I ran for president with scumbag money

After thirty hours, Leon came to the private prison in State B: Yanshan Prison.

He was escorted into the car in state A where it was raining. When he arrived in state B, the rain had stopped, and the accompanying reporter Lusha seemed very excited.

After getting out of the car, she would take some pictures, such as Leon walking into the prison under the supervision of prison guards.

Twenty-two hours ago, Lusha submitted an application for an interview with Leon to the detention center.

Leon learned from the watchman that this fledgling girl under the age of 23 was very persistent in applying for the right to interview him.

Leon didn't understand the reason.

According to the environment of this world, it is impossible for a girl under the age of 23 to be interested in Zhengzhi. Their eyes are full of celebrities who cannot be chased, and entertainment news that reverses and reverses.

There is as much journalism as there is for a quick-witted young man to write.

But the interview has already been arranged, sitting in the meeting room that has been cleaned, Leon looked at the girl through the glass, and recalled the last time, the person sitting in the same position as him was Naita En.

Thinking of this, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Hi, Mr. Morton." Lusa greeted energetically, "I'm Lusa Pullman, a reporter from Entertainment Weekly."

I don't know what color her short hair used to be, but the brown color now is obviously dyed.

She was wearing business attire, and the way she dressed was not rigorous, or really unprofessional.

Like Britney's MV "OPS! Like the look in ", she opened the women's suit jacket on the top, rolled up the hem of the white shirt inside and tied it under the chest, revealing a flat belly, tattoos on the collarbone and the collarbone, and a little bra.

There is no doubt that she is a beautiful woman with a beautiful figure, and she has no intention of hiding it.

Leon could only look directly into her black eyes.

"It was hard for me to win your interview right." Lusha smiled, her semicircular eyes narrowed slightly, she raised her hand to support her chin, her elbow rested on the table, and her upper body got closer.

Leon could only focus on the ruby ​​ring on her index finger.

Lusha didn't seem to feel that the visual aggression/aggression produced by her dress had caused the interviewees' discomfort, and she continued her topic:

"I believe that everyone who has watched your speech is full of doubts about your current situation. Do you have anything to explain?"

"I was framed." Leon blurted out.

Soon he realized that he was a little anxious, so he closed his mouth to calm down his inner emotions, and later smiled wryly: "Anyway, you won't believe me when I say that."

"Oh, you should understand that in order to open the psychological defense of the interviewee, we will believe anything during the interview." Lusha blinked her right eye and said, "Including you are innocent and you were framed , or you're actually an alien and don't have to abide by human morality."

Leon laughed and said, "Have you ever encountered such an explanation?"

"Of course," Lusha put down her hands, and said with a bright smile, "The man told me that he actually came from the M78 nebula, where the tradition is to replace 'greetings' with 'knife'."

When she smiles on her oval face, there are prominent dimples on her cheeks.

Leon smiled, shaking his head slightly in doubt.

"Mr. Morton...can I call you Leon?" She tilted her head and asked.

"Please." Leon said cooperatively.

"Would you mind telling me about your innocence, Leon?" She took the book at hand, opened it, stretched out two fingers to pick up the pen, pressed the body of the pen with her thumb, and twirled the pen between her fingers like a habit lap.

"Okay." Leon said.

This is the truth after all, nothing to hide.

"Okay," Binny said.

He and Ke Luo were also sitting facing each other in the study room. The tea table was not the glass between them, and what was placed on the table was not pens and notebooks, but cold black tea.

"You've been thinking for a long time," Ke Luo said.

"I must be cautious, after all, I am responsible for the life and safety of my boss." Binny said unhurriedly.

"That's right." Ke Luo stood up and looked at the books on the bookshelf with his hands behind his back. Each of them was as thick as a brick. "I can't guarantee whether you are safe, nor can I guarantee what will happen in the future. You want a chance, and I will give you a chance." , you can’t reveal my name, and you can’t admit your relationship with me, that’s all.”

"I've heard about private prisons," Binney said. "Ever since Parliament passed the 'Private Prisons Establishment Act' [-] years ago, there's been a lot of criticism about these places."

Strictly speaking, "private prisons" are "private enterprises intervening in prisoner supervision business". Large companies provide prisons with management equipment, management personnel, medical equipment, and even their children or relatives who have committed crimes.

Corporations benefit in the hundreds of millions a year from private prisons.

It is conceivable that once the relatives, friends or children of these people are imprisoned, what kind of heavenly environment they will enjoy in such a prison.

Except that they cannot go out, their prison life is no different from normal life.

After being released from prison in N years, he is a hero again.

