However, the police officer said that he was suspected of a major case and that he could not meet or contact his family members or even hire a lawyer until the case went to trial.
Ma Lan was filled with hatred, but she had nowhere to vent her anger.
After entering the high wall of the detention center, the police immediately took Ma Lan to go through the detention procedures.
The procedure is very complicated. Not only do you have to take photos and verify your identity, you also have to take off all your clothes and hand them over to the detention center, and then put on the prison uniforms and uniform daily necessities provided by the detention center.
After Ma Lan changed into her prison uniform, the two police officers who sent her here had left. From now on, everything about her was under the management of the detention center.
A female prison guard took her into the prison area and introduced her as usual: "There are twenty people in a cell here. They get up at six o'clock every morning, turn off the lights at ten o'clock in the evening, and have three meals a day.
They all eat in their cells."
After saying that, she glanced at Ma Lan and said expressionlessly: "But the meals are rationed, and your body may not be able to fully eat them. If you need any food or daily necessities, you can ask your family to provide them."
You put some money in your name, and then you can buy things at the canteen inside."
"That's great!" Ma Lan asked hurriedly: "How do I contact my family?!"
Only then did the female prison guard remember what the police officer had told Ma Lan when she was brought here, so she said with a cold face: "I almost forgot, you are a suspect in a major criminal case and cannot have contact with the outside world for the time being.
So if you don’t feel full, think of it as a diet!”
When Ma Lan heard this, she suddenly felt desperate again.
At this moment, she suddenly thought that Mrs. Xiao and Xiao Weiwei's grandson and grandson seemed to have been imprisoned in the detention center. She would not run into them, right?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
But soon the tension disappeared.
It doesn't matter if he meets Old Mrs. Xiao and Xiao Weiwei. Old Mrs. Xiao is a bad old woman. If she dares to fight with him, he can kick her half-life away!
As for Xiao Weiwei, although this little girl is young, she is just a little girl who has no fingers in the spring water. Her small body can't even carry two laps in front of the mahjong table. If she really wants to fight with him, only two people can do it.
About the slap.
At this time, the prison guard pointed to the cell not far ahead and said, "Ma Lan, that's cell 025, you'll be here from now on!"
Ma Lan nodded hurriedly.
At the same time, in Cell No. 025, Mrs. Xiao had just calmed down a little under the comfort of everyone.
She really didn't expect that the inmates in the cell would be so sympathetic to her. Everyone gathered around and comforted her with words, which made her feel a lot more comfortable.
Xiao Weiwei's mood is much better than when she first entered the detention center.
She had thought that the detention center must be like in the movies, full of bullies of all kinds, and newcomers who came in would be bullied, humiliated, and even deprived of food, but she didn't expect that it could be so warm inside.
Just then, someone looked at the door and shouted: "There's a new guy here again!"
Outside the iron gate, the female prison guard opened the cell where Mrs. Xiao was, pushed Ma Lan into the cell, and said, "Go in and reflect!"
As soon as Ma Lan was pushed in, the iron door was closed again.
She looked nervously at the other prisoners in the cell and found that they were all gathered around a lower bunk. She was a little surprised and thought to herself: "Why are these old ladies gathered in a circle? Are they listening to a story?"
At this time, Mrs. Xiao, who was surrounded by the crowd, recognized Ma Lan at a glance. She trembled in shock, and then shouted with splitting eyes, "Ma Lan! You, a shrew, are here today!"
