My transformed system is poisonous

Shi Lan quickly figured out the origins of these two people.

The previous human trafficking case has been closed. One of the two people in front of me was sentenced to ten years and the other to fifteen years.

The one who had been staring at Shi Lan, one of the two who died before, was her husband.

Seeing the woman's resentful eyes, Shi Lan suddenly smiled, walked to the iron window next to the door, tiptoed to look at the duty room not far away, and said softly:

"Teach them the rules."

No matter where they are, human traffickers are just street rats. Even in prisons where all kinds of criminals gather, they are equally unpopular.

Song Run and two other old roommates got up, pushed the two newcomers to the corner, and started military training.

"Squat against the wall!"

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During daily leisure time, Shi Lan once again saw the man numbered 7532.

The shackles were still on his hands and feet, and the rough calluses worn by the shackles were all between his wrists and ankles.

He just stood there, motionless, staring at her calmly.

Shi Lan walked to the barbed wire fence and looked at the man in front of him who smelled like a jackal, suddenly feeling confused.

"What are you looking at?"

The man didn't reply, his deep gaze seemed to pass through Shi Lan's body and look into the void behind her.

The blazing sun in the sky was extremely dazzling. He raised his head, opened his eyes slightly, moved his chapped lips lightly, and uttered a whisper as if he was talking in sleep.

"What?"

The man's voice was too low, and it was across the aisle, so Shi Lan couldn't hear anything clearly.

The prison guard not far away took two steps forward without getting too close to the man. He shouted to Shi Lan from a distance:

"What did he just say?"

Shi Lan shook his head and slowly retreated.

Shortly after the release, a prison guard came to the cell and asked about 7532, but Shi Lan really didn't hear anything.

After such an incident, the reaction of the prison guards showed the sensitivity of 7532's identity, and it was obviously closely related.

…………

In the dark prison cell, Shi Lan rested his arms on the ground, his back straight. As his body rose and fell, sweat dripped down his hair, soaking into his prison clothes and soaking the ground.

73…

85…

100……

After silently counting to one hundred, Shi Lan stood up, stretched his upper body, turned around, held the guardrail of the upper bunk, and did pull-ups.

She does not need to participate in labor, and her strong energy cannot be suppressed in her body forever. She must always find a way to vent it.

Otherwise, this place can drive people crazy.

And for some reason, this feeling of increasing strength made her inexplicably addictive.

"call--"

The tight feeling on his back made Shi Lan involuntarily take a deep breath. Under the thin prison uniform, crystal sweat rolled down his neck, slid over his lower abdomen where the waistcoat line was faintly visible, and soaked the waistband of his trousers.

"Hoo..."

After completing his daily exercise, Shi Lan couldn't help but take a few deep breaths. The cold and wet prison uniform clung to his body and was a little sticky.

A cold wind blew outside the window, which made her shiver. It was not until she changed her clothes that she felt much better.

The weather is getting colder and colder now, and it is almost the end of winter.

…………

As the New Year approaches, Qi Pingxia seems to have become particularly busy. During the New Year period, Shi Lan has not seen her for almost two months.

Asking the prison guards for information doesn't yield much. At the end of the year, some ghosts and monsters will appear.

The two newcomers in the cell, after several months of treatment, have become much more honest on the surface, but the resentment in their eyes is getting heavier and heavier.

Shi Lan didn't bother to care about this. She would be released from prison in five months and didn't want to cause any further problems.

It is obviously not necessary to extend his sentence for a few idiots.

On New Year's Eve, the prison had a dumpling meal, and the men's and women's wards held an event, which was considered a holiday and a bit festive.

During the Chinese New Year, even in prison, the management is much more relaxed, and the time for release is much longer.

Shi Lan has more time to bask in the sun. Compared to the cold and damp prison cell, she likes the feeling of the sun shining on her body more and more, which makes her feel a bit of freedom.

The longer he stayed here, the more Shi Lan learned some secrets.

Seeing that she was young, when she had nothing to do, some prison guards would come to chat with her, and they would talk to her through the iron gate.

Through insinuations, she also learned about several rumors about 7532.

No one knows exactly what sentence he was sentenced to.

There is news that he has some kung fu, and for some reason, he killed someone by mistake. He once knocked down dozens of heavily armed special police officers and then absconded. If he hadn't surrendered, no one would have been able to catch him.

There are also rumors that he is a criminal thief, and he has a huge amount of stolen money that he has yet to pry out.

In some rumors, 7532 also has a military background.

All in all, the story is complex.

Of course, most of them are just rumors, and whether they are true or not remains to be verified.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that he was transferred from the highest level prison in Yanjing. He is a felon among felons and there is no room for error.

As for the reason why he was transferred from Yanjing to such an ordinary prison, no one knows.

He hasn't said a word since he got here, which is why the prison guard's reaction was so big last time.

…………

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Shi Lan was having dinner when he learned about Qi Pingxia's death.

Watching what the host was saying on TV, her ears kept buzzing and she couldn't hear what was being said.

Basically, all she could hear was the words "died in the line of duty," which gave her a sense of unreal absurdity.

After all, he was someone he had just met not long ago.

Shi Lan's head suddenly began to hurt violently, his brain seemed to be turned into paste by an invisible hand, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Seeing that Shi Lan looked wrong, Song Run was a little worried. She didn't know Qi Pingxia and just thought Shi Lan was feeling unwell.

"Do you need to go to the infirmary?"

Seeing Shi Lan's face getting paler, Song Run stood up and prepared to call the prison guard.

"No……"

The splitting headache subsided slightly, and Shi Lan took a breath with a pale face. The feeling just now was as if there was a string deep in his mind that was about to break.

"Really no need?" Song Run hesitated.

Chi——

Before Shi Lan could speak, a sneer came from not far away.

Turning around, he saw the two traffickers who were in the same cell. They obviously knew Qi Pingxia, and there was unconcealable joy in their expressions.

Shi Lan's mood had returned to its previous calmness, but he couldn't help but have a doubt in his mind.

Why didn't the person who died be this kind of garbage?

…

After the meal, all the prisoners returned to their cells.

Shi Lan was the last one to enter. When she heard the sound of the cell door locking behind her, she slowly frowned and looked at the two people, her expression full of confusion.

"Just...why were you laughing?"