My years as a boss

Lin Yi and the strange prison guards beside him walked quietly in the corridor leading to the exit, and the cameras on both sides turned silently and slowly following their movements.

The atmosphere was silent, no one spoke.

Lin Yi's mind was full of messy thoughts, and suddenly he heard the footsteps on the side disappear.

He subconsciously grasped the baton, tucked his right hand into his sleeve, and grasped another cold object, before cautiously and with minimal movement, he looked sideways behind him.

"Don't be nervous." The other party stood there leisurely, stretched out his hand, held the remote control, and pressed a few times towards the camera.

The red light in the camera flickered slightly, then dimmed.

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, withdrew his hand, and hung it aside.

"So blatant?"

"Not so much." The other party threw the remote control in his hand to him: "I gave it to you... But you shouldn't need it, right?" The prison guard smiled and explained the facts: "After all, you are going to the third floor. gone."

Lin Yi caught the remote control and quickly screened the forces behind the other party in his mind. The identity of the prison guard—the official way, with the monitoring remote control—was extremely powerful and arrogant.

Lin Yi came to a conclusion.

"Starship Army?"

"As expected of the cunning fox who has become the confidant of the president of the Nianluo Society in just a few years...Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. It really is amazing."

Lin Yi was not interested in being polite to the other party, so he went straight to the point: "What's the matter?"

"Don't get me wrong, it just happened to say hello to you." The other party cast his gaze towards the corridor behind them: "I'm here to give gifts."

Lin Yi looked at him expressionlessly.

"But you must know the other party's preferences before giving a gift..." The other party looked at Lin Yi and raised his eyebrows: "Why did you show such an expression?"

As expected, the Starship Army intervened. From the moment the doctor came into contact with the lunatic, Lin Yi knew that they would intervene sooner or later, but there is still a difference between being clear and facing reality.

For example, for the former, you can use ostrich psychology and pretend that you don't know anything.

The latter means that he has to face the increasingly chaotic situation around Jiang Yiyi - this is not an optimistic development for his mission.

"Hey, cunning fox, don't you naively think that you can control the situation?" The other party took two steps closer and patted Lin Yi on the shoulder: "That's too much of yourself."

Lin Yi glanced at the hand on his shoulder.

The other party raised his hand: "Don't be nervous, there is no murder arrangement in my mission."

"You didn't find out?" Lin Yi asked the other party.

The other party showed a regretful expression: "The doctor hid himself too well."

"Even you can't find out..." Lin Yi muttered to himself, startled by Jiang Yiyi's hidden past.

What kind of power can achieve this level of watertightness, as if the doctor is really the incompetent, stupid and ordinary Jiang Yiyi in the file.

"Although I really want to chat with you for a while, but I'm in a hurry." The other party urged Lin Yi: "You have been with the doctor for a while anyway, so you can't even figure out his preferences?"

Lin Yi quickly went through the memories related to Jiang Yiyi, extracting effective information from the flickering images.

"He loves to do surgery."

The other party waited patiently for a while, and suddenly realized: "No more?" He looked at Lin Yi with disappointment in his tone: "This kind of preference does not need to be investigated, just ask any prisoner on the second floor to know."

Lin Yi looked at the other party and was very frank: "You should know it when you ask me."

"A doctor has no desires, no preferences, no weaknesses."

The other party sighed: "It's really a very difficult gift recipient."

Lin Yi glanced at the almost dark corridor behind him: "A friendly reminder, you can ask him directly." Lin Yi smiled, gloating at the next unlucky guy: "Maybe you will get the answer you want .”

"Your gloating..." The other party's expression became indescribable: "It's too obvious."

"Probably because the matter of talking to the doctor itself..." Lin Yi smiled brightly at him: "It's very sympathetic."

The other party was silent for two seconds, and turned to look at the heavy and dark corridor behind him.

"Then I have to prepare well." He turned to look at Lin Yi: "Let's go, we've stayed here long enough, the butcher's patience is reaching its limit."

