The illegal firearms that were overturned from the car were proof of iron. Even if Brother Fei didn't want to sign the criminal detention letter, it would be of no use.

At around 1 a.m., Brother Fei and the other two were sent to the municipal bureau detention center.

After passing three doors, Brother Fei changed into a suit and was thrown into the strict supervision room. Then he lived next to the toilet and turned over and sat up on the first bunk, yawned and asked, "What's the matter coming in?"

"Squat down, fuck you." Two suspects on night shift stood by the pavement, pointed at Brother Fei and cursed.

"Brother, don't do this, I understand the rules." Brother Fei smiled, waved his hand and said to the two of them, then stepped onto the pavement, squatted in front of the man and said, "Brother, come in and stay for two days, and you can go out soon. You can take care of it."

The man on duty looked at Brother Fei up and down. Seeing that he was quite old, he spoke up and asked again: "Is it a waste of care?"

"It's too late today, and the relationship will definitely come tomorrow." Brother Fei replied with a smile.

"What's your business?" the man asked again.

"Hold guns privately." Fei Ge replied softly.

The man was stunned: "How did you hide a gun in private and put it in the detention center under the case team? Don't you have anything to do with it? Do you still need to enter here?"

Brother Fei was confused when he heard this: "Is this the case team detention center?"

"This is the place where the three major punishments are tried," the man asked with a sneer, "Don't you know?"

"I'm from another place." Fei Ge thought for a while and replied: "Maybe the case handler wants to find some big cases on me, he doesn't know I have anything to do with me."

"Ah!" the man waved his hand and said, "Come on, show me the criminal detention book."

Brother Fei nodded and took out the detention book from his pocket on the phone, reached out and handed it to the man.

The man on duty lowered his head and glanced at the contents on it. After seeing that he had come in with a private gun, he said to the two people on duty in a simple manner: "Stop poking him, find him a shop, wash his feet and go to bed."

"Haole, Brother Six." The young man on the left pointed at Brother Fei and said, "Come on, go into the toilet and wash your feet."

"Okay." Brother Fei skillfully rolled up his trousers and stepped into a toilet surrounded by a half-person-high cement wall.

The strong man in the shift yawned and lay on the pavement.

After entering the toilet, Brother Fei turned his head and shouted: "Brother, give me a cannon."

The man on duty turned his head when he heard the sound: "Are you fucking a little shameless?"

Brother Fei smiled and replied, "The relationship will come tomorrow, I will get one for you."

I took a while to take a look, reached out to take out a cigarette box from under the pillow, and threw it to the other party: "Smoke halfway, and the rest will be given to those on night shift."

"Thank you." Fei Ge nodded, squatted in the toilet and lit a cigarette.

The lights in the cell have been gone all year round. After smoking half of the cigarette, Fei Ge sat on the pavement and washed his feet. The two young men on night shift squatted in the toilet, lowered their heads and sucked half of the cigarette. Finally, the filter cotton burned, and then he reluctantly threw the cigarette butts into the sewer.

After Brother Fei washed his feet, he slept on the big shop.

After two o'clock in the morning, the man who had fallen asleep suddenly heard someone shouting outside the prison: "Lao Liu."

The man on duty rushed up and asked in a daze: "What's wrong, Liu Jian?"

"Come on, put on your shoes." The discipline officer opened the iron door and waved his hand at the man in the shift.

"Haha, playing chess?" He smiled at the shift and immediately got up and put on his shoes. He ran to the prison gate happily, followed the discipline and left.

On the shop, Brother Fei, who was extremely frustrated, was not asleep yet, so he heard the disciplinary call for a seat, but he didn't think much about it.

It took more than two hours to go back to the cell office on duty. At this time, Brother Fei, who was already sleepy, was snoring.

The man on duty squatted in the toilet and looked at Brother Fei, smoked two cigarettes and shouted: "Xiao Wang, call me the two Lao Wai."

"Okay." The young man on night shift replied, walked to the second bunk, and reached out to push up the second person in the prison tube shop.

