Bandit [strong]

At night, the prison hall is quiet, and the ever-burning lamp casts a bright and quiet light.

All the prisoners had washed and returned to their respective cell numbers. The team leader and guards inspected door by door, reported to the whole team, and then let the prisoners go to bed early.

In the monitoring room, the entire wall is covered with small screens frame by frame, and the monitors can firmly grasp the movement of each cell in the entire prison area.

The prisoner got into the bed and snored steadily. The captain and guards on duty couldn't sleep, they stared at the surveillance screen all night.

Wang Guan looked at the screen and said to Shao Jun: "Captain Shao, your father called the outside line of our office several times. It was urgent to find you. Have you returned yet?"

"Oh, I see……"

Shao Jun responded vaguely.Why is he thinking about other things now?

Wang Guan kindly asked Shao Jun to go back to sleep, and Shao Jun lingered in the monitoring room.

His eyes have been staring at the picture of Class [-]'s cell.There are a total of ten beds in upper and lower bunks, and people are sleeping on nine beds, only the big bed is empty, the tofu block has not been opened for a week, and the bed is deserted.

Shao Jun still remembered that he was on the night shift at that time, and watching the surveillance video at night, Luo Qiang was lying on that bed.

He looked at the monitor, and Luo Qiang also looked at the monitor.

Luo Qiang was facing the camera in the corner, staring straight at him.

Luo Qiang tilted his head, his thick facial features and angular face turned into a very clear and vivid expression in the blurred background picture, one arm was resting on the back of his head, the other hand slowly reached into the quilt, panting , undulating, with a provocative smile on the corner of his lips...

Fuck!

Shao Jun swallowed his saliva fiercely, the root of his teeth itched, and he was annoyed in his heart, and when the hatred was over, there was nothing left...

He used the remote control to bring up the screen of the confinement room, and after just one glance, he became anxious.

"He just sits like this? This person doesn't sleep at night?"

Shao Jun frowned.

"If he doesn't sleep, he just sits." Wang Guan shrugged and said, "Besides wearing shackles, it's uncomfortable to sleep, and he can't even stretch his legs."

Shao Jun walked back and forth in the room a few times, fidgeting, and endured it for a while, but couldn't stand it any longer, and uttered a sentence through gritted teeth.

"Son of a bitch!"

Luo's second son is a bastard, God damn it.

Wearing such a large set of handcuffs and shackles on the body, sitting and carrying it, it is obvious that he is carrying him alone?

"I'll talk to him."

Shao Jun left a word.

There was no sound in the confinement room.The moonlight shines through the small window, revealing a rough and hard silhouette that seems to be covered with molten iron and rusty.

Luo Qiang sat motionless, his slightly heavy breathing and the heaving of his chest moved the iron shackles, making metal friction sounds.

"3709." Shao Jun shouted.

No one ignored him.

Someone didn't even open their eyelids.

"Luo Qiang."

Shao Jun hummed in a low voice, and closed the iron gate tightly behind him.

Luo Qiang didn't move, but raised his eyelids slightly, his gaze cut across Shao Jun's neck, as if there was a blade on the edge of his sight, as if he was going to cut Shao Jun's neck with a knife.

Luo Qiang's voice was low and hoarse: "Officer Shao, newly married, congratulations."

Shao Jun said without blinking: "Thank you."

Luo Qiang looked coldly: "Have you finished your honeymoon? Is it warm enough?"

Shao Jun and Luo Qiang looked directly at each other without showing any sign of weakness: "Yes, I got the license and set up the wine. There are not many people. Let's just have a table of [-]. I went on a seven-day honeymoon tour in Milan, Turin, Florence, Venice. , very refreshing, very moisturizing, what's the matter with you?"

Shao Jun said it smoothly.

He was handcuffed by his father for three days on his high-grade wooden bed imported from Italy.

He saw Luo Qiang suddenly turned his face and looked out the window.

