Of course Dida couldn't guess it. If he could guess it, there would be no need to ask Geng Dan.
Geng Dan's speed was indeed fast, but it was far from the speed of bullets. She just stared at Wei Dalong's finger that was about to pull the trigger. When she noticed how hard his finger was, she moved her head to the side and pulled the trigger.
The direction of the muzzle was moved out of the way, and when he fired, he just dodged it, and then got the fatal blow. If Wei Dalong had fired earlier, when she moved her steps, he could have fired twice.
The gun was so far away that she couldn't see the movements of her fingers, and naturally she couldn't dodge the bullet. It was his hesitation and fear that cost him his life.
The news of Wei Dalong's murder soon spread, and Chen Tian, who had been killed as a loser, was furious and slapped the table and cursed.
"Isn't it just that Wei Dalong died?" Huang Huanran, who was sitting aside, was very calm.
"Isn't this as simple as killing Wei Dalong? Mr. Huang knew that Wei Dalong was mine, yet he attacked him. What does that mean? He provoked me?" Chen Tian stared: "I must avenge this.
, if I can swallow such a breath, how can I, Chen Tian, hang out in the future?"
"Before Wei Dalong died, Mr. Huang started to kill women." Huang Huanran took out a cigarette, put it on the table and banged it for a few times, then put it under his nose and smelled it.
"It's none of my business if a woman dies." Chen Tian was completely immersed in the pain of his own death.
"Why did he die? Who killed him? Why did Mr. Huang attack Wei Dalong?" Huang Huanran smiled and put his cigarette in his mouth, but he was not in a hurry to light it.
"You mean someone is causing trouble to make Mr. Huang think that I killed him? That's why he attacked my people?" Chen Tian finally calmed down a little.
"Since someone can make Mr. Huang think that you killed his woman, he can make you think that it was Mr. Huang who killed Wei Dalong. This is the most basic truth. There must be many things we don't know about it."
Huang Huanran lit up the cigarette leisurely: "If you don't trace everything back to its source, you will only see the surface."
"Did Wei Dalong just die like this? Did he die in vain?" Chen Tiantian said in a loud voice.
"Talk, talk to Mr. Huang."
The prisoners in the prison are taking a break. Since Zhou Fuhai became the acting warden, the prisoners are not forced to work overburdened every day. They are given two days of rest per week, and their working time is limited to eight hours.
, The amount of work done cannot be used as the basis for fully measuring whether a person is eligible for a reduced sentence. The level of knowledge must also be improved. Only after mastering a certain amount of knowledge and abilities can one become a useful talent after leaving prison. Instead of just being out of jail.
I worked hard to get a job and get out of prison as soon as possible and continue to struggle at the bottom of society. If I come back after a long time, I might as well stay in there and study hard.
Watching a group of female prisoners talking and laughing in the empty space, Zhou Fuhai felt a sense of pride sincerely. Before, the prison was a lifeless place.
This is the new breath he is currently bringing to this prison reform.
"What are you looking at?" Zhang Ting was lying on the railing next to Zhou Fuhai, expressionless.
"Look at them, how nice they are." Zhou Fuhai pointed at a group of prisoners and said: "This should not be a place that makes them feel scared, it should be a stage for them to be positive and repent."
"Wei Dalong is dead." Zhang Ting said very calmly.
"You're not sad." Zhou Fuhai turned around and leaned on the railing, staring at Zhang Ting for a while.
"I thought I would be very sad, but I didn't expect that I didn't feel anything at all." Zhang Ting shook her head: "I just feel sorry for him. As a human being, if you do unjust things, you will die."
"Are you warning me?" Zhou Fuhai disagreed.
"So you have been doing a lot of injustice?" Zhang Ting said, "You were the one who killed him, right?"
"I don't have that ability. If it was really me who killed him, could I still stand here honestly?" Zhou Fuhai spread his hands to show that he was innocent.
"Even if you didn't kill him, he died because of you." Zhang Ting said with certainty: "I know that he recently found a woman named Lu Xiaoya, but her identity is not an innocent student at all, but
There is a young lady in the provincial capital, why didn’t Wei Dalong want to go and check it out?”
"The authorities are just crazy." Zhou Fuhai took out his cigarette, hesitated for a moment, lit it, and took a deep puff. What Zhang Ting could find, others could too.
"She is a friend of a girl named Jasmine, and Jasmine is yours." Zhang Ting looked at Zhou Fuhai: "What do you think I should think about?"
"You want to expose me?" Zhou Fuhai stood out from a cloud of smoke, and his face was filled with smoke.
"You can step on other people's shoulders, why can't I?" Zhang Ting became increasingly calm: "From the moment I knew he had another woman, I knew it was a conspiracy and started to investigate.
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