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"Sun Zhisheng!"

The two people in the room turned their heads in unison.

"Come here"

Zhang Dadui stood upright with his hands behind his back. Although his face was calm, it was unknown whether he was angry or not.

It's over, do you want to be scolded?

Sun Zhisheng's downhearted heart came to his throat again. He wasn't worried about being scolded, it's just that he's been late frequently lately, and it's always a bit embarrassing for him.

Jiang Ming looked at Sun Zhisheng walking out with his head up and down, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. He had to be on duty tonight and couldn't sleep all night. Thinking of this, he shook his head and felt tired.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, colleagues came home from get off work one after another. Jiang Ming ordered a bowl of white rice and fried pork with cabbage in the cafeteria, but the meat was fatty. Jiang Ming seldom ate fatty meat, so he ordered With the greasy cabbage, the bowl of rice was barely settled.

Today is sunny, the sun is shining all day long, and there is no cloud in the sky. Jiang Ming walked slowly towards the office building. From time to time, a few stray cats ran past his feet, white and gray, swinging their chubby buttocks, and ran to the ground. .

From Jiang Ming's first day of work to now, he has really witnessed with his own eyes how the cat colony in the compound grows.

The Provincial Juvenile Correctional Center currently has a total of ten jurisdictions. In addition to the six jurisdictions of 1000, [-], [-], [-], [-], and [-], there are also prison exits, prison training, hospitals (sick prison areas), and logistics. There are more than [-] detainees. Therefore, the prison cafeteria has to supply food for many people every day, and the reserve of food materials is naturally amazing. The warehouse is full of rice, noodles, soybean oil, etc., piled up into hills, and after a long time, the rats Uninvited.

This kind of animal seems to have never been liked by people since ancient times. The team got a few cats back in accordance with the rules of the food chain, and they quickly saw results. However, there were few mice left, but they evolved into just now scene.

Jiang Ming returned to the office and had just rested for a few minutes when he heard the logistics call "Dafan". He stood up, stretched himself, and walked out of the office.

There were not many people in the prisoner's section where Jiang Ming lived, and he led seven or eight prisoners to the cafeteria. Each of them held a bucket in their hand, and they were all so lazy that they were about to fall asleep.

There was no loud noise or fights.

This could be regarded as Jiang Ming's uniqueness.

All the old people in the unit knew that as long as Jiang Ming led the prisoners, almost no one would dare to do anything wrong. It wasn't that he was so good, it was just that he had an indescribable energy that made people want to stay away from him.

At six o'clock the next morning, after Jiang Ming washed his face, he wiped the water off his face in front of the mirror. He was on duty all night, and the circles under his eyes were all black. He shook his head, and his head still hurt.

After eight o'clock, Jiang Ming and Team Zhang greeted each other and left work. He walked through the gate to the locker room, took advantage of the time when he was changing out of his police uniform, and turned on the phone. A few "buzzing" vibrations came through the iron The transmission came from the closet, which made Jiang Ming's brain hurt even more.

If he guessed correctly, it should be Yang Ziwen. . . . . .

Jiang Ming fastened his belt, took out his phone from his trouser pocket, unlocked the screen and saw that it was Yang Ziwen, with a lot of incoming calls and text messages, this crazy woman!

Jiang Ming called Yang Ziwen while walking towards the gate.

"What's wrong? Missy"

Yang Ziwen opened his mouth and cursed, "My old lady called you N times..."

At this moment, Jiang Ming had to interrupt her, otherwise, it was possible for her to scold for a whole day.

"Yesterday, a co-worker joined me temporarily and just got off work. You also know that mobile phones are not allowed inside."

The world was silent for a moment.

Yang Ziwen is a typical Libra, beautiful, sexy and attractive.Although it is usually quite good, it is still reasonable at critical moments.

She breathed calmly and said, "Come to my house for dinner tonight, my parents are thinking about you."

Jiang Ming: "...Okay, then I'll go home to catch up on sleep, and I'll call you in the afternoon"

Yang Ziwen: "ok, don't forget"

The commuter car of the work unit happened to be parked at the entrance of Jiang Ming's residential area. He ate a bowl of Lanzhou ramen downstairs and then went back. He was really sleepy. . . . . .

When he turned the corner and was about to reach home, Jiang Ming saw a half-familiar and half-unfamiliar figure, familiar because the person was wearing his clothes, and unfamiliar. . . . . .They only said a few words.

Lu Kun.

Jiang Ming knew Lu Kun's reason for coming, so he walked at a leisurely pace, and he was not in a hurry to speak first.

The steps on the first floor were quickly finished, Jiang Ming raised his eyes and saw Lu Kun standing at the door of his house with his hands behind his back, just looking at Jiang Ming leisurely, probably because he was already tall, his posture was a bit condescending.

"I'm here to get my ID card"

Lu Kun's voice was very cold, like a stream of snow flowing down from the top of a mountain, with a peerless and independent coolness, Jiang Ming blinked and suddenly felt much more refreshed.

"Take a bag of Zhongnanhai in exchange"

"..."