"I don't like this kind of thing," Corot admits, "but the country obviously doesn't run according to my likes and dislikes. The crime rate is increasing, the facilities are inadequate, the funds are chaotic, and the management is not in place. We need to invest, even if the consequences are bad. Fair."

Even in prison, some people can still do whatever they want, and declare: "It's nothing, even this prison is funded by my family."

Managed and Managed are just reversed, prison administrators dare not do anything to prisoners like this because guess what?

Even the salaries of managers may be paid by them or the big shots behind them!

"I suggest you send money," Ke Luo walked back, sat down on the sofa, picked up black tea, and said, "Although as a minister of justice, it would be strange for me to suggest this, but I prefer to speak frankly.

"Unify the list of all the staff involved in the Leon case, give money at the 'market price', and change his punishment from 'death penalty' to 'life imprisonment'.

"Then asked to send him to the private Yanshan Prison in State B. This place can also be bought with money."

He looked into Binny's eyes and said with a smile: "After all, compared with the boss's life, the law is not that important, is it?"

When Binny walked out of Corot's study, he was not in a more relaxed mood than when he came. In the living room, he saw Oscar sitting on the couch, watching TV, with a cigarette in his mouth and a messy stubble on his chin.

The last time we met, he still gave Binny the bank card sent by Nathan.

The amount inside is enough to realize Corot's plan.

It seems that things are so strange, Leon was sentenced to death because of Netann's death, and escaped the death penalty because of Netann's money.

"I guess Leon will let you come over." Oscar said without turning his head, "Tell him that I lost to him, if he survives this time..."

He took the cigarette butt from his mouth, pressed it directly on the table, and said, "I will help him. I will put everything on him."

Binny nodded calmly: "I will tell you."

Oscar let out a listless "Yes", which was regarded as an answer.

Leaving Xhosa's house, Binny breathed a sigh of relief when he sat in the car, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

Ke Luo's advice to him did not exceed his expectations, but Ke Luo's commission caught him by surprise.

He drove to State A Detention Center, got out of the car, but unexpectedly met Alan in front of the detention center.

Allen Deere, a young man who chose to stay with Kenan for his studies due to financial problems.

The teenager was wearing a school uniform, holding a protest card and standing there, lonely like a tree.

Binny thought for a while, and walked over to say hello: "Alan."

Allen was taken aback, turned his head, and looked at him with some hesitation in his eyes.

Binny looked at the sign in his hand and said, "I'm Binny Elwin, a friend of Leon. Can I help you?"

"Thank you." Allen said, pursing his lips, and said, "They said that Leon killed Nathan, is it true?"

Binny didn't answer right away, so Allen said anxiously: "I don't believe it! There must be something wrong with it!"

"Indeed," Binny admitted.

"I knew it." Alan murmured in a daze, "Leon wouldn't do that kind of thing."

"Are you going to see him?" Binny pointed in the direction of the detention center with his thumb.

Allen shrank his body and said with a wry smile: "No, there's nothing to talk about. You should be very busy now."

"Are you still in school?" Binny looked at his watch, it should be school time now.

Allen paused for a moment, then said, "No, not anymore."

He twitched the corner of his mouth strangely: "The fastest way to get something is also the fastest to lose. Fortunately, I still have some money."

It seems that he has broken up with Kenan.Binny thought.

Thinking of the occurrence of such a bad thing, this should not be a peaceful breakup for you.

Allen raised the protest sign in his hand: "Today, we are here to support Leon."

"you?"

Binny turned his head and saw people approaching one after another in the drizzle, all holding the same sign in their hands.

He recognized the workers.

The attention on the Internet is fleeting, but they haven't abandoned Leon yet.

There may be many Walters, many Roys, many Carls, many Rolls and Lilies among them, but for now, they are still on Leon's side.

This is the biggest difficulty.

"You are not alone," Allen said.

"Thank you." Binny nodded.

In his heart, he said: I'm sorry...

After Binny helped Leon get rid of the death penalty by doing this, smart people should be suspicious of what happened.

Allen...was a smart guy.

But now he can't reveal the whole plan. In the end, it's still his and Leon's choice, and the misunderstandings caused are also their responsibility.

Besides this sentence, he really didn't know what to say.

When he walked into the gate of the detention center, he passed Lusha who was going out, and neither of them looked at each other.

After passing the review, the guard took him to the meeting room, where Leon had already been sitting.

"It's resolved." As soon as he sat down, he said to Leon, "Don't worry about it later."

Leon wanted to know how to solve it, but he also knew that this is not a good place to chat, so he nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Be careful," Binny cocked his lips, and said, "The next time we meet, we should be in Yanshan Prison. Leave it to me, boss."

Yanshan Prison?

Leon nodded, remembering these four words in his heart.

