Chapter 22: The Beginning of the Miracle
The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone on the darkness of Mingde City No. 1 Prison, and last night's rain was very heavy, and there were still drops of round water on the roof. The world after the rain is clean and without a trace of dust; It was peaceful, without the usual noise. The scent of the earth after the baptism of wind and rain last night greeted me.
After the rain, it was as if the First Prison had been reborn, and everything began to recover. On the leaves, there is no trace of dust, only the bits and pieces of rain left on them. The veins on the leaves are all visible, and the leaves are verdant, as if they can be squeezed out of a little green.
Breathing in the fresh air, the guards of Prison No. 1 began their first patrol of the day. Uniformed soldiers with electric batons in their hands are constantly moving around the level, starting from the first floor.
The sunlight shone through the window into the No. 3 cell of the C, which had been weathered yesterday, and the sunlight shone on Yang Fan's closed eyes. He slept so peacefully, and there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.
Yes, it can be said that it is extremely happy to be able to sleep peacefully in this abyss-like No. 1 prison.
Yang Fan's eyelashes moved, although it was only a small one, but it proved that he was still alive, and he did not fall into a coma or die because of the brutal fight yesterday.
"Okay, get up, get up"
Just as Yang Fan was about to open his eyes, a noisy sound sounded, and he continued to close his eyes, the sound of iron and iron crashing was so harsh, people's first feeling was to cover their ears, and one thought was to scold angrily. But the first thing people feel when they hear this sound is to get up immediately.
Yang Fan continued to lie on the ground pretending to be unconscious, because he knew that if he was awake at this time, then he would have to be severely punished. Because the five people around him all suffered serious internal injuries, the two who were taken care of by him yesterday were probably not far from death, so I don't know if this god of death has opened his arms to them.
As the knocking sound became louder, Yang Fan's heart became a little nervous, but he quickly calmed down his mood, and even lowered his heartbeat and entered a state of coma.
"Get up, get up," the prison guard habitually banged on the iron gate with an electric baton.
After a few taps, he didn't hear the slightest sound, so he couldn't help but look back into the cell, and what he saw was that all six people were lying on the ground, and even two more were lying next to him. There was no trace of panic on the prison guard's face, maybe this kind of thing was commonplace!
Without hesitation, the prison guard in military uniform picked up his whistle and blew it, and for a moment the rapid chirping sound resounded through the C-shaped prison building.
Soon, several soldiers ran out of a building in front of it, some still holding stretchers in their hands, and at the same time, at the place where Yang Fan and others were examined, a doctor slowly walked in this direction, and in his hands he could vaguely see that it was a piece of freshly roasted beef, medium rare, and he could also see that there was some blood on it that had not yet coagulated.
Hearing the rapid sound of the whistle, the prisoners in this prison knew that there was another bloody battle in another prison, and they were afraid that another person was going to die. They are glad that it is not themselves who died, but they are also more interested in who it is. In this dark prison, these are the only ones that can be their highlights, and the rest are boring.
The prison guards who rushed to hear the news carried all six of them out, and the doctor who rushed to the scene seemed to be playing a trick, just came here to take a look, looking at the blood in the room, and chewing the beef in his mouth, and from time to time the juice burst out. I have to admire his level of frying beef, it is definitely a must.
The six were carried to the hospital in prison, where Yang Fan and others stripped naked for a physical examination. Except for Yang Fan, the other five people were seriously injured, and the prison doctor only helped them bandage them briefly and then sent them to a nearby big hospital, whether they died or lived was left to fate.
"Looks like we're going to have to die two more." The prison doctor looked at the people who were far away and said flatly, he had long been used to all this in this prison, and it was no big deal for him to die a person, almost once or twice a month.
"How could this kid be so powerful and kill so many people at once?" The man pushed his frame and walked towards Yang Fan step by step.