They headed for the exit again.

"Speaking of the butcher..." Lin Yi seemed to mention it casually, "He's sitting in this position very securely."

"You want to replace him?" The other party glanced at Lin Yi: "Stop dreaming."

"It's not like there hasn't been a precedent for a manager being replaced."

"There is a precedent for this, but it's the sixth floor." The other party didn't mind providing some information to Lin Yi: "This is the second floor."

"Nian Luohui's understanding of Star Prison is very limited, which is not a good thing, if you want to continue to go down." The other party stopped at the door: "Do you know Star Prison?"

Star Warden?The most mysterious existence in the entire alliance exists in rumors and legends. Without any real information that can be determined, it almost makes people doubt whether he really exists.

"Don't understand?" The other party glanced at his expression and came to a conclusion: "I give you a piece of advice, don't violate the rules."

"Because the Star Warden doesn't like it."

"The inspection passed." The detection machine made a sound, a green light came on above the closed door, and the door that isolated the confinement room from the outside slowly opened.

In the quiet darkness, there was no sound.

Dead silence is the theme song here, and fear is its little condiment, which quietly destroys the will and heart of the detainees.

No matter how powerful human beings are, they cannot remain absolutely calm in the silent darkness—there is no sound, no light, it seems that there is only boundless silence left in the world, abandoned, isolated, and shrouded in darkness, which breeds despair.

In the description of words, people always take it for granted-ah, of course I can get through it-although they never think about what the understatement of the imagination means in reality.

However, this is a small inferiority of human beings, and it is not worthy of criticism—among the countless inferiorities of human beings, there are far more worthy of criticism than this.

But at this moment, in the darkness and silence, footsteps suddenly sounded.

Jiang Yiyi stopped and turned to look at the door of the confinement room.

The sound insulation effect of the door of the confinement room is not outstanding, but because no one enters here, it can barely maintain a quiet atmosphere. To be honest, Jiang Yiyi really wants to suggest that the butcher buy a door with better sound insulation effect—a confinement that cannot be soundproofed The room is too misnomer.

The footsteps gradually approached, and finally stopped at the door.

Jiang Yiyi withdrew his gaze and continued his actions—the blade slashed across the non-existent figure, disassembling and reassembling in an orderly manner.

It was a fun diversion in the dreary solitary confinement room.

"Doctor?" An unfamiliar voice sounded politely.

"I am A." The other party introduced himself: "I came here specially to express my gratitude."

Jiang Yiyi stopped moving: "Thank you?"

"Ningsha is thanks to the doctor's care during this time."

The name wafted into his ears, and the file appeared in Jiang Yiyi's mind - the file of the lunatic.

"But the doctor's preference is a bit elusive. I can't confirm what kind of gift can fully express our gratitude." A's words were extremely restrained, completely different from Lin Yi's, and he was so polite that he couldn't make a mistake.

"Gift..." Jiang Yiyi repeated the word, and the first thought that came to his mind was: Is there a need to ask?Freed me from Star Prison, of course.

However, this idea has just surfaced, and it has not turned around in Jiang Yiyi's mind before it disappeared in Jiang Yiyi's mind at a faster speed than when it surfaced.

In fact, he is quite interested in the lower floors of Star Prison...

Jiang Yiyi was silent for a moment, never expecting that one day he would be entangled in the issue of whether he would be released from prison or not - this issue itself has already proved one thing.

Those neglected things can no longer be ignored - who is Jiang Yiyi?

Who is he.

Jiang Yiyi paused for a few seconds, and sighed softly amidst the countless thoughts that popped up in an instant.

"You can't give me what I want."

This is not surprising - they knew it when they found nothing in Jiang Yiyi's file.

A frankly admitted this: "But we really want to express our gratitude."

"What else?" Jiang Yiyi raised his head and stared at the darkness, asking a little casually.