As long as Binny said not to worry, it must not worry.Leon believed this.

After a series of routine procedures such as making connections, giving money, and re-sentencing, Leon was sent to the Yanshan Prison in State B as he wished. At the same time, the money on the Netann card shrank significantly, and the remaining amount was less than [-] million.

The real customers suck the money like leeches.

Binny was also eye-opening during the execution process:

Some of them do not want cash, and only accept expensive but seemingly inconspicuous collections, because these can be conveniently "packaged"; some will ask him to transfer the money to charity organizations, and keep silent about how they got the money; Some people asked him to transfer money to invest in movies or TV shows; some even asked him to hand over the money to a certain woman or man...

No matter what they said, Binny followed suit.

Leon gets a chance to appeal.

The second trial begins.

The second trial passed successfully.

Leon was sentenced to life imprisonment and served his sentence in Qishan Prison.

As soon as the news came out, ordinary people didn't feel it.

But in the official forum and the business world, the few people who are still concerned about this matter have a lot of guesses in their hearts.

These few people are high-status and suspicious people. They saw the collapse of the Hawke family and deduced the calculation behind it. They were very concerned about the next move of Tex and even Hines.

Since Leon participated in the election, he has been canvassing votes or speaking as a civilian.

What kind of place is Kedishan Prison?

Ordinary people will not be particularly aware of the "mystery" in it, but these people understand it very well.

This is the place where the nobles "serve their sentences", and it is a "criminal paradise" where they can't get in without money.

Leon, what is your identity?

An accident happened to Naitaen, and Tex should let him die in order to get rid of the blame, but why can he escape the death penalty and enter Qishan Prison?

Could it be that the protests of the civilian population have had an effect?

Obviously impossible.

In their view, there is only one explanation:

There is also an inside story.

They guessed in their hearts that Leon's identity might be Hynes' pawn, who was ordered to help Tex annex the Hawk family, and whether Hines would attack Tex next, and so on.

Despite their differing views, they all came to the same conclusion:

This whole thing isn't over yet.

Going through the procedures for admission, signing, physical examination, changing into a prison uniform... Leon did it one by one.

He still didn't understand the reason for coming to Yanshan Prison, sitting in a separate cell, thinking carefully.There are single cells and multi-person cells in Yanshan Prison. The multi-person cells are naturally prepared for ordinary criminals, while the single cells are for those who have paid money.

In Leon's view, a single cell is like a luxurious bedroom, with everything you need, big bed, four-piece bed set, wardrobe, separate bathroom, refrigerator, TV, game console...

It's not like going to jail, it's more like traveling.

He looked down at the gray prison uniform he was wearing, and finally confirmed his identity at the moment.

The only disadvantages are that the Internet is disconnected, the mobile phone is confiscated, and the outside world cannot be contacted.

But if Leon really wanted to, it would be fine to spend some money and make an appointment to meet up.

Leon fell down on the thick bed, a burst of fatigue struck him, and his eyes slowly closed.

"Number 005046, it's time to eat."

There was a knock on the iron door, and Leon was awakened, sat up and walked to the door, he let out an "ah" in surprise.

Outside the door was Binny in prison uniform.

"Are you...?" Leon was stunned.

Binny raised an index finger, pressed it to his lips, and gave a soft "shh".

Then, he straightened his police cap as if nothing had happened, and said seriously: "Let's go, behave yourself."

Binney put on the prison guard's uniform, and his imposing manner was no different from that of a real prison guard.

He has a particularly good figure, which matches the prison guard uniform very well.

Leondo took a few glances, met his gaze, his face became hot, he turned his head quickly, and then regretted why he turned his head.

Doesn't this become a guilty conscience?

What's wrong with this?

Who is not a uniform control?

After talking in his mind, Leon habitually walked beside Binny, only to find that he stepped up a few steps and walked in front.

Leon: "..."

All right, let's get into the show, let's play the prison guard and prisoner game.

Walking to the door of the restaurant, Binny said blankly, "You're here." Then, he took a deep look at Leon, and suddenly said sharply, "What are you looking at?"

His voice made everyone in the restaurant turn their heads.

Leon was stunned for a moment, thinking of Binny's phrase "behave", he understood.

He whistled and said roguely, "Look at you, officer."

Laughter erupted in the dining room, and all the prisoners were happy. Most of them were paying attention, with a look of "Hurry up and fight".

"I don't think you're hungry at all, come with me!" Binny scolded with a serious face.

"Okay, sir." Leon had a smile on his brows and eyes, looking extremely unscrupulous.

He raised his finger, clicked on the second button on Binney's prison guard's uniform, and teased, "Find a hidden place, let's talk slowly."