Lu Kun twitched the corners of his mouth, most of the bruises on his face had disappeared, and his handsome appearance became more obvious. He stared at Jiang Ming who was unlocking the lock for two seconds, then snorted and said, "Uncle policeman is so stingy, Do you have to pay back a pack of cigarettes?"

The anti-theft door has been opened, and a faint smell of disinfectant wafts out. Lu Kun is no stranger to this, and he smelled it when he stayed overnight the night before.

Just as Jiang Ming stepped in with one foot, he turned his head and said to Lu Kun flatly, "You can either buy it or leave, and you'll have to go if you have such a long time."

The door was closed with a "bang", and Lu Kun couldn't help taking a step back. He stepped down the steps with one foot hanging, a bit like the arc of a pole vault. He grabbed the wall and shook his body a few times before he stood still.

After a short time of thinking, Lu Kun quickly weighed the pros and cons. It would take at least a month to reapply for an ID card, and it would only take 10 minutes to go downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes and come back up again. Heh, even a fool would choose the latter.

Of course, how could Lu Kun lose to a fool? Even though he was reluctant in his heart, he still did it.

. . . . . .

Jiang Ming went back to the house and changed into the short-sleeved shorts he wore at home, and washed again. Just as he was about to go to bed, he heard the doorbell ring. Oh yes, it was that Lu Kun, he almost forgot.

The door opened a small gap, and a pack of cigarettes was handed over, Jiang Ming reached for it but failed, Lu Kun held the other end of the pack tightly.

"Where is my ID card?"

It doesn't look stupid.

Jiang Ming went back to the room and picked up the ID card on the coffee table and handed it to Lu Kun. The transaction was completed in an instant like a barter. Jiang Ming didn't bother with Lu Kun any more, he just wanted to go back to bed and sleep .

When the door was about to be closed, Jiang Ming used his remaining consciousness to think of another thing. He called Lu Kun who had already descended the steps to stop.

"Hey! Wait a minute"

Lu Kun's feet froze.

Jiang Ming turned around and went back to the balcony, and took down the set of clothes that Lu Kun had left here from the clothes rail. Yes, it was washed, and he threw it into the washing machine yesterday morning and ran it for a while, not because Jiang Ming really wanted to. It's just that he has a slight obsession with cleanliness, and he really can't stand such a wet and dirty pile in his own home.

Lu Kun looked at his clothes in the paper bag that were still stained with the scent of laundry detergent, and he was a little dazed. This, this, what would he say, thank you?It's a bit vain. . .And compared to what Jiang Ming did, his attitude just now was really not very gentlemanly.

"your clothes......"

Jiang Ming waved his hand and said, "You don't need to pay it back, you can go."

He pulled the doorknob and was about to close the door, but it was pulled open by a strong force. Jiang Ming, who lost his center of gravity, staggered forward and bumped into Lu Kun's body. To be precise, his nose hit Lu Kun's collarbone.

The obvious protruding part is skinny and resolute.

The sore taste from the nasal cavity reached the lacrimal gland, Jiang Ming turned back and stood by the door again, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Fuck! You fucking want to kill me!"

Jiang Ming covered his nose with one hand, cursed, and felt extremely upset. He raised his eyes and stared at them, his eyes were bloodshot, and sometimes people's bad emotions backlogged to the point of blowout, which would scare even himself.

"Are you all right?"

Lu Kun stuffed the paper bag under his armpit, raised his hand and pulled Jiang Ming's arm, wanting to see if he was injured, but Jiang Ming didn't appreciate it at all, and still looked at Lu Kun with the same eyes, saying, "I took the thing. Hurry up and go!"

This time, the door was actually closed, tightly closed, as if the wind couldn't get through.

The people outside the door were really stunned for a while. He heard the footsteps in the room gradually disappearing, and then turned around and left.

In the first trash bin that passed by downstairs, Lu Kun threw the paper bag in his hand into it precisely, as if shooting a basketball. During the whole process, he looked calm, just like throwing ordinary trash.

The person upstairs standing on the balcony turned around silently.

. . . . . .

Jiang Ming slept until after three o'clock in the afternoon, and his half-open eyes closed again within a second. Outside the window, there were car horns, adults' chatter, and children's noise. . . . . .All passed to his ears, and he returned to the world from the sky in an instant.

When the consciousness was fully awake, Jiang Ming's hunched body like a prawn also stretched out.

Now it's the season of spring and summer. Even in the northern cities, the temperature is gradually rising. Jiang Ming slept sweating all over his body, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

He got up and went to the bathroom to take a warm shower to feel better. When he came out of the shower, he turned on his mobile phone and connected it to the speaker via Bluetooth, and slowly sang "Good Night" by Lost Trains.

"We left the barren oasis and returned to the sunless day, you woke up, even though I, all the dreams are not finished", the voice is low, with a wanton tone.

Jiang Ming lit a cigarette, stood on the balcony and listened while smoking. The scenery outside the window was warm and yellow, the leaves shook violently, and the wind picked up. . .He suddenly remembered something and looked down at his hands, oh yes, Lu Kun bought the cigarettes.

Lu Kun. . . . .