My identity is getting more and more perverted

Chapter 11 I am a well-deserved good citizen!
Time, passing by day by day.

Three weeks later.

some afternoon.

Chen Yu closed his eyes and rested his mind, lying leisurely on the wooden cot, listening to the pure music played on his mobile phone.

The captain beat his shoulders, and the fraudster rubbed his legs.

The "criminal police team" in the third shop and the fourth shop, each holding a plate of fruit, graciously threw it into his mouth that opened from time to time.

A comfortable batch.

"Cough. That's it." Swallowing a grape, Chen Yu cleared his throat and waved his hand: "Tiantian, bananas, grapes, apples, and oranges are cheap fruits. I'm tired of eating them. Let's get some durians tomorrow."

"No problem." The captain raised his hand: "Brother, leave it to me. Guaranteed to be the freshest."

"Yeah." Chen Yu didn't open his eyes, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."

"Brother." The thug in Sipu put down the fruit plate and asked while joining the massage team, "When will you be shot?"

"Shoot Nima!" The captain was furious, and slapped the thug's face hard: "Who dares to shoot our boss?"

In a month's time, these intelligent criminals have fully understood Chen Yu's horror.

Go to bed at night, chant alone!
Eat during the day and eat with the prison guards!

Every few days, the head of the prison guard system will come to warn these prisoners not to bully Chen Yu...

What a powerful background is this?

The captains of the East and West Wards all guessed that there might be a powerful "supernatural person" standing behind Chen Yu.Otherwise, it is impossible to explain how a "world's number one murderer" is so chic in prison.

After all, the "title" on everyone's head can't be deceiving!
"Ah." Smacking his lips, Chen Yu finally opened his eyes: "There's no need to press, your skills are not good enough."

"Yes, yes." The bald head leader nodded again and again: "Let's practice harder."

Chen Yu: "Maybe I won't be able to enjoy it."

"What... what do you mean?" the captain was at a loss.

Chen Yu didn't explain, stood up, stretched his arms and legs, and stretched his muscles and bones.

The title on his head is fixed and changes every month.

It's been a month since the last change.

So at most tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, his title of [the world's number one serial murderer who tortured and mutilated corpses] will no longer exist.

If he becomes an [ordinary person], the public security will pick him up.

"...It's a pity." Chen Yu smacked his lips unsatisfied, bent down to pick up the mobile phone on the ground, turned off the music, and was about to make a chant and go to the prison yard for a walk.

Here, he has a privilege.

Before going to sleep in your own "dorm" every night, you can move around for half an hour at will.

Thinking about the time, Chen Yu put away his mobile phone and turned to walk to the door of the cell.

And when he turned around, he saw the middle-aged police officer outside the iron gate—the deputy director of the Hongtukeng Police Station.

Beside him stood the warden.

"Ah... hello." Chen Yu was inexplicably embarrassed, and raised his hand to say hello: "Long time no see."

"Okay." The middle-aged police officer said with a gloomy face, "I let you in to receive education and reform. You actually enjoyed it."

Chen Yu sneered: "Brother, when did you come?"

"I've been here since that kid danced for you." The middle-aged police officer pointed directly at a criminal in the cell: "You can watch these five big and three rough people dance folk dances for you?"

"I don't have a girl, so I can't help it." Chen Yu hurriedly changed the subject and walked to the door: "Well, open the door for me."

As soon as the warden shook his head, a prison guard stepped forward, took out an electronic card, and unlocked the iron door.

Chen Yu stepped out of the door. Just as he was about to say something, the middle-aged police officer waved his hand, turned around, and said coldly, "Follow me."

The deputy director, the warden, and Chen Yu, the three of them passed through the entire west section of the prison without stopping, and came to a small building on the second floor not far from the prison gate.

After living there for a month, Chen Yu is quite familiar with the whole prison.Seeing entering this building, he was suddenly surprised: "You want to take me away?"

