When Mei Qian was escorted back to the cell, it was time to relax.
Ning Chi came over with a smile: "Brother Qian, looking at you, it seems you have some good news?"
Mei Qian couldn't help but be stunned. Did he show it so obviously?
But he denied it: "There's no good news. It's just a trial. It happens every few days. I'm used to it."
"I don't think so. The procuratorate hasn't come over for more than a month. Brother Qian should be out soon, either on bail pending trial or acquitted." Ning Chi said with certainty.
Mei Qian lit up a cigarette and smiled: "With your good words, I've had enough of living in this miserable place."
"Brother Qian, I'm going out too." Ning Chi suddenly drooped his face: "The lawyer said that my crime is not serious and I may have to pay some fines. I will probably go out in the next few days."
"It's a good thing that you don't have to go to jail. Why do you look unhappy?" Mei Qian asked curiously. Through this period of contact, he also knew that the other party's crime was not serious, but there were many people involved and the case was complicated. Now he can get out.
There is no need to be sentenced, which is great news, but this guy has a sad face, how can he not be surprised?
"Although I don't have a criminal record, I guess I can't keep my job." Ning Chi still sighed: "And I can't bear to leave you. I don't want to leave."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you know what kind of place this is?" Mei Qian scolded him with a frown, then patted the other party's shoulder and softened his tone: "No matter what, it's best if you can leave. Find a stable one after you go out.
Don’t do anything illegal at work.”
"I understand! Thank you, Brother Qian!" Ning Chi nodded solemnly, and then returned to his usual smiling appearance...
---------------
In the blink of an eye, two days passed, and the news about Xinglin Mountain was broadcast. The popularity level has been rising very well, and it is about to meet the requirements for the special lottery.
But Mei Qian himself really doesn’t want these popularity points. The news content will definitely not be high-end. Even if he becomes Mei during the broadcast, or even mosaics, the image of embarrassment and embarrassment will be exposed without his consent. I don’t know how it will be arranged by the outside world.
, who can be happy?
It is worth mentioning that Mei Qian exposed something during a visit to the underground altar, but except for the first day back, the captain named Qin Sen never came to interrogate him again, presumably because he could not find a reason to deal with him.
He felt that he was not far away from regaining his freedom.
Adding up the positives and negatives, Mei Qian's detention experience should theoretically be considered peaceful.
But what the real situation is, I'm afraid only he himself knows.
As a temporary detention center, the detention center has people coming and going.
A guy like Mei Qian, who changes cells three times a month, has been a newcomer and an old man, and his roommates are always changing.
Some were sentenced and escorted to prison to serve their sentences, some had short-term sentences and stayed here to undergo rehabilitation, some were withdrawn by the police and regained their freedom, or some were released on bail pending trial and placed under residential surveillance if they met the conditions. Of course, there were even some who had committed the death penalty and were about to die.
And those who are about to leave are either very sad, very happy, or extremely depressed.
Mei Qian looked at them with eyes that were either full of sympathy, unable to conceal envy, or had complicated emotions, and tried to treat them calmly.
Ning Chi was the one he envied. Although he suffered a lot, he regained his freedom.
The night before his release, he scattered all the snacks he had accumulated, but he gave the most to Mei Qian.
Even if others are dissatisfied, they won't say anything. First, they are worried about Mei Qian's "status" here. Second, the two of them are usually close, so it is normal to give them more preferential treatment.
This is considered entertainment time in the evening. Everyone either watches TV and plays cards, or eats together.
Ning Chi leaned next to Mei Qian who was reading, looking hesitant and uneasy.
"What? You really don't want to leave?" Mei Qian glanced at the other party and joked with a smile.
"Brother, I used to like your novels. After reading this for more than a month, I won't accept anyone but you. You are my idol, how about I be your little brother?" Ning Chi started to flatter you.
"Be my little brother?" Mei Qian looked weird. He is still an idol. Are there any idols who have such a miserable life?
He hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "No, I'm really not a tomb robber, let alone a black man." Then he lowered his eyes, a light flashed in his eyes, and then made a sad face: "In my situation, I can be locked up for a year and a half.
Good luck. I still don’t know where I will go in the future!”
Ning Chi opened his eyes wide and whispered: "Brother, if I can't find a good job again and you go out again, let me follow you!"
Mei Qian closed the novel in his hand, looked at each other seriously, and then smiled: "We have been together several times since we changed prisons. It seems quite destined." He lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked: "Do you really want to follow me?"
"I will do whatever you want me to do without any ambiguity." Ning Chi swore firmly.
Mei Qian: "Can you drive?"
Seeing the other party nodding hurriedly, he then said: "Okay, it just so happens that my current assistant is a little girl, and some things are more inconvenient. If I go out soon, you can be my assistant!"
After that, he opened the book again, lowered his head to read, and never looked at the other person again...
It has to be said that Ning Chi's flattery coincides with Mei Qian's own inference.
On the third day, just after breakfast, the detention center guard sent me a notice of acquittal.
This time, he finally no longer had to look at others strangely, but instead calmly accepted the envy, compliments and congratulations from his roommates.
Completing a series of signings, collecting personal belongings, etc., seemed sudden, but in fact it was inevitable. Without the court pronouncing the verdict or notifying his family, Mei Qian took off his vest, carried a travel bag stuffed with clothes, and quietly
He walked out of the detention center gate silently.
For some reason, the ecstasy he originally expected did not appear in him. There was no car coming to pick him up outside the door, and there were no reporters who had imagined tit-for-tat with him.
The door was empty except for the noise of the steel door closing and the pieces of paper blown up by the autumn wind.
If we go by the descriptions in movies and TV shows, we would feel desolate, desolate, and lonely at this time.
Mei Qian smiled to himself. He knew that the moment he stepped out of the iron gate, it meant that he had completely gotten rid of his identity as a criminal suspect.
Without handcuffs, seeing the early autumn sunshine again and breathing the free air felt like a world away...