Restricted Area - Chapter 18

Prisoners in ordinary cells will only wear handcuffs under special circumstances, while prisoners in cell building No. 1 will wear handcuffs after leaving the cell, and will only be taken off when they are released or working.

Jiang Chijing pushed open the door of the small meeting room and said to the prison guard who followed: “Open his handcuffs.”

The guard was embarrassed: “Is this not so good?”

“It’s okay.” Jiang Chijing said, “I am responsible for the problem.”

Zheng Mingyi moved his wrist and entered the meeting room behind Jiang Chijing. Instead of sitting at the end this time, he went to the first row to sit down and said to Jiang Chijing, “Thank you, Officer Jiang.”

Jiang Chijing didn’t answer, and he opened the “Code for Prisoners” in his hand and read it.

In fact, the main purpose of this education class is not so much education as communication. The ultimate goal is not to wash the prisoner’s mind, but to see whether his attitude has changed.

If you still don’t obey the discipline, then throw it back to the confinement room and confine it.

Jiang Chijing finished reading the content of the fight according to the procedure, then raised his eyes to look at Zheng Mingyi and asked, “Are you clear about these contents?”

Zheng Mingyi looked a little boring. He didn’t seem to listen carefully to what Jiang Chijing said, but he still cooperated and said, “Clear.”

Regarding Zheng Mingyi’s attitude, Jiang Chijing was fairly relieved, otherwise the prison guards would not be allowed to untie his handcuffs.

He closed the booklet and came to the front of the lecture table, leaning his hips on the edge of the table, with his hands wrapped around his chest, and said to Zheng Mingyi: “Your sentence is very short, and you will go out soon, making trouble in prison impossible. ”

“Yeah.” Zheng Mingyi replied, and his gaze swept across Jiang Chijing’s legs.

Jiang Chijing leaned against the table like this, with his legs slightly stretched forward, looking extremely slender. Originally, his legs were very straight, and wrapped in uniform pants gave a shock of asceticism.

Jiang Chijing noticed Zheng Mingyi’s sight. He frowned slightly and asked, “Are you listening to me?”

“Listening.” Zheng Mingyi raised his gaze and met Shang Jiang Chijing’s eyes, “I can do two things with one heart.”

This means admitting that he is distracted.

Jiang Chijing’s forehead faintly appeared blue veins: “Who wants you to do two things with one heart?”

Zheng Mingyi raised his right hand, tapped his head with his index finger, and said, “I can’t control it.”

Hearing this, Jiang Chijing’s anger disappeared.

He knows this feeling, because he can’t help analyzing others, picking up the binoculars, and looking at the window of Zheng Mingyi’s house.

Sometimes a person’s brain is just like the subconscious self, which is not controlled by the external self at all.

Jiang Chijing didn’t say much, stood back behind the desk, and changed the subject: “Why do you want to learn to fight?”

In fact, Jiang Chijing wanted to ask about punching, but that would expose himself, so he picked a safe statement.

Zheng Mingyi’s boxing is well-organized, and he is obviously a master. Among the prisoners Jiang Chijing has contacted, there has never been a person like Zheng Mingyi, who clearly committed economic crimes, but did not lose the fierce prisoners in the fight.

“Do you really want to listen?” Zheng Mingyi asked.

“Is this a secret?” Jiang Chijing raised an eyebrow.

“Not really.” Zheng Mingyi smiled, “because some people owe a lot of punches.”

“for example?”

Zheng Mingyi didn’t seem to mean to talk deeply, but seeing that Jiang Chijing was waiting for him, he was silent for a while, and finally exhaled in compromise: “For example, people who laugh at me who are illiterate.”

This answer surprised Jiang Chijing. He asked, “Are you literate?”

“Well, it’s just very difficult.” Zheng Mingyi said, “The combination of strokes in my eyes is different from that of ordinary people, but it’s not completely unknown.”

People with dyslexia have a different sense of space than ordinary people, which also makes these people have more agile thinking. But thinking is difficult to embody. On the contrary, the point of “not knowing how to read” will give people a more intuitive impression.

In Jiang Chijing’s cognition, a normal adult would not laugh face to face at others’ illiteracy. He recalled that Zheng Mingyi had a high school degree, and guessed: “Is the person you beaten your classmate?”

“Yes.” Zheng Mingyi said, “So I often transfer schools, and I am a standard’bad student’ in the eyes of the teacher.”

Jiang Chijing suddenly thought of a sentence, persuading people to be generous, and the sky thunders. The joys and sorrows of human beings are not interlinked. It is very rude to persuade others to be generous if they have not experienced the things of others.

He did not have a stand to judge whether Zheng Mingyi’s actions were correct, but as far as the situation is now, he still said: “The prison environment is quite special, so it’s better to endure it.”

Zheng Mingyi chuckled lightly and said, “I said, Officer Jiang, I will listen to you.”

Compared with Jiang Chijing’s seriousness, Zheng Mingyi’s tone was relaxed. Jiang Chijing only felt that he was really worried about eating carrots, and then Zheng Mingyi said again: “Speaking of Police Officer Jiang, I told you about mine, shouldn’t you also talk about you?”

“My experience is very ordinary.” Jiang Chijing said.