A few minutes later, the four of them gathered in the toilet and started talking in a low voice.

...

It was around five o'clock in the morning, and it was getting dark. Brother Fei, who was sleeping, suddenly felt someone stepping on his head with his feet, so he sat up.

"What are you doing?" Brother Fei asked.

"I've been fucking your mother, I don't know who you have offended?!" The two elders from the shopkeeper kicked Fei Ge in the head with a slight kick.

"Fuck your mother!" Brother Fei was not a good person, so he got up and broke into each other.

"Hulala!"

More than a dozen people on the paving board stood up and rushed towards Brother Fei. This old saying goes, it’s hard to fight a pack of wolves, not to mention that he is a sleeping tiger. So Brother Fei, who was in a daze, was stunned before he could understand what was going on, and his legs were pulled off and the paving board was pulled off.

The space under the paving board is basically the size of a horizontal rectangle of 2 meters x 5 meters. More than a dozen people gather together will definitely be crowded, so the surveillance probe cannot capture the details of the fight at all.

Just as everyone was kicking Fei Ge around Fei Ge, Er Lao Wai suddenly bent down, grabbed Fei Ge's head with both hands, and rushed towards the corner of the cement steps of the toilet door.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, a blood hole was knocked out of the side face under Fei Ge's temple.

Yes, a walnut-sized blood hole.

"Brother, stop beating..." At this moment, Brother Fei completely felt that the other party was not trying to give him a warning, and this incident did not seem to be a conflict between ordinary prisoners.

"Silly." The two old men cursed, grabbed Fei Ge's head and shouted at the cement steps: "I definitely can't get out. Please treat you with filial piety to your parents."

"Bang!"

After another collision, Fei Ge's temple broke, and he rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

“…!”

The third and fourth strokes followed. After Fei Ge's brain was hit continuously, his nostrils were bleeding and his whole body began to twitch.

"Di Lingling!"

The alarm ring in the cell suddenly rang. The discipline officer carried a rubber stick and led four armed policemen with guns to strode over and shouted: "Is he fucking crazy, right? I don't want to live anymore, I want to be sentenced to an extra sentence?"

"Hulala!"

Everyone dispersed when they heard the sound, and they clasped on the paving board with their heads skillfully.

Next to the toilet, Brother Fei fell in a pool of blood, and was no longer unconscious.

...

It was past eight o'clock in the morning, inside the municipal bureau.

Brother You, who was attending a banquet with Cao Meng two days ago, sat in the office wearing a police uniform and asked, "What's wrong with the detention center?"

"Captain, it's a prisoner fighting. If one is seriously injured, it may be in trouble." A young detective replied.

Brother You picked up the teacup and Yun Danfeng responded: "The person who beats someone will be transferred to the detention center and deal with it seriously. By the way, please notify the relatives of the person who was beaten."

"Okay." The detective turned around and left.

Brother You picked up his cell phone and lowered his hair and sent a text message.

...

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Cao Meng, who had just gone to the company, suddenly received a call from Zhejiang J. He glanced at the number and walked to the balcony.

The phone was connected, but the person opposite was silent.

"Why don't you speak?" Cao Meng asked.

"You did it?" Luo Jiajun's voice sounded.

"Ah, I did it." Cao Meng responded expressionlessly.

"Cao Meng, are you going to die with him, right?" Luo Jiajun's voice was deep.

"Luo Jiajun, I have a wife and a child, so you have to come to me endlessly again, which makes me anxious. I must be more terrible than Luo Jiahong in your place. Do you believe it?" Cao Meng asked coldly.

Luo Jiajun was silent.

"Stay away from me, do you understand?" Cao Meng threw down and hung up the phone directly.

During the entire incident, Cao Meng did not ask anyone from society to help, and he made two or three calls in total. Even the prisoners who took action in the phone did not know who was paying the money behind him.

After talking to Luo Jiajun, Cao Meng said to the manager in the room with a blank expression: "...Arranging the matter and taking good care of it."

"Yes." The manager nodded.
Chapter completed!