On the watchtower, which is more than eight meters high, armed police with loaded guns are keeping vigil, and the searchlights are constantly rotating according to fixed estimates, and the whole body is full of solemn and gloomy atmosphere.

After entering the two thick iron gates, there is the prison area, and the neat iron lattice rooms are neatly arranged.

In this seemingly neatly bound environment, I don't know how many evils lurk in my heart that are unknown or public, and there are even those hideous villains that can only be locked up by a steel cage.

In a remote prison cell, Dacheng lay on the cold big bed with his head empty, and he could even feel his heartbeat very lightly.

Thump! Thump!

The sound is rhythmic, but it gives people a feeling of loneliness and fear. He felt the qiē here, some turned over, some yawned, and some moved their bodies.

"Can't sleep?" A slight but deep and powerful voice came from the side, and the voice seemed to have been tempered from the fire, and it could be imprinted in the heart at once.

Dacheng turned around all of a sudden, looking at the eyes that were exceptionally bright and sharp in the dark night.

"Brother Jie......" Dacheng's heart trembled slightly, looking at this young man Zhou Xiaojie who had taken care of himself since he was imprisoned.

"Can't sleep?" There was reason and sharpness in those eyes, and he asked repeatedly.

"Today, the old chicken family sent him chicken legs, dripping with oily yellow chicken legs!" Dacheng dodged his gaze and said softly.

"Well, and then what?" Zhou Xiaojie asked.

"Pickieworm's parents brought him some pickles a few days ago, and he shared them with me." Dacheng continued in a somewhat lonely voice.

"Go on!" Zhou Xiaojie listened quietly.

"The old dog's son is filial and has brought him a lot of things." Dacheng said softly.

"The old dog and his son are good, and he has been waiting for him to go out, he should be soon." Zhou Xiaojie responded softly.

"Brother Jie, your sister also comes to see you every once in a while." Dacheng's eyes were full of sadness and despair.

"And then," Zhou Xiaojie smiled indifferently, his words extremely sharp, "and then you, the poor worm, are going to join forces with those felons to prepare to escape from prison?" ”

Zhou Xiaojie's voice was very soft, but it was like a poisonous snake that suddenly rushed into his body and bit his heart hard.

"You ......" Dacheng couldn't speak, he curled up slightly, fear and doubt invaded his body like ants, making his hands and feet cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Such a secret thing was actually known to him, what should he do?

"Ropes, wires, sharpened toothbrushes, hidden in the upper splint of the bathroom, you went to hide yesterday afternoon." Zhou Xiaojie said in indifferent language.

"And the key to the door that was lost some time ago, if I'm not mistaken, at least one of the seven disciplines was bought by you."

"Yes, that's right." Dacheng's trembling body gradually calmed down, he mustered up the courage to look at the sharp eyes that were about to pierce people's hearts, and said calmly: "Brother Jie, you guessed right. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, those tools only have your fingerprints on them, have you ever thought that if the jailbreak fails, then you are the scapegoat launched by those people." Zhou Xiaojie looked at this calm Dacheng and said softly, this man in his thirties has been repenting since the first day in prison, praying for the safety of his parents, and praying that he can be released from prison as soon as possible to serve the second elder, but now he has embarked on an extreme path.

"I know." Daesung's body twitched, and then replied, he was not stupid, they had already guessed their thoughts when they told him to do this.

"Why?" Zhou Xiaojie asked softly, "Obviously, you only need to stay up for another two years before you can get out of prison, and they are basically indefinite and dead, why are you willing to use them as tools?"

"Of course you, who have a sister to see every once in a while, won't understand!" Dacheng's voice trembled, his eyes were desperate, he leaned closer to Zhou Xiaojie with his forehead, the flesh on his face twitched, and cold tears flowed from the corners of his weathered eyes, "They all gave up on me, they gave up on me......"

"Hehe, that's silly cute." Zhou Xiaojie looked at the man, who was seven or eight years older than himself, and then chuckled.

"You know what!" Dacheng grabbed Zhou Xiaojie's collar, he was desperate at this time, and he didn't care about the consequences of this attitude towards Zhou Xiaojie, "Do you know why I went to prison?" ”

A murderer who had just entered the prison wanted to challenge the position of Zhou Xiaojie's cell head, but was dragged to a corner and tortured.

No one can imagine what kind of support and loyalty Zhou Xiaojie, who has been in prison for seven years, will get here.

In the first year, he was humiliated just to survive in a region full of wicked people.

The following year, he had the capital to stay in the prison with three roommates.

By the third year, he had learned to be cunning and vicious, and no one dared to mess with him in his cell.

In the fourth year, he began to dissect the human heart, good thoughts, evil thoughts, paranoia, and fear, all kinds of emotions were caught by him, and then he toyed with them between applause.

In the fifth year, he won the support of the vast majority of prisoners in the entire 1st District prison and became the old man of the 1st District.

In the sixth and seventh years, he began to cultivate his self-cultivation, because in another year, you will go out to see his sister, and he doesn't want to go to see the sister who has been waiting for him for many years with a frightening anger.

The process seems simple, but no one can understand the bloodshed and suffering: seventy-three prisoners have died of sudden illness in the past five years.

"I was arrested and jailed for slashing two bastards who bullied my dad." Dacheng's expression was a little crazy, and he even woke up the other two roommates.

The roommate was startled when he saw Dacheng grabbing Zhou Xiaojie's collar, and then prepared to teach this boy a lesson.

Zhou Xiaojie waved his hand to sit them down, and then still looked at him calmly.

"They didn't come to see me." Dacheng covered his face and cried, his hand slowly slipping down, "They gave up on me......"

"I didn't reply to the letters I wrote to them, and they didn't come to see me for a whole year......"

"I hate them, they have forsaken me, so why should I cherish my useful body?"

He cried very sadly, like a lost child.

"And then you're willing to be someone else's tool?" Zhou Xiaojie chuckled and said, "Is it really okay for you to be so stupid?" ”

"Don't say cool words, if you want to sue, just sue, I'm not afraid of death!" Dacheng wiped away his tears and stared at him fiercely.

This attitude made those roommates unhappy again, and they had to roll up their sleeves to teach him a lesson.

"Don't fool in with you," Zhou Xiaojie stopped those loyal subordinates with some amusement, and then said to him: "I won't sue, think about it yourself, and tell me when you figure it out." ”

Dacheng turned around and lay down, no more talking.

"Brother Jie, don't kill him, dare to be disrespectful to you!" A strong man with a scar on his face said in a muffled voice, Brother Jie is the person he admires the most in his life, he does not allow anyone to have the slightest disrespect for him, if Brother Jie hadn't stopped him just now, he would definitely break his leg.

"Yes, yes." A short, squirky-eyed man was also beside him.

"You guys don't make a fuss, sleep, what's there to do with a poor worm." Zhou Xiaojie smiled and said.

"I've slept and slept, I'm going to work tomorrow, and I have five yuan of income, so I can buy a sausage." Seeing that Zhou Xiaojie didn't care, the strong man also turned over and fell asleep.

The prison cell was quiet again.

Only Daesung, who had his eyes closed, was crying silently.

Daddy, I miss you so much!