Jin Zhang has been detained for two days. Since he was brought to this place yesterday, he has never eaten anything. Even if it was the water sent by the guard, he would not take a sip.
The bowl of rice that had just been delivered at noon today was still sitting there, and he didn't even touch it with his chopsticks.
There was also a young man with short hair who was locked up with him. He was wearing a dirty white T-shirt and was eating big food. He made a sound of "babababababa" while eating, looking like he was enjoying it.
.
He has really become completely accustomed to prison life and has calmly accepted his identity as a prisoner.
Jin Zhang glanced at him with disgust, moved his body to the side, and put his head on his knees.
The flat boy didn't mind at all, and was even a little secretly happy.
He glanced at Jin Zhang and reached out to take his box of lunch, with uncontrollable joy in his eyes.
It's great to be locked up with these two fools, and you can eat for two.
So cool ~
"Hey, are you new here?"
The young boy asked tentatively.
It's better to check again, so as not to have a good meal and be snatched away by him.
“If you don’t eat for one meal, how can you not eat for one meal?”
Jin Zhang was still looking at the ground blankly, not paying attention to him at all.
The young boy had a mouthful of rice in his mouth and began to educate him vaguely.
"I'm telling you, if you wait for the sentence, ten years, twenty years, even if you are sentenced to life, you still have to eat!"
After hearing this, the corners of Jin Zhang's mouth twitched, a feeling of nausea surged up from his stomach, and he vomited.
Jin Zhang knelt in the corner, vomiting all over the floor, and a stench came over him, making him look extremely disgusting.
He has lived for more than 50 years, and this must be his most miserable life, he thought.
If I hadn't developed with Zhao Yingling, would everything be different?
No one can tell the prisoner.
It was he who gave up the beautiful life of his wife and children and chose this path of no return.
Perhaps, this is how it should be.
............
Jian Da sat in the taxi, his mind went blank.
In my memory, I stayed at home with Fan Xiaoai last night, and she said something. Later, I fell asleep in a daze, completely unconscious.
When he woke up, it was already the next morning. His mobile phone and wallet were all missing. Fan Xiaoai left quietly and didn't answer her calls.
What the hell is this woman up to?
An uneasy feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart.
When the car stopped, Jian Da threw a hundred-dollar bill and rushed out of the car, not even bothering to ask for change.
He rushed into the beauty salon desperately.
"Hello, I'm looking for Fan Xiaoai."
Back home, Jian Da slumped on the sofa in despair. He had already asked almost all of Fan Xiaoai's friends, but there was no whereabouts of her.
According to people at the beauty salon, Fan Xiaoai officially resigned yesterday, but when she came to see him with soup, she didn't show it at all.
This woman is so terrible.
Jian Da was about to collapse at this moment. He was not worried about Fan Xiaoai's safety. What really concerned him was the things Fan Xiaoai had taken away.
He fell into a deep panic.
At this time, the phone suddenly vibrated.
He quickly answered the phone.
Fan Xiaoai, the woman he was looking for so hard, was on the other end of the phone, sneering.
"Where are you?"
He suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Hey, you moved very quickly. Have you found a beauty salon?"
Her tone sounded sinister.
"Fan Xiaoai, what do you want to do?"
"Don't scare me. You see, I'm afraid of you, so I'm hiding. I don't dare to ask for a job, and I don't dare to go back to the dormitory."
"Give me your wallet and phone right away, otherwise I will go to the police station to report the crime now!"
Jian Da was a little anxious.
"Ha, then you have to search carefully to see if there is anything missing, such as a phone book, psychedelic drugs, etc."
Jian Da's heart suddenly tightened.
"Do you think you can catch me like this? Let me tell you, Fan Xiaoai, you did the stupidest thing.
If not, we still have some affection, and now you still want to marry me, just dream!"
Fan Xiaoai's expression became more and more contemptuous.
“So, I don’t have this dream now, so should I delete that WeChat message on your phone or not?
‘I’ll be waiting for you at home tonight, no need to reply’, it was sent to you by Yin Ling!”
"Huh, do you want to delete it or not?"
"What if I give it to the police?"
Jian Da's body froze.
Fan Xiaoai's increasingly shrill voice continued to come from the other end of the phone.
"I didn't tell them that you went to Yinling's house last night."
"What do you mean?"
"Jin Zhang is at the police station now because someone said he went to Yin Ling's house last night."
"What happened to Zhao Yingling?"
Jian Da has already begun to have a bad feeling. Could it be...
"You ask me, how could I know? His death is unclear..."
"What, Zhao Yingling is dead?"
His hand holding the phone began to tremble.
"Anyway, I heard that hallucinogens were found in Zhao Yingling's stomach."
She said this sentence word for word.
Before Jian Da had time to react, Fan Xiaoai's voice came out again.
She was holding a phone book in her hand at the moment and turned to a dog-eared page.
"Hu Zai, 13821786493, you bought all those psychedelic drugs from him, huh?"
"What on earth are you going to do?"
Jian Da almost shouted.
"Hahaha, you want to know so much. Since the friendship is gone, I can only talk about money with you."
Jian Da's eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"When ten million is transferred to my account, I will return all these things to you, waiting for your letter."
After hanging up the phone and looking at herself in the mirror, Fan Xiaoai laughed strangely.