Han Nuowei was lying on the bed in the central hospital, bored. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info In the hospital room, he couldn't see anything but the pale ceiling and half-worn green curtains.

His face was wrapped in a thick gauze, and although he was changing his dressing every day, he seemed to heal slowly. Moreover, every time he asked the nurse what was wrong with his injury, the nurse ignored him.

He tried to make a phone call, but was told he could not contact the outside world unless he had permission from the police.

Han Nuowei was helpless, and he gradually realized that the police might think that he was suspected of arson, otherwise they would not treat him like this. And the only person who can help him clear his suspicion is Tao Baihe.

At this time, he missed Tao Baihe, his mother who had been sick in bed for a long time, and his good-natured father. Although his throat had recovered, no one had come to visit him, nor had anyone come to listen to him or to speak with him.

Whenever there was a sun, he would quietly observe the piece of amber into the sunlight, trying to unravel its secrets. On a few occasions, he also thought about asking the police directly: Will handing over this piece of amber prove my innocence?

But on second thought, he realized that it wouldn't be that simple. First of all, the police will definitely ask him why he didn't hand it over in the first place. Secondly, it is highly likely that the police believe that he stole this piece of amber from Tao Fu, after all, this piece of amber belongs to Tao Bu in the first place. Moreover, he had seen the medical staff look him wary on more than one occasion, and the reason for this could only be because they knew that the police had taken him as a suspect. Well, as you can imagine, it was hard for the police to believe his words.

In the same way, most of his parents' phone calls were blocked by the police, so they couldn't get in.

What about Tao Baihe? Why didn't she appear for a long time? With the Tao family's ability, it was not very difficult to visit him.

Unless......

Thinking of this, Han Nuowei shook his head vigorously. He has no reason and is unwilling to doubt his lover. What's more, the reason why he appeared here and kept silent all this time was precisely to protect her.

In the midst of this complex emotion, as the days passed, he felt as if he had been forgotten by the world.

The only thing that is comforting to him is that his body is recovering, and he is able to get out of bed and walk except for regular dressing changes on his face and body. After getting rid of the urine bag that he hated, he finally felt better. Although he is still supervised by the police when he goes to the bathroom, it is a comfort for him to be able to occasionally leave the room and walk the hall to see the other patients in the hospital.

On the entire second floor, only the one he lived in was a single room, which in the eyes of others was simply VIP treatment. But he didn't want this lifeless silence at all, because waiting was very painful, especially with no end in sight.

He would love to move to a large ward where several patients live together, even if it's a little noisy. Every time he went to the toilet, he would take the excuse to stop near the main ward for a while to listen to other people's parents, because it made him feel that he was not so alone.

One day two months later, after Han Nuowei went to the toilet, he passed by the main ward as usual. What struck him as strange was that the people in the main ward were not laughing, but talking to something in a low voice.

Han Nuowei turned his head to look at the policeman, who was chatting with the little nurse at the consultation desk, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he gently pushed the door of the large ward open a crack.

"What a pervert!"

"It's all light to say that perverts are light! It's scum at all, and it should be shot 10,000 times!"

"It's still good in ancient times, there are punishments like Ling Chi, and shooting this kind of person is cheaper. ”

"That's it, you said he was so young, how could he be so vicious?"

"I think there is a grudge, if there is no hatred, how can it be possible to cut someone more than fifty times?" said a family member of a patient. She was in her early twenties, with an iPod around her neck, and she looked like a college girl.

"I heard that aunt's neck is about to break. ”

"I read in the newspaper that the neck was cut with a kitchen knife, the body was stabbed with a carving knife, and the stomach and chest were stabbed into a hornet's nest. ”

When Han Nuowei heard the "carving knife", his heart tightened, he turned his head to look at the consultation desk, and the police were still laughing with the nurse. He swallowed, plucked up the courage to gently push the door open, "Excuse me, may I ask what you are talking about?"

The iPod woman looked at him with a wary face, "Who are you?"

Han Nuowei hurriedly said: "I live at the end of the corridor, 202. When he saw that the people in the ward were staring at him, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "I just heard you talking about the news, curious to ask, nothing else, the hospitalization is too boring." ”

Perhaps it was the phrase "the hospital is too boring" that resonated with a patient lying in bed who cast an understanding look at him, "How long have you been staying?"

