In the office of the task force, a group of policemen argued, and there was no evidence that the bizarre deaths of the four people were directly related to the "Lu Han" who was caught. Only Roland's self-testimony and the testimony of a handful of eyewitnesses point to a man who was. A rope was wrapped around Roland's neck, but the man seemed to be Shi Mingli. In the current situation, the only thing that can do it is to steal the corpse, and what is this? At that time, there were indeed many black-hearted businessmen who used the meat of dead cats and rotten dogs to make ham sausages and sell them for money, and Lu Han was probably like this, but he used human flesh.

The legal department denied all the accusations against Lu Han by the task force, and the police officers involved in the operation could not tell what they shot at. Liu Daguang also went to the city bureau to give an explanation of the situation because of the issue of the centralized use of guns. The final opinion of the city bureau on the task force was that in addition to the misjudgment of the target, it was a successful arrest. He also instructed Zheng Dao and Liu Daguang to continue to conduct further examination of "Taiwan investor Lu Guang", and if effective evidence cannot be obtained within the time prescribed by law, then he must be released.

Zhang Wenju, who occupies Lu Han's body, is very leisurely, he was first sent to the emergency room, where the doctors did emergency wound stitches, and then was transferred to the intensive care unit, the doctors couldn't figure out why he didn't breathe and heartbeat but lived well. Because there was no blood circulation, the saline of the hanging could not enter the body at all, and the pills were how to eat and pull them out, and the doctors had no choice but to hand him over to the police.

The detention center attaches great importance to this serious offender. Zhang Wenju was detained in an independent prison area and guarded by armed police with loaded guns and ammunition 24 hours a day, but this was not always the solution, and as his charges became blurred, Zhang Wenju could not be convicted for a while, and his strict detention became a bag guard, that is, the prisoner watched the prisoner. First, there must be no history of major violent crimes, and emotions can be controlled, otherwise the detainees may be threatened; second, they are smart and sensible and can serve the police; The third is that the sentence is not long, but it will not be released before the sentence of the repeat offender, and he can accompany him through the whole journey.

The detention center chose left and right, and locked its eyes on one person. He had just been sentenced to detention for assault. Although it was a fight, the degree of violence was low, there was no criminal background before, he was sweet and well-behaved, and he had a good relationship with the prisoners and prison guards. His father also found the director of the detention center through his connections, hoping to find an opportunity for his son to reduce the punishment, but the director agreed but could not find a good reason. If the task is executed well, early release is no problem.

So, Zheng Xiaopang held his luggage and followed the other two selected prisoners and locked up with the living ghost Zhang Wenju.

Yes, Zheng Xiaopang.

He did not change his temper after the indecent assault on Huahua, flirting with a young girl in a movie theater and being chased and beaten by the other party's boyfriend. Zheng Xiaopang was furious, and found a group of brothers that night, and turned around and blocked the young man in the alley and beat him violently, so that the other party was admitted to the hospital.

Zhang Wenju was lying on the bed by the window, his eyes slightly closed, he was not breathing, his face was pale, even in the warm sun, there was still a trace of gloomy. This body is the last thing Lu Han left in the world.

Zheng Xiaopang knew that serving this grandfather well meant that he could leave this damn place a few months earlier. He obediently spread his luggage on the bunk very close to the door, and pretended to greet the other party politely, "Brother, my surname is Zheng, let's take care of it in the future." ”

Zhang Wenju ignored him.

Zheng Xiaopang touched his nose, he vaguely heard that this person had a few lives on his hands, and this kind of murderous and unblinking Lord Yama was something that the gangsters could not afford to offend. But Zheng Xiaopang is also used to being a grandfather, and he can't afford to offend this guy, but those two guys can still afford to offend.

Zheng Xiaopang threw two basins and beckoned the two prisoners and said, "Hey, go and fetch a basin of water for the eldest brother"

The prisoner was puzzled and asked, "Big brother just has one face, why do you need two pots?" ”

Zheng Xiaopang smiled sinisterly, "What's the matter, I'm not your two big brothers?" ”

The two prisoners laughed, "Dude, we all went out in a year and a half, it's fun to play with people?" Who won't need anyone in the future? ”

Zheng Xiaopang clasped his hands around his chest, tried to squeeze out the two pectoralis muscles, and said with a smile, "Interesting, I'm used to being a big brother." ”

"Then we can't be accompanied," the two prisoners flatly refused, and said as they bent down and sat down to pack their luggage. Before he could open the baggage, he only felt that a black shadow jumped in front of him, and it was too late to look up again, a hand melon thunder had been smothered on his face, a prisoner covered his face and lay on the ground, and the other person just wanted to resist, suddenly a pillow flew in the air and landed on the prisoner's chest, behind the pillow was Zheng Xiaopang's rapid volley side kick, although it was across the pillow, but the force also shook the prisoner's chest to burst.

"Still not fighting?" Zheng Xiaopang wiped the corners of his mouth and asked gloomily.

"Good boy, we report to discipline!" The two said hatefully

"Okay, I don't need you to report, I'll call my second uncle over." Zheng Xiaopang squatted down with a grin, and stared at the two of them without hesitation, "If you want to mix well, I suggest that you two follow me, and let's go out in advance together." ”

His second uncle? The two prisoners looked at each other, their chests and faces were still hurting hotly, but the obvious big relationship made them have to bow their heads, "Big brother, I misunderstood, we have something to offend, don't mind." ”

Zheng Xiaopang stood up, and with the corner of his eye, he pruned the felon who was lying on the shackles, and the dismount just now was not only for the two roommates.

I didn't know that this felon, surnamed Lu, didn't even look at it, turned over and turned his face to the wall. Zheng Xiaopang's performance seems to be pediatric in his eyes.

When lunch arrived, two small carts used to transport cement appeared in the corridor, the master shouted "open the meal", the quiet prison area surged with a dry air, and the muffled sound of the metal sliding of the "bell" came from the heavy iron doors.

Zheng Xiaopang glanced at the two new younger brothers, and one of the prisoners got up in a sense, quickly opened the small iron window on the door, and a book-sized square halo suddenly appeared on the iron door, and outside the door was the free world.

Half of the chef's face flashed in the halo: "bucket", without saying a word, the prisoner quickly picked up a red plastic bucket, and a rusty iron scoop flashed outside the door, and a small golden waterfall flowed down from the iron window and fell accurately into the bucket.

After the three scoops, the chef's face reappeared, still like gold: "basin", the prisoner hurriedly picked up the basin for washing his face and feet, only to see a rectangular wooden trough with wooden planks nailed outside the iron window, the width of which was exactly the same as the width of the iron window, and eight white steamed bun brushes rolled down into the basin with a sound.

Golden porridge with radish and pickles, two steamed buns for spring and autumn. This is the standard food and drink in the prison, and of course, this room is special. The chef didn't rush to leave, and coldly dropped a sentence of "Add food!" ”

The other prisoner hurriedly picked up another basin, and the four chicken legs tumbled and fell into the basin, "When you are done, hand over the bones." ”

The chef left with a cold face.