Sometimes, out of nowhere, people are startled by certain sounds for certain things.

It's like...suddenly someone opens the door, suddenly someone speaks, suddenly there are some sounds from somewhere.

These sounds are very common, they are not necessarily weird, they are usually heard, but at this time, they will become unusual.

When the phone rang, the warden pressed his hands on the armrests of the chair and was about to stand up, but the next second, he was startled by the sudden ringing of the phone.

The piercing ringing of the phone echoed in the office, and every time it rang, it would give people a pain like a needle prick.

It obviously doesn't hurt, but it just makes people feel painful, as if there is a needle, somewhere, stinging yourself.

Not serious, you won't be able to stand up because of the sting, but you can't ignore it either.

The phone is ringing, ringing ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring ring...

The pores on the back of the neck of Dot Universe began to tighten, and from a microscopic perspective, a "tsunami" was rapidly sweeping across the entire top of the head from the back of the neck.

His scalp was slightly numb, and after the phone rang several times, he picked up the phone.

He knew that if he didn't answer the phone, the phone would keep ringing because it kept ringing.

"You finally answered the phone..."

The voice on the phone made him somewhat uneasy. It was his wife's call.

"What's the matter?" Before his wife could finish speaking, the warden interrupted her.

His heartbeat began to speed up, and the other hand was tightly grasping the armrest of the chair, getting stronger and stronger, as if it could break it anytime, anywhere.

There was no bad news on the phone.

"Do you forget it?"

"Tomorrow is Ke Sai's graduation ceremony. We agreed to go together. You'd better come back early."

Cosser is the warden's son, a high school student, and has already contacted a suitable university. After the summer vacation, he can report to the new school.

Looking at the date, tomorrow is the last day of Kosei's high school career.

Federal people are very free, but they are also very romantic, and sometimes they pursue a sense of ritual.

They are very concerned about some special days, like wedding anniversaries, dating anniversaries and so on.

In this long and short life, high school graduation is also a very important day.

Because it represents a person, officially from youth to maturity.

Many children leave home after graduating from high school.

This sentence may make some people who are not familiar with the federal culture not understand. Is there any inevitable relationship between graduating from high school and leaving home?

In fact, there are. If you introduce this high school graduation ceremony more vividly, it is actually equivalent to Gefla's coming-of-age ceremony, and it is a very important ceremony in life.

Regardless of whether they will continue to study after graduating from high school or directly enter the society, these young teenagers will leave their families and try to form their own family atmosphere.

Lynch and Catherine started living together after graduating from high school, and they were not alone.

There are many more who do the same, move out of their homes after high school, and get a job.

Their original family no longer bears their living expenses, and they have to worry about their own future.

The same goes for school. Leaving home, going to school, and entering society directly after finishing school is an important process for everyone.

Unable to miss such an important day, the warden heaved a sigh of relief. This is not bad news, "I will go back later, and I will definitely not miss tomorrow's graduation ceremony."

His child, Kosai, goes to high school in a city not far away, and it only takes about an hour by car.

After his wife told him a few more words, she hung up the phone.

At this time, everything around him was not like before he answered the phone, which made him feel uncomfortable, even horrified. He stood up and looked around. Isn't this his office?

In the brig, he saw old Fox.

Old Fox had just had his afternoon tea.

Although he was locked up, there was still no shortage of supplies that should be available.

Moreover, he did not participate in the fights of those people, he was just a "bystander".

Besides, dealing with those around him is enough to "warn" him, there is no need to continue to use some methods against an old man, he firmly believes that no one can escape his control here.

"It seems that you are very satisfied with today's meal." The warden entered the room, and the captain of the prison guard moved a chair in for the warden to sit down.

He glanced at some snack residues on the dinner plate, and there was a strong tea fragrance in the air, it was afternoon tea time.

At this time, the prison will give everyone thirty minutes to rest and enjoy afternoon tea.

Including those prisoners who were "bought" to serve as coolies, they can also get a moment of relaxation.

Do you think the environment or conditions here are too good?

No!

