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The first Sunday of every month is a big day for the prisoners. Family members can only come to visit the prison on that day, and visits have to be arranged on the class schedule. It’s not like going to a big fair, and your family members can come every month they want.

When the call came to 3709, Luo Qiang sat there and watched from a distance.Luo Yong, the boss of the Luo family, was still wearing the old suit, with a bundled thick quilt on his shoulders, a big bag in his hand, and a basket dragged in from outside the house, his brow dripping with sweat.

The two brothers looked at each other through the glass, and were stunned for a long while without speaking, not knowing what else to say.

I haven't lived under the same roof for many years, and I already have two people.When we meet again, one is inside and the other is outside, and we will always be two people.

The boss of the Luo family is having a hard time these days. One family is broken up, the three brothers are in prison, and he is left alone on his shoulders. He is the one who takes care of Mr. Luo who is sick, and the one who is below has to support the family and children.The two brothers of the Luo family were arrested and taken into custody. The huge amount of wealth they had accumulated through years of business was judged as illegal income and confiscated.

Luo Yong carried the bag on the left and the basket on the right, and said, "Second brother, I brought you something to eat and use."

Luo Qiang: "No need."

Luo Yong: "It's autumn, it's cold, and the quilt is thick. The apples are harvested by us. They don't cost money. You can put them under the bed and eat them slowly. One basket can last the whole winter."

Luo Qiang: "...Don't bring these with me in the future, I don't need them."

After being silent for a while, Luo Qiang couldn't help asking: "Where is Xiao Saner?"

Luo Yong: "It's in Yanqing, I just went to see it...it's pretty good."

Luo Qiang: "Is it alright?"

Luo Yong: "Very optimistic, very motivated, and told me a lot of things, saying that the captain's discipline was good to him, and asked how you are..."

Luo Qiang: "Someone bullied him? Did someone beat him? Who touched him, what's his last name, tell me his name, and write it down on a piece of paper."

Luo Yong: "...Little San'er said he's fine, he can cover himself, so you can rest assured"

Luo Qiang was silent for a long time, and said: "Take the things to San'er. I don't eat apples, give them to him. San'er likes to eat fruit."

Back then, Mr. Luo hit half of Luo Qiang's face with a cane, which bled and cracked the corners of his eyes.

Luo's father was trembling with anger and pointed at Luo Qiang and said: "You can be a fool, you are a disaster, why did our family raise you! What are you doing?! What crime! You will be shot in the future! What to do next!"

"You don't take the right path yourself, you have led your brother to death! That's my son! That's your own brother!...You give my son back to me!!!!"

Luo Zhan dropped out of high school and mixed with Luo Qiang, karaoke halls, billiard halls, Internet cafes, and later opened entertainment centers, high-end clubs, and underground casinos, and the business grew bigger and bigger.

It has been more than ten years, and the two have not been separated much. They each have a machete in their backs.

Earn money together, squander it together, have fun with wine and meat, and be high-spirited.

This time the two brothers were sentenced together, but they were not detained together. After so many years, they had to be separated for the first time, and it would take many years for them to be separated.

Luo Qiang doesn't care.He doesn't care which cell number he lives in, whether someone gives him steamed buns, whether his fellow inmates treat him or not, whether someone wants to plot against him and clean him up, he doesn't even care if these people call him Luo Qiang or Zhou Jianming.Who is he?He is afraid of these?

No matter what my name is, I will clean up you all the same.

But Xiao San'er was in jail for the first time, and the sentence was eight years. He was used to living a carefree life, and was used to being pampered and protected by his brother. Can he do it alone?Can you bear this hardship?

Is someone handing him steamed buns when he's hungry?

The fellow prisoner wanted to punish him and force him to wash the plane and hold the toilet, would he be able to bear it?Who can help him then?

Some dazzling scenes flashed through Luo Qiang's mind. If someone dared to touch Luo Xiaosan'er and bully his precious brother, he would have the heart to cut people, skin them and gouge out their eyes.

Luo Qiang asked Luo Yong: "How is the old man?"

Luo Yong said: "It's still like that... I went to the hospital to see, but the doctor didn't accept it, saying that I was old and didn't dare to have surgery, and I asked conservative treatment, so I kept it at home..."

Luo Qiang thought for a while, and said, "Is the money enough? If I use the money, I still have a few brothers who can be relied on."

Luo Yong shook his head, opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

Luo's father said in the past that he would never spend a penny of this evil man, live in this evil man's villa, not ride in his car, not drive with him, never see him, and throw it on the side of the road when he is old and dead. Don't bury him.

Luo Yong couldn't say this in person, for fear that Luo Qiang would turn his back on the table.

Luo Yong was more or less afraid of his second child.Don't look at him as the eldest brother, he can't take care of this younger brother, he can only take care of himself, honestly face the loess for most of his life, and when he is middle-aged, he has to give the two younger brothers food in prison.

