The feeling that the delicious food is in front of it, but it can't be eaten, makes Longjiang very uncomfortable.

Just like what the dead friend impotence once said, the chick in her hand was finally coaxed and ready to make a date, but after opening the room and taking a bath, you suddenly found that her aunt was here!

Longjiang is currently in this mood.

Boredom with his chin propped up, ignoring the requirements of police appearance and discipline, he lazily piled up on the interrogation chair, without the majesty of a policeman, and he was not a policeman in the first place.

What should I do? I can't sue this guy, hey, Young Master Ben has taken a fancy to you, quickly stretch out his neck and let me kill him with a knife?

He agrees, and the police can't agree either.

After all, it is also a regular national prison, and you can't see that the crime is extremely evil, so let you kill him.

Only then did Long Jiang realize that he seemed to have entered a big misunderstanding.

The prison is a place where criminals are pushed and wicked people gather, but at the same time, it is also a place where the will power of the state is exercised most resolutely and decisively.

If you want to get out of the surveillance of the state organs, unless a powerful person intervenes, such as General Liu, or you yourself represent the state organs, or part of it.

Recently, he just owed General Liu a favor, not only did he not pay it back, but he also ran away angrily with Miss Xia, and Long Jiang really had no way to be cheeky and beg for someone again.

The interrogation voice of the discipline machine echoed in the interrogation room, and Wang Di added a few words from time to time, only Long Jiang didn't say a word, leaning on the chair and continuing to think about his thoughts.

Cheng Guang is full of evil at first glance, and he must have hidden a lot of secrets on his body, maybe he can use a trick to try to dig out his remaining crimes, and then sentence him to death? Be the executioner again, kill him?

It doesn't seem to work, Long Jiang immediately denied this idea, time.

Although Longjiang doesn't know much about it, he can use the current speed of the Chinese judicial system, re-trial, court conviction, verdict, first instance and second trial, before the process is completed, 10 days have passed early, and the task punishment has also been given.

As soon as he thought of the misery of running out of good and evil energy and falling into a boundless coma, Long Jiang shuddered.

And the last time I finished the task of "repairing", the system prompted that it seemed that this energy had some mysterious relationship with the body, as for what the connection, the system did not give an answer.

But Longjiang has a vague feeling, this kind of connection, it seems, is very big, very big.

I'll go, this task is really cheating, just killing monsters doesn't give experience, seeing that the total energy points in his hand are getting less and less, Long Jiang doesn't want to wait.

Why don't you let Mimi dress up, dress up as a prisoner, and sneak into the cell and kill him?

Long Jiang was instantly moved, and glanced at this guy named Chengguang a few times, and he was shocked when he saw it.

This doesn't seem to be appropriate, there is surveillance in the prison cell, and there are so many pairs of eyes next to it, it is very difficult to kill him without anyone knowing, and there is a lot of trouble afterwards.

It doesn't seem to work either.

Time passed little by little in Longjiang's boundless thinking.

When Long Jiang came back to his senses, the prisoner in front of him, Cheng Guang, was already crying with a sad face, with an expression of almost crying.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

The prisoner Chengguang grinned bitterly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I've been asked about this almost 20 times, you can tell me anything clearly, isn't it just to send some money, why torture me so much?" ”

The discipline looked embarrassed, obviously he didn't do less of this kind of thing, and forced himself to teach:

"2390, you give me to be honest, expose it well, report and make meritorious contributions, and strive for a commutation of sentence. Do you hear that? I'm also doing this for your own good, think about it again, what is there not to explain? ”

The prisoner bared his teeth and cried bitterly.

Wang Di went out to answer a phone call and just came back, seeing this, he looked at his watch, and said:

"Lieutenant Long, why don't you get here today? The second prison team has prepared dinner, why don't we take a bite here? ”

Both the correctional and prisoner Chengguang breathed a long sigh of relief.

What is this called, I have been squawing for almost two hours, and it is that little thing over and over again, but the leader does not dare not do it, and he deliberately explains that it is a work task, and he is drowsy when he asks and listens, and Nima is finally relieved.

The food in the second prison is good, and the team specially arranged for the chef to burn a lot of special features, and set up a large table, chicken, duck and fish, which is full of fragrance and very attractive.

In the past, tasting food was Longjiang's favorite, but this time there was something in his heart, and he couldn't see it.

Before eating, taking the opportunity to go to the toilet, Long Jiang turned to the cafeteria.

Prisoners and police officers eat separately, prison team leaders and ordinary cadres and police officers are separated, and basically the entire canteen is divided into three spaces, with the prisoners being the largest, the cadres and police officers second, and the leaders being the smallest, and the quality of food is also improved in turn.

Looking at the red-faced leaders in the prison, Long Jiang's heart moved:

"Brother Wang, leaders, I want to go outside to experience life in the prisoner's stove, I don't know if it's okay?"

Seeing the young guests making a request, several prison leaders were stunned and looked at each other, the provincial prison and the municipal bureau have no affiliation, but Gao Dianhu spoke, his old classmate is in the provincial judicial bureau, and he is also the deputy director, a phone call, who dares not pay attention?

The warden reacted the fastest:

"Oh, in the end, the leaders of the army are thoughtful, young and promising, young and promising, let's go, let's all go and experience it."

With a wave of his fat hand, he arranged for the police officers to lead the way, guiding Long Jiang through several layers of portals and entering the large canteen where the prisoners ate.

