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Jiang Chijing turned off the surveillance almost subconsciously, not daring to look directly into Zheng Mingyi's eyes in the screen.

He slowed down for a while, the numbness in his heart gradually disappeared. Before he could think about why Zheng Mingyi knew the location of the surveillance, he quickly got up and ran out from the front door of the library.

The prison guards guarding the stairs saw Jiang Chijing's figure, touched the baton around his waist with his right hand, and followed up and said, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Chijing ran to the direction of the entertainment room without looking back, "Let's take a look."

Zheng Mingyi called Jiang Chijing to the entertainment room in this way, and Jiang Chijing could only think of one possibility—

He should have wanted to design the illusion of being violated so that Jiang Chijing could see all this, and then charged the princess with indecent assault.

But this also has problems.

Even if the princess is confined, she can only be confined for a few days at most.

Zheng Mingyi's design of the princess in this way is completely treating the symptoms and not the root cause. On the contrary, he will intensify annoyed Xu Sheng and cause him more trouble.

The distance from the front door of the library to the recreation room is only a few dozen meters, not enough for Jiang Chijing to think more calmly and deeply.

He expected that Zheng Mingyi would look like a victim when he opened the door of the entertainment room, but the result was very different from what he expected. His scolding had already reached his lips, but he saw the princess standing two meters away from Zheng Mingyi. Locally, he looked up and down Zheng Mingyi with disgust.

Jiang Chijing was a little confused for a while, and the prepared scolding stuck in his mouth, and finally turned into a painless sentence: "What are you doing?"

When the princess saw Jiang Chijing and another prison guard, she rolled her eyes, then looked at Jiang Chijing with a complicated expression, and walked past him and left the entertainment room.

"What's the matter?" asked the prison guard who followed.

"It seems to be okay, I thought there would be a problem." Jiang Chijing was still in the cloud and mist, but still didn't forget to let him run away. "Thank you for looking at the library for me, and I told 1017. a few words."

This prison guard was stationed on the second floor every day. Knowing that Jiang Chijing and Zheng Mingyi were familiar, he didn't ask much, and he left the entrance of the entertainment room with an OK gesture.

Only Jiang Chijing and Zheng Mingyi were left in the small space. Jiang Chijing breathed a sigh of relief for a while, but immediately frowned and looked at Zheng Mingyi and asked, "What's the matter with you and the princess?"

"It's done." Zheng Mingyi said with a relaxed expression.

Jiang Chi Jing clearly remembered that before he turned off the monitoring screen, the princess still squatted in front of Zheng Mingyi and wanted to give him a mouth. How could the princess's attitude change so much in just one minute?

"How did you make him give up?" Jiang Chijing asked strangely.

"I said I was the one below."

Jiang Chijing: "???"

The air in the entertainment room condensed instantly, Jiang Chijing's expression froze on his face, looking at Zheng Mingyi in disbelief.

With his brain running fast, he finally thought of another possibility for Zheng Mingyi to call the princess to the entertainment room.

Whether it is catering to the princess or rejecting the princess, Xu Sheng will find trouble, so the best solution is to let the princess lose interest.

Nothing is more disappointing than the collision. If there is, the collision is discovered on the way.

Zheng Mingyi deliberately called the princess to the entertainment room. The private space made the princess excited. Zheng Mingyi knew the right time to say that he was the one below, and poured a basin of ice water on the princess's head.

In prisons, there are many Zhuang 0s like Zheng Mingyi, and it is difficult to distinguish the model from the appearance.

Not to mention the princess, just now Jiang Chijing heard Zheng Mingyi say that he was the one below, and he felt disappointed inexplicably.

As for why Zheng Mingyi called Jiang Chijing over, it was probably because he couldn't figure out the princess's temperament. If the princess refused to give up easily, then Jiang Chijing's appearance could just extinguish the princess's last fire.

After giving a person a complete head down, it is difficult to get back up again.

It seemed that Jiang Chijing didn't need to come over at all, the princess was already out of interest by Zheng Mingyi.

Jiang Chijing pursed his lips with difficulty, and didn't know whether to ask if a sentence stuck in his throat. It stands to reason that whether Zheng Mingyi is the one below or not has nothing to do with him. He shouldn't be so curious.

And compared with this, there are obviously more important things that he needs to figure out.

"How do you know," Jiang Chijing temporarily suppressed the surging waves in his heart and slowly said, "What about the surveillance cameras?"

"Did you say this?" Zheng Mingyi walked to the cabinet and looked up at the messy newspapers on the top of the cabinet. "It's obvious."

The entire entertainment room was empty, with only two row cabinets placed side by side in the corner. If there is an unknown monitor in this room, it must be hidden around the cabinet.

The cabinets are light green metal cabinets, which used to be used to put mops and other sundries, but now contain prisoners’ snacks and playing cards.

There are three hollowed-out gaps above the cabinet door of the cabinet, and pinhole cameras can be installed on the back, but this cabinet is often opened by prisoners, so it is unlikely to be installed there.

"The most inconspicuous place in the entire cabinet is the top of the cabinet." Zheng Mingyi said, "As long as the scope is determined, the location of the camera will be quickly found."

Jiang Chijing turned his head, looked out the window and exhaled, unwilling to say: "So, did you see through Lao Jiu that time?"

"No, just guessing." Zheng Mingyi said.

"That?" Jiang Chijing looked at Zheng Mingyi in a puzzled way. Didn't Zheng Mingyi bring the princess to the library before he had a plan, as he had just analyzed?

"Tell you a secret, Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi curled his lips slightly, "The software icon is hidden, but it can still be found."

Jiang Chijing: "..."

Okay, it's completely exposed.

