Female President's Ace Soldier

"What's it called?"

A prison guard patrolling the cell heard the noise, walked slowly to the window and glanced into Cell No. [-].

"Reporting boss, I have important information to report to Director Qin, please inform me."

Ma Minghui looked at the young prison guard with the help of the light outside the window, and found that he was not the one who brought him in just now.

"It's so late, the director is off work, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

The prison guard replied impatiently, and turned to leave.

Ma Minghui shouted anxiously, "Wait a minute, little brother, I have something important to tell you!"

"Who is your brother?"

Hearing that there was something important to report to him, the young prison guard stopped curiously.

"Everyone in the world is brothers!"

Ma Minghui chuckled, and then said softly, "Little brother, you have bad breath recently. I guess your girlfriend hates you, right? Didn't you even get a KISS these days?"

Damn, you actually molested a male prison guard? !

The four bastards in the corner couldn't help but hear Ma Minghui's soft voice.

"none of your business!"

Is this the so-called important thing?

The young prison guard glared at Ma Minghui angrily, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Ma Minghui raised his voice and shouted, "Little brother, apart from bad breath, do you still feel bitterness in your mouth recently? I am a doctor, and I can see that you are seriously ill at a glance. Come back quickly and let me chat with you, otherwise The consequences will be very serious!"

"How serious is it?"

Hearing Ma Minghui's point, the young prison guard frowned, turned around immediately, and looked at the "doctor" carefully.

"die young!"

Ma Minghui said sharply.

"Do you like to drink and often stay up late?" Ma Minghui asked again without waiting for the prison guard to answer.

"how do you know?"

I didn't drink tonight, and I didn't smell of alcohol at all, so when Ma Minghui stabbed himself in a vital part again, the young prison guard panicked.

"Your complexion is yellow, there must be something wrong with the liver. In addition to staying up late, the most important thing that damages the liver is severe alcoholism. If you don't treat it in time, your liver may be damaged within half a year. It will harden!"

"Ah, then—how to treat it?"

The prison guard had also noticed that his face was turning yellow, but he didn't take it seriously at all. Hearing what Ma Minghui said, his heart immediately stirred up a storm.

"Your illness is not easy to say, and it is not difficult to say. In this way, you should report to Director Qin first, and say that I have something important to report to him. When I get to Director Qin, I will borrow it When the paper and pen come, I will write a prescription for you, and you can take the medicine according to the prescription." Seeing that the prison guard was persuaded, Ma Minghui quickly expressed his intention in a tactful way.

The prison guard nodded repeatedly after hearing this, "Okay, I'll go right away!"

After all, the young prison guard quickly ran towards the warden's office.

At this time, Qin Liang was still eating braised pork and drinking night beer with two old subordinates in the office.

"Report to the Warden, there is a new prisoner in Prison No. [-] who has something important to report to you."

After the young prison guard knocked on Qin Liang's door, he immediately reported to him.

After hearing this, Qin Liang grinned and said, "Didn't that guy cry and ask you to change his cell?"

"No, he's in good spirits! I just said that I have something important to report to you." The young prison guard replied dully while recalling the details just now.

When Qin Liang heard this, he immediately felt that something was wrong. His face changed and he asked again, "Where are those bastards Hu Dajiang? Didn't they respond when the kid said that he wanted to report something important to me?"

"They——they are very quiet tonight, they seem to be asleep?!"

"It's not right, let's go, ask the two armed policemen to go and have a look together!"

Qin Liang suddenly realized that the person who caused headaches for the criminal police team is definitely not a good guy, he is simply a veritable thorn!What good can this stabbing head find yourself?
Inside prison number four.

Standing by the iron gate, Ma Minghui threatened the four bastards who were still standing upside down in the corner, their hands shaking uncontrollably: "I'll say hello to you first, and you'd better be honest when Warden Qin arrives later, if you dare to open Talk nonsense with your mouth, I will never spare you when I come back, can you hear me clearly?"

"Listen clearly!"

The four of them cried and replied in unison.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor outside the prison.

Ma Minghui quickly stood by the door.

An armed policeman first shot into the prison with a laser flashlight to make sure there was nothing unusual inside, and then the prison guard next to him opened the thick iron door with a bang.

As the lights in the house came on, Qin Liang walked in with two armed policemen armed with live ammunition.

"Hello, Warden Qin!"

Seeing Qin Liang, Ma Minghui hurriedly nodded and bowed with a smile.

Qin Liang took a quick glance at Ma Minghui and found that there was nothing unusual about his handcuffs and shackles. Then he walked slowly to the four felons who were still standing upside down in the corner and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Report to the warden, I can't sleep, so get up and exercise." Hu Dajiang replied with a crying face.

The fat man then said, "Director, I want to lose weight."

"What about you?" Qin Liang stared at the scarred face and asked suspiciously.

"I—I beat someone during lunch today, and I was thinking about it." Scarface stammered back.

The skinny guy followed up, "I want to build my biceps."

"Your reasons are very good! But it's so late, don't worry about it, and go to bed quickly! Look at your bed, why is it so messy, how is it different from a kennel? Stop practicing, Make the bed now!"

Qin Liang didn't want to deal with these four bastards at first, but seeing their beds in a mess made him feel very uncomfortable; as the director of this detention center, he has the right to let everyone keep the cells clean and hygienic .

"You guys are still not listening, are you?"

Seeing that the four bastards ignored the warden's words, the young prison guard quickly took off the electric batons on his back to scare people.

Ma Minghui didn't want to cause trouble, so he coughed twice on purpose.

Hearing this voice, the four bastards felt as if they had been pardoned, and all lay down on the ground panting and wiping their sweat.

When Qin Liang noticed the strange atmosphere in this room, he immediately turned his astonished eyes on Ma Minghui, "I heard that you have something important to report to me?"

"Well, that's right, Warden, I haven't eaten at noon or evening today, can you treat me to a supper?" Ma Minghui stared at Qin Liang and asked solemnly.

After hearing this, the four criminals snickered from the bottom of their hearts: Is this bastard's brain short-circuited?He actually asked the warden for supper.

"Is this what you call important?"

Qin Liang looked at Ma Minghui with an inconceivable expression, and Ma Minghui replied with a playful smile, "You can put it this way, warden, have you ever heard such a sentence--'People are iron, food is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry." '?"