Common cause

Brother Gui continued to sway: "In fact, there was one time when Lei Zi even caught Er Dazi. It was when he was fighting with someone at the gate of the Capital Zoo. Someone called the police and he was caught. But it was not popular at that time. ID card——" He raised his chin towards the garden and asked: "Is there any high-tech in the ID card now, can it be read out by a machine?"

Xiang Yuan replied: "Ah, yes, the chip in the second-generation ID card has digital anti-counterfeiting measures—"

Quite a few people gathered around, looking up at rough-made faces, listening with gusto--they just love this, otherwise how can a thief become a thief after entering the palace, that's all the result of exchange and study in the prison cell.

Seeing that everyone in Zhou Zha looked confused, Xiang Yuan thought they didn't understand what "digital anti-counterfeiting measures" were, so he said: "The ID number, photos and basic information are all stored in the chip, and you can scan it with a machine to know whether it is true or not." In the past, there were many people who forged ID cards, but now it is almost impossible to forge them.”

Brother Gui answered, "Oh, yes, at that time, the second arrester took a fake ID card and said that he was from Shancheng, and it happened that the policeman was also from Shancheng, so he asked him in Shancheng dialect, 'Brother, are you from Shancheng? ’, he replied in Northeast dialect, ‘It’s not that good!’, I guess, the policeman felt that something was wrong at the time, but there was nothing wrong with the ID card, and he let it go after paying some money. Such a big case was stunned Didn't find out."

One ear said: "It's not enough to change it now, and there will be problems once the ID card is checked?"

Perhaps no one has listened to him tell the story of the past for a long time. Brother Gui was a little overjoyed, and taught carefully: "It's not impossible now, you can get a real ID card, and the person above looks a bit like you, as long as you prove it." If the child is real and the person is fake, that's okay!"

Everyone around laughed, happy to hear such a knowledgeable language.

Xiang Yuan recorded the glorious history of Er Dazi one by one, signed his and Xu Guining's names on the letter head, and then handed the pen and paper to Brother Gui, motioning for the other party to sign his name. Even if the three of them summed up the criminal activities by using the method of "putting everyone out".

Brother Gui took the letter paper, swiped the pen, and left a horizontal line on the paper. He immediately felt that something was wrong, so he clicked a little more on the horizontal line, drew a cross on the horizontal line, and added a standing knife next to it. A weird "Liu".

That horizontal force was strong, as if a knife had cut open the pouch of imagination. In the dark corner of the shop, Xiang Yuan lay straight on his stomach, slowly rolling a corner of the letter paper in his hand.He still remembered that when he was entering the suspect file, the data showed that Liu Guisi had a permanent residence in the capital, but the accent that Brother Gui deliberately made seemed to indicate that he was deliberately playing the role of a native of the capital. Horizontal——Xiang Yuan flattened the rolled letter paper. Does it mean that he is not familiar with the name Liu Guisi?

Xiang Yuan put the letter paper between his fingers and rolled it up again, and the words "xiáoxi" that Brother Gui said popped up in his mind. The obvious dialect vocabulary, I don't know whether it was the pronunciation learned by the immersed people, or Dongbeikou was his in the first place. The mother tongue, dictated by instinct, blurted out; just like the phrase "that's not good" that Er Dazi failed to pretend to be a mountain city native.And the method of "the proof is true, the person is false", is it being used by your elder brother?He just impersonated Liu Guisi, so who is Liu Guisi?Where did you go?Who is the "gui brother" in front of me?Is it someone whose name starts with a horizontal line?

Thoughts were mixed, bumping into countless fork roads, when Xiang Yuan finished his imagination, the letter paper in his hand was almost torn, Xu Guining came over and turned him over, and then lay down on the original traitor's bed.

Xu Guining asked: "Close your eyes, are you tired?"

Xiang Yuan was very obedient, he closed his eyes: "It's not bad."

Xu Guining laughed so hard that his eyes blurred, dialect asked them to go back to their hometown together, temporarily forgetting the reality of being exhausted, and fell asleep silently in the misty yellow light of the prison.

The calendar has turned over two or three more articles.

Although the traitor has temporarily withdrawn, without his oppression, Hu Zi's status has been "rising" even more.Everyone knows that Huzi failed to write the year-end report. People who smear the image of this account will generally become jesters, so Huzi must take the responsibility of bringing joy to everyone, otherwise——

At this time Huzi was forced to imitate the Peking opera veterans walking on stage. The procedure was as follows: paste a few pieces of toilet paper on the chin to replace the long beard, let out a phlegm cough, and move the cheeks, and with the sound of "Wow", lift the "hem", With one step of his thigh, he ran around the cell several times...

The onlookers are just the audience, giggling and applauding, and once Brother Gui puts on an interested expression, everyone will ask the "corner" to "come back".

Huzi has to do this more than ten times a day, and he seems to have become the mascot of this account, but the food is always deducted, and he loses weight day by day. From the perspective of modern Li Kui, he is about to become the second generation of Osama bin Laden. The edge of the pit is like a wind-up toy that is about to die.

When the guard entered the door, Huzi was performing a "reciting poetry while drinking alcohol". As soon as a poem came to his lips, Huzi immediately lost his power and ran to the wall to stand at attention. The guard glanced sideways.

The Wallfacer team gathered again, except for Xiang Yuan who was recuperating on the couch, no one could make an exception.

The guard first gave a few words of training as usual, and then took out something that was enough to make the prisoners happy for several days, the letter.

