"Bang dang!"

A rectangular window appeared in front, slightly smaller than the rectangular opening used to deliver food, but much higher, and a gruff voice sounded outside: "Get up, put your hands out of here." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" is an international lingua franca, and then, a baton-like stick beats the rectangular small mouth, very impatient.

Luo Zheng couldn't figure out the situation, didn't move, looked at all this coldly, and didn't make a sound, and the people outside quickly shouted impatiently: "Hurry up, otherwise you will be locked up for another week." The baton-like stick slammed against the window.

"Confinement?" Luo Zheng's eyes were stunned, and he faintly realized that he was really in the confinement room, but why did Song Yan have a confinement room? The window is too small, and he can't see the outside situation clearly, Luo Zheng stared at the light of the window, he hadn't seen the light for too long, he felt very kind, and he knew that he was still alive, and this feeling was very steady.

"Hurry up." The people outside urged impatiently, batons-like sticks banging hard against the window.

Luo Zheng continued not to move, let the other party urge, there is food and drink here, just enough to heal the wounds, as for the loneliness of the dark, Luo Zheng can still bear it, in the face of life, everything becomes unimportant, at this time, Luo Zheng's eyes have adapted to the light outside, and he faintly saw someone poking in through the window.

"Huh?" Luo Zheng was surprised to find that the other party was wearing a police uniform, a police cap, and the national emblem of Sam Country, and couldn't help but be surprised, could it be that he was in a prison in Sam Country? Soon relieved, Song Yan's cruise ships are all registered in Sam's country, and he must have some strength in Sam's country, and it is not difficult to arrange for himself to go to prison.

Thinking of this, Luo Zheng moved a little, if he was really in prison, he would have a way to spread the news, or get out through other means, but, Song Yan is not stupid, why did he get himself in prison? Luo Zheng couldn't understand the key to it, so naturally he wouldn't move easily.

At this time, Luo Zheng heard the sound of the key opening the door, and couldn't help but move, quickly lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, holding his breath, letting his brain lack oxygen, his face turned red, and his body temperature rose, as if he had a fever.

Not long after, someone came in to check and shouted outside: "This bastard has fainted, immediately arrange to send him to the medical room, and he must not be allowed to die like this." ”

"Understood." Someone outside answered, calling through the intercom.

Luo Zheng wanted to open his eyes and look around, but considering that the injury had not healed, he couldn't escape, so he endured it and waited patiently, and the person who came in skillfully handcuffed Luo Zheng's hands.

Along the way, Luo Zheng wanted to open his eyes and observe, but he was afraid of exposure, so he pricked up his ears and listened, there was not much sound around, he seemed to be in the aisle, there were five people around, Luo Zheng continued to hold his breath, the brain was generally hypoxic for a long time, even if it would not directly cause life danger, it would cause damage to physical health, oxygen is like food and water, it is the key substance of the body's metabolic activities, Luo Zheng is ruthless to himself, but he will not kill himself, he feels dizzy and his brain is swollen, his consciousness is scattered, and he breathes immediately.

In the haze, Luo Zheng felt that he had stopped, someone around him was talking, there was a needle pierced into his body, he didn't know what it was, he didn't resist, since the policeman said that he couldn't let himself die, he wouldn't kill him, there was no need to overreact, figure out the situation and then talk.

Not long after, there was a lot less sound around, Luo Zheng lay quietly, feeling that the liquid injected into the body made the body cells much more active, thinking that it should be a useful liquid for the body, which is a good thing, and he would not move, and continued to pretend to be dead, while transporting the family breathing method to treat.

After an hour or so, the needle on his body was pulled out, Luo Zheng felt that someone looked at his eyelids, listened to his heartbeat for a while, and said: "Sir, judging from the indicators detected, this person's physical function is fine, and there will be no danger to his life, please rest assured, but this person's physique is weak and lacks nutrition, and he continues to need to be well regulated." "It's a female voice, and I'm about forty years old.

When Luo Zheng heard this, he immediately relieved his heart, continued to pretend to be dizzy, and pricked up his ears, at this time, a middle-aged man's voice said: "Thank you, since that's the case, let him go back to the prison cell." ”

"Yes, sir." The female voice did not object.

At this time, someone ran over, pushing the cart forward, along the way, Luo Zheng slowly opened his eyes, slightly closed, not paying attention to see it is difficult to notice, soon, Luo Zheng felt that he was being pushed forward in the aisle, the aisle is not big, there are iron walls on both sides, and the iron door is constantly opened, and the aisle is filled with various monitors.

"Huh?" Luo Zheng couldn't figure out what kind of place this was, it looked very solid, even the walls were made of iron, and every road intersection was equipped with iron doors, which needed someone to call the command center to open, it was an electronic lock, heavily guarded, and after a few passages, Luo Zheng felt that he had entered a closed elevator, and the elevator went down, and the speed was not fast.

With a bang, the elevator stopped, opened the door, pushed the cart out of the elevator, and continued to move forward, Luo Zheng saw a small room on one side, the walls were all cast of steel, and the door was also an arm-thick steel pillar horizontally, densely packed, it was impossible to escape, and the people in the room were imprisoned, one by one, they looked fierce and vicious, standing at the door, their eyes exuding a fierce light, like a beast.

"Sure enough, it's a prison." Luo Zheng glanced at it and simply closed his eyes, since he was locked up here, he would have time to see the situation clearly in the future, and ponder, what did Song Yan lock up here for? Aren't you afraid of escaping yourself?

However, thinking of the surrounding steel cast walls and intelligent management, Luo Zheng somewhat understood, the defense here is so strong, it is definitely not an ordinary prison, and the possibility of escaping from this kind of prison is very low, so Song Yan is very relieved to leave himself here, who would have thought that he would be imprisoned in prison?

Thinking of this, Luo Zheng faintly guessed Song Yan's thoughts, and threw himself in prison, as long as he didn't die, Lan Xue and the others would have no way to let go of their hands and feet to retaliate, as long as Song Yan spread some news back from time to time, Lan Xue and the others could only endure it, and this place was heavily guarded, the news would definitely not be able to spread, Lan Xue and the others had no way to come to the rescue secretly, it seemed that everything had to rely on themselves.

"It's so calculated." Luo Zheng secretly sighed Song Yanlai, worthy of being an old fox, he thought of a way to solve his hot potato so quickly, locked up in prison, unable to escape, I don't know outside, Song Yan can still deal with Lan Xue's revenge with this, it is really a good means.

But, can a mere prison really be trapped? Luo Zheng sneered inwardly.

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