"Sir, in addition to these snacks, please give me a bonus of 10,000 yuan, thank you."

"Hongwan? Sixty yuan!"

Zhang Jin handed over the money, and soon the prison guard gave him a bag of red coins.

"A newcomer who draws thousands of reds is really not afraid of dying early!" The prison guard looked at Zhang Jin's leaving figure and shook his head.

Another prison guard said: "You don't care if he dies early or late, I just hope that as many people as possible will buy red Wan Wan, so as to improve our welfare. We can only eat porridge with the help of those poor people who buy Double Bao cigarettes."

ah!"

Zhang Jin put the cigarettes into his pocket, and the plastic bag in his hand contained some snacks such as biscuits and candies. Although he didn't know whether the real price of Hongwan was so expensive, most people really smoked at 60 yuan a pack.

I can't afford it, and there are only two kinds of cigarettes in the prison: Hongwan and Duobao, one is high-end and the other is low-end.

The best-selling cigarettes are Duobao cigarettes. After all, those who have committed crimes and can get into this place are not rich people.

These things cost him over a hundred dollars in total, and they were intended to be used to honor Sir Su.

"Boss, the newcomer Kaizi just bought a bunch of things and a bag of red coins." The younger brother ran over and reported to Datun.

"How much did it cost?" Datun asked.

The younger brother thought for a while and replied: "More than a hundred."

"I spent more than a hundred when I first came in, and even bought a million reds. I'm not willing to buy it to smoke. It seems like he's really a good guy!" Datun sneered, "Let's go and see where he went. I must squeeze him today."

Take his money."

Zhang Jin didn't know that Datun and others were following behind him, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

"Boss, then Kaizi went to find the prison guard."

"Hmph, this Kaizi is not stupid. He knows how to find a backer. But what's the use of finding a prison guard who is in charge of the playground outside and doesn't care about the cell. We will take action when he comes back!"

After Datun finished speaking, he took his younger brothers to the other side to entertain themselves.

Sir Su saw Zhang Jin coming with a big bag and couldn't help but said: "I told you, newcomers should keep a low profile and show off with big bags. Even if Datun doesn't trouble you, others will.

You are in trouble!"

"It's up to them. It's their business to cause trouble for me. It's my business to bring you something to honor you." Zhang Jin sat on the wooden seat and put a bag of snacks next to him: "Sir Su, I don't know.

Whatever you like to eat, I just bought some and tried to see if it tastes good."

"I'm on duty. If you let me eat snacks, you will be punished if you are seen! Maybe you will lose your job, so you can eat it yourself!" Su Sir shook his head.

"Oh." Zhang Jin forgot about this rule. The discipline in the prison was indeed stricter than when he worked at the game company. The supervisor never paid attention to him eating snacks during work.

But he was also prepared. He took out the pack of Hongwan cigarettes from his pocket and threw it on the ground. Then he said to Sir Su: "Sir Su, your cigarettes fell."

Su Sir lowered his head and saw that it was a bag of red coins. He instantly understood what Zhang Jin meant. He picked up the bag of red coins from the ground and said, "This is just this time, it won't happen next time. Don't think that I will take special care of you.

The right path is to stop playing tricks and serve your sentence honestly."

"Sir Su, I misunderstood. I don't want you to take care of me. I want you to provide me with more writing materials. Why don't we continue talking about the last topic." Zhang Jin explained.

"Still chatting? I don't know why you are so interested in these things." Su Sir said this, but because he was short-handed and soft-spoken, he still followed Zhang Jin's intention and talked about some special things in the prison.

Weird news.

The screams coming from the kitchen in the middle of the night, the severed finger found at the bathroom drain, the inexplicable extra long hair of a woman in the meal, etc. These stories, narrated by Su Sir, made Zhang Jin feel like he was listening to a ghost story.

a feeling of.

It seems like an old Hong Kong movie tells the story of a prison built on a mass grave, where different supernatural stories happen every night. Coupled with the weird BGM and the ghost shots that will suddenly appear at any time, it can simply make the prison look like a prison.

People are scared to death!

Even looking back many years later, there are still psychological shadows, such as the old corpse in the mountain village.

Zhang Jin still remembers that when he was young, he was harmed by a pirated disc rented out by an unscrupulous owner of a disc rental store. The title of the movie was Teacher Yamamura, but when he borrowed it and took it home, it turned out to be a horror movie!

During most of the day's leisure time, Zhang Jin inquired about many strange rumors from Sir Su, but not many of them were really useful. The screams, severed fingers and the woman's long hair were all investigated later.

What concerned him the most was what Sir Su said at the beginning about prisoners who went out to work and returned home late.

After dinner in the evening, Zhang Jin finally saw Azheng, but he did not go directly to strike up a conversation, but planned to wait until he returned to the cell before getting to know him, which would be more natural.

After dinner, Zhang Jin returned to the cell and saw Ah Zheng chatting with Lu Jiayao. After all, the two had known each other since they were in the ward.

He walked up to the two of them and asked, knowingly: "Ayao, is he new here?"

"Ajin, this is Brother Zheng. He came earlier than us. But he was recovering in the ward before, and we met there. Brother Zheng is a very nice person. If you have any trouble, you can ask him for help." Lu Jiayao looked at Zhang Jin.

, the two of them were not very familiar, but they were neighbors in the next bed anyway, and compared to other prisoners in the cell, he had a pretty good impression of Zhang Jin.

"..." Zhang Jin and Azheng were both speechless.

Lu Jiayao said this as if he and Azheng were very familiar with each other. In fact, their relationship was just that they had fought against the mad dog supervisor together in the ward.

Ah Zheng was afraid that Zhang Jin would believe Lu Jiayao's words, so he quickly waved his hands and said modestly: "Don't listen to what Ah Yao said. Although I have been in prison for a long time, I can't handle everything. I can handle everything.

Just the gang bosses."

Zhang Jin took out his bag of snacks and put it on Azheng's bed, and said with a smile: "Since Brother Zheng has been in prison for a long time, he must know a lot of rumors about the prison? I was a prisoner before I came in.

Writer, now I have the opportunity to collect some prison rumors as writing material, I wonder if Brother Zheng can tell me some? These snacks are my treat for Brother Zheng, you’re welcome! Ayao, you can eat as you like! "

"Hey, I bought all kinds of biscuits and candies. I must have spent a lot of money. As expected of a writer, a cultural person only makes money."

Azheng looked at the bag of snacks. The newcomers who had just arrived could buy so many things. They must have received money from outside. They bought dozens of yuan worth of snacks, which was much better than the poor people in prison.

He was not polite and took a pack of biscuits from the plastic bag, tore open the package and ate it himself, then handed it to Lu Jiayao who was standing aside: "You're welcome, it's free if you don't want to eat when someone is treating you."

"Thank you." Lu Jiayao said to both Azheng and Zhang Jin before reaching out for the biscuits.

Ah Zheng said while eating biscuits: "What kind of rumors do you want to hear?"

Zhang Jin said: "Anything is fine, as long as it is a rumor that you think is strange. To collect materials, of course the more the better. I have already talked with Sir Su, and he told me a lot of news in this regard.

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Chapter completed!