Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 900 915 [First inspection] Part [-]
At the first moment, Song Zhichao wondered if this guy named Le had seen through his identity, or why would he say such a sentence suddenly.

However, after experiencing strong winds and waves, Song Zhichao quickly stabilized his mind, pretended that he hadn't heard anything, and continued to drink water.

Song Zhichao's composure really had an effect.

That brother Le looked at Song Zhichao and was surprised to see that he didn't respond.

Originally, he saw that Song Zhichao, Li Jiaxin, and Ruan Ling were going suspiciously, so he deliberately used the sentence just now as a test. If Song Zhichao reacted strongly, it would be tantamount to indirectly admitting that he was special, but now——
"Did I guess wrong?" Brother Le wondered.

The fat man sitting with Brother Le glanced at Song Zhichao, then at Brother Le, and was about to speak when his cell phone rang.

The fat man picked up the phone and said a few words, then suddenly lowered his voice and said to Brother Le, "I'm looking for you, the warden."

Brother Le was about to find out Song Zhichao's identity, when he saw the fat man handing over the phone, he could only take it with a frown and speak into the phone.

For a moment—
Brother Le hung up the phone, took another deep look at Song Zhichao, and then told the fat man, "I order everyone to leave, and you must go back to the prison before dark." After speaking, he stood up, tidied up his police uniform, and walked towards the jeep. go.

The fat man muttered in the back: "In such a hurry, the buttocks haven't warmed up yet! And the beer hasn't been drunk yet!"

He picked up a bottle of Heineken, raised his neck, gulped down his breath, and pursed his mouth—cool; before leaving, he grabbed a handful of peanuts and chewed them away.

The prison car the size of a minibus started to move, followed by the jeep, and slowly disappeared on the road in front of the convenience store.

The owner of the convenience store came out to pack his things, cursing: "Pu Jie boy! Every time I come here, I am earth-shattering. I am not Dad, I have to serve you every time!"

Bang bang, clear away the dishes and beer.

Song Zhichao asked, "Boss, what did those people do just now?"

The male boss said angrily: "Can't you see it, the prison guards in Stanley Prison in front."

"Why do they buy so many cigarettes and alcohol --- isn't the prison not allowing them to be sold?" Song Zhichao continued to ask.

The male boss glanced at Song Zhichao, as if unwilling to speak.

Song Zhichao got up, took out a cigarette and handed it to the male boss, and lit it for the male boss: "Don't worry, I'm just asking casually, nothing else."

The male boss squinted his eyes, smoked a cigarette, and glanced at Li Jiaxin, who was as beautiful as a flower, intending to show off in front of the beauties, not to mention these things in his heart for too long, so he found a chair and sat down, saying: "This You don’t know—there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom, especially those who manage prisons, there are a lot of oil and water.”

"The more things are banned in prisons, the more profitable they are. Cigarettes, not to mention alcohol, and those colorful magazines are the most profitable things in prisons."

"These things are transported to the prison, the price is doubled, distributed to the leaders of each prison, and the leaders double it again, and sold to the prisoners-do you think it makes money?"

Song Zhichao scratched his eyebrows with the tail finger of his left hand: "Then the prison doesn't care?"

"What the hell! Now the warden of that prison is a jerk named 'George' who knows all about it, but turns a blind eye to it, because he's got money too, and he's got the most money. "

"Thinking about it, I understand. People came to Hong Kong from the UK all the way. Why? Isn't it for making money! Could it be that they came to Hong Kong to support our prison construction? --- with some murderers and robbers all day long. It's normal. People are going crazy, let alone a British gentleman?"

"Besides, it's almost [-], and Hong Kong will return to the mainland by then. They British guys still have a few days to live. If they don't take the opportunity to make a fortune before the return, they will go back to the UK to eat shit!" The male boss finished, Just smoke a cigarette.

Song Zhichao couldn't help asking: "If he does this, isn't he afraid of being reported?"

"Report? Who will report? It's so remote here, and Stanley Prison has always been a hard-hit area for ghosts to fish for money. Did you see that Le brother just now? His name is Le Jun, and he is the ghost George's subordinate, or the ghost George Brother-in-law, the two are in collusion, they are very cautious in doing things, and often play side-by-side, you have no real evidence, it is very difficult to expose them!"

Song Zhichao was silent, and asked the male boss again: "So, this group of people is really difficult to deal with."

The male boss took a deep look at Song Zhichao: "That's not true, the prison is so big, and many prison guards are good, but they were harmed by these black sheep --- mainly because no one is willing to stand up. , they must be unlucky."

Song Zhichao smiled and said nothing more.

And casually chatted with the male boss a few words.

The boss' eyes were only wandering around Li Jiaxin, which annoyed Song Zhichao, and he didn't want to talk to him any more, so he ordered Ruan Ling to set off.

Before leaving, the male boss couldn't bear it anymore, and said to Song Zhichao solemnly: "To be honest, little brother, your girlfriend looks like a person."

"Like who?"

"Li Jiaxin!"

Song Zhichao: "..."

The boss has a problem with his eyes, and he can't tell the difference between real people and fakes.

……

On the jeep in the distance——
The fat man asked the man with glasses: "Brother Le, you seemed to be very interested in those three just now."

The man with glasses put his nose on his glasses: "Don't you think they are weird?"

The fat man thought about it for a while: "It's a bit---in the wilderness, handsome men and beautiful women, especially that woman, she is too beautiful, yes, she looks similar to a female star."

The man with glasses——Le Jun glared at the fat man, "Are you only thinking about pretty girls?"

The fat man scratched his head in embarrassment: "The other woman is too ugly, the scar on her face looks like a centipede."

Le Jun was speechless, "Can't you pay attention to that man?"

"Male? He's handsome, and he looks attractive."

"That's right, such a man is driving such a broken car." Le Jun said, "You don't think it's suspicious?"

"Brother Le, hearing what you said, it's really suspicious. Could it be..." The fat man hesitated to speak.

"It's very possible." Le Jun nodded, "This is the legendary private interview on a micro-service."

"Oops, then didn't he hear what we said?" The fat man became frightened.

Le Jun smiled: "Are you scared?"

"Not afraid."

"Aren't you afraid why are you shivering?"

"Well, it's a little cold."

"Don't worry." Le Jun said, "How many things can he be a justice of the peace? Besides, I deliberately asked him to listen to what I said just now."

The fat man was taken aback: "Why?"

"Because I want to show him off!" Le Jun said coldly. "Let him know who is not to be provoked here!"

Fatty: "..."

Immediately admired - even a justice of the peace dared to play, Brother Le is really amazing!

(End of this chapter)