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- The sky is dark and full of dark clouds. In the midst of this desolation, the old prison seemed a bit depressing.
The bright leather shoes made a slight sound as they stepped on the cold cement floor.
The young man was wearing a decent handmade suit, which outlined his tall and handsome figure. He followed the guards to the end of the corridor without saying a word.
Through the surveillance, his eyes were fixed on the innermost room, because everything inside was so blurry due to lack of light.
But he still saw that figure at a glance, his eyes as cold as ice and snow that could not be melted.
The prison guard with a Chinese character face and small eyes stood aside respectfully, "Mr. Fu, that is Ji Yanhan."
The young man secretly clenched his fists and took a deep breath. His stern facial features were unmoved, and a pair of deep and bright phoenix eyes showed a hint of complexity and hesitation. "I know."
"She has been here for more than half a year. When others bully her, she doesn't cry, make trouble or fight back.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? completion of the?? work?????????????????????? was done honestly, and she even helped the older prisoners with the work. The seemingly well-behaved little girl doesn't look like a murderer at all. "
As the prison guard said, the man suddenly turned his head, his eyes sharp and cold. "Has she behaved in any unusual way recently?"
"Anyone who goes to prison is not jailed based on his strength. It is common for old prisoners to bully new prisoners. As prison guards, as long as they are obedient and work hard to reform, we can't control so much others, and we dare not to control them. .¡±
The old prison guard said, showing a helpless smile.
The man said nothing, his eyes fell on the screen and stared at it for a long time.
There were several iron beds in the small room, with only a straw mat and nothing else.
In this messy environment, she was wearing a loose prison uniform and her ponytail, sitting quietly reading a book.
That face, which is fair because it has not seen the sun all year round, is neither sad nor happy. Occasionally, a smile appears, and dimples appear.
The young man subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the face, revealing a section of white shirt buttons, reflecting the well-boned wrist.
Seemingly dissatisfied with her state, a middle-aged woman on the side came over with a shy belly, resting her elbows on the bedrail and looking down at her. Ji Yanhan, who was reading, finally noticed the person coming, raised his head and smiled.
"who is this?"
Why do you always feel familiar?
Fu Jueshen suddenly stopped and pointed at the woman.
The prison guard took a closer look and smiled, "This is a sister from South Street back then, nicknamed "Mother Yasha". She rebelled for twenty years because of smuggling contraband. This woman is so fierce!"
He seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly his face became gloomy, "Why are she and Ji Yanhan locked together?"
"Mr. Fu, please forgive me. Recently, the authorities have cracked down on illegal crimes, including pornography, gambling and drugs. Therefore, the prison is more crowded than before."
"oh"
??Fu Jueshen looked at the woman. She was in her early twenties. She had delicate facial features and a pretty face. She looked almost the same as before she was imprisoned.
It seems that she is doing well in prison.
Just when the prison guard was about to say something, he turned around and left, gently closing the door to the monitoring room.
When he reached an empty playground, the man found a step and sat down, took out the cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
The firelight reflected in his jade-like eyes, spreading wildly like a fiery snake. He pinched a cigarette between his index and middle fingers and slowly brought it to his lips.
??Take a deep breath along with the emotion in your heart, and then slowly spit it out after a while. Blue smoke was spit out, covering the young and handsome face, with a gloomy expression.
After taking another puff, he suddenly pinched off the cigarette butt, threw it under his feet, and stamped out the fire. Then he took out his mobile phone, pressed his finger and dialed the number, "Gaofeng, are you dead?"
On the other end of the phone, a rustling voice came, with a sleepy tone: "President, what are your instructions?"
"Go and help me check if there is anything unusual about Ji Yanhan recently and who he has contacted."
??????????? categorically, without any negotiable tone.
Peak ""
It¡¯s New Year¡¯s Day! ! !
This day is a rare day of good weather. Everyone started collective outdoor work. The weather was still a bit cold just after the Spring Festival.
Ji Yanhan was wearing a thin and wide blue and white striped prison uniform, with his small body huddled under the clothes.
Her hands were bruised and itchy due to frostbite. She didn't dare to scratch for fear of breaking the skin.?Severe.
"Look at you, a skinned and tender person, you are just washing clothes, and you have become like this!"
The woman who spoke was stout, 1.7 meters tall and weighed at least 160 meters. The floor vibrates slightly when walking.
She held a dry grass stem in her mouth and glanced disdainfully at the thin woman in front of her.
He snatched Ji Yanhan's clothes and threw them to the middle-aged woman aside, "Wash them clean, mom, be careful not to damage them."
She exclaimed and quickly grabbed it with her hands, "LanSister Lan, I can just do it myself. No need."
"Do you still want those thin arms and legs of yours?"
She has been washing clothes all winter, and her hands are red and swollen. This kind of scholar is impatient.
"I'm fine."
"Stop talking nonsense, since you call me Sister Lan, I should take care of you. If you continue to tease me, I will beat you."
Sister Lan wears her coat horizontally and puts one hand into her trouser pocket. She has a domineering air that looks down on the world.
"Why are you so nice to me? Don't you hate me?"
Why?
Sister Lan¡¯s expression paused, with some sympathy and confusion between her brows. Maybe it started when I saw the letter in her clothes!
People who have been injured are always nosy, looking for people like themselves in an attempt to join a group for warmth.
Sister Lan also loved and hated him when she was young, and even became the depraved person she is now because of that person.
When she saw Ji Yanhan, she seemed to see herself twenty years ago, timid and naive.
She grabbed Ji Yanhan's neck, dragged him in front of her, and looked at each other. She gave him a fierce glance. "The most useless thing in the world is tears. Remember, be cruel to yourself and even more cruel to others, otherwise you will just die." It will be you."
"Ithank you, Sister Lan"
"Well, I heard that your sentence was commuted and you will be leaving next month?"
Sister Lan subconsciously took out half a cigarette from her pocket and stuffed it into her mouth.
Ji Yanhan took the lighter from her hand and lit it.
Green smoke curled up, and she tried to take a breath. The hot smoke was sucked into her lungs, making her burst into tears.
A blush suddenly appeared on the pale face.
"You're worthless. You haven't learned how to smoke after more than half a year. If you can do anything important, go away. I'm upset when I see you."
"Sister Lan, take care. Smoking is harmful to your health, so you should smoke less."
Ji Yanhan touched his head awkwardly and reminded in a low voice.
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