The captain of the prison guard just came in and said "hello" and left, without taking Sun An with him, leaving only a body of pain.

The door closed again, and the confinement room fell into darkness again, Sun An was still sitting in the corner, reluctantly moving his facial muscles, constantly spitting bloody saliva in his mouth, and the rubber baton was pumped indiscriminately, not hitting his eyes, but hitting his nose and breaking his lips.

No wonder Warden Feng has always given him the feeling of soft cotton, he doesn't have much temper, and he didn't ask the prison guards to teach people a lesson when he died, it turned out that there was still a prison guard captain in the prison, the prison guard captain was tough and impulsive, and he seemed to be not afraid of heaven and earth, just the opposite of Prison Director Feng, the two of them were yin and yang, and they cooperated tacitly, and they handed over everything to the prison guard captain to do, and took care of the things below, inside the master;

Warden Feng is the brain, the captain of the prison guard is the muscle, the muscle can be changed to anyone, but the brain is gone, it can't work, in general, the prison is still controlled by the warden, there is nothing wrong with this, the prison should be controlled in the hands of the warden, but the degree of "control" is different.

Looking at it this way, even if the captain of the prison guard died, Prison Captain Feng would not be too sad.

Sun An is now concerned about dinner, and he has already put his heart on his back, and if he continues to be hungry, his body will have problems.

If Warden Feng was still hanging from his stomach, he was going to hang someone else's neck.

Fortunately, after waiting for a while, there were footsteps again, and they stopped at the door of his confinement cell.

This time, three prison guards came, opened the door, and two people came in, one of whom pulled Sun An up and unbuckled his backbindings.

"Thank you. Sun An took off his restraint clothes very cooperatively, so that those prison guards had the idea that there was no need to wear restraint clothes for him.

The third guard put the tray on the ground, which contained a plate, a bowl and a paper cup, and in the plate were three steamed buns, the bowl contained some pickles, and the paper cup was a glass of water.

is all plain, Sun An has the illusion that he is a monk, and he is also a wandering monk, entered a ruined temple, and untied his cloth bag from behind, and the bag contained these things.

"Twenty minutes later, we'll come and close the market. The guard spoke, closed the door and went out.

Sun An sat cross-legged on the ground, picked up a steamed bun in the dark, broke it, grabbed some pickles from the bowl and sandwiched them inside, took a bite, and chewed it carefully.

Although it is not a hearty meal, steamed buns and pickles are more in line with his needs than steak and lobster, and when there is nothing in the stomach, pasta and side dishes are far better than meat and fishy things, but when eating, you should pay attention to it, and you can't gobble it up because you are hungry, otherwise it is easy to choke or indigestion.

There is no toilet in the confinement room, and the smell will not dissipate all year round, but Sun An still chews very carefully, almost chewing into a liquid before swallowing it, according to this way of eating, it is difficult to solve three steamed buns in twenty minutes, and it is good to leave one for supper.

Probably afraid of his revenge, Warden Feng didn't let him out that night, but didn't let Sun An wear a restraint shirt again, with those three steamed buns, Sun An didn't get angry, so he wouldn't be in a hurry to deal with Warden Feng's affairs tonight, and the captain of the prison guard could live a little longer.

Staying in the confinement room didn't need to worry about someone sneaking up, Sun An slept well against the wall, and was woken up by footsteps.

Breakfast was delivered, a piece of bread, a bowl of porridge, a glass of water, a small plate of pickles, this diet was too healthy, like it was for an eighty-year-old man, not very suitable for young people.

If Prison Commander Feng really ate like this, he would have lost weight long ago.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Sun An was finally released from the confinement cell, where he was swimming like a tiger in a zoo, and proper exercise could also help him recover.

Sweating and unable to take a shower, Sun An was sent back to his single room, where he found that it had changed.

There were fewer things on the shelves, the daily necessities were still there, but they were in a mess, a few magazines were missing, they also fell to the floor, the beds were turned over, and the quilts and pillows were thrown to the floor.

It seems that there has been an earthquake or a storm here, Sun An knew that it was done by the prison guards, and searched it thoroughly, but it should not have found what they were looking for, the mobile phone and the master key were still in the washstand, and the bolts were not moved.

Turning his head and glancing at the prison guard who sent him back, it wasn't the one who opened the door for him yesterday, so he didn't say anything, walked in and slowly packed up his things.

As soon as I packed up my things and was ready to sleep again, the unrestrained guest appeared again.

Lao Liu came over, followed by a person, it was Huang Yong, who was arrested with Sun An in the school the day before yesterday.

Huang Yong also came in, and the sentence was fast enough, apparently the police pushed it behind.

"That's right, right?" Lao Liu smiled at Huang Yong, then smiled at Sun An, turned around and walked away.

After Lao Liu left, Sun An frowned and looked at Huang Yong and asked, "Purpose?"

"Help you run errands and find out the news. Huang Yong smiled.

He came voluntarily, as the only kidnapper caught by the police, he was also sentenced to life, after all, shooting in a school will be sentenced heavily, no matter which country it is placed in, but Huang Yong can be sentenced so quickly and can enter the second prison, but it was arranged by Liang Chen, which is equivalent to sending Huang Yong to Sun An, Sun An can choose to kill, or choose to use, the police will not care.

Sun An sighed helplessly, he needed someone to run errands for him, but Huang Yong was too stupid.

"Why do you want someone else to find out about me, why don't you meet me quietly? It has revealed that you know me, and you can help me find out the news, get out, if you can live until tomorrow, come and see me again." He said to Huang Yong.

Huang Yong was stunned outside the iron fence, he didn't think about it so much, he kept coming to find out where Sun An was, and found out where Lao Liu, a jack-of-all-trades, brought him.

This news will spread throughout the prison in about an hour, after all, Sun An is the most high-profile person in the prison at present, there are too many people who want to trouble him, not only prisoners, but also the prison authorities, Huang Yong exposed his relationship with Sun An, he will definitely become the target of public criticism, and it will be a miracle to live until tomorrow.

"Let's ...... Let me stab you. Although Huang Yong was imprisoned for the first time, he was not stupid, and immediately understood what Sun An meant, and thought of countermeasures.

He can say that he pretended to be Sun An's friend because he didn't know Sun An's situation in prison, found out where Sun An was, found Sun An, and then stabbed Sun An, so that he would not only not be regarded as Sun An's friend, but also as Sun An's enemy, find out information that was unfavorable to Sun An, and help Sun An when he was in danger.

"It's a good idea, but it's a pity it's late. Sun An smiled, and suddenly became interested in Huang Yong.

This guy isn't witty enough, but at least he's a little quick-witted.