Back at the detention center, the guard who first had a conflict with Teng Ying came again, but this time the handiwork he brought was not given to Teng Ying, and this was already the main thing that Teng Ying spent time on every day, "Why?

Not to me?"

"Didn't you want to do it at that time?" The guard still seemed to have not forgotten that Teng Ying was unable to get her off the stage that day. It seemed that she had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Seeing that Teng Ying remained silent, she continued: "The suspect here needs labor, but the criminal does not."

When she spoke, she deliberately emphasized the word "criminal". These words seemed to be an understatement, but they were extremely vicious and deeply hurt Teng Ying's pain points.

Teng Ying suddenly raised her head, her eyes blood red.

The guard chuckled. She had the advantage and didn't care at all. She held some of the things in her hand in front of Teng Ying contemptuously, "Just do what you want. I have never seen such a prisoner."

"You!" Teng Ying was trembling with anger. The more this happened, the prouder the prison guard became. Then she turned around and said: "When you go to prison to serve your sentence and be reformed, you will thank me then, and you will know how much I care for you.

kindness."

Grievance, loss, anger, and helplessness came to her heart at the same time. She had not cried in the past few months in the detention center, but today she couldn't help it and cried uncontrollably, without any grace.

Time passed day by day, and the weather became colder and colder. Ever since the verdict came down, Teng Ying had been worried every day. She prayed all the time that the hour hand on the watch could move slower and the date on the calendar could stay one more day.

After dinner, Teng Ying was moved to the new prison cell. The space was still small, it was still a bunkhouse, and it was still cold and damp. However, compared with the overcrowding before, there were only a few scattered people here.

What was supposed to come would come sooner or later. She knew that the prison would come to pick her up tomorrow, and the darkest page in her life would soon be opened.

At this time, Teng Ying discovered that standing in heaven and looking at hell was just a thought, but standing in hell and looking at heaven, she realized that it was so far away... Salvation and redemption were only in a thought.

Late at night, the north wind is biting, mixed with a few snowflakes from time to time. The biting cold wind seems unwilling to be blocked outside the iron window. It flows into the house along the cracks and blows on the window frame, making a whining sound. Inside the house

Everyone was asleep, except Teng Ying who didn't sleep a wink.

She didn't dare to close her eyes, she was afraid of falling asleep. This was her last night in the detention center. She didn't dare to imagine what she would be like after tomorrow. Even now, she still doesn't have the courage to face reality.

Thinking of this, she thought of death again, but suicide was obviously impossible under such circumstances.

In the early morning, the crisp sound of the door opening woke up Teng Ying, who had just fallen asleep. Teng Ying dragged heavy steps and walked out of the prison cell under the escort of police officers, and slowly walked toward the door.

The cold wind was biting, blowing on Teng Ying's thin body, which made her look so weak. At this time, several prison guards outside were putting their feet up to warm up their bodies. Judging from their expressions, they were already a little impatient because of the end of the year.

, there are not many female prisoners sent to prison, there are only five in this batch including Teng Ying.

It was too cold outside. After a simple process, the female prisoners got into the prison car one by one. Teng Ying was the last one. She didn’t know how she got into the prison car. She only felt a little pain in her armpits. As she heard a harsh sound,

Siren blaring, the prison van drove out of the detention center and headed towards the Provincial Women's Prison.

There was mist outside the window, just like my current mood. Through the car window, I looked at the distant mountains shrouded in clouds and mist. It was a beautiful sight, but the people in the car had no intention of enjoying it.

Following a long siren, two huge iron doors slowly opened. Above the iron doors were the words Women's Prison in large red letters.

People are always curious, and even when faced with scary things, they always want to take a first look. These people subconsciously looked out the window, and the result was obvious. What they could see were prison buildings covered with iron windows and distant places.

High wall grid.

Teng Ying got out of the car mechanically, and a prison guard took out a list and started calling names, and then several people lined up and walked towards the prison area.

After entering the prison area, the process of entering the prison did not begin. Instead, a few people sat on a small bench and a prison guard conducted a simple counseling process. The main purpose was to appease their emotions, guide them to accept the reality, and initially complete the process of psychological reconciliation.

The role has changed, but these words made Teng Ying heartbroken. The transformation from a police officer to a female prisoner was not easy.

A criminal registration form was placed in front of Teng Ying. At this time, Teng Ying was still struggling in her heart. She could not accept this reality. The pen hanging in the air refused to come down, "Fill it in, I know you."

At this time, a voice came from Teng Ying's ear. The man looked at Teng Ying kindly and said, "I am your ward chief. If you have any questions, you can come to me." Hearing this, Teng Ying had a lot of thoughts.

A year ago, she was also the ward director, and now she finally understood what it felt like to have ups and downs.

Teng Ying felt that a whole century had passed, and every word she wrote was extremely heavy. When it came to family members, Teng Ying stopped writing again, and the warden chief whispered: "Write it, I have already explained it.

