For the first time, Song Zhichao wondered if this person named Brother Le had seen through his identity, otherwise how could he suddenly say this.

However, after experiencing strong winds and waves, Song Zhichao quickly stabilized his mind, pretended not to hear anything, and continued to drink water.

Song Zhichao's composure really had an effect.

That Brother Le looked at Song Zhichao and couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that he didn't react.

Originally, he saw that Song Zhichao, Li Jiaxin, and Ruan Ling were suspicious, so he deliberately tested the sentence just now, if Song Zhichao reacted strongly, then it would be equivalent to indirectly admitting that his identity was special, but now, ---

"Could it be that I guessed wrong?" said Brother Le, puzzled.

The fat man who was sitting with Brother Le glanced at Song Zhichao, looked at Brother Le again, and was about to speak, when suddenly the mobile phone rang.

The fat man picked up his mobile phone and said a few words, and suddenly lowered his voice and said to Brother Le: "Looking for you, warden." ”

Brother Le was about to find out Song Zhichao's identity, and when he saw the fat man handing over the phone, he could only frown and answer it and talk into the phone.

Fleeting ---

Brother Le hung up the phone, glanced at Song Zhichao deeply, and then instructed the fat man: "Order everyone to leave, and be sure to rush back to the prison before dark." With that, he got up, straightened his police uniform, and walked towards the jeep.

The fat man muttered in the back, "I'm in such a hurry, my ass hasn't been hot yet!"

Picking up a bottle of Heineken, he raised his neck, poured a sigh of relief, pursed his lips and --- refreshed, and when he left, he grabbed a large handful of peanuts and chewed them away.

The prison bus, the size of a minibus, started moving, and the jeep followed behind and slowly disappeared into the road in front of the convenience store.

The convenience store owner came out to clean up his things, and scolded and scolded: "Hit the street! Every time you come, it's earth-shattering, and Lao Tzu is not Abba, I have to serve you every time!"

Clang, put away dishes and beer.

Song Zhichao asked, "Boss, what did those people do just now?"

The male boss said angrily: "Can't you see it, the prison guards in Stanley Prison in front." ”

"Why do they buy so many cigarettes and alcohol--- doesn't the prison let them sell?" Song Zhichao continued.

The male boss glanced at Song Zhichao and seemed reluctant to say.

Song Zhichao got up, took out a cigarette and handed it over, helped the male boss light it and said, "Don't worry, I'm just asking casually, I don't mean anything else." ”

The male boss squinted, took a puff of cigarette, and glanced at Li Jiaxin, who was as beautiful as a flower, deliberately showing off in front of the beauty, not to mention that these things had been held in his heart for too long, so he found a chair and sat down, and said: "You don't know this--- there are policies and countermeasures, especially these who manage prisons, there is a lot of oil and water." ”

"The more the prison prohibits something, the more profitable it is. Cigarettes, alcohol, and fancy magazines are the most lucrative things in prison. ”

"These things are shipped to the prison, the price is doubled, and they are distributed to the leaders of each prison, and the leaders are doubled, and they are sold to the prisoners--- and you say that it is not profitable?"

Song Zhichao scratched his eyebrows with the tail finger of his left hand: "Then the prison doesn't care?"

Now the warden of that prison is a ghost, named 'George,' who knows all this, but turns a blind eye, because he has the most money. ”

"If you think about it, you can understand that people have come all the way from Britain to Hong Kong, not to make money! Could it be that they have come to Hong Kong to support the construction of our prisons?--- have been with some murderers and robbers all day long. Normal people are going crazy, let alone English gentlemen?"

"Besides, it looks like it's almost ninety-seven, and when Hong Kong returns to the mainland, they British guys still have a few days to live, if they don't take the opportunity to get a handful before the return, will they go back to Britain to eat!" After the male boss finished speaking, he took a puff of cigarette.

Song Zhichao couldn't help but ask: "If he does this, isn't he afraid that someone will report it?"

"Report, who will report? It's so remote here, and Stanley Prison has always been the hardest hit area for ghosts to get oil and water. His name is Le Jun, he is the subordinate of the ghost George, or the wife and brother of the ghost George, the two collude, they are very cautious in doing things, and they often play side balls, you don't have real evidence, it is difficult to expose them!"

Song Zhichao was silent, and asked the male boss again: "So, it's really difficult for these people to get it." ”

The male boss looked at Song Zhichao deeply: "That's not it, the prison is so big, and many prison guards are good, but they have been harmed by these black sheep--- mainly because no one is willing to stand up, and if they stand up, they will be unlucky." ”

Song Zhichao smiled and said no more.

I casually talked to the male boss for a few more words.

The boss's eyes were only wandering around Li Jiaxin, which made Song Zhichao a little bored, and he didn't want to say more to him, so he ordered Ruan Ling to set off.

Before leaving, the male boss couldn't hold back any longer, and said to Song Zhichao solemnly: "Tell the truth, little brother, your girlfriend is very much like a person." ”

"Like whom?"

"Li Jiaxin!"

Song Zhichao: "......"

This boss has a problem with his eyes, and he can't tell the difference between real people and fakes.

......

On a jeep in the distance---

The fat man asked the man with glasses: "Brother Le, you seemed to be very interested in those three people just now." ”

The man with glasses lifted the bridge of his nose and put his glasses on: "Don't you think they are weird?"

The fat man thought for a while: "It's a bit --- barren mountains and mountains, handsome men and beautiful women, especially that woman, she looks too beautiful, by the way, she looks similar to a female star." ”

The glasses man --- Lejun glared at the fat man, "Do you miss the pretty girl?"

The fat man scratched his head embarrassedly: "The other woman is too ugly, and the scar on her face is like a centipede." ”

Le Jun was speechless, "Can't you pay attention to that man?"

"Guy, he's very handsome, and he looks like he's quite dragged up. ”

"It's just that a person who is so dragged is driving such a broken car. Le Jun said, "Do you think it's suspicious?"

"Brother Le, hearing you say this, it's really suspicious, is it ......" The fat man stopped talking.

"Quite possibly. Le Jun nodded, "This is the legendary private interview of Weifu." ”

"Oops, didn't he hear what we said?" the fat man became frightened.

Le Jun smiled: "Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid. ”

"Aren't you afraid of what you're trembling about?"

"That's a little cold. ”

"Rest assured. Le Jun said, "How many things can he manage as a Justice of the Peace?" Besides, I also deliberately asked him to listen to what he said just now. ”

The fat man was stunned: "Why?"

"Because I'm going to give him a dismount!" Le Jun said coldly. "Let him know who is not to be provoked here!"

Fatty: "......"

Immediately admired--- even a Justice of the Peace dared to play, Brother Le is amazing!