นักเขียน: The snow of an iceberg เครื่องแปลภาษา
Three days later, Song Xiangnan was transferred from the police station because he was involved in too many cases.
He was transferred to the Beijing men's prison. Most people were rarely transferred to the prison without a sentence.
Song Xiangnan had shackles on his hands and feet, and his hair had been shaved off. His face was expressionless as he followed the guards step by step into the prison.
Three days in prison had turned him into a prototype. If time could be reversed, he would rather live a life of misery in another place.
"Walk Faster. The Room in front is yours. " The warden, old sun, could not help but urge him from behind.
Song Xiangnan looked at the prison cell in the distance. It looked tattered on the outside, but it was dark inside. He could not see clearly what was going on inside.
Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable fear. The closer he got to this feeling, the more panicked he became.
Old Sun took out the key on his body, opened the door of the prison cell, and looked at Song Xiangnan. "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and go in! "
Song Xiangnan shook his head. "Can you change a room for me? "
"change my room? Did I hear wrong? " Old Sun shook the stun baton in his hand. "Do you think you're staying in a hotel? Hurry up and go in. If you waste more time, I'll teach you a lesson. " After saying that, he shook the stun baton in his hand a few times.
Song Xiangnan was scared because he had tasted the pain of the stun baton before. Step by step, he walked into the cell reluctantly.
The light in the cell was very dim, so he couldn't see clearly how many people were inside He only felt that someone was staring at him. He couldn't help but shiver and break out in a cold sweat.
Old Sun looked around and spat on the ground, then locked the cell door.
Song Xiangnan's heart thumped when he heard the sound of the door being locked. He turned around and wanted to run back, but at that moment, someone pulled him to the ground from behind.
"Who? What on Earth Are you doing? I just came to report today. I have no grudges with you. Please don't hit me! " Every cell had a head. This was something that he only knew when he was in prison.
"Haha! " Song Jian used his own arm to press down on Song Xiangnan's neck. "My good brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time! "
Song Xiangnan knew that something was wrong when he heard the voice. This person was obviously coming for him.
At this moment, the lights in the cell instantly lit up.
The Dim light gave a general view of the layout of the cell.
There were a total of three beds and a simple bathroom.
Song Xiangnan opened his eyes wide to see who had attacked him. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he was almost scared out of his wits.
"How could it be you? " He had never expected that the song brothers, who had been poisoned mute by him, would appear in front of him.
"My good brother, to think that you still remember me. " Song Cheng raised his right foot and kicked song Xiangnan in the stomach. As he kicked, he scolded, "if it wasn't for you, how would we have ended up in such a state?
"A year ago, you actually sent people to poison us all mute and throw us on the street as beggars.
"I have to say, your heart is the most poisonous in our family. I can't think of such a method even if you beat me to death! "
"Isn't that right? If it weren't for you, would I have suffered so much? Every time someone bullied me, I would grit my teeth and endure it because I want to live. I want to know what exactly happened? " Song Jian complained indignantly.