his tongue-in-cheek guide

The next day was Christmas. When we got up in the morning, the artificial island in the sea began to snow, and the snowflakes that fell profusely added some tranquility to this island far away from the hustle and bustle.

Because today is the prison visit day once a year, there will be a short meeting about the prison visit day in the morning, so Fred got up earlier than usual today.

According to the practice of Los Angeles Prison, the chief director has always held a meeting with the three wardens and their respective deputy chiefs, and then the warden held a second meeting with the guards below. to convey the spirit of the meeting.

As a little caretaker, Fred basically only needs to keep smiling, nodding, and not dozing off during the meeting to perfectly get rid of the boring meeting.

He looked drowsily at Miranda, the first-floor warden who was talking in front of him with an upbeat face and spit flying around, feeling infinitely depressed.

She was an obese woman in her early thirties. She liked good-looking young men on weekdays. Because of this, Andrew's eccentric sentry was promoted to deputy. It's a pity that this man had a rather death-rathering temper, but he was very happy. To Miranda's appetite, he tried to find ways to make him happy every day.

It's just that Miranda didn't know what medicine she took wrongly today. Not only did she publicly criticize Andrew, but she also praised her brother Lausanne in an exceptional way.

Originally, he was happy to congratulate the other party, but he saw that the other party had a dark face and no smile at all.It seems that this is not a compliment but a deduction of his salary.

Fred had no choice but to lower his head and continue to listen to the woman talking.

It's just that Miranda's voice seems a little rough today.Could it be that the temperature drop during the snowfall season also gave this woman a cold?

When the meeting was over, Fred went through the crowd and walked to Lausanne. Seeing that Miranda seemed to have stayed with Lausanne for a while, he wondered if the old woman had changed her taste now, and she didn't like young men, but began to like men with unshaven beards. ?

He glanced at Andrew, a man who had fallen out of favor not far away, and saw the other party showing a malicious smile, and walked in front of the two.Fred thought of the whip last night, touched the scars on his face that hadn't faded away, felt a little scared, grabbed Lausanne's arm, and waited until Andrew was far away before quietly whispering in Lausanne's ear:

"Brother, you're too dishonest. When did you hook up with Miranda? You didn't tell him anything. You kept it a secret." Lausanne was so tall that he almost had to stand on tiptoe to get close. the other side's ear.

The stubble-faced burly man looked back at him, but didn't speak.

Although the other party did not speak, there was a strange alienation in his eyes, as if he was a stranger.

Fred was frightened by the strange eyes, and was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't help letting go of the opponent's arm.

Seeing that he didn't speak any more, the other party turned around and walked away.

Fred looked at his friend walking away, and looked at his hand with some doubts. Because Lausanne was missing a finger, he would usually put a glove on himself in such a formal occasion, and today was no exception.

It's just that I don't know why, when I grabbed his arm just now, I seemed to feel that the other's fingers seemed to be aligned...

He shook his head, thinking that he must have been stunned by Andrew yesterday, and that he had hallucinations today. How could Lausanne's hand grow back?

After the meeting, these guards will lead the gang of prisoners to go out to work. Because most of them are serious criminals in Los Angeles Prison, in order to prevent the prisoners from colluding with each other and rebelling, only the prisoners on the first and second floors can come out to work.

As the most ferocious and dangerous third-tier felons, they will never have the opportunity to come out to see the sun.

Fred happened to be on duty today. He, Lausanne, and another guard named Kenny were in charge of the outing work of the first-floor personnel.

Gray Gull Island is an artificial island, and the island lacks enough green plants. One of the jobs of these prisoners is to plant trees.

"That little boy looks unfamiliar." Fred was sitting on the sidelines supervising the work. Kenny seemed to find the work rather boring, so he leaned over to him and smoked a cigarette while chatting.

Fred casually glanced at the direction Kenny was pointing at. There stood a tall and thin Asian man, who looked a little thin from the back, but when he turned around, he was attracted by an oriental face that was too delicate and delicate in the eyes of white people. Fred was also taken aback.

He thought for a while and said, "Oh, what is his name, Lu? The newcomer who was sent here by the tower yesterday is said to be involved in a transnational fraud case. What? Interested?"

Kenny smiled, and saw that the Asian man was bending over and digging a hole with a shovel. The thin and flexible waistline made his heart itch. He touched his chin and smiled: "It's interesting."

But he saw the thin and tall figure flashing, and was blocked by another shadow.

Kenny frowned, and was about to stretch his head to look again, but the owner of the last figure suddenly turned his head to look at them.

A pair of sharp and fierce eyes, like a beast in the jungle, with restrained but dangerous killing intent.

Kenny's heart shrank suddenly, and before he could speak, he only felt a pain in his hand.

He looked down, and a cigarette had burned to his fingertips before he knew it.

He quickly extinguished the cigarette butt, and when he looked again, the two figures had disappeared.

Kenny felt a little depressed, and patted Fred on the shoulder: "Didn't you send two of them yesterday? Is there another one?"

Fred thought for a while: "What kind of method is it like? It is said that he was caught for a serial murder case, and he was a sentry. You are a small person, so don't mess with this kind of person."

