Feeling that the time was almost up, Ding Fan inserted a piece of luncheon meat with a toothbrush, held it up in the light and looked at it, and in the afterglow he saw that Liu Hui seemed to be focused here, and immediately soaked the luncheon meat in the small hot pot again, handed it to the three ghosts and said:

"Devil three, send ...... to that kid"

The three ghosts looked like they had seen the ghosts, looking at him suspiciously, their faces were full of puzzlement, Ding Fan waved his hand impatiently and said, "Look at you, why don't you send it quickly, you still want me to send it." ”

In a place full of fighting ruthlessness, even the air is crazy.. In the simple world of wild breath, Ding Fan's words sounded very temperamental, but Liu Hui had been here for three or four months, and his blunt words were like a warm current surging in his heart, watering his heart as hard as iron.

Liu Hui is a person who fights and kills in society, and when he walks on the street, he may be blown up because of a look or a word that is not pleasing to the eye, and when he first debuted, he became famous, and he became a habit after a long time.

Eating the luncheon meat given by Ding Fan, he kept thinking about this guy in his heart, no, he is a policeman, why is he so good to himself!

After thinking about it one by one, he chewed things slowly, and secretly glanced at Ding Fan a few times, only to see that he was eating refreshingly, as if he was eating a chili pepper, and said with a mouth half happy and half complaining: "Big head, remember to get some sesame paste next time, don't get the garlic, the taste is too big." ”

In the past five or six minutes, Ding Fan got Liu Hui ham sausage wrapped in vegetable leaves, which was just flavored, and it tasted like meat and coriander, which was very enjoyable.

When he boiled the instant noodles for you for the third time and put them in a small bowl and asked the three ghosts to pass them over, he only heard the three ghosts behind him uh, and when Ding Fan looked back, he saw that the blind man was holding the aluminum bowl, and there was nothing in it, only his cheeks were bulging, chewing and swallowing desperately in his stomach.

"Look for death, blind...... Suddenly, Liu Hui said in his mouth and slowly clenched his fists.

At this time, the blind man had already hid in front of Ding Fan as if he had seen a cat, and whispered flatteringly: "Ding Ye, I have to eat some too, they can't eat, didn't I give you a massage just now......"

Ding Fan is not a person who can't be saved when he sees death, not to mention that this guy really pressed himself for a long time just now, and hurriedly smiled generously, and said to Liu Hui: "Old Liu, okay, how big is J and B, I'll get it for you again, let's go out, you can eat the pot of the Prairie Palace, count it as mine." ”

Liu Hui didn't squeak anymore, but his eyes became very complicated, and it didn't seem to be the kind of straightforward challenge, but seemed to have missed some opportunities and got a little angry.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the big head, that is, the mixed veterans, sometimes called hygienists, began to organize these people to sleep.

The place near the door is Liu Hui's special place, he wants to be more comfortable, Ding Fan looked at the big head with an ugly face, so he went up to fix it for him, and whispered: "Dude, it's more than forty, this is not outside, don't always lose your temper, heroes don't suffer losses in front of them." ”

There are a few older and more confused people next to them who are rolling out the quilts, and those newcomers who are not performing well, brushing the toilet with a brush or something, driving disgusting flies out, if you don't scrub it a few times, it is estimated that the smell will be even more disgusting.

"I also said that you should be careful, they want to. . . Dry..... You've got it. Liu Hui lay on the bed and said to the wall.

He glanced at Ding Fan's wrist that was being fixed, and said smartly: "Don't detain me to death, I'll help you." ”

Ding Fan is full of confidence now, and he can still be afraid of these guys, so he doesn't care about these at all, but just questioning: "Why? Isn't it just giving you and Wang Yi something more? What's wrong? This place ......?"

He wanted to say that there is not Zou Dahai in this place, who can easily move himself.

While talking, he glanced at Wang Yishou who was constantly brushing the floor outside the cement platform of the thatched house, that guy was enough for his grandson, looking at the black place, there was blood, feces and urine, all of which were soaked in the cement and could not be wiped clean, so he sprinkled some disinfectant powder on it and made a fool of it.

Just like him, Ding Fan couldn't think of how this guy could dare to do it with himself.

"The surname is Ding, you have moved the rules, a bucket of rice to raise a benefactor, a liter of rice to raise an enemy, you really don't understand? or pretend?" Liu Hui saw that he had locked himself up, said disappointedly, and then immediately said ruthlessly:

"Boy, it's not that I didn't remind you, let's settle this matter. ”

Sure enough, it is a person who has been mixed in society, one yard is one yard, clean and neat.

