"Zhihao. ”

Jiang Zhihao raised his head when he heard the sound, and at a glance he saw Minister Li, the prison guard standing outside the door.

Minister Li is the person in charge of their prison, and he is a very gentle prison guard who has been taking care of Jiang Zhihao since he was transferred here a year and a half ago.

Jiang Zhihao put down the book in his hand, stood up and walked to the window, and looked at the other party's face with some doubts.

"Minister Li, what's wrong?"

Minister Li didn't speak, just opened the window and threw Jiang Zhihao a plastic-wrapped braised chicken leg.

It's unrealistic to expect to eat such a good thing in prison, unless the guard in charge of himself is easier to talk to.

Minister Lee is one of them.

Jiang Zhihao quietly put the chicken leg into the mezzanine of his clothes, and happily followed Minister Li to thank him.

Minister Li just pursed his lips and glanced at the prison building.

There are a total of six people serving their sentences in the prison, and Jiang Zhihao is the one who has served the longest sentence in it.

Of course, in the past ten years, Jiang Zhihao has lived in almost all prisons across the country for a period of time, and it can be said that he is an old face.

It is commendable that no matter which prison, Jiang Zhihao's evaluation is extremely good, polite, and gentle, even if there are some outrageous inmates, Jiang Zhihao can often laugh at them.

"Ah, your kid is estimated to be able to go out in half a year, do you know honestly during this time?"

"Inside, I see. ”

Jiang Zhihao nodded, and his smile like a spring breeze gave people an extremely comfortable feeling.

Minister Li looked at the handsome face of the man in front of him and sighed helplessly.

Jiang Zhihao's case, he has already reviewed it from the time he first met the other party.

If there is nothing greasy in this case, I don't believe him if he is killed.

Intentional injury is indeed intentional injury, but it is somewhat exaggerated to be sentenced to such an extent.

Maybe the truth is really like Jiang Zhihao himself said, he was framed in.

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After watching Minister Li's back gradually disappear from his field of vision, Jiang Zhihao took out the braised chicken leg and threw it to his fellow inmates on the side.

The other party took it gratefully and bowed respectfully to the expressionless Jiang Zhihao.

"Thank you, brother!"

Jiang Zhihao didn't speak, just waved his hand to indicate that it didn't matter, and then sat in the corner again, slowly flipping through the books in his hand.

At this time, he was already in his twelfth year in prison.

In the past twelve years, he has changed from a big boy with strong blood to the mature man who hides all his emotions in his heart step by step.

It's a prison, and if you don't learn to keep your emotions to yourself, you're going to die.

In the 12 years here, the most important thing Jiang Zhihao learned was selfishness.

If he could go back to that night 12 years ago, he would definitely not hesitate to slap his bloody self at that time.

If he hadn't been nosy back then, maybe he should be in the world outside the walls, greedily breathing the air of freedom.

Jiang Zhihao closed the book in his hand and looked at the small window above his head emptyly.

Scattered snowflakes are slowly falling from the sky.

"Brother, we're going to clear the snow tomorrow. ”

Jiang Zhihao nodded, and stretched after putting the book away.

"It's almost, get ready to sleep, Minister Li will be scolding again in a while. ”

"Inner, brother!"

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In prison, it is not that there is no communication with the outside world.

They actually have a TV set in their prison cell, and although there are not many channels that can be switched, some basic news can still be seen.

Then there are some old movies, or the kind of educational films that are specially shown to prison officers.

Similarly, since there are channels of communication with the outside world, they naturally have the opportunity to re-enter the prison after being reformed.

Although the criminal record of imprisonment makes it more difficult for the vast majority of inmates to find employment, it does not mean that there is no opportunity at all.

Almost every year, there are competitions in the prison.

And the rewards of these activities, the vast majority of which are some cash prizes.

Of course, this money is certainly not handed over to the award-winning personnel at the first time, but converted into custody money and transferred to the prisoner's private account.

The custodian money here is the money that each prisoner can use at his disposal.

Every week, the prison will have the opportunity to buy what you want, and the prison guards will use the custody money in the prisoner's account to buy the items in the list one by one.

Most of them are just snacks, or thick quilts or stuff like that.

Or maybe it's some fruit.

Jiang Zhihao's custodian account, no one has been sending money into it since eight years ago.

That is to say, eight years ago, his father, who had always insisted on clearing his grievances, also gave up on him and started a new life.

This is what Jiang Zhihao has always hoped for, but when that moment really came, Jiang Zhihao still couldn't hide the grief and indignation in his heart, and hid in the corner of the prison house and cried bitterly.

That time was the last time Jiang Zhihao cried.

After that, Jiang Zhihao began to participate in large and small prison competitions.

It could be that he is very talented, he is very talented at learning new things.

Such as carpentry, car repair, baking, welding. He'd learned a lot of messy stuff.

After all, there is not much else in prison, only a lot of time.

After so many years.

Jiang Zhihao frowned and looked at his bank account.

With less than a year to go before he was released from prison, it was time for him to think about what he was going to do when he got out.

Although he has obtained a lot of papers, his record of thirteen years in prison does not allow him to find a satisfactory job.

If you go out, it's nothing more than starting with some odd jobs.

It could be moving bricks, or it could be a waiter.

Who knows?

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhihao put away the details of his account and glanced at the boy standing in front of him.

"Nothing. ”

"Brother, are you worried about what to do after you go out?"

Jiang Zhihao didn't speak, and admitted it in disguise.

"Our brother Zhihao is so handsome, of course he will be a star when he goes out!"

Jiang Zhihao kicked the other party angrily, reached out and patted the back of the other's head.

"Ah, do you think that as a person who has been in prison for thirteen years, there will be an agency that wants me?"

"Haha. ”

The other party laughed dryly, made a movement to pull the zipper on the side of his mouth, and sat honestly in place.

That is to say, at least he also provided an idea!

It doesn't matter if this brother doesn't appreciate it, he still beats him.

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It's a pity that even if Jiang Zhihao wanted to break his head, he didn't think about what he should do after he was released from prison.

Time does not wait for Jiang Zhihao to make a choice.

Winter goes to spring, and there is only one left until Jiang Zhihao is released from prison. It's not a week.