Qiao Liansheng was imprisoned.
Not only was the lady boss surprised by this news, but even Zhang Xianyong, who only knew how to take advantage of girls all day, pointed at the sky with his hands on his hips and cursed the heavens for being blind. Qiao Lian Sheng was also surprised, but he wasn't surprised.
After two police officers wearing steel helmets brought Qiao Liansheng back to the police station, they didn't record his statement. They directly searched Qiao Liansheng's body, handcuffed him, and pushed him into prison.
There were eight people in the room. Other than the eight cold beds, there were seven thin and pale faces. Qiao Liansheng's arrival seemed to have injected fresh energy into these people. They all stared at him as if they had taken stimulants. Only an old man who was squatting at the head of the bed and reading a yellowed book with a pair of presbyopic glasses lazily raised his head, then lowered his head to read again. He did not do anything else.
Qiao Liansheng had no reaction to this. He found his own bed and lay down expressionlessly, completely ignoring the six people surrounding his bed who were glaring at him like wolves and tigers. Perhaps they should not be called humans, but prisoners, vicious prisoners.
"Hey, newcomer!" The scar-faced man with his arms crossed in front of his chest kicked Qiao Liansheng's bed. He spoke in a domineering tone as if he was the head of this cell. The scar-faced man had a tattoo on his neck. It was a coiled poisonous snake. It opened its bloody mouth and spat out a forked tongue. It was very murderous.
Qiao Liansheng turned his head away. His eyes, which were not wearing glasses, were like a bloodthirsty wolf's eyes as he stared unblinkingly at the scar-faced man.
"Yo! He's throwing a tantrum, see? He even had a temper! Toothpick, it's exactly the same as when you came!”The scar-faced man seemed to be used to such a look. He shouted in a sinister voice, causing a burst of laughter. Only the tall young man called Toothpick only slightly curled his lips, revealing a bitter smile that did not seem like a smile.
After the laughter, the scar-faced man kicked the bed heavily again and shouted with his eyes wide open,"You dare to f * cking ignore me when I call you, right? Why did he come in? Speak!"
"Boss, I'm guessing he raped a woman!”The short man, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, stood beside the scar-faced man and guessed excitedly. It seemed that this dog was excited at the mention of women. At this moment, his eyes were shining.
"And he raped his own mother! Am I right? " Haha…" The scar-faced man laughed wildly. His laughter was so perverted that it was annoying.
"Ah!"
The scar-faced man's laughter suddenly stopped. He let out a miserable cry and staggered two steps back. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Before he could glare and curse, Qiao Liansheng jumped up and threw him to the ground. She grabbed his neck and clenched her right fist, raining down on his face.
The other five people rushed forward and started to punch and kick Qiao Liansheng, who was riding on the scar-faced man. Qiao Liansheng completely ignored the five pairs of fists that were hitting him. Her eyes were bloodshot as she gripped the scar-faced man's neck tightly with one hand. The fist in her right hand showed no signs of stopping.
The scar-faced man's eyes had turned white, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and a few of his teeth had fallen out. The five of them were scared and desperately pulled Qiao Liansheng away. The five of them took a full minute to pry Qiao Liansheng's hand away from the scar-faced man, who was already twitching on the ground.
" Bang, bang, bang!" The old man, who had been watching the entire process, came to the door and knocked on the iron door. Then, he returned to the bed and continued to flip through the yellowed pages of the book.
A moment later, a man wearing a military cap led two prison guards in uniform with taser sticks. He looked at the scar-faced man who was twitching non-stop on the ground, then at the expressionless Qiao Lian Sheng, who was in a mess. He waved his hand." Take him to the infirmary."”
With that, he turned around and left. He came quickly and left quickly. Such things happened as frequently as eating in prison. When it happened, the way it was handled was so simple and casual. There was no life here, let alone ideals.
After the iron door closed, Qiao Liansheng slowly turned around. His bloodthirsty eyes swept across the five people's faces. The corners of his mouth curled up into a cold arc as he twisted his neck." Continue?"”
The five thin prisoners immediately shook their heads as if they had taken ecstasy. They climbed onto their beds one after another. Qiao Lian Sheng's bloodlust made them feel a chill in their hearts. They might have done outrageous things before, but they had never fought so desperately.
Qiao Liansheng hid the bloodthirsty light in his eyes, tidied his clothes, and returned to his bed to lie down. He began to live his life in prison.
