Zhan Jingyi sat on the hardwood bed in the prison, looking at everything in the prison.

The oppressive heavy gray cement walls, the rough stone floor, full of coldness and harshness, and the back wall of each cell, there is only a small window the size of a basketball.

There was a complex smell in the air of the prison, a dark, damp, and musty smell that stayed in the nose and made one feel the urge to flee the place.

"The place is not very clean, but the rest is good......"

Looking around, Zhan Jingyi smiled and said to Mo Wenyi behind the railing on one side.

Mo Wenyi just heard from a friend that in order to see himself and understand the whole incident, Zhan Jingyi actually beat the company's manager Liu who framed him.

Although he was very happy to hear this, his friends were in prison for himself, which made him a little unhappy.

Seeing the anxiety on his friend's face, Zhan Jingyi comforted his friend with a smile and said: "Wen Yi, don't worry too much, I came here because I was afraid that someone would come in to deal with you, if this batch of goods is really as important as you said, then the ultimate goal of these people may not only be to put you in prison, but more likely to kill you." ”

Speaking of this, Zhan Jingyi glanced at his friend, and seeing his friend's surprised expression, Zhan Jingyi smiled and said, "However, since I'm here, you don't need to worry,"

"In addition, if it's okay tonight, I'll go out tomorrow, and I'll help you go to Tianxiang Warehousing to complain to the relevant person in charge, I believe in you about this matter, and I will help you get justice for this matter, by the way, what is the name of the person in charge of Tianxiang Warehousing?"

"The surname is Zhou, everyone respectfully calls him Mr. Zhou, I heard that he is an old man with a lot of status."

Hearing his friend's words, although Mo Wenyi thought that his friend was comforting him and bragging about a big cowhide, he was very grateful that his friend could help him do this.

Life has a confidant, what more can a husband ask for.

……

Zhan Jingyi leaned his back against the cold wall, thinking about the whole thing, since there was no way to contact Elle and Xiaole at this time, he was used to analyzing the whole thing by himself.

If I guessed correctly, then something must happen here tonight, or I would have been very angry if I had waited here all night.

To be honest, this friend of mine is a good person, and a good person who works hard, doesn't cause trouble, and doesn't break the law, but this time he was so wronged, if he didn't happen to come by himself, then he might even be killed.

Just thinking about it like this, Zhan Jingyi felt that those people were too hateful, and if he didn't give an explanation, he wouldn't mind talking to these people one by one in person.

As for whether it is just a chat or to do some other ......, it depends on the confession attitude of these people.

Thinking about it, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhan Jingyi's mouth, and even his body trembled slightly with excitement.

Come to think of it, this scene seems to be so pleasant!

……

"Hey, that silly boy......"

Just as Zhan Jingyi was honest, sitting on the bare wooden bed, thinking about what he should do next, and looking forward to his dinner by the way.

In the No. 1 cell next door, a man's call suddenly sounded, as if he was calling himself.

Zhan Jingyi looked up and saw a shaved man with a tattooed tattoo on both arms, looking strong, standing on the railing between Cells 1 and 2.

He slammed the railing with his hand and shouted to Zhan Jingyi: "Boy, you don't have a small fucking face, when you enter the bureau, there are still people to serve you, come, the night is long, tell you Master Long, how did you come here?" ”

This person is obviously a gang member, and he looks like he is making trouble, Zhan Jingyi glanced at them, and lowered his head again, he doesn't want to deal with this kind of person now.

Although he is imprisoned here, he is essentially different from these gang members, after all, he is a good person.

"Fuck, what about you...... Deaf? ”

Seeing that Zhan Jingyi obviously heard but ignored him, the gang member who claimed to be Long Ye was a little annoyed, smashed the railing with a bang, and shouted to Zhan Jingyi: "Are you still pretending to be a good person when you arrive in this place?" Beware of your dragon master killing you in the past! ”

Zhan Jingyi sighed, stared at the man who claimed to be the Dragon Master over there, and said, "Don't mess with me, I'm so fierce that even I'm afraid." ”

"Smack"

Suddenly, a shoe was thrown over, Zhan Jingyi dodged it in time, and the shoe fell off in front of him and fell on the ground on the other side.

"Hahahaha......"

There was a loud laugh from Cell No. 1, and the gang members who were being held inside laughed excitedly, as if it was amusing to see this scene.

And those who looked honest in the No. 3 prison in the distance also looked at Zhan Jingyi silently, with the kind of sympathetic gaze in their eyes that counted you unlucky.