Prisoners wearing gray prison uniforms with blue shoulders and bars on their shoulders were lining up to receive food with dinner plates, and when they saw many prison leaders coming in, they became more respectful and silent, silently lined up neatly under the supervision of the guards, and ate in an orderly manner.

In Hong Kong and Taiwan movies, the phenomenon of prison people eating and eating chaotically is simply impossible here.

Long Jiang's eyes flickered, and with the glow on his head, he quickly locked on to the guy named Chengguang, who had already finished receiving the food, sat down in a fixed position, and was about to start eating.

"Is Longjiang eating here?"

Wang Di asked in a low voice, and seeing that Long Jiang nodded, he hurriedly ran to the back and explained to the prison leaders.

Long Jiang casually took a white plastic dinner plate, received a pair of plastic chopsticks, and did not line up, until he went straight to the front of the rice beater.

The cooker was also a prisoner, with an old face, at least fifty or sixty years old, probably because he was better offended, or the crime was very light, and he arranged such a good job as cooking.

The old man was very discerning, and when he saw that the prison leaders were all surrounding this young man, he didn't dare to slack off at all, left the prisoner holding the dinner plate, enthusiastically scooped two spoonfuls of vegetables for Longjiang, and diligently added two slices of oily fat meat, filled the rice, and then handed it to Longjiang in return.

Seeing that Long Jiang really wanted to eat here, the prison leaders were all bitter, but they had no choice but to stretch out their well-maintained fat hands, pinch their noses, take the meal, and follow behind Long Jiang.

Seeing that the plastic dining table next to Chengguang was empty, Long Jiang took Wang Di and walked slowly with a dinner plate, intentionally or unintentionally, and sat down at that table.

A chubby guard came over and hurriedly drove away a few prisoners who were dining, and made another table for the leaders.

The dining table is red, hardened plastic, and the dining chairs are also simple plastic chairs, and there is not a single wire to be found in the whole restaurant except for the screws, which is probably also a safety measure.

Long Jiang chatted with the prison warden opposite while eating:

"Warden Jane, you have a good meal here, two dishes and one soup, and there is meat for a meal."

On the other side, Warden Jian was frowning, carefully holding a half-baked piece of celery with plastic chopsticks and reluctantly sending it to his mouth, and said insincerely:

"It's okay, it's okay, our team has always regarded logistics work as an important part of the transformation and transformation of prisoners, and in accordance with the requirements of the Provincial Department of Justice for strong guarantees, thorough reform, and multi-party care, we have conscientiously carried out six work ...... throughout the year."

With the topic, Warden Jian simply didn't eat, put down his chopsticks, and began to talk about it, anyway, these fake empty words are usually used to talking, and they don't need to think about it at all.

Wang Di and other team members also took the opportunity to listen with a smile, and interjected two sentences from time to time, and the topic was in full swing, and everyone stopped eating together intentionally or unintentionally.

Nima's food for this prisoner is not as good as pig food, and it is too unpalatable.

Long Jiang listened with a smile and nodded from time to time, worrying about how to do the task.

Chengguang's damn bald scoop is on the side of Long Jiang's eyes, you can see it with a squint, you can reach it as soon as you stretch out your hand, and even the movement of his chin and ears when he chews food is clearly visible, but he can't do anything to him, this feeling of suffocation makes Long Jiang very crazy.

"The second point is that our second prison has paid attention to the ideological defense line, and it will not be overnight ......"

What should I do, Long Jiang pretended to smile and looked at the corners of the prison warden's foaming mouth, and his heart was full of sorrow, not to mention the awkward mood.

"Fourth, our second prison insists on hitting as soon as it shows up, and it is decisive to strike...... "The prison warden is still gushing, as if he is a talking machine, it is really hard to understand how he has so many rules and regulations in his head.

Cheng Guang finally stopped chewing, finished the meal on the plate, stood up at the signal of the guard, and lined up to prepare to return to the warehouse like other prisoners who had finished eating.

Hit when you show your head, and shoot decisively? Long Jiang chewed on this sentence, and his eyes lit up.

Now when there are the most people, but also the most chaotic time, Cheng Guang is at the dining table, a foot away from the prison warden, and there are prisoners who have finished eating.

The eyes of everyone in the cafeteria were all looking at the prison warden who was talking endlessly about how to do a good job in logistics support, and no one paid attention to Longjiang.

Long Jiang slowly turned his left hand holding the dinner plate, his thumb slowly raised, and slowly aimed at Chengguang, who was a meter away, there was a sarcoma the size of a wolfberry in his left ear, and he really didn't pay attention to it if he didn't look carefully.

"Sixth, we insist on the disclosure of costs and accounts......"

Cheng Guang didn't move, lined up in order, and one after another, the prisoners joined the team after eating, and a fat discipline came over, looking like this, ready to scold and set off.

Long Jiang's breath was slightly heavy, his heart was ruthless, the Taiji Diagram rotated at high speed, and a wave of evil energy rushed into the Thumb Shaoshang Acupoint.

"Whew!!"

The sarcoma of the prisoner's left ear shattered instantly, and a stream of fishy blood rushed out and sprayed straight onto the head of the warden who was dancing with his hands.

The snow-white shirt, the well-maintained fat white neck, and the big black and shiny back were sprayed with red blood foam all over the face, and the prison warden instantly hung colors!

There was a lot of chaos in the cafeteria.