His finger pressed the phone, and Commons called his secretary and ordered, "Alia, bring Mr. Zeng over. I want to see him."
"Okay, Boos." A clear and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone.
After a while, Zeng Mishan, who was wearing prison clothes and smelled bad, was brought into the office by the prison guard. As he walked, his handcuffs and shackles rattled.
As soon as he entered the house, Zeng Mishan felt sharp eyes cast at him.
The man in duty uniform sitting on the office chair should be the warden. He looks like a nobody, drinking coffee leisurely. What a piece of shit.
Oh my, this girl... is pretty, very pretty, but I wonder if she has a boyfriend? She'd be a great wife for my son.
The blonde beauty is tall, with fair and delicate skin. She looks dignified and capable in her duty uniform. She has sapphire blue eyes and stands behind the warden. Could she be the secretary?
After taking another look at his chest, Zeng Mishan's eyes lit up.
Forget it, my son is too young and he can’t control a woman with such a big heart. As a father, I’d better accept her reluctantly!
Who makes fatherly love as high as a mountain!
Fortunately, Zeng Qi didn’t know that his old father loved him so much, otherwise he would definitely say to the warden: I don’t have such a father, death penalty, execute immediately!
Standing up with his coffee in hand, Commons walked around to his desk, sat down on the edge of it, and looked at the "tribute" with interest.
"Mr. Zeng, my goodness, you look good. Alia, get him a cup of coffee and something to eat."
Walking forward gracefully, the female secretary handed over the coffee and sandwiches that had been prepared long ago.
Everyone in the office looked at Zeng Mishan curiously.
In the past, every prisoner who was summoned looked sickly, like an eggplant hit by frost, wilted.
Zeng Mishan's condition made them feel incredible, as if the three days of punishment were in vain.
This "tribute" seemed interesting, and everyone present thought so.
Zeng Mishan took the coffee without hesitation. After taking a few sips, a hint of disappointment appeared on his face, but he concealed it well.
The coffee beans are top-notch, but the brewing method is not perfect enough, and it can only score 65 points out of 100.
He didn't have time to comment on the sandwich. He was so hungry that he finished it in no time.
Seeing Zeng Mishan finish eating in three bites, Commons was not surprised and said slowly:
"Mr. Zeng, welcome to Cell 79. I'm Warden Commons. I'm looking forward to seeing you here."
"Give me another sandwich." Waving to the blonde secretary, Zeng Mishan made a request.
After glancing at the warden and seeing that Boos had no objection, Alia turned around and got the sandwich.
After getting the sandwich, Zeng Mishan stared at Commons while eating and asked:
"It's time for us to talk, Mr. Warden. I haven't broken any laws, so why am I here?"
After being annoyed for three days, Zeng Mishan wanted to strangle the other person to death.
Besides, he still had a little fantasy about being able to get out, and he didn't dare to believe everything Ito Ren said.
Putting down the coffee in his hand, Commons crossed his arms and stared at Zeng Mishan with a burning, playful look:
"Mr. Zeng, the question you raised has been asked by every new recruit. When I suggested locking them up for another three days, they fell silent. What do you want me to do?"
The warden's gaze was poisonous, and his words were even more poisonous, causing Zeng Mishan to lose his sight for a short time.
In any country with a judiciary, there is a complete set of procedures for going to jail. There are no questions asked, no interrogation, and the verdict is pronounced directly. So there is only one answer.
There is no legal procedure in Prison No. 79. Just like what is said in the novel, it is not within the five elements. It is a horrifying prison.
Zeng Mishan's face turned slightly pale, and the sandwich in his hand suddenly lost its flavor because fear overcame hunger.
It turned out that Ito Jin did not lie to him.
At this point, the warden decided to appease the newcomer a little and put forward his own request:
"Mr. Zeng, in my opinion, you are an excellent talent. As long as you have the ability, you will live well here. I can even let you see your family, but..."
The warden prolonged his speech, deliberately not finishing it.
But what?
Zeng Mishan seemed a little moved, as if he saw a glimmer of hope in adversity.
"But you need my nod. If you want me to nod, you have to surprise me and let me see your value."
value!
Zeng Mishan once again grasped the core word.
I have also made a rough guess about Prison No. 79. To put it bluntly, this is a super gangster den, and they are equivalent to hostages.
Commons is the bandit leader.
He knew it was time for him to show off, so he pointed at the coffee on the table and said, "I can make you the best coffee."
The smile on his face gradually faded, and a gloomy look appeared in the corners of Commons' eyes. He said unhappily, "Mr. Zeng really likes to joke around!"
Seeing the warden unhappy, Alia frowned and said, "Boos, do you want me to teach him a lesson?"
Her voice was as clear as a silver bell, but with a hint of danger.
It's undoubtedly a rose with thorns...
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