Yan Jun's eyelids twitched, and his eyes collided with the eyes of 01ae86. +++Mobile reading and visiting m.lightnovelpub.net He noticed that the phrase "Hello" was crawling up his ankle, like the tail of an indoor giant, with an unpleasant and dangerous aura.

Jiang Lian held the gun and suppressed the alarm: "Immediately suspend the transfer of number 01ae86!"

"Suspend dismissal," No. 01ae86 can't understand Jiang Lian's request. "Don't do this, are you scared to death by me? I'm just..." He seemed to be looking for the right words to describe, "A poor unarmed prisoner."

Fu Yun's breathing did not calm down. He was too close to the number 01ae86, and he hurriedly returned a **** in the voice of the number 01ae86.

"How energetic, I am still thinking about (fuck cao)\other people's father." No. 01ae86 looked at Yan Junxun, his expression gradually became more subtle, "I have a hunch that I will make new friends."

The sweat from Fu Yun's temples drenched the collar of his shirt. He said, "Contact Command Fu, this lunatic can't come out at all!"

The system stood still for two seconds, turned the camera, and continued to use a mechanical voice to say: "The contact failed, Commander Fu refused to call, please continue to transfer the task."

"Your uncle thinks you are annoying," No. 01ae86 let go of Fu Yun's hand and laughed through the door. "It's time to grow up Fu Yun and learn to walk independently."

Fu Yun backed away in embarrassment, his face was green: "The dog's leash hasn't been removed yet, Shi Shanyan, don't be too proud."

"Yes—" No. 01ae86 lay on the door and said patiently, "So did you bring the key?"

***

The sky outside the prison\'s room was already dark, and the rain was still falling.

Jiang Lian couldn't help lighting a cigarette, facing the prison\'s (fuck cao) field, looking at the lonely street lamp on the (fuck cao) field, using his usual opening remarks: "It's difficult... this guy is too dangerous." It’s not like someone who can cooperate."

"He not only reacted quickly when he caught Fu Yun," Yan Junxun slumped his eyes, as if he was about to (sleeping Shui), "and only used one hand, which shows that he did not give up his finger power during his imprisonment. Allocate training. Did you see his food and two middle fingers?"

Jiang Lian said (touching Mo) (touching Mo) his chin, saying that he could not see clearly.

Yan Junxun opened his palm and looked at it for a moment: "His **** are very sensitive (sexual xing). I advise you not to give him a chance to (touch Mo), otherwise it will be very troublesome."

Jiang Lian had a headache when he heard it. He pinched the cigarette and said, "What is Fu Chenghui doing?"

Yan Junxun was afraid of the cold. He pulled up the zipper of his jacket and hid his chin. He stared at the mud puddles under the steps, and answered the question: "The mooring prison\the prison hasn't been locked in a few people. It's so dilapidated. The circuit facilities are very old."

Jiang Lian didn't understand: "Our side is already broken, but you can't stay here and still care about the circuit?"

The street lights in the distance flashed a few times suddenly and went out in the heavy rain.

"Aging circuits are prone to leakage and tripping," Yan Junxun said in a dull voice, "all safety hazards."

Jiang Lian said something: "Parking is not better than Guangtong, without such a tight defense system, if he takes the opportunity to run..."

If the number 01ae86 wants to escape, the parking area can only ask Fu Yun to take him back to Guangtong Prison\Prison, and there is no need to report to Fu Chenghui immediately.

Before the transfer, the situation needs to be reviewed again, and Jiang Lian looked at Yan Jun.

***

The conversation room in the mooring jail is old, and there are still graffiti from decades ago on the wall. There are no windows on the four walls, and there is only a system monitoring camera facing the chair. Because it is closed, there is an old firearm in the corner.

No. 01ae86 wears a restraint lock. He sits on a chair, his legs are too long, as if he will cross the boundary at any time. His hair hasn't been cut for a while, and he has tied a messy little 　 in the back of his head, which looks fluffy and messy, like a lion that has just finished rolling.

"You're so serious," No. 01ae86 pushed the corners of his lips with his fingers, "Can't you just smile?"

"No," Yan Jun looked for nothing, sat down opposite him, and said very coldly, "There is no such rule."

