"Your own choices determine your life and death, congratulations." Lancelot finished speaking, and straightened his goose-yellow bow tie.

"What? You're saying you ...... them all."

"It's horrible!"

Some of the students lowered their heads and began to cry because there had been too much killing today.

"Well, don't be merciful to those who weep, like the Virgin, if you were so merciful, you would not be carrying the corpses of your classmates now, but you yourselves would be carried."

Lancelot glanced at the weeping man with disdain,

"Turn right in front of the first room, the bodies are all placed there, and then each of you can go to the shower, change into prison clothes, go to the dining room to eat, and finally congratulate you, welcome to HELL."

Two prison guards followed Lancelot and left in the front aisle.

"Qingyan, fortunately, we followed you and escaped the catastrophe." Wang Ying patted Ye Qingyan's shoulder.

"Yes, Qingyan, we will follow you in the future."

"Qingyan, you are our lucky star, our soul figure."

Ye Qingyan turned his head and looked at the person behind him, "You don't have to thank me, it's you who make the choice." ”

After speaking, he took everyone to settle the bodies of the trainees, and then received their respective prison uniforms in the second room.

The prison uniforms are all orange, and there is no distinction between men and women.

The number is printed on the back and chest, and the prison guard specially issued the prison uniform with the number 89757 to Ye Qingyan, which was specially explained by Lancelot.

To be honest, this is a private prison after all, and it costs money to be sent in, so the conditions are not bad.

The bathrooms are all independent rooms, otherwise Ye Qingyan, who is dressed as a man, will have to go to the men's bathroom, which is embarrassing.

The people who changed into prison clothes were all lining up at the door of the bathroom, Ye Qingyan casually stopped at the door, and the rest of the people stood behind her, a total of eighteen people left.

Invisibly, Ye Qingyan has become the boss in everyone's minds, and perhaps his prestige has been accumulated step by step.

"Qingyan, what is this on your neck?"

Fang Zhunan roared, and the remaining seventeen people all looked at Ye Qingyan's neck.

Worst!

I just took a shower and forgot to put a band-aid, but it didn't work to remember because there wasn't.

"Is this a mosquito bite, but I didn't pick up the bag, could it be a flea?"

"You've got fleas on you!" Ye Qingyan turned around and slapped Fang Zhunan's head.

"It's not a flea, it's a mosquito?" Fang Zhunan was still holding Ye Qingyan's neck and looking, "Oh yes, this place seems to have been a band-aid before, it was there when it came out of the Rasse Hall, it turned out that it was not rotten, but there was a red mark." ”

When many people heard Fang Zhunan's words, they buttoned their eyebrows and lowered their heads and laughed.

It's all said and done, and who doesn't know what it is.

But everyone didn't expect it to be done by the young marshal Li, and they all thought it was...... Wang Ying.

Because in the Lasse Hall, Ye Qingyan was not afraid of Wang Ying's death, and he had a band-aid when he came out of the hall.

Therefore, everyone thinks that Wang Ying did it.

A sharp spark flashed in Wang Ying's eyes, a woman's intuition was very sensitive, she had already guessed who it was.

Since in the first round of trials, Li Shao interrogated her about hacking.

She already felt that between Ye Qingyan and him, it was not simple.

Wang Ying looked at Ye Qingyan's neck, her eyes were sad, but she grabbed Fang Zhunan, "I can't see this!" ”