Crack: Not loving you is the way back

On the way to the prison in the prison van, dark clouds suddenly came over the city in the originally clear and cloudless sky, and suddenly it began to rain violently.

Rumor has it that Dou E was wronged and it snowed in June. Su Mo didn't know if this was God's pity for her, so he sent a shower to avenge her.

He curled up on the hard seat and used his fingertips to push away the broken hair stuck to the bleeding spot on his forehead, letting the wind and rain outside the car window fight his way into the car to scratch his thin face.

As soon as he arrived at the prison, Su Mo changed into prison clothes as required by the prison guard.

Before entering the cell, Su Mo saw Huangfu Jue again. She didn't want to see him, but she couldn't refuse. When did she even have the right to refuse?

Huangfu Jue stood with his hands behind his back. His strong and slender figure gave people a sense of oppression. His sharp eyes stared at her closely, "Su Mo, look up at me."

Su Mo ignored it, lowered his head and looked at the cloth shoes under his feet, pondering why the visiting time passed so slowly.

"Su Mo, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Is there anything you need to say to him?

Su Mo thought for a moment. What could she say to a person who thought she was guilty from the beginning to the end?

No matter what she said, in this person's opinion, it was just sophistry. She had learned enough lessons today, and the law had convicted her, so why should she continue to waste her words.

Silence, quieter than the silence at midnight.

Huangfu Jue's dark eyes flashed with irritation and sternness, and he stretched out his hand to pinch her chin viciously, without any pity, "In this case, Su Mo, from now on, you should stay here well, I see you How stubborn can you be?"

After saying that, he let go of her, turned around and left, his steps heavy and powerful, very free and easy.

Su Mo turned pale in pain from the sudden pinch, but maybe it was because her face was already pale, so except for the new pinch marks, there was basically nothing wrong with her face.

It wasn't until the pressure that was deliberately released was gone that Su Mo finally couldn't hold it anymore and his whole body collapsed, sitting motionless on his seat.

In the past, she thought that if she wanted to accuse someone of a crime, there would be no excuse for it. Now, she finally knew that if she wanted to accuse someone of a crime, it would be hopeless to defend her. Once, she thought that as long as she obeyed the law, the prison, a despicable place, would be far away from her. Very far away, now, she has to spend an unknown three and a half years in a prison as deep as the sea.

The long dark night came quietly, and with it came nightmares.

Nightmares are a common occurrence for a new prisoner who has just been shackled.

The women's prison made of reinforced concrete was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface. On her first night in prison, Su Mo saw filth and blood beyond her awareness.

Su Mo, who was frowning and sleeping unsteadily, smelled the smell of blood. She opened her eyes in confusion, and looked into a pair of squinting eyes above her head. In an instant, it was like her soul had left her body. She was so scared that she clutched the quilt tightly and went to the house. Hide in the corner.

In the dim night, Su Mo quietly looked at the woman in front of him.

With just one glance, she was frightened by this man's shocking appearance.

Two ferocious scars extend from the corners of the eyes to behind the ears. The sparse eyebrows of different lengths seem to be painted on, leaning left and right on the bare eyebrow peak.

There are black dots visible to the naked eye on both sides of the cheeks, a bit like a mole and a bit like melanin embedded deep in the skin... If she hadn't seen the man's eyes clearly blinking, she would have doubted that the person in front of her was... A mummy.

Just as Su Mo was looking at the woman intentionally or unintentionally, the woman suddenly grinned at her.

Su Mo was so frightened that she covered her head with a thin quilt and pretended to be calm, but her body that couldn't help but convulse betrayed her fear.

The woman put away her smile, pulled off her quilt with a strong tug, then crossed her legs and sat next to her.

Before Su Mo could figure out the purpose of this woman's visit, the strong smell of blood hit his nostrils. The light was dim, but Su Mo could still see the liquid flowing on the ground.

Blood, blood everywhere in sight, flowed along the cold concrete slab to the bottom of the bed.

A woman with a short head was lying in a pool of blood with her eyes wide open. At first glance, it looked like a black and red oil painting, but the people around her were panicking.

"Sister Ji, what should I do?" One of the onlookers asked the woman sitting next to her with a pale face.

Before Sister Ji could speak, another person gasped and said impatiently: "The corpse, the key now is the corpse. Where can I hide the corpse without being discovered?"

Sister Ji slowly rubbed her uneven nails with a meaningful look on her face, "If you want to avoid being discovered, I have a way."

"any solution?"

"First, a small bottle of corpse-removing water can destroy a person's bones; second, dismember the corpse." Sister Ji stopped what she was doing, looked at Su Mo strangely and smiled.

Under the reflection of the night, Su Mo felt that he had seen the first "ghost" in the world. He swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat involuntarily, and his body reflexively shrank inward.

"Sister Ji, can you please stop joking? Let's not talk about whether the rumors about corpse-removing water are true or false. Even if it is true, we don't have it now. Furthermore, even if the corpse is cut into pieces, it is still there. "The man glanced at the flickering lights in the corridor and became a little anxious.

"One piece for each person." Sister Ji winked at Su Mo with her narrow eyebrows, and then pointed to her belly, "In this way, won't the body disappear? No one will report it."

She spoke very calmly, as if she were talking about how to share the food of a captive pig.

The onlookers suddenly raised their heads, looking at Sister Ji in disbelief with visible horror. At this moment, Sister Ji stopped what she was doing and stared at them fiercely.

For a while, several people looked at each other, then bent down and struggled to drag the lifeless body.

Looking at the endless blood mark caused by dragging the body, Su Mo felt his soul trembling. The picture in front of him was both illusory and mysterious, and his thoughts were in a mess.

"New here?" After the room became completely quiet, Sister Ji's faint voice brought Su Mo back from his chaotic thoughts.

"Yeah." Su Mo nodded, feeling uneasy.

"Have you ever come in before?"

"No."

"What happened?"

Su Mo didn't reply, and quickly raised his eyelids.

She said she was wrongly accused, which would probably be a huge joke here, right? However, she knew she was not guilty, but she had no way to defend herself. She was not guilty, so how could she admit it because she was trapped in this hard iron door?

Seeing that Su Mo was silent with his head lowered, Sister Ji did not speak again.

He moved his body back, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt that Su Mo was holding tightly onto his body, and then lay down next to Su Mo, breathing softly in an instant.

Su Mo blinked his eyes and looked at the strange woman's extremely familiar movements in surprise. He sighed silently in his heart and covered the woman with the quilt.

Looking at the inexplicably extra person beside me, my empty and nervous heart inexplicably felt a little safer.