Number 01ae86 is very reasonable for children: "Then what do you want to talk to me? I can do it."

Yan Junxun did not expect the number 01ae86 to be so cooperative, he only prepared a difficult plan.

"Don't be nervous." No. 01ae86 fingers interlocked, looking at Yan Junxun, his eyes hidden behind her black hair are sincere and harmless, "I know that your district accepts me under pressure. Fu Chenghui likes to give people problems, but I promise, I’m by no means as bad as they wrote in the assessment. I’m a good person, really. What’s your name?"

"Yan Junxun." Yan Junxun lowered the zipper to make it easier to speak.

"Jun Xun, Jun-Xun," the tone of the number 01ae86 was full of envy, "Your parents really know how to name it. This is the most emotional name I have ever heard."

The two words "feeling" left between the teeth numbered 01ae86, like sugar soaked in a cup, silently melting Yan Junxun's defenses. The look in the eyes, expressions and tone of number 01ae86 are all paving the way for his words, making him appear very sincere in every sentence.

"My name is Shi Shanyan," No. 01ae86 opened his palm and wrote to Yan Junxun, "Time, mountain, continuation... are all my favorite words. Isn't this a good name?"

Only one lamp in the conversation room was lit, hanging between them, making the shadows of both people appear dormant. Yan Junxun didn't like being too bright. He leaned back a little, his thin back pressed against the back of the chair, only his chin was exposed (exposed) in the light.

"Your hometown is not mentioned in the information."

"People who join Panthers don't need their hometown." Shi Shanyan stopped looking at Yan Junxun, but began to look at the conversation room. "This place is pretty shabby. Do they really pay you a salary?"

"I have no salary."

Shi Shanyan turned his gaze back: "I take the liberty to ask, do I have one?"

"I don't know," Yan Junxun said without hesitation, "you can ask Jiang Lian about this kind of thing."

"I don't know anyone here," Shi Shan slowly leaned over (shen) body, propped up with his arms, and lowered Yan Junxun's head. "I only know you now, Junxun."

His forehead was covered by a hairline, which made his deep gaze lose his attack (sexual xing), and he calmly sent a signal to Yan Junxun for help.

"Can you provide me with a little help? A little bit, without breaking any rules. You know that I have been in the Guangtong Prison\Prison for four years, and the minute and second monitoring of the system makes me breathless. Doing a black panther recovery The people who tested were all bastards, they couldn't give me the warmth at all. I was too wronged and too tired, so I cherish this opportunity, I just..." Tokiyama reached out forefinger and middle finger, begging softly," I want to smoke a cigarette."

Yan Junxun's gaze stayed on his fingers for a second, then frowned: "A cigarette?"

"You are quitting smoking," Toshiyamayan's eyes were soaked in the dimness, "the sweet smell of lollipops on my body, I can solve those cigarettes for you. The regulations don't say you can't smoke for me. I believe they can understand."

Yan Junxun was a bit slack: "I didn't bring fire."

"I have," Shi Shanyan raised his chin and motioned to Yan Junxun to stretch out his hand, "In my trouser pocket, this is the only baby I have left."

The hanging lamp tilted slightly, allowing Shi Shanyan's shadow to crawl out silently from under the chair. But he took the initiative to raise his arms, (showing) all his vitals, as if entrusting himself to Yan Junxun.

Yan Junxun took out the crumpled cigarette case from his trouser pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it to Shi Shanyan. Shi Shanyan didn't use his hands, but just opened his mouth and bit. Yan Jun looked for a broken piece in the cigarette case. Without hesitation, he shook it out and held it between his lips.

He could feel Shi Shanyan's gaze when he did this action.

"Don't tell Jiang Lian," Yan Junxun stretched out his palm and looked along the side of Shi Shanyan's leg. "He is very @簟!br/>

"Good sir," Shishanyan reminded, "Left."

Yan Junxun put his finger in, took out the lighter, lit it to himself first, and then tossed it back to Shi Shanyan.

"You have a mole," Shi Shanyan lit a cigarette, took a few greedily, and licked his lips after exhaling, "Did you order it yourself?"