Luo Qiang also rarely called "Big Brother", not even by his name.This person lives alone and indifferently. In the eyes of outsiders, this kind of person is heartless and disowned by his relatives.He only recognizes his business, his house, car and money, the gun and machete in his hand, the deep scars on his shoulders and chest, the boiling sticky blood flowing from his cavity...

He only recognized that way, and walked all the way to the dark, until he hit the south wall hard.

Luo Qiang, carrying a quilt and a basket of apples, walked past the playground like a train catcher during the Spring Festival.

He couldn't help but look at a group of people on the playground, his gaze seemed subconsciously aimed at the man who was running around barefoot on the concrete floor with a big-brimmed hat in his hand.

wind time,

A few prisoners who have no family members to visit the prison are moving freely. They are free and play shuttlecock.

Excessive physical activity is restricted in prison, so a group of old men can only engage in this kind of pussy game.

Shao Jun was also there, with his police cap hooked up with one finger, his leather boots were off, and he was kicking with bare feet.

All the prisoners in the first group liked Shao Jun, part of the reason was that Mr. Shao was happy, and Mr. Shao loved to play.When he usually wears a police cap and a belt, this guy is a policeman, he is serious when he is admonishing people, and when he is on the podium in the ideological education class, he is also yelling and shouting, looking like a dog.When I started playing, I was very crazy. I ran to the next village to climb a tree to steal a peach, or slipped to a prison cell to smoke one by one and then get together to play cards lively. That was a common thing.

There were five or six people in a circle, keeping the distance, Shao Jun kicked the shuttlecock to a height of three meters, and when it fell, he suddenly flicked his ankle and swept it to the side, watching others rushing to catch it, he Satisfied and foolishly happy...

Shao Jun is thin, with a flexible waist and quick legs.He used to play shuttlecock purely for the purpose of gaining affection with these criminals and playing tricks on them. Later, he became addicted to playing shuttlecock.

The shirt was pulled out of the waistband of the trousers due to the back and forth movement, and it was loose.

The uniform trousers were wrapped around the buttocks, and the trouser legs dragged to the ground, and the feet were particularly white.

The bright sunlight coated Shao Jun's face and arms with a layer of fluffy, misty golden edges, and the shadows of trees and people sprouted, young and handsome.

When Luo Qiang realized that he was staring at Police Officer Shao, he had actually been staring at Officer Shao for a long time, staring at Shao Sanman's trouser waist and two white feet, with the heavy luggage on his shoulders, he forgot...

"You guys are watching!" Shao Jun was serious and excited.

Shao Jun played handsomely, kicking against another prisoner, sweeping with his calf, forward and backward, all his Sanda kung fu was used.The shuttlecock leaped over his head, Shao Jun turned half sideways, bent his knee in a horizontal kick, and kicked the shuttlecock back with his heel at an unbelievable angle with his thigh and ankle.

"Pretty!"

A few on the sidelines booed and flattered Mr. Shao.

Shao Jun was complacent, showing his white teeth in a smile, and his normally mature face rarely showed some kind of pure joy, real or even silly fun.

The superintendent came in from the outside, took a look, and pointed at Shao Jun from afar: Tsk, look, look!

Shao Jun was threateningly pointed at by the head of the prison, and kicked sideways. The shuttlecock was kicked against the wall, and the armed police pointed their guns at the shuttlecock, and couldn't hold back their joy.

Shao Jun rolled his eyes at the little armed policeman.

The chief of the prison poked him from the air: Young master, look at your crooked tie, your unbuttoned clothes, your cat-like police appearance... Where are your shoes? !

Shao Jun turned his face to look for shoes, suddenly

Two things flew out from the corridor, rushing towards his chest!

He didn't see clearly, subconsciously kicked with two feet.

The warden's eyes widened: I'm sorry to criticize you, why are you still kicking me!

Which brat plotted against your third grandpa!Shao Jun hurriedly took the things into his arms.

One pack of braised duck gizzards, one pack of spicy shredded beef.

Shao Jun turned his head, and the person who threw things for him in the corridor picked up the apple basket again, glanced at him nonchalantly, and walked away slowly.

Shao Jun thought it was very funny, but he didn't expect to stare at someone's back for a long time...

Luo Qiang is not interested in notes.He is a gangster, and he hates tiaotiao the most.He threw two bags of food to return a favor to Third Master Shao.

When he entered this prison, he was hungry for more than a day, and he didn't even have a grain of rice. At that time, it was Shao Jun who gave him two steamed buns and a bowl of winter melon soup.

Not for anything else, just for those two big steamed buns, one for four taels, the man was really hungry at that time! ...

That night, the seventh class had meat.

Luo Qiang slowly rummaged through things from the big woven bag, surrounded by people eagerly, starving to death.Luo Qiang was also generous and generous, dismantling the packages and throwing them to everyone, whoever wanted to eat whatever they wanted.

Hu Yan was the first one to go up and eat, his mouth was as busy as a small animal...

Hedgehog, although Liang Zi and Luo Qiang, who got through those kicks, haven't counterattacked yet, but this guy is very open-minded, and don't have any grudges against anyone who eats. Those who drink radish soup and winter melon soup every day are weak, have spleen deficiency, and kidney deficiency , so I ate it carelessly...

