The afternoon is to concentrate on studying, at a convenient time, Meng Ling's eyes suddenly darkened, as if the world was spinning, he was crumbling from losing his center of gravity in this dim world, Meng Ling hurriedly closed her eyes and squatted, but she still fell to the ground, she supported the ground with both hands, opened her eyes and wanted to see? [The surrounding scene, but the ash in front of you??] Yellow sac?? What is the essence of the machine?

Meng Ling immediately realized that this was a sign of physical weakness, the nutrition here was too poor, and it would recover after a little time, so Meng Ling simply closed his eyes and sat on the ground, rubbed his temples with the thumbs of both hands, and then did eye exercises. When the heart muscle relaxed, and it felt that the world was no longer flipping, Meng Ling slowly opened his eyes and saw a clear physical object. She got up and stood, took a pinch of tap water to wash her face, lifted her legs and prepared to return to the group to study, but when she took a step, her calf muscles twitched, followed by soreness, and she suddenly became numb, and she almost fell down again.

Fortunately, she was quicker, and immediately grabbed the water pipe to hold on, stabilizing her leaning body.

What's the matter? Meng Ling held on to the water pipe, leaned against the wall, lifted his legs alternately, and pushed hard to activate the blood circulation. After a while, consciousness was there, and she tried to take two steps without harm, and then slowly paced back to the group. When Meng Ling approached the door, he heard the man in the room shouting in a thick Liulin City Mandarin: "What I hate and hate the most is the theft and silver seller among you!

"Excuse-" There was a burst of laughter in the room. Meng Ling pushed the door and walked in, and saw the man's wife sitting on the bench with her upper body leaning on the head of the bed, her arms spread out on the edge of the bed, erlang's legs swaying, and she looked at ease as if no one was around.

"Let me tell you, it is not allowed to make loud noises, make small movements with each other, and move around at will, which is clearly stipulated by the supervision rules and discipline. Now if you look at yourself, how many people still haven't memorized the prison rules and discipline and the prisoner code? If you can't memorize them, it's not me who will be punished, but I, the leader of the study group, will be removed from my work. You guys — think about the consequences. I don't think that my group leader has something great to deliberately make things difficult for you, in fact, I am also for your good, in case the cadres check who can't memorize it, it will be troublesome. Therefore, it is a kind of concern for you to be strict, and I hope that everyone can understand each other and respect each other....... ”

The man's wife is reasonable and pertinent, but it can't reverse everyone's confusion, anxiety and rebellious mentality in adversity, and many people's eyes still show an expression of disgust for this kind of strict institutional constraints.

Then the whole team sits on a small pony stool to learn the supervision rules and discipline, legal provisions, current affairs and politics and labor reform guidelines and policies, and pay attention to the spirit of curing diseases and saving people, etc., the pen is sitting for two hours, and the halfway break is ten minutes for everyone's convenience, at this time, go to the toilet, move the body and bones, talk and laugh, you can be fully free, but don't complain and vent your dissatisfaction, otherwise someone will let you learn the lesson that you must lose if you say more.

Ten minutes is not a long time, the bell of the drum room will be on time to remind the group to sit down, so, a new round of learning begins, everyone must contact their own actual situation to show their attitude towards the sentencing of the government law enforcement department after studying, pious and sincere confession, whether you sincerely recognize the responsibility or go against the heart of the yang and yin, everyone must express their position, and promise not to appeal, not to appeal, not to make trouble for the government, peace of mind to accept the reform.

After the end, Meng Ling squatted on the edge of the walled flower bed to watch the flowers, she was admiring the flowers, not only admiring the beauty of the flowers, but also loving the vigorous vitality of the flowers. Signs of vitality evoke fond memories for him. However, the flowers always leave some sadness, and the beauty is decayed and dilapidated, not as elegant as the green leaves. Green leaves are vigorous, universal, and recognized by the public; he does not compete with the odds, does not sensationalize, and silently sets off without complaints, he prefers green leaves! Milk Wei blinked, Shuo Ji loquat played, waved Xing Ji Lu, ?? 盍 Φ Mu Lie ?? The male of the scorpion is eager to take the starling?? Litigation < Jian, blowing the hinge peach ding, Shanchen Road Wren, stirring up the stunned to take the scar. Stirring up lawsuits, stirring up the ship, and being good at reciting Mu Wei's ability to rebel, sinking the ship, and sinking the ship. 魍ū槿?怼??

In the past, Meng Ling loved autumn and was obsessed with the cruel and ruthless character of the autumn wind sweeping away, believing that the autumn wind could remove the remnants of flowers and willows and residues, and make the world clearer, brighter and purer. And now, he feels that Autumn's ruthlessness is too general and unfair, and she is beginning to prefer the current spring.

Looking at it like this, Meng Ling only felt that her heart was bleeding, with a sour fishy smell accompanied by a strong heat wave surging up her throat, very irritable, very pungent, and very burning face. So, Meng Ling stood up and looked up: the gray sky hung a round of red sun, not scorching, not scorching, not scorching, not scorching, not scorching, under the canopy are mountains and mountains, so that she suddenly yearns for the spring in the courtyard of Hengdao.

