Jiang Ruan raised his eyebrows.

She rubbed her wrist and moved her neck slightly, making a faint clicking sound, and the corners of her mouth were slightly open.

"Hey, do you want to call a doctor?"

She walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, glancing at the figure in the corner, her eyebrows furrowed.

This detention center is indeed a gathering of strange people, either some criminal demons, or some people with major mental problems, which will have a certain impact and harm on this society.

It's also an anti-social type of person.

And the corner one may belong to the latter.

When she came in during the day, this person wanted to give her a dismount, but unfortunately, it was okay for ordinary people, but for her, it was a little too weak.

People, you always have to go through a beating to grow your brain.

The man looked at her faintly, did not speak, did not move, stayed in the corner quietly.

Click-

The door to the small bathroom of the cubicle opens.

A slender figure walked out, dressed in a gray and white suit, although in this kind of place, his body was still very clean and tidy, not even a beard, and there was a faint scent of soaphorn on his body.

The man is slightly thin, but tall.

It's about the same as Fu Chi.

It should be around thirty years old.

Board inch, thin face, smooth lines, deeper facial features, pupil color does not seem to be simply black, high nose bridge, thin lips, because he has not seen the sun for a long time, so his skin has a sickly white.

In this kind of place, such a look is really a little surprising.

What's more, the temperament of a man is pure, and it still does not cover up half a point in this kind of place, but it is becoming more and more prominent, and it cannot be ignored.

This person......

It was the one who sat in the dark reading a book when she first came in.

Even, when she got into a fight with the guy in the corner, he didn't move his position, he didn't raise his head, and he didn't mind that they turned this place upside down.

"Excuse me, have you moved my book?"

The man walked up to his small table, looked at the things on the table, and spoke.

The voice is slightly hoarse, and there is a faint gloom inexplicably.

Jiang Ruan could clearly feel that the man in the corner was shaking again, as if he was very afraid of this man who didn't seem to be lethal.

"Ah, it's you."

The man's fingers repositioned the books on the table, and they were placed extremely neatly, even at every angle so precisely that they seemed to be noticeable by moving a millimeter.

There should be extremely serious ...... Obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Weirdo one.

The man in the corner shrank back.

There were also shackles on his feet, which made a clanging sound.

Jiang Ruan raised his eyebrows and watched.

The man wiped his hands, walked to the corner, and seemed to sigh: "Next time, I'll be angry, okay?" ”

The man in the corner nodded tremblingly.

Extremely afraid of the man who looked like a noble son.

"Know, know ......"

Jiang Ruan was even more surprised, the person who was so cruel to her before was like a mourning dog with a tail between his legs in front of this man.

It's no longer majestic.

This made her look at the man in the suit again, and in his eyes, it looked more like he was here for a vacation than to go to jail.

Perhaps it was sensing her gaze.

The man looked back.

"I was rude, I forgot to introduce myself, hello beautiful young lady, I am Song Yan, English name Evan, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Jiang Ruan: "...... Hello, Jiang Nguyen. ”

Identification completed.

This is a weirdo.

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