Chapter 1113: I'm going to break out of prison!

A black sedan with a license plate that the traffic police basically did not dare to stop drove out of the parking lot and headed towards the suburbs.

The speed of the car was extremely fast, and the demeanor of the old man in the car was also urgent and worried.

Now, he can't take it lightly.

Even - in the old man's mind, there is only one person who can solve the problem in front of him!

And this person, he may not be able to invite it!

"Hurry up." The old man urged uneasily.

When the driver heard this, he stubbornly raised the speed of the car to one hundred and fifty yards.

Even though it is not in the downtown area, the traffic in this area is still huge. In this situation, drag racing, except for the brain that the drag racing has broken the brain. There are only 100,000 urgent things left.

The old man has been in charge of national security for more than ten years, so naturally it can only be the latter.

He lit a cigarette with a shudder, his slightly thinned eyebrows locked together. Can't stretch it out.

The destination of this trip is something that many people have only heard of by name. And for the elderly, this kind of place can not come for a lifetime, and it is better not to come for a lifetime. To put it scarily, don't say it's Fang Zhongtang, a ministerial-level boss. Even the vice-national level, which is one level higher than him, avoids talking about this place.

You know, this place is full of state felons! Even if a prisoner who has committed a crime wants to enter, he has to weigh whether he is qualified to do so!

An hour's drive.

When Fang Zhongtang got out of the car, he couldn't help but straighten his back. With awe-inspiring eyes, he walked through the iron fence and walked towards the inner level.

From a certain point of view, this place is actually a courtyard.

But if the people in this courtyard were still in their original positions, Fang Zhongtang would not dare to offend any of them.

Even if it comes in, of course. Fang Zhongtang also had no urge to offend.

People often say that if you don't go to Yanjing, you don't know the officials, and if you don't come to this courtyard, you will never think that so many big officials in Huaxia have fallen from power.

Fang Zhongtang is a courtyard that one person enters.

When he entered the courtyard, he soon had the person in charge of the courtyard whom he had contacted before. Then I went into an office. Talk to it.

A cup of tea was placed on the table, and the aroma was wafting. But Fang Zhongtang had no interest in drinking tea at all. He just sat in his chair, fixed his eyes on the face of one of the principals, and asked softly, "When can I see him?" ”

"It's a bit of a coincidence that you're here." The person in charge, who was about fifty years old, smiled bitterly. "He's still on his lunch break."

Fang Zhongtang looked at his watch and sighed lightly: "Then we can only wait." ”

The person in charge took a sip of the teacup and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to him." Fang Zhongtang lit a cigarette and said. "He really hasn't been out all these years?"

"Nope." The person in charge shook his head. "It's not just that I haven't been out. In the whole of Huaxia, only single-digit people know that he is here. ”

Fang Zhongtang understood.

He's a very secret here. He knew it because he needed someone to talk to him. If it weren't for that, I would never have thought that he would be hiding here!

Every time he thought that he was actually hiding here, Fang Zhongtang felt ridiculous and absurd.

This kind of place, any superior will keep enough distance. And he has been here for more than twenty years. This is really not something that ordinary people can stay.

Half an hour passed. There was a knock on the door of the office where the two men were.

"Please come in." The person in charge said lightly.

Coming in was a yard worker. Wearing a uniform. But his expression was awkward, and after being approved to enter the office, he said to his boss: "Mr. Lin is up." But let me reflect it to you. ”

"What is reflected?" The person in charge's face changed, and he involuntarily sat up straight.

"The Peking duck at noon is too old and lacks a sense of notch. He hopes that the steaks for dinner are not too old. Otherwise he'll lose his temper. The staff passed on the original words of Mr. Lin in his mouth.

"Whew-" The person in charge let out a heavy breath. He waved his hand. "Got it. You go out first. ”

"Yes."

After the staff left, the person in charge shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "You want him to go out." I hope more than you do. Let's go. Now that Mr. Lin has gotten up. Then you won't be afraid of being disturbed. ”

Fang Zhongtang got up and followed the person in charge to the place where Mr. Lin lived.

In any case, everyone else in this courtyard is an iron prison except for the staff. Mr. Lin is no exception.

But the iron prison he lived in was a little too big.

The windows are better than the others**. And there's also - curtains!