Once in the detention center, except for the inmates serving sentences of less than three years who can meet with their families, the rest of the prisoners are completely isolated from the outside world and wait for trial in silence. Therefore, letters are treasures that bring news from the world. It was passed on and read dozens of times until the information in it was squeezed out before it could be returned to the sender.

The guard handed the letter to Brother Gui, the security officer, and signaled him to distribute it later.Xu Guining happened to be standing on the right side of Brother Gui. He looked down and saw that the first letter was addressed to him. He felt relieved, thinking that Shen Guoquan probably hired a lawyer for him and wrote a letter to inform him.The relationship between the two of them is far better than a fake couple or a brother and sister who seem to be at odds with each other. It is a comrade-in-arms friendship born of mutual protection when striving for the upper hand, Xu Guining believes in this.

Behind them, the guard continued to say: "Who is Xu Guining, come out with me."

Xu Guining didn't panic, he knew that, unlike the crisis of trust between ordinary people, the guard never trusted any prisoner, so there was no danger of traitors telling the truth, the only test was whether he could purge himself clean.

He followed the guard out of the cell, through the corridor, and into the inquiry room.The guard motioned him to sit across the table, picked up the file again, pretended to look at it and said, "You graduated from Haimen Finance Institute? You are a high-achieving university student."

Xu Guining was taken aback for a moment: "You're flattering me. I wasn't an undergraduate when I took the exam. Later, several schools merged into this major."

The guard smiles a little convincingly: "Hey, isn't it all the same school? It doesn't matter! — That's right. The institute sees your education and thinks it's necessary to use it. We're going to let you work in the infirmary. Record the circulation of drug injections for the infirmary. If you have made contributions to this, it will be a good reason to commute your sentence during the trial. Maybe you can serve your sentence directly in the clinic, and we will treat you as well. Can be taken care of, right?"

Xu Guining thought to himself, for the unjust case of killing his wife, the maximum sentence is a suspended death sentence, and the minimum sentence is seven or eight years. Could it be possible to reduce the sentence by making false accounts for you?However, there is no need to violate the order, so he said: "Okay, when will I start working?"

The guard put away the file and said with satisfaction: "That's it for now."

The door of the infirmary is facing the window, and the yard is outside the window.When Xu Guining entered the door, he saw the half-pasted courtyard wall, glass, wooden sticks and cement in a mess.

The only doctor in the hospital was sitting by the window, with his elbows on the table, dozing off little by little.

Xu Guining knocked on the door, the doctor got impatient and yawned: "What's the matter! Another fall?"

Xu Guining said: "No, no, the guard asked me to help the infirmary do the accounting."

The doctor raised his eyelids, it was eleven o'clock in the morning, the sun shone through the mist, the courtyard wall, and the window, and happened to hit Xu Guining's face. Floating in the sunlight, he has a lovely pointed face, which is completely different from the speculative cuteness of traitors. Xu Guining's cuteness comes from his fragility, gentleness and integrity.

The doctor had a good impression of Xu Guining, but when he thought of the purpose of this person's visit, he felt a little uncomfortable - he took advantage of the recent number of injuries, and kept playing tricks on the number of medicine injections. He brought the medicine with him when he returned home on weekends. Sell ​​it to earn some pocket money. Presumably, the institute felt that the consumption of needles and medicines was not right, so they sent a special commissioner to check it out.

So the doctor stretched his face and said, "Come in first."

Brother Gui sat on the bunk and reviewed the letters one by one. The first letter was from Xu Guining. He squinted and asked, "Yo, Xu Guining, who is Xu Guining?"

Xiang Yuan was knitting a sweater lying on his stomach, he quickly turned his head and said, "Hey, here."

Brother Gui asked, "Your name is Xu Guining?"

Xiang Yuan replied: "No, Xu Guining is—that, little glasses."

Brother Gui groaned, swung his wrist flat, and sent the envelope flying sideways to Xiang Yuan.

The next letter belongs to One Ear and others. Those who got the letter were overjoyed, huddled in the corner with the small group to read the letter, and snatched it, having a great time; those who didn’t get the letter either disdain or calm , In fact, they were all a little bit lost, lying listlessly in their own place.

Suddenly someone said: "My daughter-in-law said that I have been in a trap, and I can't get through it in the future, so she wants to blow it to me!" Then he wailed, and his little gang gave a few words of comfort; Laughing, maybe I thought to myself, didn’t I just have fun, let’s see if you are still happy.

The next letter is from brother Gui, he laughed and stuffed the letter under his butt, no one would want to read it.

Xiang Yuan finally waited for the last letter, and this letter really belonged to him.

Brother Xiang Yuanxue stuffed Xu Guining's letter under the broken leg, and then read his own letter.

The letter on the envelope: Haimen Nanjiao Police Station turned to Yuanshou. It was written by the well-known writer Sister Liu.

Xiang Yuan looked around, quietly raised the letter above his head, and saw an inconspicuous oily spot on the letter, remembering that they used to write and draw while eating in the propaganda office, and the paper was full of oily spots.This oil spot is very coincidental. Under the illumination of the yellow light in the prison building, the word "love" is vaguely revealed.

The letter roughly stated that relatives of Xiangyuan entrusted someone to report that they were "unsuitable to be involved in this case because of their sensitive positions", but Sister Yang was soliciting contacts everywhere, and Sister Lin went to the court every day, and the three of them were already asking for accommodation and bail pending trial The day is just around the corner, so Xiang Yuan must take good care of him in the detention center.

Add a new line at the end, "We all love you."

Attach an oil pip.