In the cold and dim cell, the morning sun shone in through the window at the top of the wall, and fell brightly on Jinzi's face.

Soon the horn in the room rang the wake-up bell, louder than the other.

Jinzi rubbed his eyes and slowly got out of bed to wash.

At seven o'clock, all the prisoners met in the cafeteria and lined up to eat.

Jinzi has been in prison for more than a month.

That's right, her identity this time is a murderer.

The original owner's name is Xie Jinci, 27 years old this year, before going to prison, he was a graduate student, because of his beautiful appearance and quiet personality, he had countless suitors in school.

However, the family conditions of the original owner are very poor, and his parents are both farmers, working in the same electronics factory, and his monthly income is more than 10,000 yuan.

Her tuition and living expenses have been working and studying part-time since she was in her third year of high school.

She studied hard and spent all her time trying to create a good future for herself, hoping to be able to live a good life with her parents.

Just as graduate school was about to graduate, an accident happened.

Her roommate died in the dormitory, with a fruit knife in his chest with the original owner's fingerprints on it, and at that time, the original owner was the only one in the dormitory.

She couldn't argue.

The lawyer told her that all the evidence pointed to her and that even if she had not done it, the court would convict her of murder.

At that time, the number of days to be served will increase considerably.

Under the deception of the lawyer, the original owner stupidly confessed to the charge of murder and was sentenced to five years in prison.

And tomorrow will be the day she will be released from prison.

Because he behaved well while serving his sentence, he was given the opportunity to be released on parole.

Her mission this time is to find out the murderer of her roommate and clear her name.

Xiaopang reminded: "Host, let me remind you, there are many people involved behind this matter, you have to be careful." ”

This word only asks: "Can I beat someone while I am on parole?" ”

Chubby's screen was a bunch of garbled characters: "Eh, no, if the host hits someone, when the time comes, you will be punished for several crimes, and you will have to go to prison again." ”

"Okay." She didn't want to eat jail food.

The things here are too unpalatable, and the place where I live is ugly and gloomy, and I don't have an appetite when I look at it.

Chubby shows a smiley face on the screen: "Host, come on." ”

Ignoring her, he sat down in his place to eat.

As soon as he sat down, a young woman not far away came over and smiled: "Xiao Jinzi, you will be released from prison tomorrow." ”

The woman is now Chinese New Year's Eve nine years old, and unlike the other female prisoners, her appearance is still as beautiful as when she was young, and her figure is well maintained, and there is no sign of fortune at all.

Her name is An Yi, she is the original owner's cellmate, she has been in prison for six years, and she still has two years to serve her sentence, and she is considered the older best friend of the original owner.

An Yi is a divorced woman who got married before graduating from high school and has a son who will come to see her when she visits the prison.

Jinzi still doesn't know what crime An Yi committed and went to prison.

"I thought, if you don't have a place to stay, you can go to my son's, right?"

She spoke amazingly.

When the women on the side heard this, they looked at the two people with strange eyes.

An Yi's sons are twenty years old this year, isn't it ...... for this lonely man and widow to live together?

"That, no, I didn't mean that, Xiao Jinzi." She hurriedly waved her hand and explained: "I just thought, your parents don't live far away, you must have no place to live when you go out tomorrow, don't get me wrong." ”

Although she does like this girl, she gives her best friend to her son as a wife.

Isn't this a bit too much, besides, the two of them are different years and generations.

"I'm not going to be polite if I need to." This word learned from the original owner's tone and spoke softly.

"Oh, you're polite." An Yi laughed out loud, thinking of his son, he was very proud: "My son is promising, what kind of small software company did he start, don't look at him as a sophomore, but he's amazing!" ”

I've heard this more than 20 times in the past month.