"Mr. Lin slept late and woke up late. But too much sun will affect Mr. Lin's sleep in the morning. I proposed that the lighting in the alley was not so good. Mr. Lin refused because he couldn't absorb enough sun and was not good for his skin. So you can only close the curtains. The person in charge smiled bitterly.

Fang Zhongtang knew where Mr. Lin was. But he was also coming in for the first time. So I was shocked by this.

How can you enjoy such treatment here?

It's incredible!

Walking through the quiet walkway, I smelled a thick smell of smoke before I reached the door. Even an old smoking gun like Fang Zhongtang could smell it quickly.

Standing at the door of the iron bar, Fang Zhongtang was shocked again.

The iron prison is huge.

A conservative estimate is also fifteen flats.

There's a single in it - Simmons!

And next to Simmons, it's a costly desktop! There is also a pot of radiation-proof emerald green cacti next to it...

In front of the computer, a man with draped hair was concentrating on the keyboard in his left hand, the mouse in his right hand, and a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, fighting intently. The right foot is put under the slipper, and the left foot is on the pony. Full of silk otaku style.

Fang Zhongtang was about to speak, but was quickly stopped by the person in charge.

"When Mr. Lin is playing the game, no one can interrupt him." The person in charge said alarmistly.

When Fang Zhongtang heard this, he had no choice but to close his mouth in amusement.

After about a quarter of an hour, the man with black hair completely covering his neck finally patted his shoulder and cursed, "Pig-like teammates! ”

Fang Zhongtang's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Lin, what game are you playing?" ”

"Masturbation, masturbation."

The man stretched out his arms and stood up to relax. Turned around nonchalantly.

This is an extremely tall man. A conservative estimate is also 185. The hair is long, and the beard is also long. It's no worse than a bearded director's beard.

But no matter how sloppy his appearance is, it can't hide his handsome face.

Big, bright eyes. Sword eyebrows into sideburns. The nose is straight and delicate. Both the front and the side have a certain altitude. The mouth shape is perfect. A slight pursing of the lips will create a rather graceful curvature.

With a cigarette in his big hand, he glanced at the person in charge and scolded: "You will perfunctory me again for dinner." Don't blame me for turning my face. ”

"Don't dare." The person in charge smiled bitterly.

"Brother Wuen." The man swung a fly away from the person in charge.

Then his gaze fell on Fang Zhongtang.

"Say it. What's the matter. He sat down on the bed and threw a betel nut into his mouth. Chew hard.

"Your son was beaten." Fang Zhongtang said in a very cautious tone.

"How fresh. Isn't he often beaten? The man stilted up Erlang's legs and swallowed the clouds and spit out the mist. Every time he was beaten, you came to me. Still won't let me? ”

"He's going to have a tricky opponent this time." Fang Zhongtang really didn't want to waste any more time, so he said in one breath. "Bai Jiabai Twelve."

When the man heard this, he jumped up from the bed. He raised his throat and shouted, "Eighth child." Open the door, I'm going to jailbreak! ”

……

Fang Zhongtang sat tremblingly next to this fierce man. Smoking hands tremble.

He has always thought that his concentration is excellent. But in the face of this man who behaves with a terrible quirk. No matter what, he couldn't keep his peace.

In the most terrifying prison in the country. He only shouted that I was going to escape from prison - and then the person in charge who had been drinking tea and chatting with him before took the key and opened the door for him. Before leaving, he forced a pack of tribute cigarettes into his pocket.

If it weren't for the fact that the man couldn't take it, he might just move a box.

The suit was given to him by the person in charge. Before leaving, the man also took five minutes to take a shower. Then he dressed himself in the car with a razor and hairspray.

Cut his hair and shaved his beard. The man's earth-shattering handsome face finally emerged.

Fang Zhongtang glanced at the man slightly, and said strangely: "Is he really your own?" ”

"I'm skeptical, too." The man pursed his lips. "I suspect you went to the orphanage to pick up the wrong one. When you see someone, the first thing you do is go to the hospital for a paternity test. ”

A miserable handsome. One is so ordinary that it is featureless.

If it's not a man—"If you think my appearance is made." I would like to greet you all the women of the family. "The man cleverly curbed the vicious thoughts that were spreading in Fang Zhongtang's heart." By the way, how tall is he? ”

"One meter eight."

"Short ratio."

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~~ I drank yesterday and still haven't come back to my senses. Try to write more tomorrow. I'm sorry~