Fred looked at the other person's expression, thinking that he had taken a fancy to the murderer, so he patted his shoulder sympathetically, turned and walked away.

Kenny thought about that slender waist, and then thought about the fierce look in his eyes, but he was still a little unwilling: "Damn it, I'm going to be /hard/ hard."

But for some reason, when the work was over, Kenny seemed to have forgotten about it, and went back to the room peacefully. It was not until a day later that he finally remembered that he seemed to have overlooked something.

Naturally, he would not know that what he ignored was something that could change the fate of the entire island.

"That guard is watching you." Fang Qi warned the guard who was not afraid of death with his eyes, then turned around and whispered in Lu Lanqiu's ear.

Lu Lanqiu calmly supported a sapling: "I know."

"That look is not very friendly." Fang Qi began to fill the pit with soil.

Lu Lanqiu shrugged: "What kind of friendly eyes can you have in prison?"

Fang Qi was very dissatisfied: "Don't play dumb for me, the guard's eyes really want to strip you alive and send you to bed."

Lu Lanqiu looked up at him with a cold look in his eyes: "So you threatened him?"

Fang Qi was taken aback.

"You are so high-profile, be careful not to be watched." Lu Lanqiu shook her head.

Fang Qi said: "I am not the one being targeted now."

Lu Lanqiu stood up and sprinkled water on the planted saplings: "You don't have to worry about my business. I have my own way for that kind of scum."

After that, he turned and went to the next tunnel.

Fang Qi was stunned by this attitude of rejecting others thousands of miles away, as if a mouthful of old blood was stuck in his chest, unable to swallow or spit it out, he almost lost his breath.

At this moment, a figure approached him unknowingly.

Fang Qi lowered his head to dig the soil, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the guard named Luosang.

The guard swayed beside Fang Qi, as if he was very dissatisfied with his work efficiency, and tapped Fang Qi's shoulder with the electric shock baton in his hand.

"Concentrate, you still have the task of ten trees." The bearded man's voice was a little low.

Fang Qi quickly bowed his head and worked hard.

Seeing his seriousness, Luosang kicked a handful of dirt into Fang Qi's pit with his foot, then turned and left to supervise the others.

Fang Qi still lowered his head and did not make a sound.

When the seedling had nowhere to mature, he began to dig out the buried soil with his feet.After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, he squatted down calmly, and took out a piece of paper from the soil.

He glanced at Lu Lanqiu who had already walked a long way, shook his head, and quickly chased after him, stuffing the note into his body.

During the whole process, no one noticed.

At lunchtime, because of Christmas, a Christmas tree was brought to the cafeteria. I don't know where the mistletoe came from on this remote and remote artificial island in the sea.

It's just that Lu Lanqiu didn't know why, he never saw Fang Qi's shadow while eating, and he thought in his heart that this person might have committed some kind of donkey temper again to deal with him.

And Christmas afternoon is the time for prison visits. As newcomers, Lu Lanqiu and Fang Qi are not eligible for prison visits, so they can only stay in the room.

It wasn't until we returned to the room that Fang Qi was lying on the bed safely.

"Hi." He called out.

The other party did not answer, and continued to pretend to be a dead body.

Lu Lanqiu sighed, and threw the steamed buns that had been quietly hidden to the other party: "Tell me, what message did Xiaohu send you?"

Fang Qi was going to pretend to be a corpse for a while, but Lu Lanqiu had already shown his cards first. He couldn't continue to take Joe, so he turned over from the bed after taking the steamed bun.

A pair of bright eyes looked at Lu Lanqiu: "How do you know that I went to see Xiaohu?"

Lu Lanqiu sat at the table calmly, and smiled very subtly: "How many catties and taels do you have in your mind, how can I not know?"

Fang Qi showed a smug smile: "The one who knows me is none other than Teacher Lu."

Lu Lanqiu glared at him: "Don't flatter me, what's the news?"

Only then did Fang Qi take out a note from his body. It was clean and contained nothing. It was the note left by Luosang.

——That Luosang was exactly Lei Xiaohu's disguise.

Lu Lanqiu frowned, took the note from Fang Qi's hand, frowned and touched it.There is nothing wrong with that.

Fang Qi proudly said: "The Sentinel's sense of touch is stronger than that of ordinary people. There is a piece of Morse code poked on it with a very thin needle eye, which ordinary people can't see or touch."

Lu Lanqiu glanced sideways at the other party: "Oh?"

Fang Qi quickly waved his hands: "However, it is a hidden danger to keep this thing, and it is better to burn it conveniently."

Lu Lanqiu said: "Then what did Xiaohu tell you?"

Fang Qi took a bite of the steamed buns that Lu Lanqiu had left for him. Once the steamed buns were cold this winter, they were as difficult to chew as rocks. Fortunately, Fang Qi was used to eating these things, so it was very natural.

"This afternoon, someone is going to visit Yang Chenguang's prison."

Lu Lanqiu frowned: "What else?"

Fang Qi swallowed the steamed buns in two or three mouthfuls, showing a mysterious smile: "Operation time, eight o'clock in the evening."

The author has something to say: Prepare to make trouble.