Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

The female prison guard took a closer look, and sure enough, she saw something wrong on the floor of the room where Qu Qingchen was. As she awkwardly pulled her feet back and forth, it seemed that there were more traces on the concrete floor, but it was not very clear in the monitoring, vaguely like a string of ant climbing traces.

The speaker didn't mean to. After the problem was thrown out, both of them were stunned for a moment, and then almost at the same time felt a chill on their back and quickly climbed up.

This time, no one took the initiative to speak again. Both of them rushed out with calm faces. When they ran to the door of Qu Qingchen's room, the male prison guard subconsciously wanted to take out the key and was stopped by the female prison guard who pressed his hand.

She twisted her brows to make a wink, lifted the baton, opened the small window on the door panel, glanced inside, and cried, "what are you doing?"

In fact, when the sound of footsteps approached from the door, Tan Jing knew someone was coming. She was almost ecstatic, but she didn't make any expression on her face. She had been rowing on the ground with her feet for a long time. Her toes had already been dripping with blood, her nails were broken, and her cross-section was pierced into the skin and flesh again. The pain in her cone heart came out one after another.

There was no reply. The female prison guard was puzzled for a while. She stood on tiptoe and glanced inside through the iron railings. She was so scared that she almost fell down on the spot.

She only saw "Qu Qingchen" smile at her, and then quickly fell down. Her whole body was like a leaking balloon. Without any sign, she suddenly plunged down to the floor. There was a dull "bang" when the skin and bone collided with the hard cement.

The male guard looked at her in wonder, "what's the matter? What do you see? "

The female warden pushed him away with a pale face, shivering and touching a bunch of keys to find out which one was on the door in front of him. After finding it, she pushed open the door and went in without hesitation for a second.

The whole room was filled with a strong blood gas, "Qu Qingchen" fell to the ground, his head tilted on his shoulder, at first glance, it looked like a corpse.

The female prison guard covered her nose and tried to help the woman up. As soon as she touched her hand, she was startled by the sticky and warm touch. Her wrist softened and slipped to her feet.

She frowned and forced herself to cheer up. After checking the woman's eyes, she found that her bare foot was blurred, and even some white bones covered with bright red flesh and blood could be seen at the tip of her big toe.

Female prison guard Rao Shi has seen more serious injuries than this. At this moment, she can't help but take a breath. She never thought that any prisoner would be able to injure herself like this. And that smile, why should she smile at herself when she faints?

The female prison officer was a little at a loss by the scene just now and now. At this time, her male colleague's voice came to her ear, "look on the ground, she really wrote."

The female C.O. hears it and looks at it.

The rough concrete floor left a rough and fuzzy horizontal and vertical lines, which were written in blood. Now, she even saw a little minced meat at the junction of the horizontal and vertical lines. If there was no accident, it should be the white bone on the woman's feet around her that should have been covered.

The female prison guard felt the waves in her stomach, and all the food she ate in the morning clamored to pour down her throat. She forced to swallow a mouthful of saliva, which will be the feeling of nausea back. She leaned over her head, narrowed her eyes, and carefully identified what the lines on the ground were for. At that time, she really saw some clues for her.