Ninety percent of inmates are unwilling to enjoy afternoon tea because it is mandatory and the price is not cheap.

Like ordinary people, the standard of afternoon tea is five yuan a day, and the prison can plunder one hundred and fifty yuan from each prison inmate just for afternoon tea every month.

reject?

There is no denial of such a statement here.

Can't afford it?

It doesn't matter, as long as you work twice as long, when others have already gone to rest, you'd better continue to work until you pay back all the money owed today.

Every month from people like Old Fox, the warden can get thousands of dollars just for afternoon tea. How could he just let Old Fox go like this?

Old Fox, sitting opposite the warden, was taking care of his beard, and he started to grow his beard after he came in.

A person always needs something to do, and a beard is what he has to do.

He wiped his beard with a hand towel, didn't look at the warden, and didn't answer his question, as if he didn't know that there was another person in the room.

This atmosphere lasted for about a minute or two, and the warden's expression suddenly became distorted.

He pulled out the rubber stick hanging from the waist of the captain of the prison guard, and slammed it on the bed beside Old Fox with a bang.

The whole bed was shaken by the huge force.

Old Fox squinted at the rubber stick less than a palm away from him, then he looked up at the warden.

"I was born in the country when I was a child. I didn't like that place. I wanted to break into a big city."

"You know, children in the country yearn for the city."

"But I don't know what I can do, I'm always switching between different roles, and this has caused me to encounter a lot of things."

"Once, someone wanted to kill me, and his knife was about to cut my throat..."

Old Fox raised his beard, revealing a scar on his chin, "See?"

The warden didn't answer, but continued to stare at the old man.

"I'll pretend you saw it." He continued while stroking his beard, "Later, that man, him, and his whole family were all killed by me."

"Life for so many years has taught me a truth. If you have an enemy, an enemy, you'd better kill him immediately, and don't give him a chance to retaliate."

"This is what I have experienced over the years."

He glanced at the rubber baton again, with a look of contempt and mockery on his face, "So you can't scare me, Warden."

"Our captain has a gun on his waist, you can pull it out and kill me, maybe then I will respect you more!"

Old Fox looked straight at the warden without any fear, "Have you made a decision now?"

For the old Fox, he had killed many people in his life and was hunted down by many people.

In fact, this scene was not on his mind at all.

And he also believed that the warden didn't dare to do anything to him.

If it was before these things happened, he might dare, but after these things happened, he would not do it.

Old Fox certainly knew why they were provoked and locked up. He could feel the embarrassment of the warden at this time, because he came to "visit" himself after ordering the prison guards to lock himself up.

He's trying to salvage something.

The warden stood up slowly. If someone of the level of a member of Congress hadn't called him, it would be too common for a person to die in prison.

Sometimes knowing too much can really make people less timid.

He looked at Old Fox, pointed at him, turned and left the room.

When he left the prison area here, he hesitated, "There is no need to give them food tomorrow and the day after tomorrow..."

He had to show his attitude, especially in front of his subordinates.

The captain nodded to show that he understood, and then the warden went back to his room, sat for a while, and was ready to leave when he got up again.

He generally wouldn't leave here if he didn't have to.

In prison, he is the dictator here, the emperor.

But after leaving here, he will become an ordinary person again.

He didn't like this change of status.

While sitting in the car, the warden actually had some regrets in his heart.

He made simple things more complicated.

Maybe he still has a chance of redemption?

Thinking about these things in his heart~lightnovelpub.net~ he drove the car all the way on the interstate highway.

The outline of the city in the distance had already appeared on the horizon, and seeing the city getting closer, he felt a little more relaxed.

But at this moment, suddenly a large truck quickly caught up from behind.

At first he didn't pay attention to it, it's normal to have trucks running back and forth on the interstate.

But when the truck tried to approach him, he panicked a little.

He opened the co-pilot's toolbox, and there was a revolver in it. He had a hunch that these things had something to do with him.

The distance between the two cars was getting shorter and shorter, and the warden had already stepped on the brakes to the bottom, but he still couldn't get rid of the distance.

Until the car body shakes obviously, and loses direction for a moment...