"Do you still want to leave this place for retirement?" The middle-aged police officer glared at Chen Yu, and then politely said to the warden, "Boss, you can go through the formalities now."

"Okay. You sit down for a while, and I'll get it done."

The warden is gone.

The two found a lounge at random and sat down.

Chen Yu hesitated to speak: "Um... are you leaving tonight?"

"You don't want to go out?" the middle-aged police officer muffled.

"No." Chen Yu licked his lips: "The main thing is to make an appointment with Durian tomorrow..."

"Snapped!"

The middle-aged police officer was furious, and slammed the table: "You're really addicted! There's no cure!"

Chen Yu: "..."

Middle-aged police officer: "Leave tonight!"

It's a ridiculous coincidence.

Just half a minute after the deputy director's roar, the title of "The World's Number One Serial Murderer" on Chen Yu's head began to fade.

The middle-aged police officer discovered this for the first time!After the momentary surprise, there was raging anger.

"You fucking don't make sense!"

"Ah?" Chen Yu was at a loss: "What's wrong?"

"As soon as I said I would take you out of prison, your title changed immediately!" The middle-aged police officer clenched his fists and said, "You are too deceitful!"

"My title has faded?" Chen Yu was surprised: "What a coincidence?"

Facing such an annoying dog, the middle-aged police officer resisted the urge to do it himself, gritted his teeth, and tried to stay calm: "Okay, okay, okay. Don't you have enough? Good! As long as you abandon your crazy thoughts , be a good person, and change your title. I can communicate with the higher-ups, and I can send you in for a few days for vacation every year."

"Is there such a good thing?!" Chen Yu was pleasantly surprised.

The color of the title on his head seems to have faded a little...

Middle-aged police officer: "..."

After a long silence, the middle-aged police officer's anger dissipated, and he rubbed his face tiredly.

He now felt that what the deputy chief said was correct.

There is indeed something wrong with this kid's "spirit".

"If you didn't belong to the 'forecast appellation', I could shoot you several times!" The middle-aged police officer spat out a sentence viciously.

"You are right." Chen Yu nodded: "But you are not professional as a warden, he said he could kill me more than 1000 times."

two hours later.

All release procedures have been completed.

Communicate properly with the police and the government.

Chen Yu walked out of the gate of Qingcheng Prison holding the stamped documents of the warden, bureau chief, and Qingcheng government office secretary.

The sound of "creaking" the iron door opening was crisp and sweet.Chen Yu was full of regret.

He hasn't had time to say goodbye to his inmates yet...

Outside the door, there were two familiar faces waiting.

It was the two police officers, a man and a woman who "arrested" Chen Yu at the beginning.

"Huh?" The policewoman was pleasantly surprised, looking at the title on Chen Yu's head: "Reformed?"

"Fart!" The middle-aged police officer pushed Chen Yu: "He just wants to stay in prison. When I heard that I was going to take him out, he was so scared that he changed his title."

"Ah, here." Chen Yu retorted, "How can I control my title?"

"You are an 'advance appellation'. What can you become? Isn't it just a thought?" The middle-aged policeman said with a gloomy face: "I warn you, do your duty. The 'appellation' on your head is a pre-address. Sex, although it can't convict you, it can just show your thoughts and ideas. Once or twice, I think you didn't mean it. But if you continue, I can only think that you are using your 'title' to come Threatening the police and provoking the law!"

"The director is right." The male policeman also came up and said solemnly: "You are an innocent citizen, we can correct you and help you. But once you are identified as a troublemaker, our public security means, we Believe that you will never want to experience it."

"Anyway, what I say is useless." Chen Yu raised his hand and raised two fingers: "But I swear, I have always been a well-deserved good citizen."

As soon as the voice fell, the title above his head changed on time.

From [the world's number one serial murderer who tortured and mutilated corpses] to [terrorist].

Policeman: "..."

Policewoman: "..."

Middle-aged police officer: "...it's endless, isn't it?"

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(End of this chapter)