As soon as the footsteps sounded, Li Xiangnan and Wang Defa rushed to the iron window, looking expectantly at the door of the visiting room.

They were expecting, hesitating and uneasy, wanting to see Zhang Jingyang's figure, but afraid to see his 'devastated' figure.

Soon, a thin figure walked in, led by the prison guard.

Wang Defa was completely stunned. Tears burst out of his eyes in an instant. He pressed his head against the cold iron fence and shouted:

"Brother Zhang, little brother Zhang, it's me, Defa, your good brother Defa! Why have you lost so much weight? Where's your hair..."

He shouted and tried to reach in to touch the other person.

It’s no wonder that Wang Defa lost his composure. Even Li Xiangnan felt a little sorry for Zhang Jingyang when he saw his current state.

But his whole body was thinner, and his signature stylish half-long hair had been shaved off, leaving only a one-centimeter flat head close to his head.

His eye sockets were sunken and his eyes were lifeless, looking like someone who had not slept well for a long time.

He subconsciously dodged when he heard the sound, which made people feel distressed when seeing it.

Hearing Wang Defa's hysterical roar, Zhang Jingyang seemed to take a long time to raise his head. He looked at him blankly at first, then quickly lowered his head, as if he was a little suspicious again, and glanced at Wang Defa fiercely.

Seeing that he seemed afraid to recognize him, Li Xiangnan hurried over and said softly, "Jingyang, it's me, Li Xiangnan, and Defa, your brother Defa!"

"To the south! Defa!"

Zhang Jingyang was stunned, and his pale face seemed to be filled with countless grievances. He fell limply on the table behind the iron bars, and had to be supported by the prison guards to barely lie on it.

"Xiangnan, Defa, I... I'm really not a spy, I'm not a spy! Tell them that I'm a good person, I'm a good comrade! I can paint, I've painted a lot of brilliant paintings, I'm the pride of Xichuan, I'm a celebrity in my hometown! There are people who buy my paintings, they value my paintings very much, I'm a painter, I'm a painter, I'm not a spy!"

"I really came here to look for herbs. I didn't take any pictures, really! My brother is blind. He went blind for me. If I don't let him get better, I will feel guilty! Someone said there are cassia seeds and white peony on this mountain, so I came here. I'm really not a spy!"

Zhang Jingyang cried excitedly, tears streaming down the spot. The grievances he had suffered in recent days had made him incoherent and emotionally unbalanced. When he saw Li Xiangnan and the other man, he seemed to have found hope of getting out of here.

"Brother Zhang, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. We are here to save you. We found you, we finally found you!" Wang Defa reached his hand into the iron bars and held it tightly.

Li Xiangnan also put his head close to the iron window and whispered, "Jingyang, how did you eat? Did you not sleep well?"

He knew Zhang Jingyang's personality. He was a person who pursued romance and freedom. Being locked up here, no matter for what reason, was an unacceptable consequence for him.

Without freedom and hope, people will become decadent and negative.

Not to mention Zhang Jingyang, a painter with artistic talent and a deep respect for heaven and earth!

All I see are high walls, thick iron bars, monotonous expressions, and a life where death can be seen at a glance.

Once Zhang Jingyang's spirituality is extinguished, it will be an absolute disaster for such a talented painter.

Doomsday.

"The food is okay," Zhang Jingyang calmed down after a long time, but his prison uniform was half wet, "but there is no freedom..."

Slowly, Zhang Jingyang began to tell every detail of what he had experienced in the past few days.

"Master! Don't they have a very good relationship?" Xu Qiluo stood beside Qin Ruobai and was deeply moved when watching this scene.

"Friends for life and death, what do you think?" Qin Ruobai did not go over, giving the three of them ample space to talk!

Xu Qiluo said nothing, but nodded in sudden realization.

Qin Ruobai took a deep look at Li Xiangnan's back, then sat down at a round table nearby. Nanfeng and Liu Yu had been waiting for a long time.

"Director Liu, Director Nan, let's deal with this matter!"

"Yes!" Liu Yu took out the documents and file bags next to him. "Director Nan, this is my ID card issued by the Dongcheng District Street Office. I have explained to the Street Office these days that they have communicated with Xichuan and found out Zhang Jingyang's identity. He is indeed from Xichuan! He is also a famous local painter!"

