"I used to pick up a lot of cardboard boxes and jars in the Mara area, and my hands were covered with frostbite. Every day, my sister cried while squeezing the pustules on my hands. She liked to cry more."
Carl's narrative is sincere.
Strawberry Nose Brick couldn't help but touch the horny ridges on his hands, and turned on the empathy mode.
Brick, who is easily led by others, has become more empathetic.
Every year, his hands were covered with frostbite, which was painful and itchy, and blood flowed.
He thought everyone had frostbite.
I didn't know before that this is the standard for a bitter child.
These hands, covered with calluses and thick cuticles like tree bark, are more like the hands of a 90-year-old man.
"I have picked up jars near your house, but there are many dogs nearby and I don't go there often, so I'm afraid of being bitten by dogs."
Carl is like a chatting neighbor, empathizing with it and telling the obvious past.
"Defend the thief...eat...dog meat." Dazed Brick spit out a few difficult words from his mouth that was not fresh.
Speaking of dogs, Brick's dog daddy rhubarb was used as a reserve grain in the coldest winter when the snow was plagued.
He got some old skin around his neck and swallowed it crying.
From then on, I slept alone in the dog house.
A long time later, his family raised a new puppy, and he always killed and stole it.
Finally, his parents drove him to the street and fend for himself...
A plain and shallow life.
Slow, slow, ignorant.
Poverty, numb, and bad.
"Then you are lucky. The only meat I eat is the loach and catfish I dig in the ditch in the shack area. I have no father or mother. I grew up with an old lady who was washing clothes and made a living. I have to support my sister by myself. Every time I get sick and have no money to see a doctor, I have to survive."
Carl is like a guide who appreciates each other, luring Rick to resonate deeply in his heart.
"You have a sister, I don't."
Brick's brief comment was not about envy, but about glad that there was no burden.
Strawberry Nose Brick squirted his ugly nose and reflected on his life without thinking at all.
In the same life at Shura, Brick even had parents, and Carl didn't even have parents, only the newborn sister.
Carl raised his sister with gratitude and hope.
But Brick was in the city village, and everyone shouted and beat him.
One was arrested for committing a heinous crime.
A counterattack and cheating fathers' life, becoming a special police officer.
Meet in this interrogation room.
Carl tasted the difference and tasted the difficulty of getting to where he was every time he made a choice.
Every time, Brick chose extremes and murder. At first, he was a newly raised puppy, but later he was a human.
But Brick, who became a criminal, never thought and could not think.
No one guided him.
The only "life mentor" is a gentle beast with different opinions.
"Dr. Bronge gives you the scalpel. He knows that you like dogs and give you the animal rescue station. You must respect him very much. I know, it is difficult to make you say he is not good."
Carl changed his tone and said "consider".
Brick's dull face said slowly:
"Don't let me say bad things about the doctor!"
So the observation room and the person who took the transcripts were overjoyed.
This breakthrough is very wonderful!
"I know, if you don't force you, he will even give you the ability to control the sand, which is something we can't imagine."
Carl describes an undecided fact as if it is a nose and eye-catching thing.
A hint of surprise flashed across the dull Brick's face and said, "How do you know?"
After a while of speaking, his dull mind vaguely felt that he was saying the wrong thing. When he wanted to remedy something, Carl quickly removed his psychological burden and said:
"Dr. Bronge is next door, we talk to him, of course we know."
So the scheming Brick thought that since the doctor told them, there would be no problem.
"Doctor, the doctor said..."
Brick wanted to speak but stopped, and Carl and the people who were listening were almost sick.
In the end, Brick still said nothing.
"Doctor Bronge doesn't want to tell us too much, it's to protect you, afraid that we will hurt you."
Carl was like the snake that seduced Adam and Eve, and his tone was slowly bewitching.
The experts next to him frowned - Does modern interrogation take advantage of the suspect's psychology in this way? Or is it a dull Brick who specifically targets this minor intellectual flaw?
"But you can help him, the situation is not good for him now!" Carl said with concern.
Just at this moment, on the TV on the wall, the Katlov era police and gangster film was being played - torture and confession.
As the second largest investigation bureau in the country, the state bureau has advanced equipment and good conditions, targeting special criminal suspects - Brick is a minor disabled person with physical and intellectual defects.
There are several interrogation rooms, with the attached facilities: tropical fish tank, TV, sofa, mini kitchen, refrigerator, etc., aiming to create a warm atmosphere.
Let special suspects feel relaxed and confess well - this move was boycotted by conservatives and most people.
I think the Ministry of Justice is too idle and spends money on the country's taxes at will, wasting time and energy on these criminal suspects for false humanistic and humanitarian care.
Most of the people in power, humanitarianism, democracy, and representatives of the Democratic Progressive Party and commander Pilt Babrin, have been criticized.
However, thanks to this, whether it was a coincidence or a specially arranged torture scene on TV, it lasted for several minutes, and Brick stared at it.
This wave of thoughts clearly 666... ​​Carl, psychological expert and slightly fat agent Rodolph, all liked it.
After reading it, Brick became anxious, "No beating the doctor! No beating the doctor!"
"Don't hit anyone, don't worry, and you will protect everyone's rights. Wait a minute, you can still meet a lawyer, but you need to cooperate to find out some details. We must confirm when the doctor gave you the super power of the sand, that is, when did you manipulate the sand and start."
When Carl faced this extremely sinful Brick, he felt hatred in his heart and wanted to give him a break and taste Tiger's pain.
But he is still patient and does not let this kind of emotion be revealed, and wants to treat the person's body with his own way.
Brick remained silent and his face was dull.
Lao Mo and Carl in the observation room were itchy.
Carl continues to induce:
"You are stronger than the doctor, right? Although you get a super system later, the sand you can control is larger than the doctor and more, right?"
Since the damn Brick was unwilling to say it, Carl had to give him multiple-choice and judgment questions.
According to the fight between him and Quark, Carl tentatively threw out the conceptual conclusion with the problem, and see how he reacted.
"That's called the power of the Garden of Eden! It's not super power!" Brick corrected.
nice shot!
The dog is here!
Carl's mouth raised slightly, and then shed his emotions strongly. His tone was calm, and he said:
"Have you practiced for a long time with the power of Eden? I think you are very skilled in operating, um... I saw it on TV."
Carl was afraid that Brick would realize that he was the one who was shooting down at the time, so he appropriately concealed his hostility.
"What are you asking about this?"
"You can't answer, I'll ask the doctor. Anyway, you know, Dr. Bronge knows that if you say it first, you won't bother the doctor."
Chapter completed!