Life in the prison was very regular and peaceful. Of course, it was peaceful only in Qiao Liansheng's cell. Without the overbearing scar-faced man, the prison was very harmonious.
Qiao Liansheng wasn't a bully. Every day, besides lying in bed with her eyes closed and thinking about some trivial matters, she would chat with the five people in the cell about the female prison guard's hot body and other non-nutritious topics. The old man who was flipping through the yellowed pages of the book never came over to talk, appearing very unsociable.
The five prisoners saw that Qiao Liansheng did not care about the beating incident from before, so they were much more polite to Qiao Liansheng. They chatted and laughed, and these days did not seem too boring. However, Qiao Lian's heart was restless, and she would often feel conflicted when she touched the piece of paper with a series of numbers written on it late at night.
Qiao Liansheng had never known what the crime of imprisonment was. Just thinking about it made him laugh at himself. It was nothing more than wearing a green ring engraved with the words " Jun Lin " that caused him to be imprisoned.
After a week in prison, Ma Houwen came to see Qiao Liansheng alone once. The two of them held microphones in each other's hands through the thick transparent glass. They didn't say a word for several minutes.
"Do you regret it?" Qiao Liansheng looked at Ma Houwen's complicated expression and spoke first. His tone was as calm as when he was pressed to the ground for a week.
"Is it useful?" Ma Houwen's eyes flashed with joy.
Qiao Liansheng smiled. It was a little evil and strange. He didn't shake his head or nod. He just looked at Ma Houwen, making Ma Houwen lower his head and not dare to look at him.
The only benefit Qiao Liansheng got from Ma Houwen's visit was that he knew the crime on his head. He was sentenced to five years in prison for intentional assault and causing serious injuries to one of his men. When she heard this accusation, Qiao Liansheng smiled happily and said," Fortunately, I didn't get into a fight and cause one person to die."
After Ma Houwen left, Qiao Liansheng wondered what five years meant. Was it a fleeting moment, or was it a day that would last forever? Qiao Liansheng felt that the latter was more vivid, so in the middle of the night, he wrote even tighter on the piece of paper.
After spending a long time in prison, Qiao Liansheng would pay close attention to the same thing. For example, the old man who was wearing presbyopic glasses and flipping through the yellowed book all day long only had this one book. He spent three days flipping through it from beginning to end, and then spent another three days flipping through it from beginning to end. There was no exception.
"Old Xu, what are you reading?" On the day of release in the prison, Qiao Liansheng curiously went to the old man's side and asked indifferently.
The old man's name was Xu Changpeng. Qiao Liansheng had heard from Toothpick that Old Xu was originally a deputy section chief of the Chaoyang District local tax bureau in Beijing. He had been pushed in a year ago due to corruption and bribery.
Old Xu glanced at Qiao Liansheng through presbyopic glasses and sighed. He closed the yellowed book and pointed at the official script on the cover."The Biography of the Ancient Emperors of the Celestial Dynasty. It's a book about how emperors play politics.”
"You still need to study this?" Qiao Liansheng said half-jokingly. An old man in his fifties could only be a deputy section chief in the local tax bureau. In the end, he was sent to prison for corruption and bribery. Qiao Liansheng felt that this old man was at most a mediocre person.
Old Xu heard Qiao Liansheng's voice and smiled noncommittally. He looked up at the sky with narrowed eyes and sighed,""When I was young, I didn't want to see it. When I became an official, I didn't want to see it. After I became middle-aged, I didn't have time to see it. When I was old, I wanted to see it. Regret, I really regret it!"
Qiao Liansheng didn't laugh. He was silent. He knew that this old man with a thin face and a tall belly was not regretting becoming an official, nor was he regretting taking bribes. Instead, he was regretting that he had learned about the sensational rules of power manipulation from the book " Legend of Ancient Emperors " earlier.
"Do you want to see?" Old Xu suddenly turned his head and handed the book to Qiao Lian Sheng as if he was giving it to her.
Qiao Liansheng was stunned." You're not watching anymore?”
Old Xu smiled as he placed the book in Qiao Liansheng's hands. He stood up and stretched, muttering,""I've already turned it over. It was boring to play with this thing alone!”
After saying that, he straightened his big belly and left.
Qiao Liansheng held the book in her hands and flipped open the cover with slightly trembling hands in excitement and agitation…
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