The rich and powerful

Chapter 32 When You Are Near Me 2
She called the child An An.

His mind suddenly became chaotic, the turning car, the stone tablet on the ridge rushing towards him, the pale stone tablet, in the darkness, was clearly illuminated by the headlights.

His heart sank, but he remained calm in the face of danger. He squeezed the steering wheel tightly and turned inward quickly.

After a few laps...

Bang.

The side of the car brushed against the stele, and stopped on the side with a creak.

The headlights flickered in the dark.

The inside of the car was too dark to see his face clearly.

He was lying on the steering wheel, his deep eyes were like a pool of quiet lake water.

It is clearly written on the roster of the orphanage that on a rainy night almost five years ago, this child was placed at the gate of the orphanage. The infant child was born not long ago, and the note next to him said his The date of birth, the birthday is March 27, and the name is An An.

Lin Muchen listened to the explanation by the volunteers in the orphanage, and looked at the photo. The immature child looked very small.

The volunteer said, "This was taken a year ago. The kid grows up fast. Once you see him, you'll know that he looks good. Many people asked him to adopt him, but he didn't want to go."

Lin Muchen nodded, "What about others?"

The volunteer said, "Mr. came here by accident. Today is the activity day of the orphanage. He went to Xishan Hot Spring with everyone, and he will not be back until tomorrow."

tomorrow?

"Okay, then I'll come back tomorrow. I hope I can make a copy of his information and take it away."

"Of course." The volunteer said happily.

Because Lin Muchen used the excuse of adopting a child to look through the information, the volunteers were very enthusiastic.

Soon, he copied the information for him.

He took the materials and flipped through them page by page under the green tree.

There are all his growth and life records on it.

In the records three years ago, there were records of signs of his congenital heart disease, but in the past two years, he has controlled it and has not committed it again.

After closing the file, he frowned. If the date is counted alone, there seems to be some difference.

Less than ten months.

Lin Muchen left the orphanage and drove back.

Thoughts seem to have been stuck in years ago.

Although he had been married to her for two years, he knew his purpose well.

Therefore, he treats marriage with caution and lack of enthusiasm.

Treat her well, do all the obligations, but never give her extra warmth.

Boy, he never thought about it.

"Mr. Lin, there are already some clues about the investigation you mentioned yesterday." On the phone, the male voice said with certainty, "I think, if Mr. Lin can go to Prison 301 in person, he will probably get what you want to know. some information."

Because of this phone call, Lin Muchen came to this 301 prison early in the morning.

Song Yan was imprisoned for five years.

Looking up, the newly painted gray iron gate stands tall and tall on the green lawn.

On the high wall, the barbed wire fence is flashing with lightning.

It was in the suburbs, and the surrounding area was very quiet. The rumble of the factory machinery inside was very obvious.

People who go to prison have to go to work, he knows.

But he never got here in person.

No, he has been there. When he was young, when his father was imprisoned in another prison, he also visited him. It was because he had seen the coldness there, so he stayed far away from here.

When Song Yan was imprisoned here, he never came.

The warden was a woman in her forties, she seemed to be an amiable person, with some smile lines in the corners of her eyes, but when she looked at him, her eyes were cold, as if she couldn't get used to someone like him.

She shuttled among the horizontal shelves in the archives and found a folder.

"The information that Mr. Lin is looking for is here. These are internal information and should not be shown to outsiders, but I don't know who is Mr. Lin...Since the phone call from above, I can only follow the order." She said , and spread out the folder.

Inside, are two photos, both of which are Song Yan.

It was the first time he saw her with short hair.

Holding a sign in his hand with her name and number written on it.

One from the front and one from the side.

All in gray prison uniforms.

She looked at the camera indifferently. In the camera, her eyes were as dark as ashes.

There was a sudden pain in his heart for no reason, because of her eyes.

It seems that she can understand the feeling of despair when she first entered the prison.

But he is not her after all, he will never allow you to understand, five years ago, after she was abandoned and her family was broken up, he will eventually spend his time in the iron gate.

Scroll down to find all kinds of information about her.

The reasons for imprisonment, the time of imprisonment, the period of imprisonment, and various performances in between.

Those are all thanks to him.

It's just that five years ago, when he ruthlessly sent her to hell, he must never have imagined that one day, he would end up here and see with his own eyes the evil he had sown.

The warden looked at him silently flipping through the materials, reading page by page, with a solemn expression.

Sighing, she said, "She doesn't look at all like the heinous perpetrator as the outside says."

Yeah, she doesn't look like it.

He thought, how could she be called heinous with her appearance?
"When she came in, she didn't say a word for a few weeks." The warden recalled, "In fact, there were people like her who came in. People like this probably felt ashamed. Desperate for the future, and many of them will look for opportunities to commit suicide, so as soon as she came in, I paid special attention to her."

She said, "The reason why she impressed me so much is that she is always very silent, and she is especially able to endure hardships. Outsiders must not be able to imagine the life inside. The newcomers who have just come in must be bullied by those so-called old people. Because she doesn't like to talk and has a bad reputation, the roommates in the same room isolated her. In the first few weeks, she had no place to sleep, so she could only shrink in the corner. It was still early spring. , It's very cold, she didn't freeze to death, it's really a fate."

He grabbed Zhiye's hand and tightened it.

On the document in front of her, it was still her pale but indifferent face.

"I heard people say that she is the daughter of a rich family and an active member of the school. However, after she came in, she was really different from the rumors. It should be because of a personnel change that she was greatly stimulated, so there is such a thing. changes."

The warden pointed to a photo, "There are many photos here, all of which were taken by surveillance cameras when everyone was working."

He can see her.

That girl who has never done heavy work, and her hands have never even been stained with oil, in the factory, looks disheartened, bulky, and pushes the handle of the machine. It really makes people feel distressed.

"Later, she gradually adapted to the life inside, but she still didn't like to talk, and she didn't have any good roommates. She was afraid of interacting with people, so she always avoided others' advances."

The warden said, "Look, she drew these during prison activities."

It was a colorful house, and the paint was carefully dyed. She didn't have much talent for painting, so the painting was not beautiful.

But he could see that what she painted was a home.

A beautiful, colorful home that only appears in childhood.

"Actually, she still writes some diaries every night, but every time she finishes writing, she tore them up again, so no one knows what she wrote."

The warden said, "Probably, she was tearing it up because she was afraid that people would find out. She is really autistic."

Song Yan, very autistic?

No, how could she be autistic?She used to be such a lively and passionate girl.

(End of this chapter)