[Comprehensive British and American Drama] Vibrant Soul

October [-], [-].

San Jose Felon Prison, Illinois.

"Hello, please show your ID."

At the reception of the spacious lobby, a slender, capable girl with short chestnut hair took out her ID card and handed it over at the prompt of the staff.

"Kristen Lee Lena 21 years old FBI Special Intern Detective" reads on the certificate.

The black prison guard who had seen the certificate looked up at Lena, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "You are so young!"

His praise was heard by Reina, who immediately showed a polite smile: "Thank you!"

The black prison guard gave her a friendly look, showed her snow-white teeth, and placed the documents on the scanner according to the procedure.

After a long sound of "Di——!", the printer next to the computer started to work immediately, and it didn't take long before a brightly colored anti-counterfeiting temporary pass was ready to come out.

"If you have a firearm, please store it here." The black prison guard pointed to a row of password lockers behind the desk.

"I'm not used to carrying a gun." Reina responded with a sweet smile.

"Detective Christine, please come here for a while." Another white prison guard pointed to the square ground of less than one and a half squares surrounded by yellow police circles.

"Okay." Reina stood in the center of the square without hesitation.

The white prison guard held a hand-held metal detector and began to scan Lena carefully in all directions.

All the steps were very efficient, so even though this was the sixth time she had experienced the same thing, Reina did not show the slightest impatient expression.

"Please wait a moment." After the confirmation, the white prison guard quickly came to the desk, took out a record book in his hand, and then searched for the name row by name with his fingers, and quickly found the scheduled appointment.

"Everything here seems to be computerized." This scene was slightly different from the past, which made Lena feel a little novel.

"Today's system seems a bit naughty." The white prison guard shrugged, ticked the row of appointments with a pen on the record book, then picked up the phone neatly, and dialed a series of numbers.

"Hello? This is reception No. 20. Please transfer to Area S. No. 894331 No. 301 makes an appointment. The person who made the reservation has arrived on time. Please bring felon No. [-] to meeting room [-]."

After saying this sentence, the white prison guard emphasized his tone: "Remember, please don't remove the criminal's shackles and handcuffs."

At the same time, inside the prison, in Section S, in a separate cell.

In the closed space around, except for the only small window on the fully enclosed iron door, there is no ventilation in the whole room.

And the only light source in the room is the warm yellow light on the wall facing the iron door that is always on.

But the dim light seemed unable to warm even the narrow space at the door.

Therefore, although the whole room is empty, it still makes people feel abnormally depressed.

Right in the middle of the room, a person was sitting on a stool in the middle, looking up towards the direction of the iron door.

His skin was pale due to the lack of sunlight for many years, but his face was well-groomed and clean, and there was no extra beard on his face.His prison uniform was neatly arranged, with no dirty folds.This attire makes him look decent.

He just sat on the stool casually, looking relaxed like a gentleman.

He seemed to be waiting for something, and the corners of his slightly vicissitudes of mouth slowly revealed a curved arc.

This person is Senkfred, a felon who Reina called and made six appointments before getting Fred's consent to meet.

Soon, Fred heard the sound of the iron door being opened.

"No. 894331, Senke Fred, the appointment meeting has arrived." The middle-aged prison guard who came to escort him said to him.

When Fred was wearing shackles, walked in front of the prison guards, and walked through the long corridor to the spacious concrete playground, with high iron fences beside him. Lively basketball game.

A dozen or so prisoners of different heights, wearing uniforms, were constantly jumping and moving, struggling to snatch the poor basketball.

Fred couldn't help but stop, he turned his head slowly, and glanced over there.

"Hey, the time is coming, hurry up." The prison guard reminded Fred.

Suddenly, a basketball flew over with a "whoosh", and hit the prison guard with a "bang".

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I used a little more force." A big black boy ran over quickly and apologized to the prison guard.

Just as the prison guard was about to get angry, he saw a flash of a figure in front of him. Fred, who had been standing coldly behind the prison guard, suddenly jumped up and slammed the shackles on the boy's head. The boy didn't even groan. As soon as he uttered it, he immediately fell to the ground, and then curled up on the ground like a shrimp, followed by endless spasms of his body.

This change only happened in a split second, and the prison guard, who had only reacted from his surprise at this moment, was just about to react, but before he could even take a step, another basketball slammed hard on the ground with a "bang". on his head.

Something that has never been experienced before, and a situation that only appeared in the tutorial a long, long time ago, made the prison guard's reaction seem a little slow.

A curly-haired man quickly ran towards him with an exaggerated smile on his lips.

The anger finally ignited, and the prison guard who was still in place just now suddenly erupted. He spat hard, then pulled out the baton from his waist, and walked towards the curly-haired man viciously.

At the same time, a tall, bald man standing in the middle of the crowd looked at the scene in front of him, with a hint of comprehension at the corner of his mouth, he immediately turned around and punched the person behind him hard.

In a moment, the excess hormones spread, and the scene fell into chaos.

Lena sat in the transport bus, wore the pass that had just been printed out, and was led by a prison guard to the outside of the prison area.

Looking in from the door, one layer after another iron fence extends infinitely into the distance, and you can't see the end at a glance.

If you want to enter the visiting area, you need to pass through these iron gates one by one.The passages of different prison areas are surrounded and divided by these iron fences.

And there is a long area between each iron fence, and between every other iron fence, there are prison guards standing there on guard.

The prison guard who was in charge of leading Leina took out the door card and swiped it one by one. Lena followed him and passed through the triple iron gate. The hospitable prison guard had already popularized many things about the prison for Lena along the way. common sense.

It can be seen that this young prison guard is very proud of the strict security of the prison he works for.

"Oh, we have a total of eight iron fence gates installed with biometric identification control systems as a defensive measure. We have already passed through three gates, and the re-supervision area is at the innermost, so we still need to pass through five more gates. However, all of this is for the sake of safety, and you know how many powerful guys we have imprisoned here, so I hope you don't worry, Agent Christine."

Reina nodded in agreement, she has been listening patiently, and never interrupted the young prison guard's nagging, with a generous and tolerant smile from the beginning to the end, although she probably understands these common senses in more detail than this prison guard .

The young prison guard has a good impression of this sweet-looking, but very capable and unusually young FBI trainee agent. You must know that during the few years he has been working, few people have been able to listen to his tireless lectures all the way. Nag without showing a look of disgust.

So he spoke more vigorously.

He also wanted to tell the handsome detective how to escape by fire.

But suddenly, there was an alarm bell all around.