Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

The roar fell to the ground, and the laughter quickly dissipated, as if it had never existed.

When Tan Jing heard that someone was finally coming, she felt excited for a while and kicked the door harder.

The C.O. came angrily, carrying a baton that was not on his waist, and hit the door from the outside. Then there was a roar, "hit what hit! I've come this far, and I still don't know my fate! "

Tan Jing didn't dare to slack off, and she didn't care whether she would make the man outside angry. She just kicked the door and shook her head. Her panic and almost collapse forced all the tears out of her eyes, which made her eyes red.

This prison guard has been working for so many years, and he has never seen such arrogant prisoners! He frowned, opened the tiny window on the door with a baton, and yelled at it! There's nothing to do with it, is there? "

Tan Jing rushed to the small window, opened her mouth and tried to signal that she couldn't speak, but she couldn't lift her hand. The C.O. could only see her red eyes and messy hair from the outside, and didn't understand what she was trying to express.

The prison guard turned his head and looked at the label card hanging on the door panel. When he saw the three words "Qu Qingchen", his heart sank. How could it be this troublesome young lady?

He disdains this kind of star with bright appearance and a bunch of grass bags inside. He thinks that the young lady can't stand the prison life and is in a bad temper, so the feeling of disgust in his heart grows up again, and impatiently wants to pass away quickly, "ah, what? If you have something to say, I'll leave if it's OK. "

Go?

Tan Jing was so surprised that she was afraid that he would just leave. In that case, how could she reveal the truth? What to do, what to do!

In a hurry, Tan Jing quickly kicked a few feet on the door panel and twisted her shoulders. Her mouth was wide open to the extreme. She desperately wanted to express her inability to speak and her broken hands to the prison guard in front of her - her last straw.

But the C.O. still didn't understand what she was doing, but he became more and more impatient and muttered, "the life sentence has come down. What's the matter with you losing your temper here? Have the ability to make trouble in court! neuropathy! Be honest with me

With that, he didn't look at her any more, "bang" closed the small window firmly again.

Listening to the farther and farther footsteps in the corridor, Tan Jing was so anxious but helpless that she had to kick the door. But this time, the guards didn't come back. The footsteps became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.

As soon as the footsteps disappeared, Tan Jing's legs and feet softened and slid down the door like a puddle of mud.

Inside the prison guard duty room, a female prison guard is sitting in front of many large and small monitor screens, sipping a cup of hot water in her hand, while staring at all kinds of pictures on the monitor.

Just now, the male C.O. pushed the door in, took off his baton, threw it aside, rubbed his forehead and sat down.

The C.O. gave him a goodbye and asked, "what's the matter?"

"The actor, who was kidnapped by murder," the male C.O. scratched his hair impatiently. "I don't know what the disease is. I keep kicking the door. I still kick at her door!"

The female prison guard pursed a smile and said, "Qu Qingchen? He's the queen of the movie. Maybe he's taken a fancy to you. You're still in bliss

The male prison guard covered his chest and made a very exaggerated expression of disgust. He turned his eyes in disgust and vomit. "Don't worry, this kind of woman is a disaster. I can't hide it yet!"