Binny: "..."

Why are you so skilled?

They immediately changed course, causing a burst of laughter and slaps on the table behind them.

In the eyes of the prison guards and prisoners who are extremely bored here, this is "the new prisoner provokes the new prison guard".

There are rookies on both sides, and as a result, either the new prison guards have a relatively strong background and strive for the upper hand; or the new prisoners have a relatively high status and trample the prison guards under their feet.

No difference, have fun watching.

When he came to the office, Binny took off his hat and put it on the table, and said to Leon, "It's more convenient to chat here, and the prison guard's office is also for one person."

"En." Leon smiled and pointed to his head, "Your hair..."

"Huh?" Binny stroked his hair subconsciously, "What's wrong?"

It's rare for Leon to see the other party have this image, and he doesn't want to tell him, but now it's obvious that the business is urgent, so he reminded: "The right side, the hair is sticking up."

The lock of hair stood up tenaciously on the right side of Binny's head. He pressed the palm of his hand a few times, but it didn't work, and the curl became more obvious.

Leon couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"Okay," he said, stretching out his hand naturally, trying to smooth Binny's hair. When he found it was useless, he let go of his hand and said with a smile, "Just find a comb that is wet. Yours The hair is soft."

He picked up the police cap on the table, put it on Binny's head again, and said with a smile, "Don't rush it, you look good in the hat."

After finishing speaking involuntarily, he was a little dazed.

Leon lowered the brim of his hat too low, blocking Binny's view.

Binny pushed up the brim of his hat again, just in time to see Leon's slightly red cheeks, his heart moved, and he didn't speak for a while.

"Cough...why are you here?" Leon quickly changed the subject.

"Koro suspected there was something wrong with this prison," Binny explained, "so we both sneaked in to see what was going on."

"Problem? Isn't the existence of this prison the biggest problem."

Leon pressed the table with one hand, propped up his body, twisted his waist, and sat on the table, then raised his legs and said disdainfully.

He was a little shorter than Binny, and he made up for the height difference by sitting on the table, so that he could look at Binny's eyes parallel to each other.

Binny looked away, turned and walked towards the chair behind the table, and said at the same time: "Although the treatment of the prisoners is good, but with the prison guards watching, the order can be considered to be maintained. Ke Luo felt that the situation was not right, and suspected that the prisoners in this prison There are inmates who kill guards and replace them themselves."

"No way," Leon turned his head to follow him, and said, "Isn't there no information registration?"

Binny sat on a chair and said, "You know this is a private prison, right? Those who use their connections to get in may have even changed their information——Ke Luo doubts that."

If you think about it carefully, you can occupy a prison and replace the prison guards without anyone noticing. What is the purpose of doing this?

Leon thought with shame,

You don't have persecution paranoia, Corot?

"Is this the chance he gave us?..."

Solve the incident in this prison?

"Go back and think about it." Binny said, his eyes softened. "You still have to go back to eat."

"Huh?" Leon exclaimed in shock, "Go back like this, okay?"

"It's just that in the eyes of those people, you are sure that your status is higher than mine, and I can't do anything about you." Binny said, "It seems to be a common thing here."

Can this place get any better?There are still prisons where the prison guards can't do anything to take prisoners!

On the way back, Leon's face was dark, while Binny looked a little downcast, which fit the effect.

Binny walked over to the prison guard's position, and there was a burst of teasing from there.

After receiving the plate from the chef, Leon looked around and found a relatively independent place against the wall to sit down.

The restaurant in this prison also has a round, independent dining table covered with tablecloths... What is the difference between it and the restaurant outside?

He didn't notice that when he took his seat, the prisoners who were still in the dining room exchanged gloating glances.

I don't know if it's a convention, but everyone seems to agree that there must be a prison bully among the prisoners in a prison.

Most of the prisoners follow him, and the few who don't want to follow never dare to offend him. Even the prison guards smile when they see him, because the few disobedient prison guards have been taught by him.

No matter where such a person is in the prison, he can enjoy a VIP treatment that symbolizes his status and distinguishes him from others, such as restaurants, bathrooms or laundry rooms.

When a silly newcomer inadvertently uses his exclusive VIP privileges, there will be many people around him exchanging subtle gloating glances, as if to say "see how this person will die".

Unfortunately, Leon happened to be sitting in this position.

Binney was reminded by his colleague, turned his head and looked over, his colleague whispered to him: "There will be another good show soon."

As he said that, the colleague's eyes showed a little fierceness, and he said softly, "Those people had better kill each other, and all of them will die."

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Another three days of overtime (sigh)

In case of sudden death, I hope heaven does not work overtime, if there is also heaven, I will jump into hell (hey)

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