Yan Junxun shook his head honestly and looked at the cigarette in his hand, as if calculating how many puffs it could take.

Shi Shanyan looked at Yan Junxun carefully, but said, "It's so beautiful, I want one too."

Yan Junxun didn't look up at him, smoking a cigarette earnestly, and said, "Did Fu Chenghui tell you about the parking area? This is different from the light track area."

"Fu Chenghui takes care of everything every day. Even his wife doesn't bother to see him, let alone take care of me." Shi Shanyan erected his cigarette and accumulated soot to play. "I know that the mooring area is now a transfer station for large-scale resource ships. They are all made of steel. I heard that there are a lot of abandoned factories? The photos look like waste soil, with poor greening."

"Mooring is a warm home," Yan Junxun looked at Shi Shanyan, carrying the slogan of the mooring area, "you and I will build it together."

Shi Shanyan made a "wow" voice and cooperated from the heart: "It's really good."

The smoke was almost finished, but the light above my head suddenly flashed twice.

"Thank you for the smoke," Shi Shanyan's words were meaningful. He let out the flimsy smoke and smiled at Yan Jun. "It's nice to meet you."

The fire alarm in the corner finally felt the smoke and screamed. Then, the lights above the two people's heads went out, and the sudden trip caused the system surveillance cameras to hang their heads languidly.

But surprisingly, neither of the people in the conversation room moved.

Shi Shanyan's smoke was extinguished in the darkness, shining with a subtle fire. He seemed to have an insight into everything, and calmly took the last sip: "I know why Fu Chenghui came to you, ah... interesting, really interesting."

Yan Jun looked for the ashes and asked blankly, "Don't want to go out and have a look?"

"Yes," Shi Shanyan pinched off the sparks and plunged the two of them into darkness, "but I'm not in a hurry, I am also very happy in the prison\'s prison, eating (sleeping Shui) and watching cartoons, If you have nothing to do, you can do retest questions, that is, Fu Yun, these repetition machines are too noisy and stupid. Will you take me out? You will. Let me guess... The Black Panther test is easy for you, right? The observation ability is great. It is the little leopard that Fu Chenghui prefers. He will definitely admit you. After all, you look so good."

He bit the last word.

"You look at my fingers carefully, trying to determine if I am a sniper," Toshiyama Nobubu said braggingly, "I am."

The light flickered a few more times and then came on again.

Yan Junxun stood up, pulled the zipper back to his chin, turned his head when he went out, and smiled shyly at Shi Shanyan: "Really, but it's a former sniper, brother? Be clear about the wording."

After speaking, Shan Yan replied, closing the door with a "bang".

Jiang Lian was in the corridor and opened his hand to Junxun Yan, (exposing) a helpless expression. They evacuated everyone, but the number 01ae86 just didn't move.

Yan Jun looked for the cigarette case tightly in his pocket, as if he had finished an extraordinary comical drama, and he would be amused by his stupidity. Jiang Lian said something to Fu Yun, Yan Junxun waited for them to walk away, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands by himself. After he came out, he waited for another half an hour. He didn't see Jiang Li coming out, so he sent a message to go home with the id transmitter.

After Yan Junxun sat back in the car, he realized that the t-shirt on his back was soaked.

The evaluation of the special outfit task was right. Shi Shanyan had a dominant tendency. He sat down and controlled the atmosphere in a habitual manner. Yan Junxun was taken away by him. He is even familiar with the essence of disguise, and every look is in place. Before the light goes out, Yan Junxun almost believes that he will seize this opportunity to escape.

The little orange dragon "ding" lit up, wagging its tail, and said, "The driving system is in place. Take Mr. Yan home immediately." It stood up, raised a light board, and "Mr. Yan four is detected. I smoked ten minutes ago. Please Mr. Yan consciously abide by the vow to quit smoking."

"Send a message to the Special Inspection Bureau," Yan Junxun ignored it. "If there is no case in the near future, I won't be looking for me."

"Ok."

Little Orange Dragon put down the light sign, and Yan Junxun's recording sounded three-dimensionally in the car.

"I swear that I will stop smoking in the future, if I smoke secretly..."

Yan Jun looked around the car and stubbornly defended: "I didn't smoke secretly."