After arriving at the guard station, two police officers escorted Zhan Jingyi to the detention center on the fourth floor of the guard station.
Because Zhan Jingyi only hurt someone, he was only temporarily detained in principle. If the person concerned did not sue or the two parties negotiated, he would be released soon.
Therefore, because Zhan Jingyi was not a repeat offender and he had no other belongings on him, when he arrived at the detention center, his belt was only confiscated to prevent suicide, and then he was imprisoned.
This prison occupies the entire fourth floor and houses many people. Zhan Jingyi was brought in and saw that it was about a hundred square meters and was divided into four prison cells with black iron bars.
Each cell is about six to seven meters wide and three to four meters long. When Zhan Jingyi came in, counting from the left, there were already many people in the first and third cells, and the second and fourth ones were still there. empty.
The first prison was obviously a group of gang members. Some had shaved heads, and some were bare-chested. They were green dragons in front and white tigers in the back. Their bodies were covered with tattoos. Their eyes were unruly and unruly. Behind the bars of the prison Wandering.
Like ferocious beasts, they were patrolling their own small territory. When they saw Zhan Jingyi being brought in, these people stared directly at him with ferocious eyes.
The prisoners in the third prison were much better. There were white-collar workers in suits, some ordinary people dressed simply, and even a few boys and girls who looked like students.
The people detained here are basically those who have committed minor crimes on the street. They are usually released after a few days. If they are really repeat offenders, they will definitely not be detained in this small security station. They will definitely be detained directly in the security hall.
As soon as Zhan Jingyi came in, he saw his friend Mo Wenti. He was wearing a suit that only urban white-collar workers would wear. He had a white shirt and a tie. But now he was a little embarrassed, and the tie was crooked. The white shirt The hem was also pulled out.
He looked a little haggard, standing in the back of cell No. 3, looking at the small window on the wall behind the cell, with a look of resentment on his face, as if he was in a trance, or thinking about something.
"This person has committed injuries and has certain violent tendencies. He cannot be imprisoned with others. He should be put in cell No. 2."
On the way here, when he saw the stunt performed by Zhan Jingyi, the older police officer suspected whether he was a mutant. Just in case, he specifically told the police officer at the detention center.
As a result, Zhan Jingyi was given special treatment. After his handcuffs were removed, he was put alone in Cell No. 2.
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"I don't know why you are here, but since you are here, don't cause trouble. Even if you are really a mutant, you must abide by federal laws."
The older police officer told Zhan Jingyi, and at the same time lowered his voice and said: "We are doing business on a business trip, and we have not offended you. Please forgive me. If you really need me to notify someone to bail you out, tell me. I will I can make a call for you."
After finishing speaking, he glanced at the silent Zhan Jingyi. The older police officer hesitated again, and then said: "As long as you stay here honestly and cooperate with our work, you can make any requests... "
Hearing this, Zhan Jingyi raised his head and glanced at the police officer, then at his friend in the cell next door. He was silent for a moment and said, "Really?"
The police officer nodded, but then said in a cautious tone: "Of course, it can't be an excessive request..."
"Can you put me in that prison?"
As he spoke, Zhan Jingyi pointed to Prison No. 3 next to him. If possible, he would like to go over and talk to his friend. He could see that his friend Mo Wenti seemed to be mentally shocked.
After hearing what he said, the police officer subconsciously looked at Cell No. 3 on the side, hesitated, and said, "No..."
Zhan Jingyi curled his lips and then said, "Are you in charge of the food tonight? I haven't had dinner yet, so this isn't too much."
The police officer was silent for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll order a lunch box for you later."
Zhan Jingyi showed a grateful expression on his face and said hurriedly: "Can I smoke in here?"
"Of course not."
The police officer had a slightly annoyed expression on his face, but then he hesitated and threw the half pack of cigarettes and lighter in his pocket to him.
Zhan Jingyi continued to smoke and opened his mouth again in a hurry.
At this time, the police officer was already a little angry and said, "Have you had enough? Why don't you go on forever?"
Zhan Jingyi spread his hands and said innocently, "I just want to say thank you."
