Late Night Bookstore

Shaking soot,

Zhou Ze yawned again,

Twisted his neck,

result,

The action stopped abruptly at this moment.

Because he suddenly forgot,

Why should I come here,

Most of the night,

Why don't you sleep with arms around Baiyingying in the bookstore,

Instead, he drove a car to the door of the prison to blow hair?

The logic in my brain was twisted up and down in an instant. It seemed that there was an important link that was pulled out violently. As a result, the rest of it seemed a little bit headless.

Zhou Ze tried to sort out his own ideas,

He remembered that he was supposed to rescue Zhang Yanfeng in the hospital. As a result, Zhang Yanfeng’s soul went to the pig head butcher shop, and there was a traffic light there. , Let Zhang Yanfeng take the corpse to rejuvenate, and also used the ghost certificate he gave to him.

wrong,

There seems to be something wrong.

Zhou Ze bowed his head,

Force yourself to think hard,

Because the biggest paradox is, why would I drive to prison again?

What is the purpose of coming to prison on your own?

He can't remember it,

I can't remember it at all,

If I said that I had nothing to do at night, it was too boring, so I drove out of the car and drove my thoughts. As a result, my thoughts flew away, and I unknowingly drove to the wilderness. It seemed to be able to explain, even if it was a little stiff.

But look at the car you are sitting in. This is not Lawyer An's car, nor the old Nissan. There is a driver's license under the groove around him, and it is the photo and name of another stranger.

If ordinary people encounter this situation,

You may feel that your brain is broken,

Or covered his mouth and exclaimed that he had encountered a "spooky event",

But the question is whether Zhou Zeneng learned to exclaim in the same way, "It's terrible, I have encountered a spiritual event"?

Push the car door,

Zhou Ze went out and kept looking around.

Not far ahead is the towering fence of the prison,

There is no car at night on the road in front of the prison,

Knowing all around, it kept ringing,

Zhou Ze's eyes widened for a moment and then narrowed again,

"who am I,

Where do i come from,

Where am I going? "

Gritted his teeth,

Zhou Ze felt that he should do something,

His sudden loss of memory made him feel insecure now.

Take out the phone,

Called lawyer An's phone,

Because Zhou Ze remembered that he had met Lawyer An before coming to prison.

The phone was quickly connected there.

"Hello, boss."

"Old Ann, do you know where I am now?"

"How do I know." Anxie was baffled. Immediately after he thought of something, he immediately said: "That policeman has been awake and is still sleeping, but his body has shown signs of stable breathing and heartbeat. It should be a problem. Not big."

No,

Lao Zhang's business is not urgent.

"I am at the gate of the prison now. Do you remember why I came to the gate of the prison?"

Attorney An froze for a moment,

In his view, if you say that you are at the door of the clubhouse or the market, you ask me why you are here,

It can be answered.

But you asked me why you ran to the gate of the prison in the middle of the night,

Do you want to go to jail?

still is,

Does he mean otherwise?

What are you suggesting yourself?

"boss."

"Ok?"

"If you have any opinions about me, you can directly mention them."

The implication,

It's just that you don't have to go around the sand and use the sand to point out that Sang cursed Huai.

"Well…………"

"I have a customer in prison, did you go for this matter? I remember I told you, and the split will be shared with you, don't worry, this..."

"not this."

Zhou Ze interrupted Attorney An’s thoughts,

"The problem is, I really don't know why I came here in the middle of the night."

"Then... shall you come back and come back to rest? By the way, boss, I have another request here."

"You said."

"I saw that little girl's film has been entangled to sleep with the female zombie. I also asked the old man and said that you are also sleeping with her. Look, I also suffer from insomnia..."

"No talk."

"hiss…………"

Attorney An felt very painful.

According to Zhou Ze,

Little Loli is going to sleep, and can bear it.

Waking up early in the morning, I first saw the plump and charming Baiyingying, and then saw the little loli lying beside me lying on my body, it was a kind of enjoyment.

But if Lawyer Ann's leg full of legs appears in front of him,

My mood will be affected throughout the day,

Even if Attorney Ann wanted to sleep on the bed under the bed and rubbed the "air conditioning".

"Then I will continue to meditate and meditate." Lawyer An was helpless.

"I want to go to prison to see." Zhou Ze said suddenly.

"go to jail?"

"I have to figure it out in the middle of the night, why should I come here?"

………………

"Jingle bell............jingle bell............"

The phone sounds,

The warden, who was close to retirement, picked up his mobile phone with some dissatisfaction. The person is old, and it is not easy to sleep well, and he will retire in one or two years.

