"It's hard to live with it, but you have to live with it." Ling Cang lay down on the bunk and crossed his legs high: "Otherwise, what should I do? I might be hit head-on and die."
"That's not true. I just feel that I have to find a way..."
"Don't think about it..." Ling Cang said and yawned: "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."
Lao Lai really couldn't figure out what Ling Cang was thinking. He knew that the current situation was not good, but he didn't show any anxiety at all. Considering that Ling Cang was very good at fighting, Lao Lai once suspected that Ling Cang had injured his brain while practicing martial arts when he was young.
At night, Director Ding called Ling Cang to the office.
The prison often talks to prisoners alone to do ideological work or to understand the conditions of the detainees, so no one will suspect anything.
"How are you these days?"
"Very good," Ling Cang stood there with a relaxed look. He was not as humble as other prisoners at all, but he still maintained the necessary respect: "Thank you for your concern,"
"This is what it should be," Director Ding sighed, and then said, "It is my job to allow you people to accept the transformation with peace of mind. If you have any requests, just ask them. As long as they are reasonable, we can do it." Consider contented,”
"I don't have any requirements, but I want to inquire about something..." Ling Cang looked at Director Ding and asked a little cautiously: "Are there many new people coming to the institute recently?"
This is said to be a work secret, but considering Ling Cang's special status, Director Ding briefly introduced it.
In recent times, the judicial system in Beijing has changed many leaders. The so-called "three things that new officials take office for". In order to achieve results as soon as possible, these new leaders not only improved work efficiency, but also handled some long-delayed cases.
As a result, many of the regular residents of the prison left. Those who had no serious problems were all released. Those who could not be released were transferred to labor camps or prisons. Later, many other overcrowded detention centers were transferred, and new cases were added. As a result, about one-third of the detainees in the entire Western Suburbs Detention Center have been replaced.
"Not only you detainees, our correctional department has also strengthened a lot. Many new people have been transferred..." Director Ding said, pointing to a guard next to him and introducing: "His name is Wang Jianwei, he is the new guard. Come, starting from today, I will be in charge of your chant,"
Wang Jianwei is more than 1.80 meters tall, handsome and arrogant. When he heard the director's words, he just nodded slightly towards Ling Cang as a greeting. From the beginning to the end, his face was upturned and his nostrils were raised. Almost facing the ceiling.
"Speaking of the new detainees..." Director Ding remembered something and asked Ling Cang, "I heard that you had some conflicts with them."
"It's nothing, just a little misunderstanding," Ling Cang shrugged and said nonchalantly, "It's fine now."
"It's fine. If there are any problems, I hope you can report them to me in time," Director Ding nodded, and then told Wang Jianwei: "Nothing's wrong. You can take Ling Cang back, just to get familiar with the situation of the house."
"Yes," Wang Jianwei nodded, led Ling Cang out of the office, looked around and saw that no one was around, Wang Jianwei lowered his voice and told Ling Cang: "I have heard about you, and I also know that you have some background, but I I want to tell you that in my house, you must be honest and honest. If you dare to cause trouble, I will still fix you."
"oh,"
"No matter what backstage you have outside..." With a cold smile, Wang Jianwei continued: "Here, I am the boss."
When they arrived at the cell, Wang Jianwei held a meeting for everyone. The content was nothing more than establishing authority. He wanted all the prisoners to know that he was now in charge of the cell, and everyone must obey his orders honestly. If there is any Anyone who knows something can report it to him privately at any time.
In any high-pressure regime, the methods are basically the same. First, forceful repression, and then differentiation to cultivate a group of people who support him. Ling Cang estimates that Wang Jianwei will develop cronies among the prisoners, who can make snitches at any time. From now on, any disturbances in this organization will not be hidden from Wang Jianwei's eyes.
Bai Youwen knew Zhang Yi was injured early on, but he didn't take it seriously. He had nothing to do today, so he went to the hospital with Cao Zhengqing and Yu Zhiqian to visit him.
"What?" After understanding the situation, Bai Youwen's entire face was distorted: "Both legs were broken,,"
"Yeah..." Zhang Yi was lying on the bed, with both legs in plaster, and his body was weak. Recalling the previous scene, he was still frightened: "First I was beaten in a nightclub... Then someone broke into the hospital. Come on, beat me again,"
"The security measures in this hospital are very strict..." Bai Youwen looked around and asked slowly: "Who is so brave that he can break in here and beat people?"
"I don't know, I'm still investigating..." Humiliation and pain surged into his heart, and tears filled Zhang Yi's eyes: "Not only did this damn hospital let the murderer in, but there were no clues at all afterwards, and the security guards and nurses all I was beaten unconscious, and nothing was captured on the surveillance camera... After I get out, I will definitely file a lawsuit and let this hospital use every penny to compensate me."