Zhan Jingyi sighed, stood up, and said to himself: "I said everything, I'm even afraid of being fierce, why do you have to provoke me?" ”

Mo Wenyi from Prison No. 3 watched Zhan Jingyi stand up, and hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Zhan, those are gang members, there is no need to be angry with them, they can't get over anyway." ”

Seeing Zhan Jingyi standing up, as if he wanted to come over, the people in Prison No. 1 became even more excited and shouted louder: "What's the matter? Not convinced? ”

"Come on, come here, come here, teach you the rules...... Let you write a service word for Long Ye. ”

The man named Long Ye shouted especially loudly, and the railing "...... bell" sounded.

Zhan Jingyi looked at Long Ye lightly, and muttered to himself: "It's okay, he can't come, then I'll go over, since he is not satisfied, and I specialize in all kinds of disobedience, I will go over and show him." ”

Amid the loud laughter of those gang members in Prison No. 1, Zhan Jingyi got up and walked towards them, and he also showed a happy smile when he met the rampant smiling faces that were getting closer and closer.

When he came to the railing, he touched the railing with his hand, the railing between the two prisons was a thick and dark iron railing, each railing was the thickness of a child's arm, and the gap in the middle of each railing was only the size of a fist, barely able to stretch through the arm, but it was certainly impossible to pass through people.

Zhan Jingyi looked at Long Ye not far away, smiled, and pulled the two railings with both hands to both sides, "Squeak" The two railings were bent and deformed, leaving a gap in the middle, which could allow a minor to pass.

Then, Zhan Jingyi was short, his body was strangely tightened, and his bones seemed to have turned into plasticine, which could be bent and deformed at will, and he passed directly through the railing and came to the front of Long Ye in the No. 1 prison.

Standing in front of Long Ye, looking at the faces that gradually disappeared from their smiles and their eyes gradually became weird and frightened, he showed a very gentle smile.

"Master Long, what's the matter with you?"

"As I said, I'm scared of myself, why do you throw my shoes?"

……

When the police officer who had ordered dinner for Zhan Jingyi came in with a box of lunch boxes with chicken legs, as soon as he opened the iron door of the corridor, he saw Zhan Jingyi in Prison No. 1, holding a gang member with a shaved head and tattoos beating there.

And the people around them, everyone was clinging to the wall, everyone had a blue nose, a swollen face, and several eye circles were a little black, and even some of their pants had fallen off, and their hands were covering their crotch.

Looking at these people who usually hate to turn the sky when they encounter something, one is more well-behaved than the other at the moment, and there is no one who even shouts cheers.

The officer was taken aback, hurriedly blew his whistle, slapped the railing hard, and shouted, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

"How do you hit someone? Hurry up ......"

"No, how did you get here?"

Seeing the police officer come in, Zhan Jingyi stood up from the gang member, lifted his pants, twisted his body, and got out of the railing and went back to Cell No. 2.

After drilling over, he also easily restored the two railings that had just been pulled apart to their original state with a "squeak".

"You can't blame me for that."

Zhan Jingyi looked at the police officer and pleaded innocently: "I sit here and chat with my friends, this person has been scolding me, I have persuaded him not to mess with me, but I didn't expect that he not only didn't listen to persuasion, scolded endlessly, and even took off his shoes and smashed me, as a good citizen, of course I have to go over and teach him how to behave." ”

The police officer had just seen how he had passed from Cell No. 1 back to Cell No. 2, and then looked at the railings that were thicker than a child's arm, and the fist-sized space between the railings, and remembered the scene in the police car before, and shuddered.

After a while, he reluctantly said, "Okay......"

As he spoke, he looked worriedly at the gang members lying on the ground pretending to be dead in Cell No. 1, patted the railing, and shouted, "Are you dead?" Get up for me, be honest. ”

Seeing that the gang member on the ground was still pretending to be dead, Zhan Jingyi sighed, made a look of wanting to get up, and said, "It seems that the fight is still light, and you dare to pretend to be dead?" ”

Before the words fell, the dragon master jumped up from the ground with a "poof", quickly nodded and greeted Zhan Jingyi, and hurriedly stood next to the group of inmates standing against the wall.

"Okay......"

Looking at the fierce appearance of the dragon master, the police officer was relieved, handed the lunch box in, and said to Zhan Jingyi: "Don't make trouble anymore, call the guards if you have something." ”

"Oh, okay, got it."

Zhan Jingyi nodded honestly, sat back on the wooden bed with his lunch box, and began to enjoy his dinner.

The smell of the lunch box mixed with the smell of chicken thighs suddenly filled the entire detention center.

The smell stimulated those inmates who had already eaten dinner, and the sound of saliva swallowing sounded from time to time.