But in the middle of the night, he dared not answer the phone, fearing what was going on in the prison.

"Hey, what happened?"

"The governor, I'm sorry, this is for the selection of advanced reformers this quarter. The list will have to be reported tomorrow, but our prison has not yet decided on the candidate."

"I don't know what the candidate is. Haven't I met in the meeting last week and discussed it? Give the one who will write a book and publish the prize..."

The warden frowned suddenly.

What is he saying?

"to whom?"

"give……"

The warden scratched his head and sat up beside the bed. How did he feel as if he had forgotten something, or was he a little confused because he was woken up by the phone when he woke up?

"You can find some more people to study overnight, and report it directly tomorrow, pay attention to fairness and justice, and do not allow any favoritism or corruption, otherwise I will know it and never condone it!"

"Okay, warden, don't worry."

The phone hung up,

The warden, whose hair was already half-white, did not lie down and rest,

Instead, he got up and walked to the shelf,

Start rummaging.

After looking for a while,

He didn’t know what he was looking for,

Naturally, nothing can be found.

At last,

He could only sit down in a chair and lit a cigarette.

His wife was also awakened by him, got up and looked at it, and asked, "What's wrong? Uneasy."

"It's okay."

The warden scratched his hair, smiled at his wife and laughed at himself:

"It may be that people are old and old, so it's easy to remember things."

"Say what, you are not old. When you retire, I still want to go out and travel with you to see, there was no chance before."

"haha, yes."

………………

It was not difficult for Zhou Ze to enter the detention center. The black mist from his ten nails was enough to make people nearby unaware of his presence. At least, it was no problem to deal with ordinary people.

Boss Zhou did not dare to use his fingernails to pull off the big iron door directly and walked in. Instead, he learned Spiderman and climbed the wall.

The nails were easily embedded in the wall, and then slowly climbed up. The barbed wire and the barb above smoothed together. After passing the two walls in a row, boss Zhou was already a little tired and gasped.

Late night prison is like a boarding school, very quiet.

Zhou Ze inserted his nails into the ground,

Black fog began to point in one direction.

really,

There is something.

However, there are two directions that Black Mist points in, which makes Zhou Ze hesitating. At the moment, he can only choose one of the directions and walks past.

There should be a prison cell. Zhou Ze climbed up the wall and went to the second floor.

On the second floor, facing the iron bed, there was a man on the bed. A man on the bed seemed to feel something. He looked out of the window with horror, and he and Zhou Ze came to look.

Ok?

Is it a prisoner?

Still wearing prison uniforms?

The prisoner's stunned expression,

God,

This ghost is too dedicated, right?

He went into the prison and climbed the wall at night to grab himself.

The prisoner's hands and feet were cold. He knew from Attorney An that Tongcheng's ghosts were not easy to provoke. At the moment, he was left full of despair.

But the next moment,

The style of painting suddenly changed!

The ghost manager actually smiled at him,

Then motioned him to sleep well.

"…………"prisoner.

If you want to kill or kill you, it’s okay to send him to hell,

The evil spirits are also dignified!

What does it mean that your damsel came running in the middle of the night to pretend to be a prison guard and climb up the wall to check the room?

Still told me to sleep well,

You are so sick!

But next,

The ghost was really gone,

he,

gone? ? ?

Oh shit,

Really,

That's it,

gone?

He climbed the wall into the prison most of the night and then came here,

Just to see if you are sleeping well?

Yes, Zhou Ze left because he guessed who this is.

It should be the client that Lawyer An said he "watched" in prison,

Now he is also a customer of Zhou Ze,

So boss Zhou chose to turn a blind eye, went downstairs and walked in the second direction.

After passing through the prisoner's activity area, Zhou Zedao said in front of the small prison library.

There is no lock, the light is still on.

Push open the door and walk in,

All around,

There was a burning smell,

Someone just grilled something here,

Then I deliberately disinfected with 84 disinfectant,

In short,

This taste made Zhou Ze very uncomfortable, and even produced the urge to vomit.

Inexplicably,

An idiom appeared in Zhou Ze’s mind,

That is...the world evaporates ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to force himself to stabilize his emotions,

Zhou Ze walked slowly to the position where the light was turned on, and the black fog began to fade slowly here, and even began to lose direction.

This means that before, there was something that smelled of ghosts here, but now, it disappears, and even its own black fog has no ability to track.

This is the first time Zhou Ze has faced this situation.

But soon,

Zhou Ze saw something on the table,

An old-fashioned fountain pen with a broken surface and a stale look,

Lying quietly on the table,

Under the light,

A strange luster is reflected.