Meng Ling returned to the cell longingly, and not long after sitting down, "Meng Ling." With the clatter of handcuffs thrown on the small iron window and the shout of discipline, Meng Ling, who was always like a man's back, couldn't help but shake his body, his heart tightened suddenly, and his brain, which felt blank, froze in a coma again, and he couldn't even respond to the word "to".

"Why don't you answer, come out, arraignment. The discipline said sternly.

Meng Ling hurriedly made up "arrived" and left the cell.

The corridor of the interrogation room was very deserted, only a few people standing scattered handling cases, and Meng Ling felt that everything here exuded a sense of "iron", not only the sound of unlocking and closing, the rattle of iron chains on the door, the sound of shackles grinding against each other, the snapping sound of handcuffs thrown on the small iron window, and even the shouts of discipline were also infected with this "iron" feeling.

My already vague consciousness and poor thinking seemed to be unable to soothe in this "iron" feeling, and I only woke up in fear and trembling, and at the same time felt that no matter how much time I gave myself, I still couldn't figure out what to say.

The more this is the case, the more panicked he becomes, he is extremely frightened of the arraignment, he is so frightened that he has no strength to struggle, he is so scared that he doesn't want to face his lawsuit anymore, he only pins his hopes on Li Kehao, hoping that Li Kehao will increase his efforts in his lawsuit and increase his efforts to minimize the strength of the other party's 'attack', even then, he is still unsure, it is best that Li Kehao can solve everything outside, and it is best to leave here without saying anything.

Although Meng Ling felt that such a possibility was very slim, she still couldn't help but fantasize, somehow, when Meng Ling saw a person with a case file in his hand, I don't know if it was because of his uniform or because of the atmosphere in the corridor or something, he suddenly felt a kind of coldness similar to that of a hospital.

Maybe it was because of this person's conversation with the discipline, Meng Ling intuitively felt that it must be this person who interrogated him! Seeing the middle-aged man with the case file in his hand violently throw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and then walked into the interrogation room quickly behind him, but the younger man standing next to him did not follow up, Meng Ling knew it in his heart, but the panic did not go away at all, and the blank brain was still frozen in a coma.

After Meng Suzumu sat down, he saw the 555 brand empty cigarette case that the middle-aged man sitting opposite him casually threw on the table, "We are the ...... of the Liulin District Procuratorate." ”

Meng Ling vaguely heard the word "district" in the confusion, and the worry that had been there finally caught a trace of comfort, just like the man's mother-in-law said, as long as she heard the word "district", it would be no big deal, 10 years to the sky; if she heard the word "city", her head was hanging, and she knew that this middle-aged man was from the procuratorate.

"What did you get in for?" asked the middle-aged man with a stiff face.

Meng Ling flashed his mind and felt that he shouldn't answer because he was murderous, and felt that answering like that seemed to be tantamount to admitting his guilt.

But Meng Ling's blank brain seemed to freeze in a coma in extreme panic, and Meng Ling, who didn't know how to answer, stayed for a long time, and finally squeezed out two words from between his lips with great difficulty: "Just defense." ”

The middle-aged man snorted, Sample, are you still defending yourself, dozens of policemen are standing next to them with guns, and they need you to defend themselves, but he still said with a flat face: "How many times did you interrogate you in the case-handling unit?"

Meng Ling whispered, "It's been several times." ”

"How many times?"

Meng Ling thought about it, and he couldn't remember how many times, so he said, "Three times, right?"

"Do you still have the word?" the middle-aged man hummed and then continued to ask, "Is what you said in the case-handling unit correct with the facts?"

"Not true. Meng Ling tried her best to suppress the shiver in the cold and panic, and forced out two words.

"No, then why did you say that?" Meng Ling had already calmed down and knew how to mess around: "They beat me, I couldn't stand it, so I said that, in fact, I didn't expect the gun in my hand to go off at that time." ”

"You said they beat you, is there any evidence?" asked the middle-aged man after taking notes.

As if a flash of inspiration, thinking of the piece on his shoulder that made him bite when he was intimate with Xiao Bohan, he had already been photographed when he was handling the case, and Meng Ling suddenly thought about how to answer in the dark.

He could completely say that the bite was kicked by the person from the case-handling unit, and Meng Ling, who was secretly thinking, felt that when he faced the pre-interrogator who did not leave him this scar again, he really did not have the courage to stare at and confront him, and he did not know the consequences of the frame.

So in this choice of not knowing where to go, he fell into an incomprehensible long silence, just blindly looking at the middle-aged man as if asking for help.

"Say, you said they beat you, what about the evidence?" the middle-aged man urged anxiously as he gestured with his eyes.

Although Meng Ling had already understood the middle-aged man's eyes, the answer she made was still a long silence and a blank stare. Seeing the prosecutor of the jury walking in, the middle-aged man got up anxiously and walked quickly to Meng Ling, pretending to be angry and shouting: "You said they beat you, what about the evidence, but you showed the evidence?"

As he spoke, he poked his fingers at Meng Ling's shoulder a few times. The door to the interrogation room was slammed open, and the warden appeared in the doorway.