"No way!" The money bureau refused and explained: "Xiao Zheng, if you think about it, our previous documents have been returned, so they don't believe in this at all, so we are avenging, that will lead to fire, this time may not be as lucky as last time, do you understand?" ”

"Money Bureau?" Zheng Tingting screamed, and said with a disappointed face: "Then we can't help it?" ”

"It's just my guess, so now only the two of us know, if our guess is correct, the aliens won't just want to destroy the power, there must be something to come, we'll see!"

"Okay, thank you Qian Bureau, you once again unconditionally believe that Wang Jinghai is wronged! Thank you so much! Zheng Tingting bowed deeply to Qian Song and thanked him.

"Okay, since the power is off, then you should go back early, this thing is like this first!" Qian Song said with a smile.

"Thank you for telling me so much, then I'll go first." After Zheng Tingting finished speaking, she turned around and pushed the door and walked out.

Zheng Tingting, who went out, was really mixed, happy that the money bureau believed in this thing again, and worried that if the aliens were real, where should they go!

After seeing Zheng Tingting walk out of the office, Qian Song's mobile phone rang!

Qian Song looked at the unfamiliar number on his mobile phone, and casually pressed the answer button, and an old voice came from inside.

"Isn't it Director Qian of the Meteorological Bureau?"

Qian Song was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes, hello, what do you call it?" ”

"I'm an old man, I just called you to say that the final conclusion of the matter you are involved in now is that you will know after you go to see Wang Jinghai, I will only tell you so much, goodbye!"

"Hey, hey, hey......"

The other party had already hung up the phone, Qian Song put down the phone, thinking hard about who this was, how did he know that he was participating in Wang Jinghai's case, and he also knew that he knew everything when he saw Wang Jinghai, but the question was where Wang Jinghai was?

The other end seemed to be very intimate and sent Wang Jinghai's location over at once, which made Qian Song a little shocked, and after seeing the address, Qian Song was even more shocked, he immediately began to check this phone number, and found that it was an empty number, after Wang Jinghai's location was known, Qian Song made a difficulty!

The location on the text message is the Beidoushan Prison under the Yuncheng Armed Forces, and Qian Song, as the director of the Meteorological Bureau, naturally knows that the Beidoushan Prison is a place dedicated to holding death row prisoners, but this is not counting that Beidoushan is hidden in the old forest of Senshan, and even he, the director of the Meteorological Bureau, has never been there!

The reason why he was in trouble was only because he knew the nature of Beidoushan Prison, he didn't expect Wang Jinghai to become a death row prisoner, which really made him a little incomprehensible, and after quickly reacting, he quickly called Zheng Tingting and asked her to come back quickly, Zheng Tingting soon returned to Qian Song's office as soon as she heard Qian Song say that she could see Wang Jinghai!

After coming back, Zheng Tingting asked excitedly: "Money Bureau, is it true that you called me?" Can I really see Wang Jinghai? ”

"Yes." Qian Song's face was very ugly, and he gradually spoke: "Don't be in a hurry to be happy first, let me tell you first, Wang Jinghai has become a death row prisoner!" ”

"Ah......" As soon as she heard the three words of the death row prisoner, Zheng Tingting was directly frightened and exclaimed!

"Okay, don't be nervous, I received a call from an old man, saying that we are already involved in this matter, so as long as I see Wang Jinghai, I will know, so I ask if you want to go to Beidoushan Prison with me?"

Zheng Tingting came back to her senses and said, "Isn't Beidoushan Prison a place for death row prisoners? ”

"Yes, Wang Jinghai is there, so I want to ask if you want to go with me!"

"Go!" Zheng Tingting said firmly.

"Alright, without further ado, let's go now." Qian Song didn't procrastinate, and then walked out.

……

Hokuto Mountain Prison.

Two hours later, the car of the two stopped in the prison parking lot, to Qian Song's surprise, as soon as their car stopped, someone immediately came to lead the way, Qian Song was the leader after all, and quickly adjusted his surprised expression, and followed the leader, but his stomach was full of confusion!

What puzzled Qian Song the most was the identity of the old man who was calling, but after following the leader into the Beidoushan Prison, Qian Song seemed to be sure of the identity of the old man who called, and he must be the warden of this prison!

Because he found that prison visits are generally sitting on a big screen and communicating with each other on the phone, but the policeman with them has already passed by this prison visit room, and it seems that he has not stopped yet, but Qian Song has not asked, Zheng Tingting is full of joy, she doesn't care so much, now she is full of thoughts about being able to see her brother Hai soon!

And Qian Song was walking while paying attention to the house number on the text message, he found that it was getting closer and closer to the house number on the text message, but her heart became nervous, is it going to go directly to the prison, face to face?

Before Qian Song's guess was finished, he heard the policeman leading the way in front of him stand on his heels, slapped the door with his right hand and shouted: "Someone has come to visit the prison, wake up!" ”

And Qian Song followed the place where the man led the way and stood, and subconsciously looked, but found that the house number was the house number prompted on the text message, he walked over quickly, but saw that in addition to Wang Jinghai, there were several people locked together, but looking at this prison, he found that it didn't look like a prison at all, but like a hotel!

This completely subverted Qian Song's perception of prison, although he didn't know about prisons, he still remembered in his heart that Beidoushan Prison was a prison dedicated to holding death row prisoners, but the facilities here were really good!

What Qian Song didn't know was that the facilities here were completely arranged by Nangong Qianyi, all of this was just an illusion, and when he was still in deep shock, Zheng Tingting's shout suddenly pulled him back to reality!

At this time, the policeman who led them in said, "Okay, I'll leave first!" ”

"Brother Hai, are you okay, Brother Hai, how are you? Are you hurt? Zheng Tingting asked with tears in her eyes.

Wang Jinghai was stunned, he didn't expect that the person visiting the prison was Zheng Tingting, he was about to open his mouth when he found the man standing behind Zheng Tingting, he was completely stunned, this man was his director!

Wang Jinghai, who came back to his senses, asked: "Money Bureau, why are you here?" ”

Although Wang Jinghai was confused, she still stretched out a hand, Zheng Tingting grabbed it tightly when she saw this, and then cried: "Brother Hai, do you know that I have had a hard time these days when you are away, are you okay, you have not been wronged?" ”

"Okay Tingting, I'm fine." Wang Jinghai really couldn't stand Zheng Tingting's enthusiasm, and threatened: "If you say more, I'll let go?" ”

"Don't ......" As soon as she heard that Wang Jinghai was going to let go, Zheng Tingting immediately shut up and sobbed aggrievedly.

Wang Jinghai smiled bitterly: "Money Bureau, how do you know that I am here?" ”

"Haizi, alas, ......" Qian Song sighed and said: "It's a long story, because of Zheng Tingting's persistence and stubbornness, I am now also dragged into the water, from the post you posted, she believed your words one by one, and finally turned on your computer, we only knew your experience, but only she and I believed, we rearranged the information, and then reported, but soon the document was issued, saying that we were nothing, and then we gave up!" ”

"And then?" Wang Jinghai asked rhetorically.