A black car with a license plate that traffic police basically dare not stop drove out of the parking lot and headed towards the suburbs.
The car was traveling extremely fast, and the old man's expression in the car was urgent and worried.
By now, he could no longer deal with it calmly.
Even, in the old man's mind, there is only one person who can solve the problem in front of him.
And he may not be able to invite this person.
"Drive faster." The old man urged uneasily.
Hearing this, the driver bit the bullet and increased the speed to 150 yards.
Even though it's not in a busy city, the traffic flow in this area is still huge. In this situation, apart from the brain damage caused by racing, there are only one hundred thousand urgent matters left.
The old man has been in charge of the national security for more than ten years, so naturally he can only be the latter.
He shakily lit a cigarette, and his slightly sparse eyebrows were tightly knitted together, unable to relax.
The destination of this trip is one that many people only hear about by name but not by name. But for an old man, this kind of place is a place he can never come to for the rest of his life, preferably for the rest of his life. To be frightening, let alone a place like Fang Zhongtang. Big bosses at the ministerial level, even those at the deputy state level who are one level above him, avoid talking about this place.
You know, all the prisoners in this place are state felons. Even if prisoners who have committed crimes want to enter, they have to consider whether they are qualified.
An hour's drive,
When Fang Zhongtang got out of the car, he couldn't help but straighten his back, walked through the iron bars with stern eyes, and walked towards the inner floor.
From a certain angle, this place is actually just a courtyard.
But if the people in this courtyard were still in their original positions, Fang Zhongtang would not dare to offend anyone.
Of course, even if he came in, Fang Zhongtang had no urge to offend him.
People often say that if you don't go to Yanjing, you won't know how high-ranking officials are. If you don't come to this courtyard, you will never imagine that so many high-ranking officials in China have been dismissed.
Fang Zhongtang is a courtyard that one can enter alone.
After entering the courtyard, he was quickly met by the person in charge of the courtyard whom he had contacted before, and then entered an office to talk with him.
There was a cup of tea on the table, and the aroma was very fragrant, but Fang Zhongtang was not interested in tasting the tea at all. He just sat on the chair, his eyes fixed on the face of one of the people in charge, and asked softly: "When can I meet you?" he."
"It's a good chance that you came here." The person in charge, who was about fifty years old, said with a wry smile, "He is still on his lunch break."
Fang Zhongtang looked at his watch and sighed: "Then we can only wait."
The person in charge picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked, "Something big has happened."
"Otherwise I wouldn't have come to see him." Fang Zhongtang lit a cigarette and added, "He has really never been out in these years."
"No." The person in charge shook his head, "Not only has he never been out, but only a few people in China know that he is here."
Fang Zhongtang understood,
The fact that he is here is an extremely secret thing. He knows that it is because he needs someone to send him a message. If not, he will never think that he is hiding here.
Every time he thought about him hiding here, Fang Zhongtang felt funny and absurd.
In this kind of place, any superior person would keep a sufficient distance, but he has stayed here for more than 20 years. This is really not something that ordinary people can stay.
Half an hour passed, and there was a sudden knock on the door of the office where the two of them were.
"Please come in." The person in charge said calmly,
A staff member from the yard came in, wearing a uniform, but with a very awkward expression. After being approved to enter the office, he said to his boss: "Mr. Lin is up, but he asked me to report it to you. "
"What does it reflect?" The person in charge's expression changed and he sat up straight involuntarily.
"The Peking duck at noon was too old and lacked texture. He hopes that the steak for dinner will not be too cooked, otherwise he will lose his temper." The staff passed on Mr. Lin's original words from his mouth,
"Huh," the person in charge exhaled heavily, waved his hand and said, "I understand, you can go out first."
"yes."
After the staff left, the person in charge shrugged helplessly: "You want him to go out. I hope he goes out more than you do. Let's go. Since Mr. Lin has already gotten up, I'm not afraid of being disturbed."
Fang Zhongtang got up and followed the person in charge to the place where Mr. Lin lived.
No matter what, except for the staff, everyone else in this yard is an iron prison, and Mr. Lin is no exception.
But the iron prison where he lived was a bit too big.
The windows are larger than others, and there are curtains.