Ding Fan watched the room be busy, patted the iron ring on Liu Hui's hand with his hands, and said bluntly: "Okay, okay, my work is gone." ”

There is Zou Dahai covering this kind of thing, Ding Fan has never relied on them, because he is now interested in Liu Hui, and he is also interested in Wang Yishou's magical massage technique.

He found a brush, carried a bucket of water, and walked to the thatched house, only to hear the big head say without yin or yang: "Alas, Ding Ye, it was done by a beast, what are you making a fuss about, come, smoke one." ”

Ding Fan looked at him sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking like a prisoner, looking like a big brother in society, watching his slaves work hard.

"That's not good, I'm new here, maybe I can't get out for the time being, I'll let people target me. Ding Fan took out a cigarette from the cigarette case in front of him and inadvertently said what was in his heart.

"Oh......" The big head squeezed out a few words from his throat.

Ding Fan was smoking a cigarette beautifully, he was a little anxious, and he coughed violently all of a sudden, he didn't see it, the big head was looking up and down, that medium figure, ordinary appearance, if it wasn't a policeman, he looked more like a cadre working in an organ, an enterprise, and an institution, and he didn't have any power at all.

"No, no, what if the county bureau sends someone down for a private visit. "Datou has always been not very bright-minded, this time I don't know how to think of this problem all of a sudden, threw the cigarette butt into the pit in the distance, and shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up......"

His voice in this small space was better than the whistle of the production captain back then, and more effective than the ancient emperor's dictation, those people were tidying up their things, and the king who wiped the floor made the dirty place in a few seconds with one hand, and retreated, and the rag in his hand wiped the place he walked through, and it was clean.

They went to bed in twos and threes, but Ding Fan found that the cups that had just been pounced were picked up again, he looked up at the door, and found that the discipline who had just patrolled walked in front of the door.

The cups were placed on the side of the window, and two pieces were laid side by side, one was for the big head, and the other was for Ding Fan's, with a high layer, Ding Fan was worried that this thing was sleeping on it, and he couldn't sleep for a long time, but he looked at the seriousness of the big head with a calf, and he didn't squeak.

The people next to him were lying on the bed board naked, leaning together as much as possible, in Ding Fan's opinion, there was no extra space, and they were about to be meat next to meat, but the big head was not satisfied at all, and went up to the king on the side... He kicked his leg violently and shouted viciously: "It's all special to go in, go inside." ”

In just a few minutes, Ding Fan found that these people were huddled together, looking like frozen hairtail fish in the freezer, one by one, without any gaps.

Near the direction of the bathroom on the right side of the door, a few older guys, probably trying to sleep comfortably in the place outside the chong, are smelly feet on both sides, probably to see Ding Fan say hello to him, and as soon as he turned his head, he immediately touched the foot on the left.

The foot had not been trimmed for a long time, and it scratched his cheek all at once.

The old brother wiped it with his hand, wiped the blood on his palm on his belly, and his face was in the air, and he didn't look uncomfortable at all.

Ding Fan looked at the big head and lay down, and asked him quietly, "Can I sleep on the first floor?"

"What the hell, ah, wrong, wrong, Ding Ye, Leader Zou let you take care of you, you can be obedient, believe it or not, who do you give them this, be polite, they will have someone to kill you tomorrow, do you still have something to scare people?"

Ding Fan listened to this word by word, and he heard it at once, what the big head said was definitely not false.

After a busy day, and he has experienced too many things, although Ding Fan is very uncomfortable on the soft cup, he started to fight within five minutes, and with two haha sounds, he fell asleep deeply.

The lights in the cell cannot be turned off, which was the case then, and even more so now, but now civilized law enforcement and education are becoming more and more standardized, and all people must be under video surveillance.

In the second half of the night, he was sleeping and heard the sound of someone getting up.

He slowly opened his eyes, and found that it was Wang Yishou, he got up from the bed opposite, walked slowly to the thatched house, peed for a long time, and when he came back, he found that his place had already been squeezed out by both sides.

"Whoa......" He looked at his original place for a while, feeling that the two guys were wet, he slowly pulled twice, but still didn't pull away, so he moved and lay directly between them.

He lay down with lubrication, but Ding Fan couldn't sleep, and the smell of feces and urine and stinky feet filled the room, and he was so disgusting that he almost vomited.

After a few minutes, he got up slowly, wanting to go to the convenience to see if there was still cold water in the hut, and wash his face by himself, I guess it would be better.

When he came out after walking around the hut twice, he saw a person standing up in the place where he was sleeping, and said in a daze: "Ding Ye, Ding Ye, there is a piece of candy that has fallen there, help me pick it up." ”

It was Wang Yiyi, and as he spoke, he struggled to stand up again, got out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked over slowly.

Ding Fan hesitated, seeing that he still hadn't woken up, he turned around and looked at the darkness in the thatched house.