At the first moment, Song Zhichao doubted whether this person named Le Ge saw through his identity, otherwise why would he say this suddenly?

However, after experiencing strong winds and waves, Song Zhichao quickly calmed down and pretended not to hear anything and continued to drink water.

Song Zhichao's calmness really worked.

Brother Le looked at Song Zhichao and saw that he had no reaction, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Originally, he saw that Song Zhichao, Li Jiaxin, and Ruan Ling were suspicious, so he deliberately used the words just now to test it. If Song Zhichao reacted strongly, it would be equivalent to indirectly admitting that his identity was special, but now-

"Is it because I guessed wrong?" Brother Le asked in confusion.

The fat man sitting with Brother Le looked at Song Zhichao, then looked at Brother Le again, and was about to speak when his cell phone rang.

The fat man picked up his phone and said a few words, then suddenly lowered his voice and said to Brother Le: "I'm looking for you, warden."

Brother Le was about to find out Song Zhichao's identity, but when he saw the fat man handing over the phone, he could only frown and take it over and speak to the phone.

In a moment—

Brother Le hung up the phone, looked at Song Zhichao deeply, and then instructed the fat man: "I order everyone to leave, and be sure to rush back to prison before dark." After that, he got up and stood up, tidied up his police uniform, and walked towards the jeep.

The fat man muttered behind: "I'm so in a hurry, my butt is not hot yet! There's still this beer yet!"

I picked up a bottle of Heineken, raised my neck, whispered and pursed my lips - it was so cool. Before leaving, I grabbed a handful of peanuts and chewed them away.

The prison car, the size of a minibus, started moving, and the jeep followed behind and slowly disappeared on the road in front of the convenience store.

The convenience store owner came out to pack up his things and cursed: "Pujiezi! Every time he came, it was earth-shaking. I am not my dad, so I have to serve you every time!"

Bang, pack up the dishes and beer.

Song Zhichao asked, "Boss, what did those people do just now?"

The male boss said angrily: "Can't you see it yet? The prison guard at Stanley Prison in front."

"How come they buy so many cigarettes and alcohol - isn't prisons not allowing these to be sold?" Song Zhichao continued to ask.

The male boss glanced at Song Zhichao and seemed unwilling to say it.

Song Zhichao got up, took out a cigarette and handed it over, and lit it for the male boss: "Don't worry, I'm just asking casually, there's no other meaning."

The male boss squinted his eyes, took a sip of the cigarette, and then looked at the beautiful Li Jiaxin, who was as beautiful as a flower, and intended to show off in front of the beautiful woman. Moreover, these things were kept in my heart for too long, so he found a chair and sat down and said, "You don't know this - there are policies from above and countermeasures from below, especially those who manage prisons, who are rich in oil and water."

"The more banned the prison, the more money it makes. Not to mention cigarettes, alcohol, but also colorful magazines are the most profitable things in prisons."

"These things are shipped to prisons, and the prices are doubled, and distributed to the leaders of each prison, and the leaders doubled, and sold to the prisoners who are imprisoned - after a while, do you say this is profitable?"

Song Zhichao scratched his eyebrows with his left finger: "Then I don't care about the prison?"

"What do you care about it? The warden of the prison is now a ghost man named 'George'. He is clear about all this, but he turns a blind eye because he also has money and makes the most money."

"I'll understand after thinking about it. People come to Hong Kong from the UK to make money, because they are not going to come to Hong Kong to support our prison construction? - I'm with some murderers and robbers all day long. Normal people are going crazy, let alone they are still British gentlemen?"

"Besides, it's almost 97, and Hong Kong will return to the mainland by then. These British guys have a few good days to live. If you don't take the opportunity to make a fuck before returning, can you go back to the UK to eat shit?" After the male boss said that, he took a harsh sip of a cigarette.

Song Zhichao couldn't help asking: "Why are you not afraid of someone reporting this when he does this?"

"Report? Who will report it? This is so remote, Stanley Prison has always been a serious disaster area for the ghost man to make money. Seeing that the brother Le didn't have it just now? His name is Le Jun, he is the subordinate of the ghost man George, and the wife of the ghost man George. The two colluded with each other and were very cautious in doing things. They often played the edge ball. You don't have any evidence, and it's difficult to expose them!"

Song Zhichao was silent and asked the male boss again: "That's what it means, it's really hard for these people to deal with."

The male boss looked at Song Zhichao deeply: "That's not the case. The prison is so big, and many prison guards are good, but they were harmed by these bad apples - mainly because no one is willing to stand up. If they stand up, they will be in trouble."

Song Zhichao smiled and stopped talking.

I casually talked to the male boss.

The boss's eyes were rolling around Li Jiaxin, which made Song Zhichao a little annoyed and didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he ordered Ruan Ling to set off.

Before leaving, the male boss could no longer hold it back and said to Song Zhichao solemnly: "To be honest, little brother, your girlfriend looks very much like a person."

"Like who?"

"Li Jiaxin!"

Song Zhichao: “…”

The boss has a problem with his eyes, and he can't tell the difference between real people and fakes.

...

On the jeep in the distance—

The fat man asked the man in glasses: "Brother Le, you seemed to be very interested in those three people just now."

The man in glasses held his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Don't you think they are weird?"

The fat man thought for a moment: "A little bit - from the wilderness, handsome men and beautiful women, especially that woman, are so beautiful. By the way, they look similar to a female star."

The man in glasses - Le Jun glared at the fat man, "Are you thinking about the beautiful girl?"

The fat man was embarrassed to scratch his head: "The other woman is so ugly, the scar on her face looks like a centipede."

Le Jun was speechless, "You can't pay attention to that man?"

"Men? She's pretty handsome, she looks pretty cool."

"That's right, that's so arrogant, but driving such a broken car." Le Jun said, "Do you think it's suspicious?"

"Brother Le, after hearing what you said, it's really suspicious. Could it be..." The fat man stopped talking.

"It's very likely." Le Jun nodded, "This is the legendary private visit."

"Oh no, then he heard what we said?" The fat man became scared.

Le Jun smiled, "Are you scared?"

"Not afraid."

"Why aren't you afraid of trembling?"

"That's a little cold."

"Safety." Le Jun said, "How much can he be a Justice of Peace? Besides, I deliberately asked him to listen to what he said just now."

The fat man was stunned: "Why?"

"Because I want to give him a warning!" Le Jun said coldly. "Let him know who can't mess with here!"

Fatty: "..."
Chapter completed!