Chapter 350 350: Su Fu is ruined, one dead and two dead

Jiangbei Detention Center.

No. 0712, Su Fu, female, 31, smuggled, money laundered, drug trafficking, murder, sentenced to death, immediately executed.

After reviewing the information, the prison guards said, "Throughout the sentence on Thursday morning at six o'clock," the window of the cell said.

The other party said nothing.

The guard looked up.

He was about forty years old, with little hair, a little bald head, very short, slightly fat, slender eyes, squinting, looking at the woman in the cell, his eyes seemingly vaguely looked at: "Is there any relatives to meet? If yes, submit your application today. "

Su Fu sat on the ground, shaved his hair, and shook his head.

Her father was also brought in by Su Wen, who blocked all her life.

The prison guard withdrew his gaze, grinned, and hadn't seen such a beautiful female prisoner in a long time, and was still a public figure.

He asked again: "Will the will?"

Su Fu got up from the ground, took an envelope bag, and handed it out of the window.

The prison guard opened his eyes: "Is this not a will?"

She looked up and shaved her head, the edges and corners became more distinct, and her eyebrows were sharp: "Help me out."

The tone is still strong, which is like an ordinary death sentence prisoner.

The prison guard looked out and looked at the corridor. The two female prison guards who were with him were talking in the corridor, chatting vigorously, not paying attention to it.

He lowered his voice: "Why should I help you out?"

She spread her hands and put a bank card in her palm: "There are half a million in it. I will tell you the password after the item is delivered."

The prison guard turned sideways, blocking the sight of the female prison guard outside. His chubby body blocked the sunlight thrown at the window. He took the card, wrapped it in his palm, touched the card face with his thumb, and asked, "You used to be CCTV Anchor? "

Su Fu looked at him coldly for a moment, "What are the conditions?"

The other person grinned, revealing two rows of yellow teeth, carrying the gaze of the female prison guard outside, and turning around Su Fu unscrupulously: "I will come here at one in the evening."

She sneered, her eyes so cold that she couldn't shine into the cell, she was all sullen: "Do you know who I am?"

Dare to covet her.

The male prison guard touched the beard of his chin: "I know, the prisoner of the death penalty." He was frivolous and sneered.

She stared at the man's face, and there were two clusters of firelight in her pupils, wishing that the person in front of her would burn to death.

Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs.

She actually has today.

"Reluctant? That's fine." The male prison officer threw the card and envelope bag directly on the ground, snorted and turned away.

Su Fu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "Wait."

The male prison guard turned back and grinned: "That's right, the death penalty will be executed, and what chastity is also pretended."

He reached out his hand.

Su Fu squatted down, picked up the envelope bag and the card, and delivered it to the man. He backhanded and touched the back of her hand. She bit her lip and her mouth was full of rusty blood.

Becoming a king and losing to a pirate, she is now like a bereavement dog, and her death is approaching, how to be reconciled, how to be reconciled.

She died and had to be buried with someone.

She lowered her eyelashes, covering the murderous and madness of all the birds of prey under her eyes.

On the other side of the corridor, the female prison guard was urging: "Lao Huang, have you finished the check?"

The male guard put his stuff in his sleeve and glanced into the cell and said, "Come."

That night, the stars are all over the sky, and the early spring nights are always extra gentle. The moon's light is very light, the wind is very light, and the city's neon is beautiful.

The high-rise building overlooked, full of light, bright and blurred.

Ami pushed open the door and entered the box. The man with red lips and white teeth looked very cute when he lowered his head, but when he raised his eyes, his eyes were fierce.

There was a song in the box, a light rock, and a slightly hoarse smoke and alcohol voice made people iron, not noisy.

Ami stepped forward and said, "Master, there is news from the detention center." He put the file on the table.

Slender fingers turned two pages, and Chang Ming leaned back on the sofa again: "Let's do it according to her plan."

Ami didn't move, and her delicate brows were screwed up, like she had something to say, but she didn't dare to be arrogant.

