Methamphetamine has been poured into the toilet bowl and flushed away, the inside of the metal pipe is smooth and not easy to adhere, and after washing it twice, there is no residue, it is filled with sugar, bought by the prison commissary, there will be no problems.

The only thing that does not meet the regulations is the small metal cylinder, there are very few metal items that can be carried in the prison, almost any metal can be sharpened as a weapon, even if it is a flat cement soil, it can also be used to sharpen knives, but it will take a long time, the most important thing in this place is time, so all kinds of weapons can be seen.

Sun An didn't try to hide the small cylinder, because the small cylinder was made of good enough material and very hard, and he didn't have the right tools to change the shape of the small cylinder, so this thing was only suitable for using it as a grip or stabbing people with a mouth, but there were many things that could be used as a grip or stabbing people, so there was no need to risk taking a small cylinder.

The reason why they didn't hide was that they didn't need to be too disappointed, they came to search for the second time, and if they still couldn't find something illegal, they would be disappointed, and they would dismantle the washstand, so that they could gain a little, and let them leave with a piece of meat in their mouths.

It was another round of rummaging, and even those few small books were picked up and flipped over, so as not to be drawn out of the dark groove, and the cell was quickly messed up again, but the disappointed expression on Wang Qiang's face could make people feel better.

"Lie on the wall. Wang Qiang saw that the search had come to an end, and said to Sun An.

Sun An leaned on the wall as he said, supporting the wall with both hands and feet apart.

The two prison guards went up together, the speed of the search was very fast, and the small metal cylinder in the pocket was quickly searched out and handed to Wang Qiang, Wang Qiang had a smile on his face, unscrewed the lid and poured out the sugar, threw one into his mouth and tasted it, and spit it into the toilet.

"Where did it come from?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Picked it up. Sun An replied honestly, this was indeed picked up by him, and someone deliberately wanted him to pick it up.

"Picked it up?" Wang Qiang smiled, handed the small cylinder to the prison guard beside him, and said, "Go and ask the sixth child if he dropped it." ”

"Sixth?" Sun An had never heard the name of the sixth person, if the sixth was a powerful person, why didn't Warden Feng call the sixth the day before yesterday? If it wasn't a powerful person, why did Wang Qiang ask the sixth person?

Wang Qiang knew that this thing belonged to the sixth child, so did he know what was originally contained in the small cylinder? Could he have anything to do with it? If so, there is probably a drug trafficking syndicate in this prison, a complete drug trafficking system.

It's none of his business, Sun An won't care about drug trafficking, he can't be busy with the things at hand, but he is quite interested in the sixth person, it sounds like ...... Hidden boss in prison.

After a while, the prison guard came over with a middle-aged man in his forties, both of whom were out of breath and seemed to have run a long way.

The middle-aged man was also wearing a first cloth suit, but it was one-piece, and the color was different from that of the prisoner, which reminded Sun An of the yellow one-piece biochemical suit of Lao Bai and Xiao Pink.

The sixth child's face was gloomy, and he walked quickly into the cell, holding the small round pipe and asking Sun An, "What about the contents inside?"

The tone is not very polite.

"Things?" Sun An thought crookedly and pointed at Wang Qiang, "He ate it." ”

Wang Qiang was stunned for a moment, the green tendons on his temples bulged suddenly, and he roared: "What nonsense? When will I ...... You mean the candy?"

Halfway through his speech, he remembered that he had just taken a piece of candy out of it and tasted it.

This reaction failed to escape Sun An's eyes, Wang Qiang denied it so eagerly, obviously knowing what was in the small cylinder.

So does he have anything to do with methamphetamine? Does Warden Feng know about this? Does it have anything to do with it?

An interesting find, though not of much use.

"Say, where did this come from!" The sixth guessed from Wang Qiang's words that Sun An was referring to sugar, not what was originally contained in the tube, and asked Sun An sharply.

The roar was so loud that it attracted the attention of other inmates in the prison, some of whom came to see the excitement, but were immediately chased away by the prison guards.

"Picked it up. Sun An still said this.

"Where did you pick it up!" the sixth continued to yell, regardless of what place it was, whether it would disturb the people around him.

"You don't speak in a bad way, I don't want to tell you. Sun An pursed his lips.

"Give me ......" Lao Liu immediately looked at Wang Qiang, but finally remembered what this place was, and the word "hit him" in the back did not come out, but said in a low voice, "I will bring him to me." ”

Wang Qiang didn't speak, just nodded.

The sixth turned around and left again, just in time for breakfast, Wang Qiang also left with his men, without closing the door and without punishing Sun An.

Sun An saw that the corners of Wang Qiang's mouth were slightly upturned, and he looked like a villain, and guessed that the small cylinder was thrown in by him, and he could probably guess what his plan was.

It seems that the weapon must be found as soon as possible, and this prison - at least the prison guards - has something to do with drugs, so the water is even more muddy than Sun An thought, and he must have stronger means of self-preservation.

Drug dealers are all criminals, because the conviction of drug trafficking is extremely serious, many drug dealers would rather die under the police guns, burning jade and stones, than being arrested, so the death and injury rate of the anti-drug police is also the highest among all police types, and they dare to kill the police, let alone a prisoner.

Sun An has another danger to face.

However, eating was more important, and he followed the back of the line and walked towards the cafeteria.

Wang Qiang will take him to the sixth child in a while, he does not know where the sixth child is, he does not know who it is, he can only guess that it is either drug production or drug trafficking, if it is the former, the prison guards can call him when they go out, indicating that the second prison of Qingji is a drug den; if it is the latter, then the second prison must at least be an important foothold for drug trafficking.

Lao Liu was the same as yesterday, walking beside Sun An, he took advantage of no one, sneakily stuffed a piece wrapped in toilet paper to Sun An, and said in a low voice: "It's not expensive, eight yuan a piece, plus two boxes of matches, a total of twenty for you." ”

Sun An happily took out twenty yuan and handed it to Lao Liu, it was yesterday that I went to the commissary to buy something to find it, two candles, two boxes of matches, twenty yuan is very expensive, but Lao Liu took a big risk, and now it may cost more than ten yuan to sell and eat bowl noodles, and twenty yuan is not unjustly spent.

Breakfast was deliberately eaten twice, and it cost ten yuan, Sun An deliberately waited for a while after eating, and did not wait for Wang Qiang to make trouble, so he returned to his luxurious single room.

The candles were hidden in two places, one under the mattress and the other in the quilt, and as soon as the things were hidden, and the time for work came, the prison area suddenly became quiet.

At half past eight, Wang Qiang came with a few prison guards.

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