He's Always a Hero

I kicked Hugo in the head. There happened to be a chain in the iron shed, so I tied his feet with it.

Then I checked the iron shed and found a U-lock in the alley where the motorcycle was usually parked.

I unlocked the U-lock and put my foot on Hugo's head, which inevitably was pressed against the ground. I tied his neck to a bar of the shed with the U-lock.

The U-lock was tight. Hugo was in so much pain that he kept crying. Out of breath, he said to me in a trembling voice, "I was wrong... I was really wrong..."

His lips had been cut off, so he couldn't speak clearly.

"You don't know you're wrong. You're just afraid of punishment. Every criminal says he's wrong because he's afraid of punishment. If you knew you were wrong, why did you do it in the first place? If you knew you were wrong, why didn't you turn yourself in? Apologies from criminals are the least credible."

I pulled out his phone and downloaded a voice changer.