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    open the door,

    Zhou Ze and Bai Yingying came out together,

    Outside,

    The sky has already brightened, it should be the next morning.

    The clothes on his body were still broken where they should be broken, and even his little fingernail was still bleeding.

    The shadow in the book once said that not everything in this world is either true or false;

    Now, Zhou Ze has experienced this feeling. After all, if it is fake, if it is exactly the same as the illusion he experienced before, then when he comes out, there will be no injuries on his body, not even the slightest trace.

    Bai Yingying held her boss's hand, carefully blowing on the wound on her nail, and comforted her:

    "Boss, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, hehe, it doesn't hurt."

    "It's okay, it will grow again."

    Zhou Ze looked at his other hand, which was holding a pen before, but when he walked out, the pen was gone.

    Shadow said it was a fake, because the work was not finished and the eunuch was gone;

    So leave a fake pen here, but the real pen is not here.

    So,

    Where is the real pen?

    Is it the judge's pen?

    Zhou Ze thought of the female writer who committed suicide by taking poison with her children. She wrote the story, and she was the one who couldn't stand it in the end. She is dead. Will the pen be disposed of as her relic?  Or is it a favorite?

    When I go back to take a shower, I have to ask Lao Dao and Xiao Luoli to investigate this matter. That pen is indeed terrifying, but if it continues to be lost outside, it will be even more terrifying.

    Possibly, a similar tragedy in the second act will happen.

    Push open the entrance door,

    Zhou Ze saw Zhang Yanfeng's car parked outside, Officer Zhang was leaning on the car door and smoking a cigarette, seeing the door opened, Officer Zhang walked over immediately, looked at Zhou Ze's miserable appearance, and said:

    "I can't get through to you. I wanted to go in. Think about it and wait for you to come out."

    "Fortunately you didn't come in."

    Zhou Ze was a little lucky. If Officer Zhang had gone in before, he would probably have entered the book as well. Zhou Ze and Bai Yingying, who had already come out by then, did not want to enter that story again.

    After getting into the car, Zhang Yanfeng actually prepared breakfast graciously.

    "Things, solved?"

    "What do you want to know?" Zhou Ze asked.

    "I just want to know whether it is man-made or other reasons, my sister, is it really suicide?"

    "It's not artificial, your sister should have committed suicide too." Zhou Ze replied.

    "That thing, is it solved?"

    "I will solve it. By the way, how did your sister's relics be handled at that time?"

    "My family collected some, and my brother-in-law's also collected some."

    "Give me the contact address of your brother-in-law's home, and I'll find someone to check it out."

    "good."

    "Okay, that's it. I'll take a taxi with Yingying to go back, so I won't disturb your work. As for this villa, you'd better not go in without authorization, understand?"

    Although the story of this scene is over,

    If it wasn't for the old man who had nothing to do when he went to the toilet before, he pasted that piece of talisman paper,

    There will not be so many follow-up things happening,

    But to be on the safe side, it's better not to come to this villa for the time being. Even Zhou Ze decided not to live in it until he found the pen.  Once, I really can't bear it.

    Getting out of the car, he waved to Police Officer Zhang's car. Watching Officer Zhang's car disappear from sight, Zhou Ze suddenly thought of a question and fell into deep thought.

    "Boss, what's the matter?"

    "I'm wondering if that one is still in my body."

    Zhou Ze thought of that mirror,

    And the one in the mirror,

    In the story, he is separated from him,

    Now I have come out,

    So,

    What about him?

    If he is gone, I will be relaxed physically and mentally, and I don't have to worry about being changed one day.

    But why do I feel a little guilty in my heart?

    Especially this time in the story, I failed to open Wushuang, which made me very uncomfortable.

    At this moment,

    Boss Zhou feels that"Forget it, this is your family business. I won't say much. In fact, I also think that he may have been wronged. He has a good attitude and performance in prison reform. He has indeed set a good example.  The commutation of the sentence was successful, and it is estimated that it will come out in another year."

    There is a roll of honor beside the aisle,

    ? In the beginning, it was the commendation column for advanced party members and workers in prisons.

    Behind is the reform vanguard bar,

    The photo of the brother-in-law topped the list.

    "In prison, he often explained and encouraged other prisoners to actively participate in reformation, which was of great help to us.

    In addition, he also wrote a book and published it, which has a strong influence.  "

    "Oh, writing a book?" Zhang Yanfeng asked curiously.

    "Yes, he wrote "The Road to Redemption". The protagonist is a prisoner, and the background is our Tongcheng Prison. It tells the mental journey of a prisoner from committing a crime to accepting legal punishment.

    How did you go from being puzzled and resisting at the beginning to accepting and recognizing and correcting your own mistakes later,

    ? Actively accept reform and strive to obtain a reduced sentence,

    Strive to return to society as soon as possible, be a useful person to society, and face prison life with a positive attitude and face the future life path.

    I have also read the book, and it is really well written.  "

    "That's really nice."

    Zhang Yanfeng nodded, very satisfied.

    "I still have a few copies in my office, do you want to take one back and have a look?"

    "I said, Old Chen, are you sending out a copy whenever you see someone coming, using this book as a promotional material for your prison?"

    "Hey, you don't appreciate the gift, don't you? No more, go to the bookstore and buy it yourself."

    The two continued to walk forward while bickering.

    "Is he writing books every day?"

    Zhang Yanfeng remembered that his sister seemed to tell him before that they met on the Internet because they wrote novels together, and then they fell in love.

    But at that time, the income of both of them was relatively low, and the condition of the brother-in-law¡¯s family was not good, so they became the door-to-door son-in-law to take over the small mooncake workshop of Zhang¡¯s family.  Many books have been published.

    so,

    As my brother-in-law, I also gave up my dream for love,

    Think about it,

    It is also really not easy.

    Now,

    His talent can only be displayed in prison.

    "Let me tell you, our prison has its own computer room. I originally approved him to go to the computer room to write in the daily reform activities.

    Don't current writers use computers and keyboards to write stories?

    But he prefers not to,

    He said that he just likes to write stories on paper with his pen,

    He said that the stories written in this way are more grounded,

    More real.  "(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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