Han Nuowei said bitterly: "It's been two months. ”

The patient smiled, "That's fine, it's not too long." ”

At this point, the iPod woman stood up, "I know 202, there's always a police officer at the door of that ward. ”

Han Nuowei's words stuck in his throat.

"I heard that the murderer was in the central hospital. A patient who had not spoken suddenly said.

Everyone looked at Han Nuowei in unison.

Han Nuowei suddenly panicked, "It's not me! I didn't kill anyone!"

The iPod woman looked disgusted, "Then tell me, why do you want the police to watch your ward?"

Han Nuowei couldn't argue, his heart churned with grievances, powerlessness and anger.

"What are you doing?" At this moment, the police rushed over and grabbed Han Nuowei angrily, "Go back to the house after going to the toilet!" He dragged Han Nuowei out of the main ward.

Han Nuowei fell into an ice cellar, and although the conversation he had just heard was incomplete, it was enough to make his heart tremble. On the way back to the ward, he couldn't help but ask the police, "Can I call home?" ”

The policeman said coldly: "It's not a few days, wait until the investigation is over." ”

The policeman's words gave Han Nuowei a little comfort, he thought: The murder case has nothing to do with him, maybe in a few days, he will be able to get rid of it.

What relieved Han Nuowei was the sudden handcuffs a few days later and a group of cold-eyed policemen he had never seen before.

Han Nuowei was frightened, he never thought that the result would be like this. He looked at the policeman holding him on the left and right, and asked in a daze, "Can you let me see Officer Nan?"

"Nan Zeyu has been transferred. This case has nothing to do with him. A policeman probably looked at him pitifully and replied to him.

"Why did you arrest me? I didn't set the fire! It has nothing to do with me!" Han Nuowei suddenly became anxious. He clung to the edge of the hospital bed and kicked his legs hard, desperately trying to get rid of the police.

"You're suspected of arson, rape, and murder! Play your mother stupid!" a policeman said and was about to rush up and beat him, but was stopped.

Han Nuowei only recognized it at this time, and the angry policeman was Tao Baihe's second uncle, Tao Wutian, who used to go to the amber shop from time to time to find Tao and not be able to drink tea. After Han Nuowei took off his glasses, he always liked to joke about Han Nuowei's eyes, saying that Han Nuowei must have been dreamed of by foreign gods when he was in his mother's womb, so he had such eyes. As he spoke, Tao Wutian would pretend to be serious and let Han Nuowei remember that if he soared in the future, don't forget him.

But the person in front of him made Han Nuowei feel very strange, and the series of charges that came out of his mouth made Han Nuowei even more confused. Han Nuowei asked blankly, "Uncle Tian, what are you talking about?" I don't understand!"

Tao Wutian's red eyes were full of resentment, "When I think of your usual obedient and honest appearance, Lao Tzu feels disgusted!"

While Han Nuowei was in a daze, the police forcibly dragged him out of the hospital bed and handcuffed him.

When Han Nuowei saw the handcuffs, he suddenly came to his senses. He shouted loudly and desperately, "I was wronged! I want to see Officer Nan, I want to see Bai He! They can all prove my innocence!"

Tao Wutian was furious, stretched out his hand and punched him in the face, "You still have the face to mention Baihe! She was miserable by you! She had a miscarriage! Why don't you die!"

Han Nuowei only felt a heat in his ears, and he didn't know whether his face hurt when he was beaten, or if he was blown up by the news. He wanted to ask what had happened, but he was horrified to find that he had been taken for a criminal. The police looked at him like a filthy and obscene piece of garbage, and every word he said was seen as a quibble and a lie. This fact strangled his vocal cords like a sharp tightrope, paining him and despairing.

Suddenly, he lowered his head and bit the policeman's hand on his right. The other party screamed in pain and subconsciously pushed him away. He took the opportunity to step over to the windowsill, pushing it open and about to jump down.

But where he was the opponent of a group of police, the police dragged him back without much effort.

"Honestly, do you want to be beaten?" said the officer who had initially answered his question, pushing away his angry colleague who had been bitten by him.