"All right……"
The police officer took a deep look at Zhan Jingyi, took a breath, calmed down, and said, "You're welcome."
After saying that, he never looked at Zhan Jingyi again, turned around and left, feeling that he was walking a little fast, as if he was running away from something.
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"Mo Wenti."
"Wake up and see who I am?"
Zhan Jingyi picked up his trousers and came to the railing between the two prisons. The railings between the two prisons were made of thick, dark iron railings. The gap in the middle was only about the size of a fist, and he could stretch his arm, but it would definitely be difficult for a person to pass through. impossible.
Zhan Jingyi looked at his friend in Cell No. 3. His friend had been staring at the small window on the wall since he came in. The big noise he made when he came in didn't seem to wake him up.
As if being disturbed by his cry, Mo Wenti turned his eyes in a daze and looked at Zhan Jingyi.
When he saw Zhan Jingyi's appearance clearly, a hint of surprise appeared on his expressionless face, as if he didn't expect to see Zhan Jingyi here, and then he rushed towards him.
"Xiao Zhan, why is it you? Why are you here?"
Seeing that his friend was no longer as dull as before, Zhan Jingyi couldn't help but feel a little happy. He patted his friend on the shoulder and said, "I just arrived in Spring City this afternoon and I have already met Wu Yali. You kid, what happened? "
Looking at his friend in front of him, Mo Wenti, who was a little depressed at first, felt much better. After brewing his emotions for a while, he looked at Zhan Jingyi, sighed and said, "Actually, I don't understand what happened. .”
Hearing his friend's ambiguous words, Zhan Jingyi showed a slightly confused expression: "This..."
"I met Wu Yali before. She said that you did not commit corruption or embezzle public funds. She believed you, and so did I. I believe something must have happened here..."
Zhan Jingyi slowly imitated the doctor's consultation scene he saw on TV, tried to speak softly, and asked softly: "What happened to you, tell me slowly, don't be afraid of being outrageous, even if No matter how outrageous it is, I’ve heard it before.”
Mo Wenti raised his head slightly and glanced at Zhan Jingyi. The dim lights in the room shone on his face, making his face seem half bright and half dark.
Zhan Jingyi met his eyes and nodded slightly, showing his firm support.
Mo Wenti sighed lowly, as if recalling something, and said: "Our company recycles old items. I lead a team alone. It has not been easy to do similar business in recent years because there are too many people doing it. There are more, this time I recycled a batch of old materials through a friend."
"According to my friends, the value of this batch of materials is relatively high. After I received it, I stored this batch of materials in Tianxiang Warehouse in the east of the city as usual. I planned to take the group with me the next day to conduct an inventory and collect the high-value items. I sent my items to the auction because I plan to get married next month and I also want to take this opportunity to earn more bonuses.”
When it came to getting married, Mo Wenti's face showed a rare tenderness, but this tenderness was soon hidden by sadness.
"As a result, what I didn't expect was that when I took people to Tianxiang Warehouse the next day, it turned out..."
At this point, a trace of anger rushed onto Mo Wenti's face, "The people there actually said that they had never received this batch of goods. Even when I took out the warehousing voucher from last night, they actually said that the voucher was fake... …”
"Moreover, they snatched the warehousing voucher in my hand and tore it into pieces. I was so angry that I had a conflict with their security guard. When I was about to file a complaint with their competent department, the police They rushed in, arrested me, and said I went to Tianxiang Warehouse to cause trouble. At the same time, people from my company actually complained that I was embezzling and embezzling public funds."
"Two crimes combined into one, I was brought here. Even when I got here, I didn't understand what happened."
After listening to his friend's story, Zhan Jingyi fell into deep thought. He believed that his friend would not lie to him, which meant that Tianxiang Warehousing had many problems.
But why didn't you admit that you had received this batch of goods? He even went so far as to fall out with his partner, and even colluded with his friend's company to frame his friend.
Could it be that there is something strange in this batch? Is the value high enough? Or is there some secret hidden here?
If this is the case, then everything that happened to my friend seems to make sense.