A layer of dark red burning fog accumulated in Luo Qiang's eyes, as if someone had stabbed his eyeballs twice.

In the closed small room, one of the two faces east and the other faces west, neither pays attention to the other, like two male beasts wrestling with each other, neither of them is willing to compromise and retreat.

In the end, Shao Jun couldn't hold back anymore.

He used to talk a lot in normal times, and he couldn't compete with Luo Laoer's in terms of cold war skills.

He knew that if he didn't speak, Luo Qiang wouldn't say a word to him even if he stood against the wall overnight.

He walked over slowly, squatted down at Luo Qiang's feet, and looked up at him.

Just watched silently.

Shao Jun asked, "Didn't you eat dinner?"

The corner of Luo Qiang's mouth twitched, and he squinted away.

Shao Jun was overjoyed, and showed a slippery smile: "You haven't eaten lunch, have you? Who is hungry to show this? If you really want to show me that you are hungry, you should eat it hard when I am not around. Fill it up, store up enough combat power, wait for me to come back and start a hunger strike with me again, what a mess."

Luo Qiang grunted heavily in his throat to show his displeasure.

Shao Jun's heart softened, and he asked, "There are steamed buns in the cafeteria, do you want them?"

Luo Qiang: "No."

"You don't want the steamed buns anymore?" Shao Jun teased him: "I still have a few bags of vacuum duck necks in the drawer of my office. Your brother brought them last time. Are you hungry?"

Luo Qiang snorted.

In fact, I want to eat, I am greedy, but if I want to eat, I can’t just say that I want to eat.

Shao Jun stuffed himself with a cigarette, and forced one into Luo Qiang's mouth.The two fed each other's white eyes for several rounds, as if they couldn't get tired of fighting each other.

When the small light blue flame of the lighter approached his face, the dense eyelashes on Luo Qiang's eyelids couldn't hide the resentment and longing that could not be suppressed after being sad...

The confinement room is several meters square, barely able to accommodate a small bed and a chair, and the surrounding walls are covered with inflatable cushions, and the corners of the bed are wrapped with sponges to prevent prisoners from self-harm and suicide.

There is a camera on the corner of the ceiling, which monitors the movement in the room around the clock, but there are only images and no sound. The people in the monitoring room will never know what the two people are talking about when the door is closed.

Luo Qiang moved the shackles on his wrists when he smoked, and the shackles on his feet were driven by the thin chain connected up and down, and his back was slightly bent.

Shao Jun saw it right away, even though he didn't move around often, the heavy iron ring still rubbed red on his ankle.

"Are you asking for trouble..."

Shao Jun muttered, took out ointment and a roll of clean gauze from his trouser pocket, squatted on the ground, and applied the medicine to this man.

He sterilized the wound with a cotton swab dipped in medicinal wine, and applied a layer of cool ointment on the ankle to relieve the pain. Finally, he wrapped the iron shackles with gauze, so that the feet would not be rubbed anymore, and the wound would be healed. It will not become inflamed.

Shao Jun did it very carefully, the man in front of him had to be coaxed, smoothed his hair, and got used to it.

Shao Sanye usually does this work for others at home?No.He did it for Luo Qiang.

Luo Qiang said nothing, and looked down at the person.

"Are you comfortable now?"

Shao Jun stared at him.

He purposely made a detour to get the ointment and gauze from the office.He knew that the feet in shackles would be worn out, and the skin would be torn to expose the flesh, which was very painful.

Shao Jun said, "Your San'er paid for those large windows for you."

Luo Qiang let out a "hmm".

Shao Jun said: "I know your brother is rich, so I don't care about the money, so let you make trouble like this! I have a good brother who is caring and caring, so beautiful and dear, right?"

Luo Qiang's mouth showed a hint of complacency.

Shao Jun's eyes slowly showed deep displeasure and grievance.