I will keep it a secret for you."

"What about them?"

"all good."

"The rest of the journey is up to you." Then he glanced at the door and said, "Go ahead, we're all waiting for you."

Teng Ying slowly followed the team, went through the prison inspection, and gradually handed over her belongings. At this time, everything about her no longer belonged to her. She was like a slaughtered Mianyang, at her mercy.

After the contraband inspection, several female prisoners walked in. The person here, Teng Ying, had a very familiar face, it was Yun'e. But Yun'e didn't care about Teng Ying, as if she had never seen her before.

The guard left no room for negotiation and said: "The prison stipulates that prisoners must have short hair close to their ears." Then he told several female prisoners to start haircutting the new arrivals.

Yun'e walked up to Teng Ying and said to Teng Ying: "Let go."

After hearing this, Teng Ying slowly loosened her tie, and her long flowing hair fell on her shoulders. Yun'e picked up the scissors and made a few strokes on Teng Ying's hair. She had already grown this long hair.

After a few years, she was full of reluctance at this time, and suddenly Teng Ying lost her voice and said: "No! Wait."

With a click, Yun'e's scissors directly cut off Teng Ying's long hair from her neck, "Don't, don't, don't..." Teng Ying begged, tears kept flowing down, but Yun'e didn't show any mercy.

The scissors were manipulated deftly in Yun'e's hands. First, she cut Teng Ying's hair short, then trimmed her ears and bangs to standard. In just a few minutes, Teng Ying's original long black hair disappeared, and instead became neatly trimmed.

The ear-length short hair.

...

The hot water rushed over Teng Ying's body, washing away all the fatigue of Teng Ying these days, but it could not wash away Teng Ying's sorrow.

After coming out, Yun'e handed a stack of prison uniforms that looked like handicrafts to Teng Ying. With the navy blue clothes and the white stripes on the shoulders, no one would want to destroy this work of art. When Teng Ying reached out and touched it,

When it reached the end, her hand bounced back like an electric shock, and the prison uniform fell to the ground. Teng Ying said in horror: "No, Xiao'e, don't let me wear this, I can't wear this."

This was the second time Teng Ying prayed to Yun'e, but there was no mercy in Yun'e's eyes. Following the guard's scolding, Teng Ying picked up the prison uniforms and put them on one by one.

Criminal: Teng Ying, number: 00531, control limit: Level 1 strict control.

Teng Ying put the badge on her chest and lined up to take photos. The eyes of the two prison guards in charge of taking pictures were full of persistence and disgust, as if they had seen something dirty. Teng Ying held up a sign with her name and number written on it.

, took photos in four directions under the illumination of flash lights, and was then escorted by prison guards to the prison area.

At the door of the prison area was a mirror. Teng Ying raised her head and saw in front of the mirror a woman in prison uniform with a slightly bloated body and a decadent figure. Teng Ying's eyes were red. This person was none other than the normal person.

It's myself.

She had never thought, nor dared to think, that she would become like this. In just one year, her role had undergone such earth-shaking changes, and she felt such a gap, God, what on earth is happening!

An iron door slowly opened. When the people inside heard it, they immediately stood up and said in unison: "Report."

"This is new here, you can teach her."

"yes."

"Zheng Ling, Li Ran and Teng Ying, you three will form a team."

"yes!"

Teng Ying stood at the door, holding the daily necessities and toiletries distributed by the prison in her hands, her head bowed deeply.

The guard said: "Starting from today, you will undergo three months of incarceration education in the No. 5 Women's Prison. You must clearly understand your identity as a criminal, strictly abide by disciplines, obey orders, study hard, and actively reform. Do you understand?"

The supervisor said sternly.

Teng Ying nodded lightly and said nothing.

"You have to answer, yes or understand! Do you know?" the guard said sternly.

"yes."

"go in."

Teng Ying did not obey the discipline's orders and stood at the door, refusing to step into the iron gate. Because this small step would be an unbearable step in her life. Until now, Teng Ying is still hugging her.

If you are lucky, you are still waiting for a miracle to happen.

But with the urging and pushing from the discipline, I still involuntarily stepped into the door where all my hopes were shattered.

Teng Ying covered herself in the quilt and sobbed gently until there were no more tears. Then she came out of the quilt and stared blankly at the roof. At this time, she was completely despairing.

When I walked out of the police academy and entered this sacred profession, how could I have thought that this road would be so thorny and difficult? I didn't seek high-ranking officials, big salaries, or fame, I just wanted to build a relationship with my beloved.

A small nest, give birth to children, and honor your parents for the rest of your life.

Now the walls of that small nest are in ruins, the family is ruined, the parents are separated by a wall and have no way to fulfill their filial piety, and my future is just dark.

Thinking of this, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. The pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe. She looked around at the high walls, electric fences, iron windows and railings. She was just a bird in a cage, unable to change anything. She had already lost her life, and thought again.
Chapter completed!