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Chapter 86 A Photo

It was the first time in Su Yu's life that he got into such a luxurious car.

Every time the tire comes into contact with a hard object on the ground, it feels like you are stepping on it.

Although the prison was not close, Gong Shijiu's speed made up for the distance.

In less than twenty minutes, the gate of the prison's outer wall appeared in front of you.

Rows of prison guards with guns and ammunition stood on the prison guard post. Although the sky was not completely dark, bright searchlights were already sweeping around.

The outer wall of the prison is more than six meters high, and there are thick barbed wire and high-voltage wires hanging on the wall.

Not to mention humans, even any animal that is good at climbing would not be able to escape.

When the patrolling prison guards saw the vehicle, they all consciously leaned to the side with their guns leveled.

Gong Shijiu drove by in a normal manner without stopping.

The inner courtyard is separated from the outer courtyard by a huge iron gate.

The car stopped in front of the door, and Gong Shijiu's phone rang in time.

"Hey, it's me, password, please wait a moment for me to take a look." Gong Shijiu opened the phone's software.

Su Yu glanced at the six-digit number on it, which would change every minute just like payment protection.

"035276."

The heavy iron door rumbled, the black paint looked incompatible with the white snow, and the sound was cold and harsh.

Through the barbed wire fence, Su Yu could already see the prisoners in the prison living and moving in the courtyard.

When the car entered, everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at the car intently.

Gong Shijiu came all the way to the office building.

The car keys were thrown carelessly to a prison guard. Gong Jiujiu tilted his head and glanced at the prisoner who was repairing the water.

When the six or seven prisoners saw the warden, they all had their hands on their legs and their bodies were stretched straight.

Su Yu was a little surprised that the prison guards did not control the prisoners to protect the warden like what was shown on TV.

Instead, he looked at the prisoner with a slightly sympathetic look.

Gong Shijiu walked up to the prisoner and turned down the rolled area of ​​the prisoner's collar with his black leather gloves.

After glancing twice, he patted the prisoner's head and said without doubt: "Take off your shirt."

The prisoner dropped the tools in his hands and shakily took off his outer prison uniform.

"Take them all off."

The prisoner had no choice but to do as he was told, lifting up his vest and taking it off over his head.

The north wind howled, and the snowflakes slapped on his back, making him shiver.

Gong Jiu drew a circle with his fingers.

The prisoner turned around.

The pieces of fluttering flesh on the muscular muscles were still bleeding with blood, and the scars on the ribs seemed to have been opened again, which was shocking.

Su Yu frowned slightly.

"Put it on, you take him to the infirmary, and take No. 0318 to the cubicle on the second floor."

"Yes." The prison guard took the order and took the prisoner away first.

"Let's go too." Gong Shijiu led Su Yu into the office building.

The other prisoners instantly breathed a sigh of relief, and their bodies became noticeably softer.

Gong Shijiu's office was just as Su Yu imagined, simple and luxurious.

Gong Shijiu placed the record on the turntable and lowered the needle.

"What would you like to drink?" Gong Jiu asked casually as he put away his coat.

Just as Su Yu was about to speak, he suddenly thought that there seemed to be no drinks like Sprite and Coke in a place like this.

Su Yu's impression here is that the drinks here only include a variety of foreign wines with lengthy names.

But he only felt a little hot in his mouth and needed a cold drink to wash down his throat.

"Sprite?" Gong Jiu opened the refrigerator and took out a bowl of Sprite and handed it to Su Yu.

Wearing a black waistcoat and a crisp white shirt, Gong Jiujiu looked extravagant in his movements.

But his expression seemed to be natural.

It was the first time that Su Yu saw someone with such a powerful aura. His tone was obviously calm, but he was also full of pressure.

"Are you thinking why I have a drink like Sprite here? Or are you wondering why I know you want to drink Sprite?" Gong Shijiu smiled playfully.

Sitting on the desk, Gong Jiu opened a bottle of soda for himself.

"The prison is so tightly guarded, can't the prisoners escape?" Su Yu asked aloud.

"That's right, I released that prisoner on purpose just to contact you." Gong Shijiu confessed.

"Isn't that a bad way to make a phone call?"

Gong Shijiu waved his hand and said: "Calling on the phone is too deliberate. At this point in time, you and I should not know each other, so I chose a safer method."

"You call this safe? What if he breaks into my neighbor's house?"

"So I said it's safer. Besides, your neighbor, 105, has no one. The resident of 103 died a while ago, and you bought the house."

After hearing this, Su Yu felt a chill running down his back.

His life was actually being monitored.

Seemingly sensing Su Yu's anger, the man smiled and said, "Actually, there's nothing to be angry about. It's quite convenient to find out this information due to the convenient conditions at work."

"That fugitive you released on purpose, would he have died if I hadn't taken action first?"

Su Yu approached him step by step.

"For some things, seeing is not necessarily believing. For example, when you meet the prisoners downstairs, you must think that I torture the prisoners and make them fear me from the bottom of their hearts, so some people will call me a devil."

Gong Shijiu's words made Su Yu feel like he was punched in the cotton wool, and it turned out to be exactly what he said.

"No. 0318 has serious violent tendencies. He often can't control himself and punches and kicks his fellow inmates. The compartment on the second floor is actually right here." Gong Shijiu pressed the button on the table.

The lily window on the wall was pulled up, and Su Yu saw a very warmly decorated room, where the prisoners were listening to soothing songs and flipping through magazines.

Gong Shijiu pushed up his glasses and said, "I will provide them with psychological counseling from time to time."

Su Yu was like a deflated balloon, feeling that his emotions were fluctuating like brain waves.

What was in my heart was analyzed clearly without even opening my mouth.

There is a feeling of being ignored.

No wonder they call him a devil. It has nothing to do with his strength. After a few rounds, his psychology will be manipulated by applause.

horrible.

Su Yu only had two words to evaluate him.

The huge desk is as neat as new, and a picture frame upside down on the table looks a little awkward.

There is a thick stack of banknotes placed next to it, which is also particularly eye-catching.

Su Yu's eyelids twitched slightly as he saw that the money seemed to have been prepared in advance.

"Have you ever heard of cause and effect? ​​The ethereal kind."

"Cause and effect?" Su Yu was a little confused.

"If I contact you by phone, there will be a cause first and then a cause. I know you so I called you. And if I get to know you in this way, there will be a cause first and then there will be an effect. Because I am in prison.

The fugitive went to your house, so you and I met through a series of coincidences."

"You are involved too much, so I can only do this."

Su Yu was confused when he heard this, but it seemed that the man had no ill intentions towards him.

Gong Shijiu shook his head and said: "The prince has never wanted you to understand this, thinking that it might be a distraction, but since he is no longer here, I have to take on the responsibility of taking care of you, in my own way."

The man held up the photo frame and handed the money on the table to Su Yu.

The man on the left in the photo frame is smiling, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

On the right is a young man with a sword in his arms and a stern look on his face.

The prince carelessly put his arm around their shoulders, with a bright smile and a spring breeze on his face.
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