Shunzi was very disrespectful to newcomers, and he couldn't be with anyone or a rapist, but he couldn't hold back when everyone else fell for him.

Luo Qiang took a big bag of sausages, dragged it to Shunzi, and asked casually, "From Sichuan?"

He could hear the accent of the outsider.

Shunzi took a look at Luo Qiang, as if he appreciated it, so he also started eating.Small Sichuan sausages, the taste of his hometown, I am thinking about it.

Chinese people have the habit of getting together, and eating is a leisure activity that can best eliminate barriers and connect emotions.

The big bag of food given by the boss of the Luo family eased the atmosphere in the No. [-] cell a lot.It's also because of the same enemy who took down Wang Bao in class three, and the inmates in class seven had an idea in their hearts. They felt that Zhou Jianming had the guts to give our men face in front of the other shifts, and that's how it should be.

A few people chatted with each other, talking about how they got in.

The hedgehog said: "I, 'Two Three Four', when my elder brother was surrounded by more than a dozen people, I just smashed his head to save him, and he was in a vegetable state. I don't regret it, I saved our elder brother's life .”

The hedgehog looked at Shunzi, and Shunzi said, "I'm also 'two-three-four'. In the kindergarten in our town, the principal is an old hooligan who doesn't have a hammer. He bullied many children. Let's sue the officials. There is a background in it... Then one day, when I was holding that person on the road, I stabbed his stomach and took a few organs. Then I ran to Beijing, and I was arrested here, and I didn’t go back.”

Hu Yan didn't talk about himself, Hu Yan stared at Luo Qiang, and asked: "What about you? Why did you come in? What the discipline says doesn't count, I don't believe it."

Luo Qiang didn't want to say it either.

Anxiously pressed by a group of people, Luo Qiang leaned back on the pile of quilts, stretched out one leg, looked at everyone indifferently, and said, "...I am [-]."

Which one is [-]?A few people didn't understand it, and they didn't commit this rule.

The most common crimes in a large group of felon camps are [-], intentional homicide; [-], intentional injury; [-], rape; [-], drug production and trafficking.Everyone has violated the hundreds or dozens of articles of the criminal law, which is clearly written in the court judgment, and they all know it.Therefore, when the prisoners communicate in the cell, they will directly say, I am "two, three, four" or something.Two nine four?Never heard of this group.

Mr. Shao leaned against the door of Class No. [-]'s room, secretly watching a group of people chatting inside.

Luo Qiang's eyes were thieves, and he saw Shao Jun eavesdropping at a glance.

Luo Qiang teased, "Not full? Officer Shao wants more."

Shao Jun replied, "Is there a duck neck?"

Luo Qiang rummaged through the woven bag.

"Spicy ones, I won't eat non-spicy ones!" Shao Jun deliberately teased the poor, squinting at him, just like you want to flatter your grandpa, don't be uncomfortable, don't make it sound like your third grandpa still doesn't want to see you, you're in vain Post the expression we don't want.

Luo Qiang couldn't hold back the expression on the corner of his mouth.

Luo Qiang slapped it and threw it very accurately. It happened to go through the small window and hit Shao Jun's chest.

Shao Jun didn't finish: "Give me two apples too! You all fell asleep at night, snoring and bubbling, sleeping like a house full of pigs, and I stayed up all night snorting and panting alone Staring at you while sleeping with big eyes, I can’t sleep myself, is it easy for me!”

Mr. Shao usually makes fun of the prisoners so poorly, to relieve his boredom.This person scolds and defrauds others in public, and he is blind and poor in private. It is completely the feeling of two people.

Hedgehog and Shunzi also booed, and said happily, "Third Master, it's never too early or too late, you can pay attention to your health, one day you will have a minor illness, and no one will take care of us scum!"

That night, cell number seven was very happy...

Only Lao Sheng was sitting alone in the farthest corner of the room, on the big bunk, with a blue face and a gloomy expression, staring straight at Luo Qiang.

On the same day, Lao Sheng was also visited by someone. A young man came, bald, with tattoos on his body, and he looked like a gangster. He gave a cigarette to the policeman on duty in the visiting room, and talked with Lao Sheng for an hour.The man extended five fingers to Lao Sheng. Lao Sheng looked surprised, thought for a while, and nodded.

Five fingers means five tons, which means 5000 yuan.After Lao Sheng came back from the visiting room, his expression was not quite right, silent and flickering.

Luo Qiang and Lao Sheng looked at each other, their eyes were cold, as if they didn't need to say anything, and suddenly they knew the truth about each other.

Shao Jun was on the night shift in the monitoring room that night, and he was not idle. He moved a large volume of "Criminal Law" from the library.

He flipped through the pages quickly until he found the page he was looking for.

Chewing the brittle bones of the duck's neck and smacking his lips twitched by the pepper numbness, Shao Jun murmured: "Fuck, it's really possible..."

The "Criminal Law" clearly states that Article 290 IV is the crime of organizing and leading an underworld.