Chang Ming took a glass of red wine and his eyes fell on the screen of the box.

The MV was filmed a few years ago. At that time, Jiang Jiusheng was in his early twenties. He didn't like to laugh. He was cold and cold. He took a guitar in his hand and sang by himself. His voice was hoarse and deep.

He still looked at the projected screen, somewhat absent-minded: "Say."

Ami just started: "Master, the Qin family's trading network has been obtained. Why are you refusing to return to Mianzhou? You," paused for a long time, carefully looked at the master's face, "Why do you have to talk to Qin Liu Less right? "

The Qin family withdrew from the underground trading market and no longer competed with their Teng family.

Su Fu is already abandoning her son, it's useless, why bother with her and go to pluck the tiger's beard.

A Mi wanted to understand that she could only be sure of one thing. Su Fu was no longer a thing, and he didn't need to think about it. The master had to push the boat and play with her.

Chang Ming shook his glass and didn't answer his question, but asked him, "Ami, did you like anything?"

Ami thought for a while: "Cat." He asked the master, "Does it count?"

Chang Ming took a sip of wine, and his pale lips were reddened by the water, and asked Ami: "If there is a beautiful cat, you want it very much, what would you do?"

Ami thought again: "Catch it."

They work as bodyguards, and go straight to solve things with their fists.

Chang Ming laughed, took off his glasses, and his pupils were dark green: "The cat has its owner."

That is to say, beautiful cats belong to other people's homes. If that's the case ... Ami said: "Get it."

Chang Ming looked at him: "It's owner doesn't agree."

He didn't think about it: "Hard grab."

Speaking with fists is his consistent style.

At this point, A Mi didn't understand it. It was clearly talking about Shi Jin, how to get around the cat, he scratched his head, puzzled.

Chang Ming loosened his tie, and there was a small mole at the collarbone. He said that the tone was lazy: "Shi Jin is the master."

Ami reacted for a long time, and suddenly realized: "Master wants to grab Shi Jin's cat?"

Chang Ming just smiled and didn't continue, tasting slowly with red wine.

The door of the box was pushed open again, and the woman walked step by step, dressed casually, hooded in jeans, long hair scattered casually, without makeup, she looked up.

Ami looked at her, and the woman holding the piano and singing on the screen. It was too similar. If two cats could recognize him, he could tell the color of the hair, but he could not recognize the two women.

Han Miao stepped forward: "Young Master."

Chang Ming didn't look at her, and her eyes fell on the projected screen: "Have you signed the contract?"

She said: "Signed Qin's."

Then, without asking again, he ran out of the glass and put down the glass. The laser light above his head hit down and fell on his face, falling on his eyes, reflecting many strange shadows.

When he condenses his eyes, the silhouette is gentle. If he raises his eyes, he is too indifferent, but if he looks at you, his eyes can hit you straight, and she can't hide his green eyes. eye.

She stood for a moment, still brave to add wine to him, half a glass of red wine was brightly colored, she handed him to him, and accidentally touched the back of his hand with her fingers.

She froze, her eyes falling on his side.

Chang Ming was lying on the sofa and raised his eyes slightly, some empty and some cold: "Don't look at me like this."

She panicked suddenly and moved her eyes away.

He picked up the glass of wine she had poured: "She won't look at me like that."

Sheng Sheng ...

Han Miao smiled bitterly and didn't know where the guts came from. He even refuted his words: "I'm Han Miao." She repeated each word, "Master, I'm Han Miao."

Chang Ming straightened up and smiled, but the light and shadow were still thin and cool: "Is this important?" He reached out and brushed her face, inch by inch, slowly rubbing, "You are a substitute. ,Do you understand?"

The voice is so gentle, but what you can say is a knife that kills no blood.

Han Miao pursed her lips, red eyes, and did not speak.

The cool fingertips that fell on the side face moved to her neck, opened her hand, pinched her throat, tightened, and asked her again: "Know?"

