"Ahem, let me state first, I'm a leading cadre now, and I'm a little different from our master......" Zou Dahai looked at Ding Fan pondering and took the initiative to say it.

Ding Fan knew in his heart that Kan Liang had fought wits and courage with those people on the road over the years, and he would never let go of these scumbags as long as he had evidence in his hand and the other party still refused to admit it.

"Zou Jiao, I should go in, no, I'm in now, take me to Prison No. 4, and when the provincial bureau investigates me, someone grabbed my pigtails again. Ding Fan said, I don't know when it started, it has become regular, and his hands are naturally lowered.

"Okay, you wait!" Zou Dahai was stunned, and seemed to understand Ding Fan's true intentions at once, he had to live a good life in detention when he came here, and he would definitely not pretend to be a calf.

Zou Dahai went out of the door, went to the innermost part of the corridor, turned around to the side again, opened the big iron door directly, and called out a guy with a big head in the No. 4 prison cell.

"Big head, come here, call someone. He pointed at Ding Fan and asked this guy to come over and say hello.

"Dude, I'm a big head, I used to mess around on the bus. A smile appeared on the big head's face, and he said in a proper manner.

Without waiting for Ding Fan to speak, Zou Dahai snorted lightly in his face, and said in a deep voice: "Don't you want to do it?" Believe it or not, I ......" At this time, the big head remembered that Zou Dahai had just confessed that Ding Fan was a police officer, and he was temporarily locked up for some things, and he was definitely not someone else who was detained in an accident.

"Report to the government, I am your waiter, and I will be responsible for taking care of you in the future......" The big head touched his face with a smile, and looked at Zou Dahai respectfully, meaning that this is the way.

"Go out, squat at the door, remember to talk to me well in the future, and ah, if my buddy is missing a hair, I will let you have no hair on your body, and become a white chicken......" Zou Dahai finished explaining to him, and then pointed to the door.

The big head seems to have a lot of experience in this area, so he obediently went out, squatted at the door, leaned against the wall, and looked like a dead dog, but his back was tun..... The ministry is leaning against the wall, and the whole person is comfortable.

This guy was not in front of the door, Zou Dahai patted his chest again... He promised that he would be on duty, or if he was not on duty, he would be assigned to other policemen, and he must pay attention to the situation in the No. 4 prison house, and must ensure that he eats well and lives well.

Ding Fan knows better than anyone else that coming to this place is not for vacation, not for happiness, but for experiencing a good life.

If you don't deal with these strange people at close range and don't understand their true psychology, it is absolutely impossible to develop in the police post and go further in the future.

A few minutes later, Ding Fan followed the big head into the black prison cell, and more than a dozen eyes suddenly looked at him on the left and right.

The room is more than ten square meters in size, with an aisle in the middle, and two rows of large bunks on both sides, which are full of people, and they are staring at Ding Fan with the most chaotic eyes in the world.

"What kind of smell is this? The most special smell of people, toilet, big sauce jar, stinky feet, sighs......" Ding Fan looked straight ahead, and the smell of inhaling in his nose made him almost feel like vomiting.

"Vomit ......" He felt something in his stomach go up, and he was about to vomit out, pretending to look back to see if he had closed the door, and suddenly saw the semi-open toilet on the right side of the door, and suddenly smelled a smell of feces and urine.

It was this smell that he was forced to smell and seemed to feel much better than the smell in the room, and the disgusting mass in his stomach finally didn't come back.

The big head is the head of this prison cell, and anyone who sees it has to call the big head brother, and his place is near the window.

At any time in early autumn, the weather was still very hot, and there was a clean quilt on the wooden plank in his place, and Ding Fan was pushed there and let him sit in his place.

“...... Are you thinking about a bird, didn't you see your father coming? In the future, all of them will be called Ding Ye, and this is what the master does......" The big head sat next to Ding Fan, looked at everyone sideways, as if looking at a group of dogs, scolded fiercely, and made a pistol shape with one hand.

Ding Fan knew that the most annoying thing for these people was the police, but the big man had already told his identity, and he didn't hide it, and then said: "Yes, Ding Fan......!

As soon as these words came out, he didn't squint, but he seemed to hear someone whispering something, and some people's limbs were moving slightly, and it seemed that these guys knew a little bit about the people on the road outside.

After coming in for a while, Ding Fan observed that there were a total of thirteen or fourteen detainees here, some of whom were being prosecuted, and some of whom were sentenced.

In the past, when he came to the detention center and went to the prison, he always stood at the door and watched for a while, or came in to meet these people, and all he saw at that time was that the dormitory was clean and clean, and everyone looked safe, and he opened his mouth and closed his mouth to thank the government, thank the discipline, and who was so good to me.

The situation doesn't seem to be the case now, for example, the place where I sit with the big head almost occupies the space of four or five people, and those people are crowded next to each other, although there is a wall behind them, but no one dares to lean against it.

This kind of reflection and learning, if anyone relies on it casually, one is a bad attitude, and then the cell boss must be educated well.

"Blind, let's still gasp, come here, come here, do big health care for the boss, the ...... of Chinese medicine" The big head stopped at the man with a small eye.

The man was chubby, with a small slit in his eyes, and he looked like a blind man, but his hands were fleshy, and he was as slender as a big girl.

