Little dark house.

The area is six or seven square, and the surrounding walls are painted with simple white tempered paint.

An iron table, an iron chair, somewhat rusty.

Lin Fan looked left and right, and patted the table gently.

"Is there anyone, come on."

The handcuffs that were handcuffed to the hands had become iron locks, which were fixed on the table, and if the body was a little itchy, it would be a problem to scratch it.

After calling for a long time, he didn't see anyone coming, Lin Fan was also a little puzzled, he had beaten the guards, and he didn't come to teach himself a lesson?

It's just that people are so friendly now.

In fact, Lin Fan thought too much about all this.

Meeting room in Stanley Prison.

"The prison warden, such a prisoner, must be sentenced." The head of the prison district below said angrily, how could his guard be beaten like this by a prisoner.

Such a prisoner must be sentenced to an increased sentence, and if he is released after three years, it will definitely endanger the public.

"Xiao Song, you have to be calm, this matter is not as simple as you think." Li Yu pressed his hand, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Li Yu, the party secretary and prison director of Stanley Prison, is under great pressure, and the provincial prison bureau has set a conversion rate of 15 percent for recalcitrant prisoners every year, which is the lowest conversion rate, and some prisons directly catch up with more than 50 percent.

However, Stanley Prison, as the most vicious prison in the country, has a conversion rate that is getting lower and lower year by year, and this year it has not even reached 10 percent, which is also severely criticized by the above.

It's just that this conversion rate is not up to standard, what can be done, and I don't look at what kind of prisoners are being held here, life sentence, death penalty, just these two, nothing else.

"Warden, how can I calm down, how can such a prisoner not be punished." The head of Song Prison still can't calm down, which is why the head of Song Prison hates the prisoners here, the main reason is that a long time ago, because of the patrol, slack, and was pressed by a group of prisoners, if it wasn't for the other guards who arrived in time, I was afraid that something big would happen.

"Xiao Song, needless to say, this matter is so decided, and people will be locked up later." Li Yu said in an indisolable tone.

Li Yu couldn't figure out the origin of this prisoner, it turned out that Zhu Xiuzhen sent it over, and told him that he could only be detained for three years, and that he could not do more or less for a year.

There must be some hidden secrets in it.

"Warden, this ......." The head of Song Jian wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Li Yu.

"Okay, the meeting is dismissed, and they each return to their respective posts, and remember, in a few days, the Provincial Prison Armed Police Department will send representatives here, and the leader is Senior Colonel Gong Minghui, you go back and let the soldiers in your hands practice well, this time you can't be embarrassed."

"Yes."

Then everyone left one after another, and the head of Song Jian was still very angry and very dissatisfied with the treatment.

I don't know what is going on with the iron-faced and selfless prison warden in the past? This is clearly an attempt to protect the prisoners.

When Li Yu passed by the head of Song Prison, he patted him on the shoulder and said softly.

"Xiao Song, this matter is not as simple as you think, remember, be calm, don't be carried away by anger."

Song Liming nodded, and said calmly, "Prison warden, go slowly." ”

Li Yu nodded, and then left the place.

When Song Liming stood outside the door of the small black room, he took a deep breath to relax his body and mind, and not to be carried away by anger.

Prison Director Li said it so clearly, if he still doesn't understand, he is stupid.

The prison in Stanley is full of life or death sentences, but there are no three-year prisoners, and this person may have been sent in for some reason, but there must be a history.

Although this person filled out a form when he entered the prison to serve his sentence, the form was really suspicious and could not be trusted.

"Open the door." Song Liming adjusted his mentality and ordered the guards around him.

But when the iron door was opened, Song Liming was also shocked when he saw the situation inside.

The two guards beside him were also vigilant.

"Oh, you're finally here, I'm waiting so hard to die." Lin Fan was bored doing push-ups, he had already done nine hundred and ninety-nine, and when he saw someone coming, he naturally smiled.

"How did you uncuff the iron?" Song Liming asked in surprise, and then looked at the iron table, the iron cuffs on the table were intact, not like they were destroyed by foreign objects, but the question came, how did this person untie it.

"How to untie it? I didn't untie it, so I shrank my hand, and then it came out? Okay, no more nonsense, send me back, I'm bored here, let's go back to the cell, it's fun. Lin Fan said urgingly.

It's still very simple to complete the task and get the "National Art Mastery" to shrink the bones, and then it will come out with a slight shrinkage.

"Hand down?" Song Liming muttered to himself in disbelief, and then saw the other party walking towards him, and immediately warned, "Don't move, squat down with your head in your hands." ”

Song Liming actually has some shadows in his heart, and he is also afraid that the prisoner will get close to him, as for the specific situation that happened to Song Liming at that time, it is unknown, but it is definitely not a trivial matter to be able to leave such a deep shadow in Song Liming's heart.

Lin Fan sighed, and squatted down with his head in his hands, he couldn't change his way, but such a humiliating action, how could he endure it as a future god.

"Okay, isn't it just handcuffed? I understand, I came by myself, really, such a big person, how can I still be so timid. While speaking, Lin Fan directly picked up the handcuffs from the table and put them on himself.

"It's going down." Lin Fan shook his hand and said.

At this moment, Song Liming's heart felt like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by, as if he was not facing a normal person at all.

Song Liming, who has been in prison for more than ten years, is also the first time he has encountered such a prisoner.

"Take it away." Song Liming didn't want to say anything.

Then Lin Fan was pressed away by the two guards, but these two guards also heard about the previous incident, and they were also vigilant all the way, for fear that the prisoner in front of them would be fierce and take them under the knife, but they heard that those colleagues before were all beaten out of, it was really terrifying.

He returned to the familiar cell, smelling the familiar, but the other felons who were held in the cell looked at him with such fear.

Especially the door-to-door felon, who masturbated to himself, sat honestly on the edge of the iron bed, motionless, not daring to look at his side, obviously frightened by what had just happened.

Lin Fan smiled, grabbed the iron door and shook it a few times, and the iron door was also shaken and creaked, as if it could be pushed open at any time.

"Hey, when you have the chance, when you go out together, I'll come to practice for you, so that you can be refreshed, how about it." Lin Fan said with a smile.

Suddenly, the felons in the cell cried wolf howl, obviously frightened stupid.

"Master, don't, we don't have to fight, please let us go."

"I'm old, I'm young, and there's me in the middle, if I don't do it, they won't have anything to rely on."

"You've been sentenced to life, and you're still relying on a fart."

……

Listening to the begging for mercy of these felons, Lin Fan also laughed and lay on the iron bed, and then communicated with the system.