Her breath was taken away instantly, and it was difficult for her to breathe, holding her face and eyes, only to feel creepy, like being in a cold lake, her limbs and bones were cold.

She's seen that when he kills, he won't blink.

The body shivered, and she dared not move, pulling the vocal cords hard: "Know, I know."

Chang Ming let go of her hand and brushed her neck with her fingers, gently coaxing: "Be good, don't have other thoughts, I don't like it."

This man, arrogant and gloomy, moody, can coax you softly or kill you softly.

She nodded and never dared to disobey him again.

"Miao Miao," Chang Ming said, "Sing me a song."

"Okay." She stood up and took the microphone.

On the screen, Jiang Jiusheng's songs, gentle rock and roll, and single loops have been kept.

Her voice trembled, one word at a time, all deliberately imitated, just a song, her palms were all cold sweat, and the box suddenly calmed down.

Chang Ming didn't look up: "Continue." He looked at the wine in the glass, his voice suddenly cold, "Sing me until the image."

Han Miao nodded, his trembling voice sang hoarsely.

Chang Ming lowered his eyebrows and was fascinated.

Su Fu visited him the day before the court. It's such a terrific woman. Even in prison, there are endless patterns.

She said at the time: "Help me."

Concise and concise, it is bound to be.

He was curious, how could this woman be certain that he could come in, and he stood outside the cell through the window: "What help you?"

Su Fu said: "Kill Jiang Jiusheng."

Before he died, he had to find a good funerary. It was indeed a person raised by the Su family and a person who climbed out of the Golden Triangle.

Chang Ming laughed: "You look at me high."

"You can show up in front of me, it doesn't mean that, on the contrary, I used to look down on you." She desperately said, "The last time I worked together and it was done, I took your secret into the coffin."

His eyes were slightly amused: "My secret?"

They are not fake, but nothing more.

Su Fu was standing in an empty cell, wearing a dark blue prison uniform: "Did the Qin family's three pounds of rotten ships enter your pocket? Master Teng."

Shi Jin protects Jiang Jiusheng so well that she can't touch it. It's probably that only the man with the deepest hiding can play with Shi Jin.

Chang Ming laughed.

This woman is savvy and disgusting.

On Wednesday, Qing Qing, a lot of patients in Tianbei Hospital today, a serial car accident occurred on the elevated, and the whole hospital was busy in a mass.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the emergency room was able to take a breather.

Nurse Jiang rubbed her neck, and then remembered the patient who was delivered at noon, and asked the elderly woman next to him, "Head nurse, has anyone been rescued?"

The head nurse shook her head.

It's a pity, still so young, nurse Jiang couldn't help feeling emotion.

The head nurse asked again: "Have her family come?"

Nurse Jiang said: "Not yet. I have already rushed here. I will arrive tomorrow evening as soon as possible."

The head nurse thought for a while and looked heavily: "You first push the body to the morgue, and then call the police."

Nurse Jiang was puzzled: "Why should I call the police?"

"There are finger marks on his face, and Dr. Zhou said it was probably homicide."

"He killed?" Nurse Jiang felt unbelievable. "It's really pitiful. One dead body and two lives. The baby in her stomach has just been pregnant." Sighing, Nurse Jiang was very touched. "I was watching her What about movies? People are gone today, things are impermanent. "

"Who said no."

Nurse Jiang sighed, turned around to arrange the body, turned around, and saw Dr. Shi when he was in cardiac surgery. He greeted quickly: "Doctor Shi."

Shi Jin answered the phone and nodded.

Because of a series of car accidents, he had a day of surgery and could always smell the faint blood, frowned, and continued to talk on the phone.

"Well, the operation is over."

Jiang Jiusheng asked: "Is it going well?"

"Very smooth." Shi Jin nodded at the nurse's station. After greeting, he walked to the heart surgery department and asked Jiang Jiusheng, "How is it today? Did the baby trouble you?"

