Soon, I was taken out of the Ten Thousand Pagoda by Yao Wanmiao, and walked a country road again, and came to a fairly wide road, with a white Jinbei police car parked on the side, and there was an unnamed lamp at the top of the place, flashing red.

"Chen Jiu, please!" Yao Wanmiao beckoned to me and motioned for me to get in the car.

I nodded, didn't speak, got into the police car, and sat in the left position at the back, Yao Wanmiao sat next to me, and several other policemen, one drove, and the other policeman sat in front of me.

As Yao Wanmiao said 'drive', the police car slowly moved forward.

On the way, Yao Wanmiao asked me a few questions, basically asking me how to catch up with Joyce.

I didn't tell him why I didn't tell him about this question, and more importantly, my words were full of loopholes, which made Yao Wanmiao start to doubt my relationship with Joyce.

Seeing this, I chose to shut up, no matter what Yao Wanmiao asked, I was silent, and my mind kept thinking about what happened during this time in the Ten Thousand Towers.

After sitting for about half an hour, the police car drove into the police station, and Yao Wanmiao led me through a series of procedures, and finally said, "Chen Jiu, you wait at the police station for a few days, and then send you to prison when someone is sent to convict you." ”

After nearly half a month at the police station, I was sent to court, perhaps because the charges had already been discussed, and there was no quarrel in the courtroom, and I was directly convicted of intentional wounding and served for three months and eighteen days.

After I was convicted, I spoke a few words to Yao Wanmiao, and then I was taken away by two police officers, saying that they were sending me to Phoenix H Prison for labor reform.

Frankly speaking, on our side, no matter what crime you are guilty of, you will be looked down upon, and it will even affect you for a lifetime. However, at that time, I only cared about making up for the guilt in my heart, and I didn't think about what prison meant at all, and my short three-month prison life almost ruined my life.

However, sometimes I think about it, I am very grateful for those three months of prison life, because it has changed my outlook on life, and it has also made me less stubborn than before, and I have begun to learn to adapt to this society.

Of course, I have never changed my respect for funerals and have always maintained my original intention.

It's far away, let's get down to business.

After being taken out of the courtroom by two police officers, I was stuffed into a police car and headed to H Prison in Phoenix.

After more than an hour of bumpy driving, the police car drove to H Prison, and a police officer pushed me and said, "Don't be sleepy, get out of the car quickly, Lao Tzu is still in a hurry to get off work." ”

I was stunned for a moment, didn't speak, walked down from the police car, looked up, where I am now is a road, at the end of the road there is a prison, covering an area of nearly 1,000 acres, there is a small square in front of the prison, and there is a five-star red flag in the middle of the square.

Seeing the five-star red flag, I was slightly stunned, and I wanted to study at the beginning, raising the national flag every Monday and lowering the national flag on Friday. Unexpectedly, after a year, seeing the five-star red flag in prison again, this feeling is really bitter.

With a heavy sigh, I turned my head to look at the surroundings of the prison, which was deserted and swampy, and from the outside, the conditions inside the prison were already relatively bad.

At this moment, I was pushed behind the back, and then a voice came, "Look at it, this will be your home from now on." ”

I turned my head and glanced at the man, who was the officer from earlier, and I didn't dare to speak, so I walked in the direction of the prison.

After entering the prison, I went through a series of related procedures, my number is 33218, and I was placed in room 209, I thought I could go back to room 209 like this, but I don't know, one of the prison guards said that he wanted a physical examination.

In this way, I was taken to an infirmary on the left side of the prison, which was not very large, about 20 square meters, and there was a small single room in the corner, with a white curtain drawn, and I lifted the white curtain and walked in, a male doctor in his 50s wearing a mask and white latex/rubber gloves on his hands.

As soon as he saw me, the male doctor was slightly stunned, frowned, and said coldly: "Take off your clothes!" ”

I followed his words and took off my clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear/pants.

The male doctor glanced at me, showed surprise on his face, and said coldly: "If you don't study well at a young age, you have to do something illegal, in my opinion, a criminal like you should be pulled out and shot, so as to save your parents from worrying." ”

Hearing this, I didn't refute it, so I asked him, "What tests do I need to do?" ”

He didn't say anything with a calm face, but asked me to open my mouth, take a casual look, and examine my body again, and when I checked my back, the male doctor's brows furrowed even deeper, and he asked me: "How did you cause this wound, why didn't you do emergency treatment, and there were blisters in several places." ”

I didn't hide it, so I said, "When I was doing a funeral, I accidentally got it." ”

"Funeral?" He was stunned for a moment, sneered, and said: "If you fight, you fight, and you have to make a funeral, your excuse is fresh." ”

"I didn't fight anyone, this wound was really caused by a funeral." I explained to him.

"If you don't fight, you'll go to jail?" The male doctor sneered, brought me a box of medicine on the side, and said, "This is anti-inflammatory, two pills twice a day." ”

As he spoke, he tinkered with me again, muttering something in his mouth, "What the hell is this kid doing, why do you have so many scars on your body?" ”

Listening to his words, I didn't bother to explain to him, and even if I explained to him, I might not believe it, so it was better to finish the examination earlier.

After about ten minutes of examination, the male doctor gave me some medicine, saying that it could cure my injuries.

I thanked him and was about to leave, when suddenly I remembered something that Lang Gao had told me, so I asked the doctor, "Have you ever heard of a man named He Yaoguang?" ”

"He Yaoguang?" He was slightly stunned, silent for a while, and then said, "What are you looking for him?" ”

"Here's the thing, a friend of mine knew he was in this prison and asked me to ask him a few questions." I told him the truth.

"Dead." He glanced at me faintly, his tone a little impatient.

"Dead?" I was stunned, Lang Gao told me a few days ago that He Yaoguang was in this prison, it had only been a few days, how could he suddenly die?

At that moment, I immediately asked the male doctor, "How did you die?" ”

He didn't speak, but stared at me for a long time, and then slowly spoke, "Suicide!" ”

"You're not kidding, he used to be a policeman, and his psychological endurance is much stronger than that of ordinary people, how could he commit suicide inexplicably." I was a little anxious and grabbed the male doctor's arm.