"He studied art in Yanjing for nearly ten years, following Zhang Zhisheng's father Zhang Yuqian, and learned to paint in seclusion. The older generation of residents nearby can testify to this! This is what we found out when we were investigating the case of Zhang Zhisheng being assaulted, in order to sort out the social relationships between the two. It is 100% credible!"

Nanfeng nodded and began to look through the documents and the corresponding letters of introduction.

"Director Nan, I spoke with comrades from the street office this morning. They called your office several times, and several comrades answered the phone. I think you must have been busy and missed this matter!" Liu Yu said with a smile.

Nan Feng was embarrassed. He glanced at Qin Ruobai and felt very embarrassed. "I'm afraid that's really the case! There was an imbalance in the information between us. I misunderstood Comrade Zhang Jingyang!"

"Hmm!" Liu Yu opened the file bag next to him. "This is the case file of Zhang Zhisheng's assault case on September 14. Zhang Jingyang's senior brother was indeed blinded after washing his face in the morning. We are still investigating this matter. Comrade Ruobai told me on the way here that the Municipal Bureau will take over the investigation of this case!"

Qin Ruobai interrupted at the right time and said, "So Zhang Jingyang, as Zhang Zhisheng's junior, had a reason to go to the mountains near the Ming Tombs to look for herbs after learning that there were herbs that could cure his senior brother's eye disease! His camera is not a spy tool. He is a painter himself and has always loved photography and painting. This is all well documented!"

Liu Yu added: "As for the letter of introduction, Comrade Zhang Jingyang was too anxious. With such a big incident, he was afraid that it would delay Brother's condition. He didn't go to the street office to handle the relevant procedures immediately. He was so anxious that he seemed a lot more impatient!"

Nan Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a long breath, and said thankfully: "You two, it's fortunate that the station has arrested many people during this period, otherwise we would have cut the Gordian knot and sentenced Comrade Zhang Jingyang, and that would have been the end! Fortunately, we are still in the stage of investigating and collecting evidence!"

"We developed the film from his camera and there really wasn't anything there, just some records of herbs!"

Nanfeng said this with great apology: "Please understand us, both of you. National security is of utmost importance and we cannot be careless! We have checked a lot of people these days. Many of those who were wandering around the Ming Tombs came here after seeing an article in a newspaper saying that a cultural relic was exhibited in a foreign country. Damn it, these people wanted to try their luck here, and there really were foreigners among them..."

"Among these people there are local robbers and international 'friends' with ulterior motives. We are under tremendous pressure!"

"Director Nan, you've worked hard recently. When you're done, come to the city. Chief Liu and I will treat you to a drink!" Qin Ruobai smiled at the right time.

"It's my duty, so it's not hard work!" Nan Feng waved his hand, took out a document from his briefcase, took out the pen from his chest pocket and started writing, "Liu, I'll have someone sort out these documents later. Comrade Zhang Jingyang, you can take them back first. I'll trouble you to talk to him and ask him to understand us! This is the detention release notice!"

Qin Ruobai stood up and shook hands with him, then took the notice and said gratefully, "Thank you, Director Nan. Please contact me when you come to the city!"

"Comrade Qin Ruobai, that's fine. Let's have a good get-together later!" Nanfeng was flattered and quickly responded.

"Xiangnan!" Qin Ruobai smiled, and quickly waved the notice to Li Xiangnan, and handed it to the prison guard, "Brother Zhang can be released from prison!"

"Old Zhang!" Wang Defa kissed the iron window instantly, leaving Xu Qiluo stunned.

Li Xiangnan also smiled and held Zhang Jingyang's hand tightly.

The prison guard ran back quickly with the notice. In less than ten minutes, he learned that Nanfeng and Liu Yu from the Dongcheng District Police Station in the city were both there, and the warden had also arrived.

After a round of greetings, he learned that Qin Ruobai had come personally for Zhang Jingyang's matter, and he was quite shocked.

A few minutes later, all the release procedures were completed, and Zhang Jingyang, after changing his clothes, walked out of the prison gate.

Liu Yu stayed here because he still had to help Nanfeng with the formalities.

Li Xiangnan opened the car door, stood beside the car, and said warmly: "Brother Zhang, let's go, we will welcome you!"

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