"Mr. Lin goes to bed late and wakes up late, but too much sunlight will affect Mr. Lin's sleep in the morning. I previously suggested a room with poor lighting, but Mr. Lin refused because he could not absorb enough sunlight and it was not good for the skin, so he just You can close the curtains." The person in charge said with a wry smile,
Fang Zhongtang knew where Mr. Lin was, but it was his first time coming in, so he was extremely shocked.
I actually enjoy such treatment here,
Damn, incredible,
Walking through the quiet corridor, I smelled a strong smell of smoke before reaching the door. Even an old smoker like Fang Zhongtang could smell it quickly.
Standing at the iron gate, Fang Zhongtang was shocked again.
The iron prison is huge,
A conservative estimate is about fifteen square meters.
There is a single, Simmons,
Next to Simmons, there is an expensive desktop computer, and next to it is a pot of radiation-proof emerald green cactus...
In front of the computer, a man with disheveled hair is focusing on the keyboard with his left hand and the mouse with his right hand. He has a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth and is working hard. His right foot is in a slipper and his left foot is resting on a pony. He is full of otaku style.
Fang Zhongtang was about to speak, but was quickly stopped by the person in charge.
"When Mr. Lin is playing games, no one can interrupt him." The person in charge said alarmingly,
When Fang Zhongtang heard this, he had no choice but to shut his mouth wisely.
About a quarter of an hour later, the man with black hair that completely covered his neck finally slapped his shoulder and cursed: "Teammates who are like pigs."
Fang Zhongtang's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Lin, what game are you playing?"
"Pull, lull."
The man spread his arms, stood up and stretched, then turned around casually,
This is a very tall man, conservatively estimated to be around 185 years old. His hair is long and his beard is also long. His beard is not as short as that of a certain bearded director.
But no matter how sloppy his appearance is, he can't hide his unparalleled handsome face.
The eyes are big and bright, the eyebrows are set into the temples, the nose is straight and delicate, both from the front and the side, it has a certain altitude, the mouth shape is perfect, and the lips are slightly pursed, which will create a very beautiful arc.
He held a cigarette in his big hand, kicked the person in charge and cursed: "If you continue to perfuse me during dinner, don't blame me for falling out."
"I don't dare." The person in charge smiled bitterly.
"Brother, please." The man waved the person in charge away like a fly.
Then his eyes fell on Fang Zhongtang,
"Tell me what's going on." He sat down on the bed, threw a betel nut into his mouth, and chewed it hard.
"Your son was beaten." Fang Zhongtang said in a very cautious tone,
"How refreshing, isn't he often beaten?" The man crossed his legs and puffed out a puff of smoke, "You come to me every time he is beaten, and you don't let me masturbate."
"His opponent is very difficult this time." Fang Zhongtang really didn't want to waste any more time and said in one breath, "The Bai family's Bai Twelve."
When the man heard this, he jumped up from the bed and shouted at the top of his voice: "Old man, open the door, I want to escape from prison."
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Fang Zhongtang sat tremblingly next to this fierce man, his smoking hand trembling.
He always thought that his concentration was excellent, but when faced with this man who behaved strangely and horribly, he could not remain calm no matter what.
In this most severe and terrifying prison in the country, he actually only shouted "I want to escape", and then the person in charge who had been drinking tea and chatting with him before fetched the key and opened the door for him. Before leaving, I just stuffed a pack of tribute cigarettes into his pocket.
If the man hadn't been unable to carry it, he might have moved a box directly.
The suit was given to him by the person in charge. Before leaving, the man spent five minutes taking a shower, and then groomed himself in the car with a razor and hairspray.
After cutting his hair and shaving his beard, the man's shockingly handsome face finally emerged.
Fang Zhongtang turned his head slightly and glanced at the man, and said strangely: "He is really your biological child."
"I'm also skeptical." The man curled his lips, "I suspect that you went to the orphanage to give birth to the wrong child. When you see someone, the first thing you do is go to the hospital for a paternity test."
One is extremely handsome, the other is ordinary and featureless,
If not a man,
"If you think that my appearance is a result of plastic surgery, I will cordially greet all the women in your family." The man cleverly curbed the vicious thoughts that were spreading in Fang Zhongtang's heart, "By the way, how tall is he."
"One meter eight."
"Dwarf."
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I drank too much yesterday and I still haven’t recovered yet. I’ll try to write more tomorrow. Sorry~