Han Nuowei was dragged out by the police, and his whole person was in a daze. As soon as he stepped out of the inpatient building, the dazzling sunlight immediately hit him mercilessly, and countless people with cameras and microphones poured in on him, and he was dizzy with the raucous questions and shouts of the vegetable market. Tao Wutian took off his coat and threw it on his head, the hard metal buckle hitting his eyes. He hurriedly closed his eyes and let the police push him into the police car. The police officer in the front seat buckled the police lights to the roof of the car and rang the alarm bell at the same time.

The car started, but Han Nuowei didn't take off his coat. He was suddenly grateful for the coat, because it hid the curious and suspicious eyes, as well as his panic and bitterness.

......

"It's here. A bailiff opened the rear door and motioned for Han Nuowei to get out of the car.

Han Nuowei rubbed his eyes, he couldn't remember how many days after his arrest.

In front of you is a huge maroon building. It is paved with bricks and shaped like a fortress, with several thick metal gates in the center, the top of which is arched into a ring that looks like a large mouth with sharp teeth, and on either side there are domed guard boxes, on which a tiny window is embedded like a malicious eye.

On top of that, there's an endless wall of gray netting. Han Nuowei took a closer look and found that the mesh wall was full of exposed aluminum wires, and there was no insulation layer at all.

A bailiff noticed his gaze, "The lines connected here are all 20,000 volts." Seeing his frightened face after hearing this, the bailiff was very satisfied, "Once you enter the Yin and Yang Pass, there will be no life from now on." This is the best prison in Hancheng, boy, enjoy it slowly. ”

Han Nowei's number is 2201.

When the iron door of the cell opened, everyone stood by the bed and stared at him coldly. Those bald stares made him feel uncomfortable, because they looked like they were looking at a piece of pork.

He felt a tingling in his scalp, and then he realized that he was already bald.

"331!" the guard shouted.

"Here!" came a man in his forties among the bald heads, he was born with broad shoulders and round waist, and extremely white skin.

"This kid has just turned eighteen years old, and he has been taken care of by the Tao Section Chief of the County Bureau, don't bully him. With that, the prison guard pushed Han Nuowei in.

"That won't be!" 331 smiled. He grabbed Han Nuowei's shoulder and patted him affectionately, "Are you afraid of the cold, then you sleep in the innermost, far away from the door, warm!"

After a series of pushing and dragging, Han Nuowei walked to the innermost part of the cell.

The guard glanced inside and closed the iron door. When Han Nuowei saw the prison guards leaving, he sat down on the lower bunk. One of the prisoners near the door glanced out, then gestured to 331. 331 nodded, then beckoned to Han Nuowei, "New here, come here." ”

Han Nuowei's heart was a little hairy, and he remembered the TV series he had watched before: newcomers have to be taught a lesson by the cell boss, which is like a welcome ceremony. He didn't want to ignore 331, but he was afraid of angering the other party, so in desperation, he had to get up and walk over.

331 sat at the head of the bed with a smile, "You know Section Chief Tao very well?"

Han Nuowei hesitated for a moment, and was suddenly kicked down by a person behind him, "Didn't you hear the boss ask you?"

The kick was very heavy, Han Nuowei lay on the ground, his heart was on fire, and he immediately wanted to stand up and pounce over, but he finally held back. "Not familiar, just acquaintance. With that, he got up.

"Good. As soon as the words fell, 331 slapped Han Nuowei's head to the side, "Section Chief Tao took care of it? It's so good! Lao Tzu was sent in by him! If you don't mention him, Lao Tzu beat you up and finished it, since you are his person, how can one meal be enough? Yes, brothers?" After speaking, he raised his foot and kicked Han Nuowei to the open space of the cell.

A group of people rushed up, surrounded Han Nuowei in the middle, punched and kicked. Han Nuowei couldn't resist at all, so he had to hold his head, clamp his legs, and shrink into a ball.

He struggled to contain his fear and anger. At first, he could still feel pain in his legs, ribs, and back, but soon, he couldn't tell what the pain was. Whenever there is a gap in his body, someone will immediately make up for it.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "What is this disgusting thing?" and everyone stopped.