The family conditions are good, the parental feelings are okay, but they have stronger curiosity than ordinary people, but they are very clear about the insurmountable bottom line.

“Don’t you have any special hobbies?” Zheng Mingyi asked.

Jiang Chijing’s heart suddenly pulled the cordon, he was sure that Zheng Mingyi was not asking this question casually.

He turned passive to take the initiative, and calmly looked at Zheng Mingyi and said, “Don’t you know?”

Zheng Mingyi raised one eyebrow lightly, obviously he didn’t expect Jiang Chijing to do this trick. A keen interest gathered in his eyes, and his lips curled slightly and said, “I’m not sure.”

It seems that it hasn’t been fully exposed yet.

Jiang Chijing has learned Zheng Mingyi’s routine, deliberately revealing a tail to lure the other party into the bait, and then put out the desired information from the other party’s mouth.

I didn’t expect this trick to work well.

Jiang Chijing looked at his watch and said, “It’s almost time. Go back first.”

Finally, Jiang Chijing marked Zheng Mingyi’s assessment form with the word “qualified”. After twelve o’clock, Zheng Mingyi’s figure reappeared in the library.

He still sat in the corner by the window and looked at the comics, but today the other prisoners automatically moved away from him.

Jiang Chijing glanced at the quiet library. Seeing that everyone was reading in peace, he idly turned out the monitoring software icon and clicked on the screen in the entertainment room next door.

In fact, Jiang Chijing does not check the situation there every day. Prisoners need to go through the front door of the library to go to the recreation room. Sometimes Jiang Chijing only looks at people and probably knows what will happen in the recreation room.

If it’s smoking or playing cards, he won’t bother to open it, but if unexpected people get together, the situation is different.

For example, today, two people went to the entertainment room together. One of them was a gangster who was in jail at the same time as Zheng Mingyi, that is, the one who touched Jiang Chijing’s ass.

As for the other, it is the famous “princess” in the southern prison.

The reason why a big man has such a nickname is of course related to his profligate temperament, but few men in prison dare to provoke him, because he is the “woman” of the eldest brother Xu Sheng.

Before Zheng Mingyi beat Lao Jiu on bail for medical treatment, Xu Sheng ignored it, but if anyone dared to touch the princess’s hair, it would be touching Xu Sheng’s inverse scale.

People who have been in prison for a period of time dare not hit the princess’s idea, and there are only small gangsters who have just come in, who can’t touch them.

The two people in the screen quickly started an indescribable exercise. Jiang Chijing mourned for the young gangster, and then turned off the monitoring screen.

People who are favored by the princess will only have two fate: one is that the princess sleeps and is cleaned up by Xu Sheng because of the person who touched him; the other is that the princess does not sleep and is cleaned up by Xu Sheng because of the people who look down on him.

In any case, as long as the princess sees it, it will definitely become Xu Sheng’s thorny eye. But the princess was a restless person, she liked to see Xu Sheng angry for him.

Once Jiang Chijing felt strange that there were no other 0s in prison that were interesting to Xu Sheng. Why did Xu Sheng only love the princess.

Later he knew why, because if someone dared to fight Xu Sheng’s idea, it would be even worse by the princess.

When Jiang Chijing was transferred to the Southern Prison before, he was stared at by the princess for a whole week because of a few words with Xu Sheng. Later, seeing that he was really boring to Xu Sheng, the princess stopped coming to the library to hang around.

Comparing the two, Xu Sheng was better if he had to say, at least he would not take the initiative to harm innocent people.

About ten minutes later, the back door of the library was pushed open, and the princess walked in from outside.

Jiang Chijing glanced at the direction of the front door, and saw the little **** slipping away from the waistband, presumably the two of them had finished their work.

But then again, what did the princess do in the library?

The last time the princess came to the library, it was still to stare at Jiang Chijing. Now in this library…

Jiang Chijing’s nerves tightened suddenly, because he saw the princess walking straight towards Zheng Mingyi.

The tables in the library are long and have a lot of seats. People who don’t know usually don’t sit together at all.

But after entering the library, the princess came straight to Zheng Mingyi to sit down, supporting her chin with her hand, and staring at Zheng Mingyi without evasiveness.

Zheng Mingyi leaned toward the window, glanced at the princess blankly, and then returned his gaze to the comic book.

The library was very quiet, Jiang Chijing could hear the princess whispering to Zheng Mingyi, “Little brother, how are you man.”

When he said “man”, his two lips were pressed together, and when they were released again, it seemed to have a hot exhalation.

Zheng Mingyi frowned, looked at the princess inexplicably and said, “What’s the matter?”

“Did you get Chen Er’s hand?” The princess moved forward, pressing her elbows lower, and tilted her chin to look at Zheng Mingyi.

“So what?” Zheng Mingyi asked rhetorically.

Jiang Chijing’s brows knit together unknowingly, why does Zheng Mingyi answer the princess’s question honestly?

“You are amazing.” The princess raised her other hand, touching Zheng Mingyi’s shoulder with her fingers and sliding down, “Can you teach me?”

The princess’ eyes almost wanted to clean Zheng Mingyi’s clothes. Jiang Chijing unbearably took a picture of the tabletop with a newspaper, frowned and uttered two words in the direction of the princess: “Quiet.”