"And..." A's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and asked the key question: "Can Ningsha be cured?"

The corners of Jiang Yiyi's mouth twitched—be polite to others, and you must ask for something. For them, it's a good thing that the madman didn't go to the third floor, but it's not good enough for them to come to see Jiang Yiyi specially.

The reason why they can do this is naturally because they have further requests.

But Jiang Yiyi had no interest in their request.

"You don't have the leverage to impress me."

A was silent for a few seconds, then changed his plan: "Madman... No, Ning Sha, he is the best soldier and has saved countless lives. No matter what, he shouldn't become what he is now, throwing away the glory of the past. Stepping on my feet, I spent my whole life in a daze..."

Jiang Yiyi was a little impatient: "The conversation can stop here."

It was definitely a failed conversation, just like he expected before stepping here.

Before leaving, A hesitated for a few seconds, but still couldn't hold back: "But there is one thing, I'm curious."

"Why did the doctor confront the lone wolf?"

"Because... I'm a good person?" When Jiang Yiyi said this sentence again, he couldn't be as sure as before.

"Then why doesn't the doctor just be a good person to the end? In this way, the doctor will gain the friendship from the Starship Army, which will bring a lot of convenience to your next actions." A patiently waited for the result: "Bailey And it doesn't do any harm, does it?"

Jiang Yiyi lost interest in continuing the conversation, and his tone showed a bit of impatience: "I don't like others to make decisions for me."

What a difficult object to please.

A muttered in his heart, wanting to say something else, suddenly there was a little sound in the silence and darkness, like a blade hitting something metal, making a crisp sound.

A subconsciously looked towards the door of the closed confinement room.

A dim light in the hallway illuminated the door.

Crisp voices sounded one after another.

A watched it silently.

In the corridor, there are only clear and crisp collision sounds, connected into an out-of-tune tune, creaking and rippling away.

"Doo—Meng Jian, you're timed out, come out immediately."

A silence.

"Meng Jian, please answer."

The crisp collision sound suddenly stopped.

A blinked, his eyelashes drooped, the light in the corridor reappeared, the darkness faded, he took a deep breath, and realized what he was holding in his hand amidst the beating heart.

He looked down.

The doorknob of the brig caught his eye.

A raised his head slowly, staring at the very close door in front of him, suddenly realized what happened just now, let go of his hand and took a few steps back.

"Meng Jian, are you okay? Can you still answer me?" The voice in the communicator became more urgent.

"It sounds like he is in a hurry." Jiang Yiyi's voice broke the silence.

A pressed the communicator, but did not start the conversation, and pressed it again, but there was still no response. Then he realized that his hands could not use his strength at all.

"Meng Jian..."

"I'm fine..." A walked out quickly, the sentence was a bit stagnant at first, but it quickly became a sentence: "I'll be right out."

"What happened? Something went wrong with the conversation?"

A didn't answer his words, he walked faster and faster, completely leaving the endless darkness behind.

It wasn't until the light shone on him that the darkness was completely driven away, and his answer came from the communicator that had been on the phone all the time.

"Don't take the initiative to contact the doctor."

"what happened?"

"He is a capable person."

"What—are you sure?"

Standing in the sun, A solemnly warned the other party: "Don't meddle in the doctor's business."

"This must be reported..."

A raised the volume: "The doctor is already in Star Prison."

The communicator was silent for a few seconds: "But the third floor is for him..."

"I repeat, don't meddle in the doctor's affairs." A pressed his chest, and the heart underneath was still beating fast. Rather than saying that there was still fear, it would be better to say...it couldn't stop at all.

"Unless you want to repeat the same mistakes."

Jiang Yiyi picked up the blade on the ground and glanced at the door of the confinement room. There were some light scratches on the heavy door, which could hardly be noticed.

He moved his fingers slightly, turned the blade habitually, and smiled slightly.

On the screen in front of him, a long-lost notification came.

Psychology level increased from Elite to Master.