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"You, help me carry him to the bathhouse." The officer pointed at me.

A cold glint flashed in my eyes, and I was not happy with his condescending words.

Anyarin told me to be patient in prison and not to make trouble, otherwise I would encounter legal resistance when I went out.

I lowered my head, helped the fat old man, and walked out of the cell, the fat old man's face full of embarrassment.

Along the way, following the old man's guidance, I took him into the bathhouse. Because it was curfew time, the bathhouse was empty, filled with hazy water vapor.

"Come, sit down," I helped him to the bench.

"Poof", the fat old man sat down, and suddenly the smell became heavier.

Nima's, why am I such a dumbfounder. The muscles in my face stiffened, it stinks.

People go to jail to divide forces, fight and pretend to be forced, I'm in prison to take care of the elderly, grass you, this is not a prison, it's a nursing home!

"Young man, thank you, I have inconvenient legs and feet, and my stomach is not good, so I am in the prison cell, and I often trouble them."

The fat old man sat lazily on the bench, facing the smell of his body, and did not show any strange expression, as if he was used to it.

"You don't look like you've committed a felony." I sat down next to him.

"Don't be too superficial." The fat old man shook his head, and tried to change his clothes and pants with his hands.

"I'll help you." I held him and helped him take off his clothes and pants, to be honest, I had long been used to the smell, and the smell of the sea of blood in Liu Yuanran's tomb was even more pungent than this.

"Doesn't it stink?" The fat old man asked me.

"Stink, I won't help you, and you can't take off your pants by yourself."

"Hehe, in the past, I took off my clothes and pants alone, washed alone, and the people in the cell, including the police officers, ignored me, they thought I should die quickly."

The fat old man said bitterly.

The fat old man was naked~ and struggled to bend over to wash his pants.

"Don't move, you can sit," I quickly helped him to the bench, "I'll wash it for you, although it's a little dirty, but you're so old, it's not easy." ”

I soaked his clothes and pants in the footbasin and scrubbed them with my hands.

The fat old man looked at me with a smile, "My name is Zheng Tianhao, what about you, young man?" ”

"Me," I endured the smell and helped him scrub his clothes and pants, "My name is Yang Yun, number, eh, forgot." ”

"How did you get into Jinling Prison at a young age? This prison is for serious offenders in Nanjing. ”

"Alas, he was falsely accused of murder." I don't know if this old man believes it or not, anyway, I think he is very pleasing to the eye and quite casual, so I will tell him the truth.

"As for you, you haven't told me what crime you have committed."

"Alas," the fat old man leaned back, "it's all greed." ”

Well, this old man seems to be a cultural person, and he speaks so artistically ̄□ ̄||

"Greed? Everyone has greed, what's the big deal. ”

The fat old man sighed, "I am insatiable and unwilling to let go of a little profit, so I fell into this step." ”

"Haha, then you're really greedy," I laughed, "I've been greedy to prison, you used to be an official." ”

The fat old man just smiled and didn't answer.

"Old man, how much money have you been greedy for, you were actually put in a heavy prison."

No matter how high his status was before, he is now the same as me, a prisoner, and I treat him as an ordinary person, and he doesn't know when he will die in prison anyway.

Made, this old man actually didn't bird me, just smiled at me like a fool, grass, he must be an official, look at this face, a virtue.

After washing for a long time, I finally helped him clean it, Made, and it made me a mess.

I took off my clothes, helped the fat old man under the shower, and helped him wash himself.

"Young man, it's very majestic." The fat old man looked down at me and smiled heartily.

"Don't think about it, old man, I won't pick up soap."

I helped the old man dry himself, went back to his cell and got him a change of prison clothes, and helped him change into them.

"Without utilitarianism, you are the first to help me wash my dirty clothes and pants." The fat old man looked at me with satisfaction.

"Come on, you're all in jail, don't pretend to be forced, live well, maybe you won't be able to open your eyes tomorrow morning when you go to sleep."

I pursed my lips and replied casually.

"Uh." The fat old man's face froze.

"Ahem, what, I'm stupid, don't worry, you can't die, I'll take care of you."

Made, even if you die and become a ghost, I can't get rid of you!

I had just brought the fat old man into his cell, and at the end of the corridor came three menacing prison officers with military caps on their heads.

"Smack", the middle one stretched out a kick and kicked it on the iron door of the cell, "66744, come out." ”

Looking for me?

My heart sank, and I felt a sense of crisis inexplicably, "Excuse me, what are you looking for me?" ”

"Hmph", the face of the officer on the left hand side sank, "I will come out when I tell you to come out, a death row prisoner, so much nonsense." ”

"I'm sorry, please show me the order." The two officers saw that something was wrong and walked up to the three officers.

"Order?" The officer in the middle of the lead smiled, "Our position is bigger than yours, what do we want to do, and we need to show you the order?" ”

Two officers, one of whom was silent, bowed his head and said no more, while the tall, thin officer met the officer's eyes.

"Please show the order, this is the rule, I am the lowest police officer, I only recognize the formalities, not the rank."

"Ignorant newcomer!" The officer flew out and kicked the officer in the chest, kicking him 2 meters away.

"Ahem...

The kick was so heavy that the officer lay on the ground and couldn't get up for half a day.

"Why are you still stunned?" The officer looked at the remaining officer coldly, "Open the door, delay the matter above, you are responsible?" ”

"Okay, okay, let's open the door." The officer scrambled to pull a bunch of keys from his waist and open the cell door.

"Take it away."

Two officers rushed in and grabbed me by the shoulders.

I clenched my fists and subconsciously wanted to make a move, but remembering Anyarin's confession, I still let go of my fist.

"What are you looking at?" The lead officer glanced at the prisoners in the cell and turned to leave.

I was escorted out of the cell with me.

Seeing me being taken away, Brother Jian touched his head, "No, could it be that this kid has offended someone, and now they have bought off the prison officer and want to fix him?" ”

The fat old man frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Are you alright?" The officer who opened the door ran up to help the tall and thin officer.

"Go aside, seed." He didn't appreciate it, got up, and walked away slowly.

"Am I a seed? How can we, the low-level police officers, afford to offend them. ”

The officer who opened the door shook his head bitterly and followed.

But he said that I was escorted all the way into the elevator by the officer. The lead officer pressed the elevator button on the third basement floor.

"Where are you taking me?" I looked at the lead officer.

But no one paid any attention to me, and they looked ahead as if they were ignoring me.

"Ding", the elevator door opened, and it was 3 floors underground. As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I felt a biting wind blowing.

It was a closed room, and the whole room was inlaid with iron sheets, and wisps of yin qi came out of the cracks in the door.

The lead officer took out a special key with a sharp length and opened the iron door.

"Roar...

Suddenly, a ghostly roar sounded in my ears. I looked around, and I saw that in this secret room, there were more than a dozen ghosts scattered around, all of them male.

They were staring at the iron gate with terrible eyes, and as soon as I entered, dozens of pairs of eyes looked at me in unison.

"Uh," I was shocked, they were all terrible ghosts, and they were very resentful, and they refused to be reincarnated even when they died, and they had been staying in this iron gate, unwilling to leave.

Then they must have an extremely strong grudge against the space inside this iron gate.

"It's getting colder and colder in this punishment chamber." The lead officer frowned, in which he felt very uncomfortable, and he couldn't breathe well.

"Maybe it's underground, and it's damp."

The officer holding me let go of me and said, "Sit down on the iron bench." ”