Kuiba Longming

Long Ming was sentenced to two months and twelve days in detention

In the single cell of Yalian Prison, Quiba tried to pull the collar around his neck. The collar gave out an electric shock sound, and the skin on his neck was numb and tingling. He frowned and leaned against the wall. Even the senses seem to have been weakened by the collar, and the prison escape is neither worthwhile nor likely to be successful... But the formation is almost complete, and Long Ming slams into the wall annoyed.

Two people stopped in front of the cell, Long Ming could barely hear the sound of footsteps, the door was quickly opened, a sturdy prison guard took a look at him, and turned his body sideways to let in the tall man in a suit and leather shoes outside.

"Is there something wrong?" Long Ming looked at Jiang Huang coldly.

The general manager pulled away the chair calmly and sat down, "Why should I look for you if there is nothing to do?"

"Say something quickly," Long Ming touched his pocket impatiently, the pocket of the prison uniform was empty, and there was no cigarette with him.

The director glanced at his hand, "Why do you have to find out the truth? The matter is already in the past, isn't it good to look forward?"

"I have nothing to do, can I?" Long Ming replied coldly.

The director lowered his head and smiled, "Do you think you killed Zhou Mingyu? What do you want to do for him? Is it worth it? He's already dead... Besides, you've known him for less than a month, right?"

"This probably has nothing to do with Mr. Chief...I'm sleepy, can you leave now after you ask?"

"I have to make sure that you won't continue to disrupt public order after you go out. If the problem cannot be solved, you will still be arrested after you go out." The chief executive rested his forehead with his fingers, his expression and tone were very cold.

Long Ming lay down on the hard bed, turned his back to him and didn't speak, the door of the cell opened and closed for a while, and the sound of the chief's footsteps became farther and farther away.

……

"In such a short period of time... why is he so persistent? What did you do to him, Chief?" Miria smiled puzzled and flipped through the blood-stained formation notes.

The chief looked at a certain corner, his eyes didn't move, he raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he didn't care, "Maybe I'm just so attractive... Is Miria also falling in love with me soon?"

"This question sounds like sexual harassment, and it's not very funny," Miria closed her notebook and looked helplessly at the Director General of the Asian Federation.

"That can only be due to his personal reasons. Maybe Zhou Mingyu makes him feel very familiar..." The chief touched his chin, "Milia, look up his previous experience, I think he is hiding something What... a thing or a person."

"I have to remind you that the AFC is a public institution, and it would not be good to use the resources of the AFL to investigate private matters and be known to have an impact," Miria said solemnly.

"The rumors don't refer to the things you do, but the things that others think you will do. Whether you do it or not, it will exist, so it will have no effect... And I haven't checked private affairs now, so I can find out what Long Ming is thinking. Know how to make him give up the investigation."

The deputy director thought for a few seconds, then nodded, "I will find out as soon as possible."

……

Long Ming sat on the bed and leaned against the wall, staring at the ceiling with a restless expression on his face.

The prison door suddenly opened, and the prison guard stood guard at the door with an indifferent expression, "Come out to eat."

"..." Long Ming got up and walked out, and was escorted all the way to the prison cafeteria by the prison guards.

All were prisoners in orange prison uniforms, talking in a very low voice, and eating in an orderly manner.

Long Ming sat down in the corner, and took a few glances at the more prominent characters in the crowd.

There are two other people who will try not to make eye contact with them as soon as they pass by, probably the prison head of this prison area... Long Ming stared at them walking towards this side, and put his arms on the table.

The burly man sat across from him, "Yat's super agent? Can you still see a chief here? It's amazing."

"..." Long Ming turned his head away without saying a word.

Another shorter man sat next to him, "How long have you been squatting? Let's find someone to treat you well... Yo? Sir, are you hungry with empty hands or are you waiting for someone to cook for you?"

"Go away..." Long Ming said coldly.

The man across from him glanced at the collar around his neck, "Don't you dare to do it? After a fight, you will be sentenced to a longer sentence. I don't mind my seven or eighty years... Is the officer interested in squatting for a while longer? Tell us more Contact contact relationship?"

Long Ming clenched his fist, then loosened it again, his most urgent thing now is to get out quickly.

The short man sneered, "Why would you dare to drag him when he's wearing a leash? Who can he beat now? Don't you think so?"

The short man stretched out a hand to put his shoulders, Long Ming got up and pressed his face into the dinner plate, leaned over to look at the man opposite, with a cold look on his face, "Do you know how to shut up?"

The prison guard glanced at this side and hurried to find support. The strong man stared at him viciously, "It seems that the officer doesn't know where he is?" He picked him up and pushed him against the wall, and a dozen prisoners surrounded him.

Long Ming raised his elbow and knocked the person holding him to the ground, and half of the prisoners in the cafeteria rolled up their sleeves.

It took about 10 minutes for the prison guards to arrive from assembly, and when they broke in...

The cafeteria is full of people eating honestly, without any signs of fighting...Of course you have to ignore the bruised and swollen faces of many of them.

"..." The prison guard who led in was stunned for a while, and his eyes fell on Kuiba, who had his back turned to him.

"You..." The prison guard angrily walked over and held Long Ming's shoulder, and the latter raised his head coldly, "Is there something wrong?"

The prison guard was overwhelmed by the arrogance of the other party's big brother, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gave a few casual warnings without confidence, turned around and left, and did not hit up when he came to report.

The collar on Long Ming's neck kept flashing and releasing electric shocks, blood was already flowing down the edge, he looked at the pale and strong man in front of him as if nothing happened, "Is there any smoke?"

"Yes, yes, yes," the other party hurriedly took out a cigarette and handed it to him, then withdrew his hand and wiped his nosebleed, accidentally touched the bridge of his broken nose, Long Ming glanced at him, the latter's tragic Hmph held it in her throat stiffly, not daring to make a sound.