In fact, Ji Yanzhi didn't want to go to the centralized cafeteria to eat. He had another purpose. I just want to know if the little brother of the prison guard surnamed Huangpu will ‘walk’ again and come to cell number three.

If so, then it should be to talk to Wang Dali, if not... I don't know if Wang Dali is missing and has already been confirmed dead.

No matter what it is, it doesn't matter to me anyway. Right, Xiaoqiang! Ji Yanzhi's smiling eyes glanced at the corner of the wall, where a cockroach was lying on his stomach. The beard trembled slightly, shaking from side to side as Ji Yanzhi looked over.

It was a high-simulation robot, and Ji Yanyi released five in total. Five prisons, one for each. Activities around on weekdays, occasionally staying in cell 304, also to report to Ji Yanzhi. Relying on them, Ji Yanzhi found out the whole prison situation in a short time.

After all, Ji Yanzhi is already thinking about the possibility of jailbreaking, and he must not first lay the foundation to figure out the situation, and then talk about waiting for the opportunity.

After noon, at about one o'clock, the skinny monkey, Wang Wu, and Zhang Xin came home with a meal.

Boiled cabbage, corn wowotou and a portion of potatoes to burn potatoes.

Well, the last dish is correct, it is potatoes and potatoes. Don't say it, it tastes pretty good, it just complied with the lyrics of ‘there is no oil in the dish’.

When I came back, the food was already cold. Ji Yanzhi didn't dislike it either, and gulped into his mouth. While eating, the skinny monkey said to the side to arrange to let the wind go at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Ji Yanzhi: "Don't work?"

Wang Wu: "The New Year is almost coming, and I don't have much work."

Zhang Xin nodded and followed: "If you let the wind go, it will be the prisoners in several prisons who let it go together. It is easy to cause a lot of troubles every time. Jiye, Wang Dali came to you for'trouble' last night, you are afraid it is. It's been watched."

"I understand. Don't worry, I don't take the initiative to cause trouble."

Ji Yanzhi's words made the three people, especially the thin monkeys, say something. Indeed, it has been half a month since Ji Yanzhi came in. He is quiet and quiet on weekdays. It seems that he talks less than Zhang Xin, and he secretly thinks that cell 304 is going to be a typical airbag.

As a result... Whenever something happened, there was a big trouble.

Who is Wang Dali? He is rampant in prison under the name of'somnambulism'. If others don't have much contact with him, I'm afraid that he will be offended by accident, so I am afraid that he will suffer from a'night attack'. What happened to Wang Dali? No children, after all, they are sleepwalkers.

The three thin monkeys really did not expect that the arrogant Wang Dali would be solved so easily and easily! As a result... what can be turned into flesh and blood, Wang Shui, to be honest, this kind of thing that originally only existed in imagination will one day happen in reality. The three of them, even the most courageous Zhang Xin, were so scared. Shaking, how dare you be an uncle in front of Ji Yanzhi. The phrase "Jiye" is not only a respectful name, but a respect and confession from the heart.

After eating the half-cold lunch and resting for a while, it was time for the air to be released.

Because it was a collective activity, Ji Yanzhi did not continue to nest in cell 304. He silently followed the thin monkey, Wang Wu, and Zhang Xin to the place where the wind was released. A very spacious, yellow mud ground, a place that can be used for farming.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the ground has long been frozen. Apart from some green onions and garlic, there are often vegetables and cabbage in all seasons. And it is to let the wind blow, ha ha, a group of people gather together to weed and turn the ground.

"Hey, I haven't eaten the famous snacks of my hometown. Tofu mixed with shallots, it tastes really savory." Wang Wu suddenly said, taking a mouthful of the scum from the northeast, making the thin monkey look at him.

"Brother Wang, aren't you a southerner? This... authentic Northeast dialect pops up abruptly. To be honest, I really doubt your pedigree." The thin monkey said in astonishment. "Could it be that those who falsify accounts can still falsify their own identity?"

Wang Wu laughed, not ashamed but proud. "How can it be so exaggerated?" It's Hong Kong and Taiwan flavor again. "Doesn't the thin monkey Xiansen know that there are a lot of business to apply for a license?

Zhang Xin ignored the two skinny monkeys and Wang Wu who were so idle but didn't want to do anything. Following Ji Yanzhi's ass, he slowly pulled the weeds.

He didn't say a word, and Ji Yanzhi didn't say a word, but he cooperated with each other to pull out all the weeds in a ridge.

The work is allocated in advance, and after it is done, it is truly free.

Ji Yanzhi didn't mean to do more. Together with Zhang Xin, he pulled the weeds out of the ridge and sat under the wall not far away, touched a cigarette that he didn't know where it came from, and started smoking.

Zhang Xin leaned in, before he could speak, Ji Yanzhi handed him a cigarette. "Will smoke."

Zhang Xin nodded and borrowed the fire again. Sitting opposite to Ji Yanzhi, they started to vomit together.

