The warden who guards the witches

A quarter of an hour later, Aiden and Veronica appeared in the interview room, separated by an iron table, and on the other side sat Camila, who was brought from the solitary room.

"I didn't expect that after being locked up, I would have the opportunity to come out and have some fun. He suddenly called me into a small room like this... The warden wants to do something exciting with me here?" Camilla said to Ai rather arrogantly. Den grinned and glanced at Veronica again, "And you brought an extra secretary? It's quite fun."

"Keep your mouth clean. If all your teeth are broken, you won't be able to eat." Veronica looked at Camilla coldly.

It was a heated conversation from the beginning, but both of them looked like they were used to it.

Camila used to be the small leader of the gang, and Veronica used to be a mounted policeman who was on the same side as the gang. Tit-for-tat confrontation like this is naturally the norm.

Aiden, who often received greetings from prisoner Zu An, also looked calm and calm. He said to Camilla straight to the point: "I called you over because I have a question to ask you..."

"Can I have a cigarette?" Camilla interrupted him suddenly.

"Are you thinking about shit?" Aiden said expressionlessly.

Smoking is not completely prohibited in prisons, but there is still a considerable degree of control over prisoners' smoking.

The treatment level is low, and prisoners who are in solitary punishment naturally do not smoke, and Camilla has both.

"Oh, there's no need to be so serious. I was just joking..." Camila smiled playfully again, "It's very uncomfortable to be addicted to being locked in here. All you need is one bite. I will cooperate with you no matter what you ask!" "

Veronica rolled her eyes. What bothered her the most was this kind of messy old prisoner. He always had to talk about things during the interrogation and occasionally made conditions, which made the police waste time and effort.

But she was not the one talking at the scene, and she could only glance at her boss sitting next to her.

Aiden didn't say anything. He took out a thin cigarette and a match from the pocket of his uniform and threw them away.

Camilla was happy now, and quickly took it with her shackled hands, took it in her mouth with familiarity, and lit a cigarette.

Veronica was a little surprised. Aiden did not smoke, but he still prepared a cigarette in his pocket. Although he rejected Camilla at first, he actually seemed to have expected that Camilla would mention this. Such requirements and extra preparations were made.

Camila took a puff, exhaled a puff of cigarette with a satisfied look on her face, and then frowned slightly and looked at the cigarette in her hand: "Isn't this the kind of low-quality cigarettes sold in prisons?"

"You still want me to get you a top-notch cigar?" Aiden sneered, "Now put out the cigarette for me and just take one puff."

"Okay, okay, you are powerful in your territory, you have the final say." Camila replied with a thorny tone in her words, and directly stubbed out the cigarette butt she just lit with her fingers.

"The reason I'm asking you for questioning today is because I received an anonymous letter here about your previous case..."

Aiden took out the piece of paper, shook it, and then briefly told Camilla the whole story.

"...So, what do you say?" Finally, Aiden asked, staring into Camila's eyes.

Camila's expression did not change throughout the whole process, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

Camilla let out a long breath after hearing this, and then raised her eyebrows at Aiden: "That's it? I thought there was some big deal about calling me here..."

This reaction surprised Aiden - she seemed not to care at all that she might have been framed.

"So, what do you mean?" Aiden motioned for her to speak clearly.

"That's what the letter said, so that's probably what happened." Camilla scratched her ears indifferently, "I remember that I only punched that kid twice, one in the chest and one in the chest. On the face, he still had the strength to run away. From my experience, it’s not because his body is not strong, he usually can’t be beaten. After all, I have been a thug for several years.”

"So, it's really possible that you took the blame." Aiden asked tentatively.

"Probably." Camilla replied flatly.

"But you seem to be indifferent." Aiden crossed his hands.

They both believed that they had been scapegoated and were imprisoned. Camila and Veronica had completely different reactions and had no intention of overturning the case for themselves.

Knowing that she was actually forcibly detained by a member of a rival gang for beating someone to death, and having been imprisoned for so many years, her normal reaction would be to be furious, not to mention Camilla's violent and aggressive personality. .

"Yes, because I have long thought that I might have been tricked." Camilla shrugged, "This kind of method is not uncommon in the underworld."

"Then you won't appeal? Since you were wronged, you can at least get some room for maneuver." Aiden raised a question.

"Unjustly accused?" Camilla stared as if she had heard a joke, and then burst out laughing, "Hahaha... My cell leader, just taking the blame does not mean that I am innocent. Yes. Considering the things I have committed before, let alone being imprisoned for eight years, it would not be surprising even if I am imprisoned until death or on the gallows.”

She narrowed her golden eyes as she spoke: "You can ask the little secretary next to you about this kind of thing. I used to be fairly well-known among the mounted police."

Aiden looked at Veronica, who nodded: "Although I haven't taken over her case directly before, I have heard about it. Before going to jail for this incident, Camilla was suspected of many cases. Intentional injury, robbery, extortion, kidnapping, illegal detention... If all the cases are convicted with evidence, it will at least be life imprisonment."

"That's it, I'm a complete jerk. You don't know, don't you, prison boss?" Camilla laughed proudly instead of being ashamed.

"That's true."

Aiden nodded slightly and agreed with this statement.

After all, he had been with Camilla for about a year.

It is almost impossible to find a completely clean person in a gang.

As a systematic illegal organization with a long history and strict hierarchy, gangs often have quite mature anti-detection methods - destroying evidence, bribery, or even directly finding someone to take the blame. The backbone members of the gang will always try their best to protect themselves, making it difficult for the police to take action against them.

"But I'm afraid you didn't have any evidence to convict me for your previous crimes, otherwise you would have been sentenced long ago. Don't tell me that you suddenly want to turn over a new leaf and swallow this to go to jail." Aiden said.

"I didn't want to, but at that time, I didn't have much choice." Camilla shrugged, "After all, those RCMP weren't all good-for-nothings."

Aiden was still confused and was about to ask more questions, but Veronica spoke up as if she had suddenly realized something: "So, did you... make a deal with the RCMP?"