"Come, come, Grandpa Ding, do a good job, do a good ......job" The blind eunuch trotted over, said humbly, and when he arrived in front of Ding Fan, he immediately knelt down in front of him.

He helped Ding Fan take off his shoes, put them aside very professionally, and then grabbed Ding Fan's feet and patted them lightly a few times, the sound was crisp and pleasant, and it was very comfortable to listen to.

"Let's move first, save a while, you shouldn't be used to it, do you think this is good?" The blind man lowered his calf with his two hands, pinched it gently, raised his head and asked sincerely.

Being pressed by him like this, Ding Fan felt comfortable, this guy's technique is no worse than those professional masseurs, and he felt it when he got started, but because he knew in his heart that he was a suspect and a chubby old man, he felt a little awkward in his heart, and a little itchy.

"Blind, what did you do before? doctor, or in the bathhouse?" Ding Fan said, looking at him with a little affection in his eyes.

He was massaging here, but his eyes were not idle at all, secretly observing what everyone else was doing?

The big head didn't know where to take out a small book with a yellow book cover and looked at it, Ding Fan glanced at it, it should be an illegal print peddling for one dollar at the entrance of the provincial railway station.

"Look at you, three ghosts, are you tight?" the big head raised the cigarette in his hand, glared at a small thin man opposite, and scolded.

The little thin man immediately rushed to the edge of the bed, took out a match like magic, neatly tore off the adhesive tape wrapped around it, stepped forward quickly, lit a cigarette for the big head, and said obscenely: "Boss, what is this cigarette? ”

When Ding Fan was lamenting that they were so bold, he saw that there were already two guys standing at the door, holding a piece of gray cloth in their hands, and they hurried by from the outside and couldn't see what was going on inside.

"The fan is coming, the fan is blowing, the big head brother is the special earth emperor......" A scarred face near the toilet, with a stubbled beard, was waving the big pu fan in his hand, fanning the wind to the window.

Ding Fan was unconsciously a little convinced, there were people blocking the door, there were still sentry, and some people fanned the wind, if there were correctional police officers who came to check, presumably the big head would throw the cigarette directly into the pit, and a bucket of water would be washed down, even the gods would not be able to find it.

After observing for a long time, Ding Fan found that most of the people who were sitting and reflecting on it squinted with a pair of dead fish eyes, occasionally glanced here a few times, and immediately sat there obediently, not that they didn't want to come over to participate, it seemed that they were not qualified at all.

The cigarette ash in the big head's hand has been lit in a special ashtray, that is, the open palm of the three ghosts, Ding Fan wondered what kind of kung fu this guy has, the ash is in his hand, doesn't it hurt at all, but the ashtray made of plastic has been made for a long time, and it will burn out big holes.

At this moment, the three ghosts looked at the cigarette fart that the big head smoked.... The stock was less than a thumb long, and he couldn't help but yawn greedily, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, Ding Ye is here today, give you some face, and reward you with a ......" The big head's gaze quickly looked at Ding Fan and the three ghosts' faces, and he had already discovered Ding Fan's surprised gaze, and of course he knew that the three ghosts were also addicted to smoking.

He threw the cigarette butt in his hand out of a parabola in the air, and the three ghosts were squatting well, with their arms raised, they didn't even look at it, they pinched the cigarette butt at all, put it in their mouths easily, took a beautiful puff, and said comfortably: "Boss, thank you." ”

Ding Fan was pinched by a blind man.... As for the legs, he immediately seemed to have to move with cramps, and he secretly screamed in his heart that it was really powerful.

He couldn't help but think of a long-standing folk legend, saying that a thief who can steal a bicycle can definitely steal a car when he goes to prison and comes out, he definitely doesn't believe this point of view, but everything that happens in front of him makes him feel that it is really difficult for this group of guys to transform.

In fact, the subtle changes on Ding Fan's face, the big head had already seen it in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were pulled, his eyes turned a few times, and he immediately took it to heart, and said lightly: "Three ghosts, deal with the cigarette fart, and come back in a while to show Ding Ye a hand by the way!"

When he said this, the three ghosts were smoking cigarettes into the filter, a pair of yu... Hoping to be satisfied, the little eyes of the few people blinked a few times, and walked quickly towards the darkness of the door.

This guy had just taken two steps, feeling that the distance was almost over, and he lifted the cigarette butt into the pit, through the dilapidated window, the cigarette butt circled in the air, bounced off the wall and immediately bounced down, and fell into the pit water without bias.

"The three ghosts are worthy of a generation of little thieves,...... Yes, the technique is still so fast, I'll mess with you when I go out another day, and there will definitely be food and drink. One guy said enviously.

"Boy, it's fast enough, and it's even more difficult to divert attention" Ding Fan just glanced at the direction of the pit ......, and then squinted at the people sitting in a row on his left, as if he had found something wrong.

"Article.. Brother Zi, I've taken it! I haven't served the three counties and four districts here... Son, they can't see our kung fu with me for three days or four days, you ......" said the three ghosts, and Yu Guang still looked excitedly at the person sitting on the edge of the aisle.

In addition to Ding Fan, this is already the second time to look at their chests... In front of their eyes, a chaotic sound sounded from everyone's humming, and they were surprised to find a situation that no one expected, let alone felt: the first button of everyone's shirt was unbuttoned at some point.

They looked at each other, although they didn't want to believe a fact, but everyone understood: it was the three ghosts of Jiangyang thieves who did it.