"Why does it smell so bad?" When the prison doctor walked to the bedside, he smelled a fishy smell, which was unusually bad like the smell of a dead fish.
The man picked up the mask hanging on the side and put it on, and then groped around Yang Fan's body a few times, then stopped, and looked at Yang Fan with his eyes closed playfully.
"What? You're still pretending to be dead, do you want me to dissect you with a knife, and you continue to pretend? ”
As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew that there was a wood, but he didn't expect that this prison doctor would know whether Yang Fan was pretending to be dead or unconscious just by groping around with a few gropes on Yang Fan's body, and he really had superb medical skills. But why would he be a prison doctor in this pee-free prison?
When Yang Fan heard the prison doctor say this, he knew that the other party must have found out, but fortunately, he stopped pretending, and got up directly from the hospital bed, looking directly at the other party, without the slightest panic and fear.
"Why don't you think I'm lying to you?"
"Judging by the degree of my arteries, heartbeat, and breathing, whether I am comatose or awake, I am afraid that there are not many doctors like you outside, how can you stay in this hellish place?"
"Aren't you afraid that I will denounce you? I didn't expect your thin body to be able to beat five big and three thick people like that, I really want to study it. ”
"If you're going to denounce me, I'm afraid I've already done it just now, and you don't need to wait until this time." Yang Fan said with a smile, and reached into his bag to take out a cigarette. But when I took it out, I saw that the cigarettes had broken and were gone, and there was only one tin lighter left.
"Murong Jue!" The prison doctor took out a pack of cigarettes without any brand from the drawer next to him and handed it to Yang Fan, and reported his name.
"Yang Fan!" Yang Fan stretched out his hand to take the pack of cigarettes, took it apart and took out one and smoked it, and the pack of cigarettes in his hand did not mean to return it to the other party.
"How did you beat those guys all over their bodies? Also Why is your skin getting whiter? ”
Murong Jue was still very curious about why the thin Yang Fan was able to beat the five people like that, you must know that one of them had his foot bones trampled to pieces, which was not something that ordinary people could do, and even the people in his father's special brigade might not be able to do it to this extent.
"How did I do it?" Yang Fan asked himself, even he didn't know what happened at that time, Yang Fan thought desperately, and suddenly he seemed to have touched something that couldn't be touched.
"Ahh
"What's wrong?" Murong Jue asked.
"Did he really have a headache or did he pretend to be deliberately unwilling to answer me?" But when Yang Fan looked at Murong Jue, a thought appeared in his mind for some reason, and even he didn't know why.
"The hurting man is there, escort him out for me." An angry roar came from outside the door, followed by several soldiers with submachine guns rushing in.
The person who came was the deputy warden that Yang Fan and the others saw when they came to the prison at the beginning, and when he saw Yang Fan, his eyes were full of fierceness, and then he motioned to the soldiers around him to set Yang Fan up.
"It fell into my hands and waited for you to look good, I was supposed to let those fools clean you up, but I didn't expect you to make them like this, and now I can only let you enjoy the black room." An inexplicable thought appeared in Yang Fan's mind, and for a while he didn't know what was going on.
The severe headache made him completely unconscious, and this time he really fainted, fainted from the pain. All the way, they were carried by two soldiers to Qiafan, but when everyone came to a small but concrete-poured house, a soldier opened the door of the house and threw Yang Fan directly into it.
When he saw the door of the room being closed, a cruel smile appeared on the face of the deputy warden Hua. He seemed to think of the benefits that the Li family gave him, money, and beauties all belonged to him. In the days when the prison director was away, this Mingde City No. 1 Prison was his world.
"Who's that and how did they get thrown into the dark room?"
"Didn't you see it, there was an accident in the C building in the morning, and everyone in one room was carried away."
"Do you know who it is?" A voice that had eaten and had nothing to do joined in.
All of a sudden, the dark room was rumored again, and everyone couldn't help but feel a trace of fear, for fear that this would be their next one