Jiang Chijing twitched the corners of his mouth languidly. In this way, he did not hide the two things he wanted to conceal. One was that he was Zheng Mingyi's neighbor, and the other was that he had installed surveillance in the entertainment room.

Fortunately, his voyeurism hasn't been exposed yet. Zheng Mingyi probably didn't know that he had been spying on his every move more than half a year ago.

"That's to monitor the prisoners." Jiang Chijing raised his chin and motioned to the camera on the top of the cabinet, "There is no monitoring here, I'm afraid that something will happen."

"Officer Jiang is really thoughtful." Zheng Mingyi nodded approvingly. For some reason, Jiang Chijing always felt that he still had reservations.

Jiang Chijing didn't like this feeling very much. He exposed to Zheng Mingyi one after another, as if the clothes were stripped clean one by one, only a pair of underpants was left, and Zheng Mingyi was still dressed neatly, letting He can't see through at all.

This is not fair.

Jiang Chijing looked at Zheng Mingyi and asked quietly, "Are you really the one below?"

Zheng Mingyi didn't answer the question: "Officer Jiang, do you care about this question?"

Jiang Chijing did care a little, but he also knew that he had no position to care about this issue. He turned around with lack of interest and walked towards the door of the entertainment room: "It's nothing to do with me."

"Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi stopped Jiang Chijing, "I'll tell you another secret."

What secret? Jiang Chijing stopped subconsciously, pricked his ears to listen to the movement behind him.

The word “secret” can always make people think about it. Reminiscent of the topic between the two, Jiang Chijing’s thinking began to diverge uncontrollably again. Is it possible that Zheng Mingyi has a physical illness and can’t do the above?

Jiang Chijing thought distractedly about the physical illness, but didn't notice that Zheng Mingyi had already walked behind him.

Zheng Mingyi wrapped his arms around Jiang Chijing's shoulders, took him into his arms, then buried his head and leaned into his ears and said, "If Officer Jiang is curious, you can try it yourself."

After saying this, Zheng Mingyi lowered his voice again and said, "There is no one else here now."

Jiang Chijing ran into Zheng Mingyi's chest without warning, and subconsciously clasped his forearm with his hands.

In the past, when Zheng Mingyi fisted, Jiang Chijing was used to zooming in and observing the bulging veins on Zheng Mingyi's forearm, because he thought it was very sexy.

Now this forearm is in Jiang Chijing's hand, and his palm can feel the heat of the skin, and even the lines of the blue veins can be touched.

His heart trembled uncontrollably, but he didn't have time to digest it, because he understood the hint in Zheng Mingyi's words.

Although he hated himself very much, but yellow waste appeared uncontrollably in his mind.

Zheng Mingyi's exhalation sprayed behind his ears was wrapped in thick male hormones, which penetrated into his skin like a catalyst, making his blood boil.

Obviously, Zheng Mingyi didn't act too aggressively. He just circled his shoulders and leaned to his ear to speak, and his whole body seemed to be drained, making it difficult to even stand.

Sure enough, is it still because of voyeurism?

For voyeurs, intimate contact with the **** is simply irresistible.

Jiang Chijing thought he was good at seeing people. How could the number of people he had been peeping for more than half a year be zero? He can be 100% sure that the person who is encircling his shoulders behind him at this time is a fierce one.

The imagination in Jiang Chijing's mind was out of control, and countless exciting images appeared before his eyes.

He thought of the last time he accidentally straddled Zheng Mingyi’s lap. It was the first time the two had intimate contact. He had asked Zheng Mingyi to close his thigh countless times before, but Zheng Mingyi did not listen. After accidentally sitting on it, Zheng Mingyi automatically folded his legs and supported his hips with the part close to his knees.

He could feel Zheng Mingyi's thighs tight and powerful, and the arms that lay on his back seemed to tighten his waist at any time.

His thinking drifted farther and farther, like a wild horse running off the rein, screaming humbly in a small corner, and it wasn't until Zheng Mingyi behind him made a sound again that Jiang Chijing's thoughts suddenly pulled back to reality.

"Officer Jiang, what are you thinking, eh?"

Zheng Mingyi's "um" almost didn't make it into Jiang Chijing's heart. His loose eyes focused quickly, pushing Zheng Mingyi behind him hard, and said in anger, "Are you crazy? I'm a prison guard."

This sentence sounds like a warning to Zheng Mingyi, but rather to remind Jiang Chijing himself.

He didn't dare to look at Zheng Mingyi's eyes. He was so angry that he couldn't do it, but his eyes were dodging around, and his guilty conscience was clear at a glance.

"Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, "You really can't help but tease."

Jiang Chijing also knew that something was wrong with him. Zheng Mingyi didn't care about him, he had already filled up all kinds of unspeakable scenes, even he himself didn't know that he actually had such a flammable attribute.

In order to cover up his guilty conscience, Jiang Chijing took off the baton around his waist and stared at Zheng Mingyi and said, "You try to laugh again?"

Zheng Mingyi raised his hands and made a harmless look: "Don't dare."

Having said that, there was still a smile in his eyes looking at Jiang Chijing.

Jiang Chijing suddenly realized a problem at this moment, he really couldn't match Zheng Mingyi.

There are all kinds of prisoners in the Southern Prison, but Zheng Mingyi is like Jiang Chijing's natural enemy. He is always restrained, making him unable to parry.

Jiang Chijing decided to stop talking to Zheng Mingyi, put away the baton, and left the entertainment room.

The air-conditioning in the office building was full, but Jiang Chijing couldn't help unbuttoning the two buttons on the top of his uniform looking at the road outside the window, which was scorched by the sun.

Damn, it's hot.