As long as that boy Luo Zhan is mentioned, he has long wanted to shake his face. This is the fuse between the two that cannot be passed, and it will be ignited.

Shao Jun raised his voice aggressively, and said: "Your Luo San'er is so rich, why don't you let him just pay and redeem you?

"Luo Qiang, you understand what's going on here. Tens of thousands of yuan can buy you a year, and 200 million yuan can buy you ten years in prison. If 1000 million yuan can't buy you out of prison?"

Luo Qiang raised his eyes and looked at him: "San'er's money from our family was earned by himself, so why should I waste his money?"

"Then you're fucking messing with me."

Shao Sanye couldn't bear it anymore, and finally broke out.

Shao Jun threw the cigarette on the ground, gnawed his lips with his teeth, and crushed the cigarette butts on the ground with the bottom of his leather boots, wishing he could grind the ashes and shreds of tobacco into the concrete floor.

He circled around Luo Qiang several times in the hut, pointing at people with his finger as if exasperated.

"Isn't your brother the closest to you? Wouldn't he be happy to ask him to spend 1000 million? I don't believe it."

"How can your brother kiss you again? You risked everything for him, and you even paid for the rest of your fucking life. What about him? Is he going to spend the rest of your life with you? Your brother is already married , I am sweet with that guy, and I still miss you as a big brother!"

"The third child of your family came to visit the prison last time. How did you tell him? Why didn't you tell him the truth?"

"Luo Qiang, you are a big idiot, you have lost your mind in prison!"

Shao Jun almost trembled as he spoke, he was so angry that he wanted to slap someone.

If he wasn't a policeman, or Luo Qiang was not a prisoner, he would have kicked this man in the morning.

"I'm more of an idiot than you, I'm the number one fucking idiot in the world."

Shao Jun pointed to his head.

"All you pretend to be is your younger brother, so you should work hard for him."

"If you fulfill him, you won't fulfill me!..."

Shao Jun's eyes were red, his mouth was pouted, his eyes were full of mist, and he stared at Luo Qiang...

No one knew what the two were talking about that night.

Team Tian, ​​Guan Wang, and Guan Zheng, who were on duty, only knew that Third Master Shao had broken up with Lao Er Luo, so he slammed the iron gate heavily and went out.

Shao Jun went back to the office and took out the packs of duck necks, and dragged them to Luo Qiang in the air.

"Nick your neck... Your precious brother honors you!"

Shao Jun cursed softly, picked up a chair, and sat by the wall outside the confinement room door.

He sat cross-legged on a chair with one leg propped up, and gnawed on his knee sullenly.

Mr. Shao is sharp-tongued and has a hot temper. He doesn't let go when he bites anyone, and he doesn't let go when he puts on his trousers. Big hole, these pants are useless...

Luo Qiang found out when the guard came to deliver the meal the next morning.

Wang Guan muttered: "Second Luo, have you offended Captain Shao again? Last night you sat in the house all night, and Team Shao sat with you outside. You don't eat, Team Shao I didn't eat a good meal, you said you, do you have the nerve to be so stubborn?"

Luo Qiang was slightly taken aback by surprise, his eyes darkened, and he remained silent.

It is said that because of Wang Guan's words, Luo Qiang suddenly stopped and stopped making trouble, and told the guard that afternoon that he wanted to go back to the cell to sleep.

Afterwards, the superintendent also praised Wang Guan, "Old Wang, you have succeeded. You actually educated and persuaded Luo's second son. This time, nothing major happened. I will give you a credit for your old boy at the end of the month."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry everyone, the two of them quarreled 555 in their first rivalry scene.

It's a matter of time, Luo Tailang is already married.The plots of the stories overlap, but the things seen from Luo Zhan's perspective may not be the whole truth, so now we are telling the story from the standpoint and perspective of the second brother and Xiao Junjun.

I collected a bunch of mines on the first day, my good boy, it touched me badly!Thank you for your support.