Jiang Jiusheng was in a good mood and his tone was light: "No, that sour radish is very useful. I didn't spit it once today."

Shi Jin chuckled and lowered his head, leaning against the wall to avoid the crowd: "I will do it for you at night."

"it is good."

When he arrived at the office, Shi Jin took off his **** clothes and put on his shirt: "I will pick you up later."

Today, there are many car accident patients in Tianbei Hospital. Jiang Jiusheng also knew that he said, "You don't have to come here when you are busy. I will go back myself."

Shi Jin said yes and told him to drive slowly and not too far away from the bodyguard.

She laughed and said that she had never seen those ‘bodyguards’.

After Shi Jin hung up the phone, Huo Yining called.

"Hey."

Huo Yining said: "Su Fu wants to see you."

Shi Jin's tone was faint: "No."

Knowing this result, Huo Yining said: "She said there is a secret to tell you about your medicine."

In the evening, something big and small happened in Tianbei Hospital.

"Head nurse!"

"Head nurse!"

Nurse Jiang hurried to the nurse's station, shouting with sweat: "Head nurse!"

The head nurse stopped the matter at hand: "What's wrong?"

"The body," nurse Jiang gasped, flushed with anxiety. "The body is gone!"

The head nurse quickly came out from the nurse and asked, "Don't worry, make clear, which body?"

Nurse Jiang didn't breathe and took a deep breath: "That actor, one dead and two dead."

The setting sun will fall and half of the sky will be red with sunset.

In the courtyard of the Xujia Villa, a loud tapping sound was heard, it was Xu Qingbo who was nailing the house of the orange cat rhubarb at home. Because Jiang Jiusheng was pregnant and the old man said, in the future, Rhubarb would not be allowed to enter the house, so Xu Qingbo would do the hard work. Let him out of the cat house.

There was a rocking chair in the yard. Mr. Xu was lying on the rocking chair, drinking tea and eating crunchy sugar, and he instructed Xu Qingbo to do his work. From time to time, he shouted twice: "No meal, try harder. "

Xu Qingbo wiped the sweat from his head and nailed it to the wood with a hammer: "Grandpa, you let me go home earlier, just let me build a house for the cat?"

The old man took it for granted: "Otherwise, what should I call you back?"

Xu Qingbo was funny: "Grandpa, did you pick me up?"

Grandpa Xu disgusted: "If you picked it up, I would have thrown it away."

"..."

This old man has recently taken pleasure in him.

Xu Qingbo shook his head and felt that it was not smooth lately.

The old man shook his rocking chair and drank small tea. Like a landlord, he urged: "Don't be fooling around, the sky will be dark. If the house is not well built, you sleep here at night, and rhubarb sleeps in your house."

Xu Qingbo snorted dissatisfiedly, unable to take the old naughty boy, and continued to beat and beat.

Qin Zuo came out of the living room and walked over: "I help you."

Children of rivers and lakes, be helpful.

Xu Qingbo happened to have sore hands, gave her the hammer, rubbed his arms, and said, "You can't use too much force, this board is very brittle."

This girl, although small in size, has good physical strength and great strength, she can work at a glance.

Qin Zuo received the hammer: "Oh."

She raised her hand lightly, and fell with a hammer ... Then, the board shattered into slag.

Xu Qingbo: "..."

Originally, there was a nail missing, and now it ’s okay, the nails were hit by the hammer of her into the ground. He looked at the broken wood on the ground. His head was not a general pain. : "Speaking should not be too hard."

Qin Zuo is very innocent: "I'm already very light." She used all her strength.

Xu Qingbo: "..."

Know her strength, where do you know so great!

Ps: Generally speaking, in female prisons, there are very few male prison guards, and even if there are, they are not supervising the front line. .

There is a little fiction here, please know, do n’t be distorted by Gu Zongdai, she is a person with a bad stomach ~

(End of this chapter)