"Hey, hey, tell you to get up, didn't you hear?"

A low cry interrupted Sun An's memories in his sleep, and he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the hand that patted him on the cheek, and opened his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

In front of him stood a very stout man, bald, with a beard around his lips, wearing a black vest, his arms were thick, his muscles were angular, and there were dragon tattoos on both arms, which was very delicate, not the kind that even the ink was blurred and looked like a gecko.

Letting go of the man's hand, Sun An looked around again, and saw that there were people in the three compartments, and there were also people sitting on the bench opposite.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to sit. The man in front of him waved his hand and bowed his head to Sun An.

"It turned out to be this routine. Sun An smiled, got up and walked to the innermost corner and sat down, and the opposite corner was the toilet.

As soon as he left, the strong, bald head sat down on the bench, crossed his hands over his chest, and looked at the three sitting opposite.

There were two other people in this compartment, but neither dared to sit on the bench.

Sun An sat on the ground, looking at the group, his brows furrowed slightly.

He hated the dream a little just now, but as soon as the switch of memory killing was turned on, it was difficult to turn it off, and he couldn't control the dream, so he had to let it go, he knew why he dreamed about what happened that day, it was the first time he was detained, and he was very impressed.

Today is the second time.

And what worries him is not the dream and the detention, but the situation just now, he didn't know that the door of the detention room had been opened, so many people had been locked in, and he hadn't woken up before everyone was in front of him, this was the rhythm of being killed in his sleep.

"Could it be that I have been injured too much during this time, and my body is a little unbearable?"

Sun An misses the school for the first time, it is good in public, you can sleep with confidence, there are not many people who dare to break into the school to make trouble, and there are many people, and suspicious characters will be discovered in advance.

Over there, the conflict suddenly arose.

"What are you looking at?" the strong man who had driven away Sun An yelled at the few people sitting opposite.

"What do you want to do? You have to take care of where Lao Tzu looks?" The man sitting on the bench opposite was not afraid of the strong man, and stood up violently, frowning and roaring back.

"Old routines play new tricks?" Sun An sat quietly in the corner and watched, he thought that these people were sent by Zheng Liang to prolong his prison time, fighting in the detention room, and the detention and interrogation would become a public security punishment, and they would be locked up for a few days, and if they didn't do well, they would be sent to labor re-education, and if they were killed or disabled, it would be even more serious, and they would be sent to prison.

But if these people start to fight first, they will be a bit out of the routine, and he will be confused.

The bald man also stood up, his chest muscles bulged, gritted his teeth and smiled: "Come on, come on, how many people are there, come together, Lao Tzu will send you all out." ”

As he spoke, Sun An saw the two people in the next compartment quietly walking behind the bald man, it was impossible to fight through the iron fence, but his hand could still be stretched out.

Sun An really wanted to remind him, so that he could see from the bald man's reaction whether they were acting or not, but in this way, he would offend the other side and give those people a reason to do it, so think about it or forget it.

The two men touched the bald man's back, slowly raised their hands, walked through the fence, and then grabbed the bald man's arm violently, and pulled back hard, trying to pin those two arms to the fence, so that the bald man could not move, and could only be beaten.

It's a pity that their strength is a little less, after the bald man was caught, he glanced back, sneered, and the blood vessels in his arms bulged, but he pulled forward hard, pulling the two people against the iron fence.

At this moment, the three people opposite the strong man suddenly pounced, two went to hit the strong man's face, and the other person was half a step slower, and when the strong man raised his hand to block the fist that hit the face, he suddenly took out a sharp object and stabbed the strong man in the stomach.

"Poof!"

No matter how hard the abdominal muscles are, it is useless, that thing pierces into the strong man's stomach, pull it out, prick it again, pull it out again, stab it again......

The man holding the sharp object was very fast, and before the strong man could react, he had stabbed him in the abdomen more than ten times, each one very deep.

The bald man raised his hand and punched the man in the face, knocking the man who stabbed him to the ground, looking down at his abdomen in surprise, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, slowly sliding back into his chair against the iron fence, and falling to the side.

Sun An was dumbfounded, this was greatly beyond his expectations, not only did the battle end too quickly, but the bigger reason was that those people didn't come to him, did they guess wrong, these people weren't sent in by Zheng Liang to extend his prison time?

But what happened next proved that he was right.

The man who had stabbed the bald man stood up, rubbed his face, turned his head to look at Sun An in the corner, and did not come up to attack him, but threw the sharp object in his hand - outside the iron fence, in the corner of the narrow aisle.

Seeing that "weapon", Sun An instantly understood the plan of these people, and looked at the people in the second and third compartments.

Those people looked at Sun An silently, and some of them looked at him with a smile on the corner of their mouths and a provocative gaze.

The bald man was still lying on the ground, clutching his stomach and breathing heavily.

Sun An got up and walked over to the aisle, looking through the fence at the weapon in the corner.

It was a weapon made of a plastic stick, not a rarity, and the sharpened toothbrush handle was a very popular weapon in prison, but the key was not the plastic stick, but the gauze wrapped around it, the gauze was still very new, most of it was stained red with blood, only the part of the finger was still white.

Sun An glanced down at the bandages on his body.

"Good strategy. ”

He sighed heartily.

Let more than a dozen people who know each other come in, lock them in three compartments, and then find someone who has nothing to do with them, put them in the compartment where Sun An is, find an opportunity to stab or stab that person to death, throw the weapon outside the compartment, and then identify Sun An as the person who stabbed that person.

This is called human and physical evidence, as for where the weapon came from, not many people will care, anyway, the gauze on it is the same as the one on Sun An's body.

Although the aisle was not wide, it was still far longer than the length of the hands and feet, and the bench was fixed to the ground, so it was impossible for Sun An to pick up the weapon and stop the mouths of the dozen or so people.

This is a simple and crude plan, and Sun An does not need to cooperate with the performance at all, he is speechless, and it seems that he can only wait for the punishment of the law.

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