Chapter 1916: The walls are full of white words

Mu Fan's voice was clear and cold, and the cold seemed to be able to penetrate into his internal organs, after he finished saying this, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the people beside him, the faces of the people standing next to Mu Fan changed, and he inserted the key in his hand into the iron door, and then turned around and left, no longer speaking.

When this person left, he still looked at Mu Fan's back with palpitations, it was not the first time he saw Mu Fan, but the feeling of the last time was completely different from the feeling of this time, although the feeling of Mu Fan last time was also cold, but every move revealed that he was not such a cold and indifferent person, he had a soft heart under the cold shell, but now he ......

He always felt that Mu Fan's appearance was the same, and his heart was as hard as ice.

"Bang dang ......" at the moment when the key was inserted into the keyhole, the person who was originally cowering in the innermost part moved, he moved his body, the things on his body clanged, making a dragging sound, probably he didn't feel someone stepping in for a long time, he raised his head, as if looking at the comer.

Some of the prisoners who were far away from this annoyance looked outside through the airy gap in the iron door, and vaguely saw Mu Fan standing outside the door, and their eyes showed surprise.

This 19876 has been held here for several years, and no one knows what exactly he has committed, nor his name or past, but his presence has aroused enough curiosity about why he is here, and what kind of person he is.

Right now...... For the first time, someone came to him, and it seems that the origin is not small.

Mu Fan naturally felt the gaze from all around, he frowned slightly but didn't say anything, just walked into the cell, and was not afraid of the other party escaping, the door opened, and the light outside shone into this dark corner, and the people inside also came into view.

This is a scrawny man, thin and terrifying, almost no different from a skeleton, if it weren't for the sound of his breathing and the heaving of his chest, I am afraid that he would have thought it would be a corpse, he was wearing a striped prison uniform that was already dirty and could not be seen, the whole person was cowered in a narrow corner of the room, his hair and beard had not been taken care of for several years, and now he was also shaped like a weed, and he looked like a madman.

"Knock knock......" Mu Fan's footsteps as he walked in made the man who was cowering in the corner raise his head and look at Mu Fan.

It's not accurate to say that it's to see, because the man in front of him looks a little scary after raising his head, the lights outside are sprinkled in, making people clearly see his empty eyes, there is nothing in them, the eye sockets are shriveled, and I don't know who dug it out, and now with this skull body and weed hair, it's just creepy, like seeing a ghost, no, it should be said that the ghosts in film and television dramas are not so scary.

Is it a ghost? Of course not.

Mu Fan clearly understood who this person was, he walked a little closer, threw the thing in his hand on the ground, looked at this person, and pursed his lips.

"I didn't think you were alive. ”

This cell was very small, but it was such a small cell, and the walls that were originally white and stained were full of words, written in all kinds of liquids, with blood stains, soup stains, and a name written on it in a crooked, almost incomprehensible font.

White.

They are mixed together, and the handwriting is superimposed on top of each other, making it difficult to read.