack would let you come over, given that we've been together."

Ryan frowned at Will's words, and he corrected blankly: "It wasn't before, it's still like this now."

Ryan's words made Will raise his head, and he watched Ryan slowly show a slightly shy smile, a smile that belonged exclusively to Will.

"You don't need to worry about anything." Ryan continued, "I really want to become a reality forever."

Will knew that Ryan was comforting himself, he smiled and asked, "How is my dog?"

"My apartment is too small to accommodate them." Ryan looked a little guilty, "but I found Dr. Alana Bloom, she will take care of your dog." Saying that, Ryan looked at the mirror , Will also looked over and smiled at the people inside.

Like a sign, Bloom walked in from there.She and Will have known each other for a long time, and after greeting each other, they sat beside Ryan.

"How are you feeling?" Bloom asked.

There seems to be sarcasm in Will's words, he said: "I don't think being framed as a serial killer is a pleasant thing."

Bloom didn't care, she knew that Will's mood was not very good, she opened the document she was carrying, and said, "Let's do a test."

"Another experiment of drawing a clock?" Will looked away, he seemed a little at a loss, "Hannibal also said that this is an experiment."

Bloom was a little surprised that Will had ever done such an experiment, but she passed the paper and pen anyway.

Will pursed his lips, and he seemed to draw on the paper with some anger, and then handed the finished product to Bloom, saying, "Look, there's nothing more normal than this."

In the eyes of Bloom and Ryan, this clock is extremely deformed.

"You need to go to the asylum," Jack said to Will as he walked in. "You can get treatment there."

"The State Psychiatric Criminal Hospital in Baltimore." Will raised his eyes to look at Jack with some coldness, "Do you want Chilton to play with my head?"

Chilton had created a copycat of the Chesapeake serial killer out of the blue, and Will was such an unexpected experimental material.

The conversation seemed to break up badly.

When Ryan returned home, he sat at the desk and took out the photo from the drawer. He carefully stroked the mother's face in the photo, but never stayed on the child for half a second.

What should he do?Mother, please tell me.

Soon, Ryan got the news that they found evidence on Will's hook, and Will was the serial killer.

Will was transferred to a mental institution, a mental institution he didn't want to be in.So before he got in the car, he kept observing, and he wanted to find a solution to ease his current situation.

His hands are chained, but the chain is so long that it doesn't affect his movements.He and a police officer sat in the back of the car, which was a lot of room.Will couldn't help but think, it seemed that Jack was very relieved of himself, otherwise, how could he let only one person bet on him.

Will didn't have Jack's trust in vain, and he ran away.Regardless of the pain, he folded his thumb inward, then got rid of the chain, knocked out the police detective and the driver, and drove alone.He was still in a trance, but he had never been so sober. He wanted to see Ryan, and he wanted to hug him.He wanted to find the real culprit, and then kill him.

At night, when Ryan returned home, he keenly noticed that something was wrong. He frowned and walked carefully to the door of his room. When he opened the door, he saw Will sleeping soundly on his bed.He was also wearing a prison uniform without a quilt.

Ryan sighed, and gently covered Will with the quilt, trying not to wake him up.But Will's sleep was light, and he was jolted awake, looking blankly at Ryan, and then took his wrist.

He hugged Ryan's waist with a little intimacy.Ryan took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to Will, stretched out his head to straighten Will's hair, sweated, and was almost drenched.

He didn't ask Will why he was here, he didn't say anything, he didn't ask anything, he just let Will hug him quietly.

"Need some water?" Ryan asked, breaking the silence first.The lights in the room were not turned on, but the windows were wide open, and the wind blew in from the outside, and the moonlight also shone in.Ryan could feel Will trembling slightly.

Will didn't answer his words, but instead asked, "What are you hiding, Ryan?"

Ryan licked his slightly dry lips, but did not answer.

Will asked again: "What are you hiding, Ryan? Tell me."

After a long time, Ryan asked, "What do you want to know?"

"Everything," Will said.He had already discovered that something was wrong with Ryan. From the moment he started to hide Abigail's murder, Will felt that there was an unbridgeable gap between the two. No matter how close they were physically, the distance in their hearts could not be eliminated .

So, he asked, and he waited for Ryan's final answer.

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I don’t know why I couldn’t read the last chapter, but it doesn’t affect reading⊙▽⊙