"Let's not talk about the hospital. You, Mr. Zhang, are not someone who is short of money..." Cao Zhengqing frowned and asked word by word: "Do you have any clues to determine who the other party is?"
"No," Zhang Yi shook his head: "No matter how you look at it, you and Ling Cang are not the same group..."
"Who are you talking about?" Bai Youwen was drinking water. When he heard the name, he almost spit out his voice.
"Ling Cang..." Zhang Yi replied weakly: "The person I fought with in the nightclub was named Ling Cang."
Bai Youwen knew early on that the man who fought with Zhang Yi was imprisoned in the detention center, but he didn't know his name: "Is that man from Minghai? He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses and his hair is a bit messy."
"Yes," Zhang Yi nodded and looked at Bai Youwen with a strange look: "You know him,"
"We have met twice, but we are not very familiar with each other," Bai Youwen smiled coldly and said nothing more.
The relationship between Bai Youwen and Ling Cang was not just a two-way relationship, it was simply a bad relationship.
Speaking of which, the deaths of Bai Youwen's two most capable men, Old Man Peng and Chen Xinnan, were all related to Ling Cang. Later, the blood tiger he carefully cultivated, along with the Bai family's Xizhuang in Minghai, were burned to ashes. Although there was no There is no direct evidence, but Bai Youwen intuitively believes that this matter is also related to Ling Cang.
Whenever he thinks of the deaths of these three men, Bai Youwen will feel a pang of pain.
Any very good person usually has someone to rely on. What Bai Youwen relied on was his capable subordinates. However, half of these subordinates were lost before they even did anything.
Cultivating a capable subordinate often takes a long time and requires investing a lot of resources. For example, Old Man Peng was left to Bai Youwen by his father; another example is Blood Tiger, who has used countless precious medicinal materials over the years.
Bai Youwen was narrow-minded, and after suffering such a big loss, he naturally wanted to take revenge on Ling Cang, but the fire in Xizhuang made him dare not act rashly.
Although Bai Youwen is equally arrogant, there is one difference from Zhang Yi, that is, he is more measured. He knows that there are many powerful mysterious forces in the world, and is worried that he will come into contact with such forces, so before the matter in Xizhuang is found out, He felt that he should be as cautious as possible.
It was precisely for this reason that Bai Youwen took the initiative to seek peace with Ling Cang.
However, after suing for peace, Bai Youwen has been very busy. His family is engaged in export processing and manufacturing. In recent years, due to the economic crisis, foreign orders have decreased significantly and the company has been in recession. He has been busy with business matters and has not been able to take care of other things. Recently, I just had some free time and conducted a careful investigation, only to find that the matter in Xizhuang was still a mystery.
"Ling Cang..." Bai Youwen gritted his teeth. After a while, he said bitterly: "Before I could repair you, you came to the door yourself..."
"Zhang Yi..." Cao Zhengqing took a deep breath and said worriedly: "So you were hurt so badly, why didn't you tell me earlier..."
Zhang Yi told the other three people before that he only said that he was injured in a fight, but did not dare to say how serious the injury was. After all, he is also a prince from the capital, and it is very shameful for him to lie on the bed in such a mess, but now it has developed At this level, he couldn't admit it, but he couldn't do it: "I... was afraid that you would be worried,"
Cao Zhengqing shook his head slowly: "Can we not worry..."
"Everything must be done step by step. We can slowly find out who those people are in the hospital later. Let's talk about Ling Cang first..." Yu Zhiqian wanted to smoke, but when he thought this was a hospital, he put the cigarette back: "What are you going to do? "
"Since he broke one of my legs..." Zhang Yi smiled coldly and said word by word: "I'm going to break his tendons and hamstrings."
Bai Youwen asked with a half-smile, "So you have already arranged someone,"
"That's right," Zhang Yi nodded: "And two groups of people took action at the same time in the detention center."
"Are you confident?"
"Of course," Zhang Yi smiled triumphantly: "I spent so much money, how dare they not do things well,"
Bai Youwen felt that Zhang Yi was still too naive. There was no necessary connection between the amount of money spent and the probability of success. However, since Zhang Yi said so, he could not dampen his enthusiasm: "If you need help, just ask."
"No, don't worry," Zhang Yi shook his head hurriedly: "I can take care of Ling Cang, just a mere one."
"Awen..." Cao Zhengqing patted Bai Youwen on the shoulder and winked: "Come with me to the bathroom."