"Ji Ye knows martial arts."

When there were only cigarette butts left, Zhang Xin finally said what he wanted to say.

Ji Yanzhi did not admit or deny, but said: "Do you want to learn? What about 13 years in prison for manslaughter?"

Zhang Xin fell into silence all of a sudden, and the smoke was filled with smoke, and then what Zhang Xin said became ethereal. Zhang Xin said: "I really don't understand why I was sentenced. It is clear that I did a good deed. Isn't it a crime that the trafficker robbed the child in the street? Shouldn't the trafficker give it a beating?"

Ji Yanzhi: "...You killed him on the spot?"

Zhang Xin shook his head: "The man himself was ill. I beat him. The man did not die at the time. After a few days... Then, I received a court summons, saying it was when I was fighting with the trafficker. He was beaten to serious injuries and died a few days later. So the family of the traffickers accused me of intentional harm."

"I don't understand. Is it possible that someone robs the child and can only do it without fighting back?"

"You can fight back. The moment he hits you, you can fight back." Ji Yanzhi said mockingly and non-sarcastically: "Get what I mean, it means that after he finishes the fight, you can't fight again, otherwise the law will rule. You are a defensive charge."

Zhang Xin: "..."

Zhang Xin had nothing to say, even if only cigarette butts were left, he took a big puff. "This world is really so hard for a good person to do."

"At least, I have been kind." Ji Yanzhi lost his cigarette **** and smashed it with his toes several times. "Want to martial arts, OK, depending on your disposition and my appetite, I will teach you."

Zhang Xin's eyes were red. "Thank you Ji Ye."

At this time, the thin monkey and Wang Wu came over.

"I have never heard of a saying,'Everyone in it is talent'..." Skinny Monkey said shamelessly: "I don't know anything else, but the lockpicking technique is first-rate, Zhang Xin. , Do you want to learn from me."

"And me, I am not only good at making false accounts, but also very talented in languages. I have even mastered many foreign languages."

Wang Wu also recommended himself with a smile, and the atmosphere suddenly became less dull.

Originally, Ji Yanzhi thought that someone would take advantage of the opportunity to find fault with him. After all, his current appearance is very bullying at first glance. As a result, no one came at all, especially for Wang Dali who went out last night and never returned. The inmates who lived in cell 303 had a lingering fear. They had already determined that Ji Yanzhi was not easy, and they even gathered together secretly. , To discuss whether Wang Dali has already...

"Impossible, there will always be a corpse when this person dies. We haven't seen Wang Dali's corpse."

"Then I don't know where the'Sleepwalking' has arrived. Wait for tomorrow. If Wang Dali does not show up again tomorrow, he must be reported to the prison guard."

Ji Yanzhi did not know the private discussions of the inmates in cell 303. But I don't care if I know it, just wait, anyway, Wang Dali has been hydrated so that there is no dregs left. When he can appear, he will transform from "Prison Situation" into a horror movie.

After the wind was over, Ji Yanzhi went to the centralized cafeteria to eat with the crowd. It is also a special dish of the centralized cafeteria, boiled cabbage and corn wowotou. Oh, and one more chicken drumstick per person. It was fried so much and looked great.

No one is picky, they all put food into their mouths.

Ji Yanzhi was the same, but he was a little more gentle. First, he took a bite of the chicken drumsticks and matched the dishes, and finally picked and picked and ate it with vegetable soup and bibimbap.

After the news broadcast ends at 7:30 in the evening, it is an irregular time to return to the cell.

Because there are two hours of free time, you can choose to stay in the centralized cafeteria to watch TV, or you can borrow a book from the prison guard to read it. In short, the prisoner is not forced to return to the cell. However, as soon as ten o'clock, the prisoner must return to the cell, and then the lights will be turned off at eleven o'clock.

The entire schedule is strictly regulated and very militarized. If it weren't for the blue and white prison clothes, Ji Yanzhi would think he was in a barracks.

Tsk tsk, speaking of an old ghost who doesn't know how many lives he has lived, he hasn't been a serious soldier yet. I hope that I can be a soldier in the coming years. But don't expect Ji Yanzhi to sign up as a soldier. If he can make it by himself, Ji Yanzhi usually chooses to be a salted fish. After all, the name of Salted Fish Season is never fake.

Far away, in short, the second night when Ji Yanzhi arrived in this azimuth world, spent very calmly. But in the early morning, when we went to the central cafeteria for breakfast, there was a commotion in the No. 3 cell. The three prisoners in cell 303 stabbed out the news of Wang Dali's disappearance.

The guards of the guards began to eliminate them urgently. They found out the night when Wang Dali disappeared. The last place he stayed in was Room 304, and the surveillance was destroyed. In addition, monitoring was resumed by experts specially invited by the prison, only to see that Wang Dali quickly left room 304, and then did not know where the "sleepwalking" went.