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Silent Yan followed the management staff to see Shen Jing's last face without any resistance.
She finally stopped giggling all day long and lay there quietly. The traces of being beaten were revealed from the large prison uniform. The deepest part was on her neck. There was a very conspicuous purple color on her neck. She Was strangled to death.
How could anyone be willing to do this to her?
Silent Yan thought that he would be extremely angry when he saw his sister's body, that he would lose his mind and do his best to attack everyone around him to vent his anger, but he was far calmer than he thought.
He wants to kill that person, so he can't act rashly now.
Even if that person is right in front of him.
At this moment, Silent Yan felt that he was particularly funny. His sister was bullied, and he couldn't kill that person on the spot, but had to endure it here. Can he still be considered a brother like this?
Silent Yan knew that with his current physique, he couldn't beat the opponent. In the end, the management might just have to deal with one more of his corpses. If he wanted to kill that person, he would need to wait patiently for the opportunity.
But he was unwilling to give in. He felt that he was too coward. He hated himself so much for the first time. He would rather he be more impulsive. Even if he rushed forward and was beaten to death, it would not appear that he was as indifferent to his sister's death as he is now.
He was so sad that his heart was about to stop, but he couldn't show it. He needed to learn what it meant to be silent. The prison life had consumed too much of his exposed emotions, and the moment he saw his sister's body, his eyes completely dimmed. It fell down, sinking like a piece of stagnant water.
To outsiders, he seemed indifferent to his sister's death.
"Okay, people have seen it, you can go back." The manager originally wanted to push him, but after seeing his dirty prison uniform after working in the mining area, he finally stopped and said, "Hurry up. Come on! We still have to prepare for the next work."
Silent Yan¡¯s eyes fell on the murderer. Of course, the murderer was also wearing a prison uniform and stood there carelessly. When Silent Yan¡¯s gaze was received, he smiled provocatively and sarcastically at him.
Remembering the other person¡¯s face, Silent Yan asked the manager: ¡°How will he deal with it?¡±
"Same as usual, next month's nutrient solution will be deducted twice. He should be removed from the farm area." One life is only worth two bottles of nutrient solution, but the manager did not feel anything was wrong. "You'd better pray." Don't let him be transferred to the mining area. Are you from the mining area? You can't beat him."
Silence said nothing.
He glanced at Shen Jing for the last time and was kicked out by the impatient management staff.
He didn¡¯t know how many times he had walked on the road back to his cell. Only this time, the road was so empty that he felt suffocated. There was one less person in the world that he needed to care about, and that missing person was the only person he needed to care about.
News about the prison spread very quickly, from one criminal to another. Soon all the criminals living in the same area as Shen Moyan knew about the sister of the eldest son of the Shen family. News of being strangled to death.
They kept laughing while Shen Moyan walked back to his cell alone, and said unscrupulous swear words without restraint. Even though they themselves were also criminals, in their opinion, the Shen family, who was immediately sentenced to death for treason, had more to do with it. The crime was unforgivable, but they were all still alive and well. The Shen family was all dead, and now only Silence was left. They began to discuss how Young Master Shen would die.
Remaining silent in an environment like prison is indeed a very effective method. Silence has no response to their insulting and irritating words, and they cannot see his expression. This makes those who want to speak more and more excited. I became more and more bored, and finally started shouting about other topics through the wall and the other side.
This is how the Imperial Prison is. There are no patrols in the cell areas where criminals are held. Surveillance relies entirely on cameras. This gives the criminals freedom of speech. No matter how loud they make, no one will control them.
Until late at night.
Silent Yan, who had barely slept for two or three hours the night before, didn't feel sleepy. He sat on the floor of the cell against the wall, staring at the opposite wall in a daze through the light coming from the iron window on the wall. He had remained calm ever since he came back. Only he himself knows what he is thinking about this action.
The cell area is actually very quiet late at night. Everyone still needs to work the next day. No one will spend their energy staying up late chatting. At this moment, everyone is asleep.
But in this area that should have been quiet, footsteps could be heard.
?????????????????????????His situation left him no time to curse the young man in front of him. He hurriedly shouted outside at the top of his lungs: "Damn it! The man named Shen escaped from prison! Someone -"
He didn't shout out the rest of his words at all, because the angry boy took advantage of the moment he opened his mouth and thrust his hand into his mouth. The man didn't expect this move at all, and he subconsciously wanted to beat him. But now his hands and feet were restrained and he couldn't move at all.
Before he could figure out what the young man was going to do, he felt a sudden pain, and his tongue was pulled out and half of it was cut off.
Silent Yan¡¯s hands were covered with blood. He stared at the man who was handcuffed on the iron bed, wailing in pain and wanting to curse him but unable to say a complete sentence. Looking at him in such pain and helplessness, he felt that it was still not enough.
"Don't disturb other people." Silently said.
He wiped his hands with the man's blanket, revealing the metal piece he held in his hand. This kind of iron piece, which was no more than two fingers wide, could be seen everywhere in the mining area. The stones on the ground would hurt if hit, and the iron piece would be scratched. They seem to bleed a little, but no one thinks they can really do any damage.
But that¡¯s also because no one can use it like him.
"Which hand did you use to hit her?"
After he finished asking, he asked and answered himself.
"I forgot you couldn't speak."
The hatred on the man's expression from the beginning gradually turned into panic as he spoke. Even though the pain in his mouth almost made him faint, he still tried his best to make noise with his throat in order to survive. He only wanted the management of the prison. Someone can detect him through surveillance.
He really wants him to die! But will he give him a clean death? of course not! Didn't you see that he only had that piece of iron in his hand? !
When he thought about what Silent Yan wanted to do, goosebumps suddenly stood up on the man's skin. He had never been afraid of a boy who was more than ten years younger than him. The man thought this man was crazy! Only a madman would do this!
None of the elders of the Shen family have died. It can be said that Shen Jing was the only pillar of support for Silent Yan. Now that the pillar has collapsed, Silent Yan has become more like a madman than anyone else.
The soundproofing facilities of the cell were not very good, and the painful wails quickly woke up the people in the neighboring cells. They thought that someone higher up was interrogating a certain criminal again. Although it was a bit rare at this time, it was nothing. strangeness.
With poor sleep quality, they hoped that the interrogation would end as soon as possible so that they could have some peace of mind. However, they did not expect that the prisoner being interrogated this time was particularly determined. After an hour, they did not hear the man shout, ¡®I will tell you anything! ¡¯.
I saw that the man's voice became weaker and weaker, and in the end it seemed that he was almost out of breath. It was creepy, and there seemed to be an extra layer of chill in the cell that was originally cold enough.
Anyway, the sound seemed to be almost gone, and everyone decided to close their eyes and go back to sleep.
¡°Are there not many people who died in this prison? No one takes it seriously anymore.
"system?"
Silent Yan stood in the cell and spoke softly in a tentative voice to the room where there was no other living person except him.
[Are you ready to leave? ]
Just like the voice that suddenly appeared in his ears that day, the existence of this self-proclaimed system was something that Silent Yan could not detect with the naked eye. He was not even sure whether what he heard that day was an hallucination caused by his excessive sadness.
"Let's go."
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