Iron windows, glass, telephones;
No matter what boss Zhou was busy with, lawyer an had to take time to do what he had to do. Even if his business now had to be split 80% with Zhou Ze, this did not dampen his passion for work.
To be honest..,
This job earned favors, underground favors, and aboveground favors. He gave Zhou Ze 80% of the profits, which was also an investment feeling. As for the ghost notes that fell into his hands midway and the improved quality of life, in lawyer an's opinion, it was just an accessory.
Actually..,
He still didn't understand,
Why did boss Zhou, who opened a bookstore..,
Like money so much?
Money, what's there to like,
It stinks,
How dirty.
The prisoner sat down and picked up the phone. His expression was a little gloomy.
It could be seen..,
During this period of time in prison, he might have been a little too comfortable. Yes, he belonged to the side of being comfortable. He was like the dew on the stamen of a flower in the early morning, delicate and alluring.
"Help me get out!"
The first thing he said when he opened the door was to ask to be released from prison.
"Wait a little longer." Lawyer an straightforwardly refused.
"Do you want to come in and live? What do you think it would feel like?"
The prisoner was a little emotional. "Let me tell you, I can't hold it in any longer. These guys bully me every day!"
"Since you can't hold it in any longer, you can go on a killing spree in prison."
Lawyer an took out the nail clippers and trimmed his nails.
"If you can't even hold it in any longer, I'm sorry. I can't let you go out and get freedom, because this means that you will still cause trouble for me after you go out."
The conversation..,
Fell into silence.
There were few good people who could come out of Hell. How could those kind of people who were good to themselves and aloof from the world think of escaping from a riot?
Therefore, a large part of lawyer an's work was spent on "Torturing the Eagle".
To sharpen these people's edges and corners and let them understand the rules of the world of the living.
"How long do I have to stay?"
"Two months."
"Why did it extend?"
"Because today's conversation disappointed me." Lawyer an shrugged.
"You, shameless!"
"Please, I only earn ghost notes, but if something goes wrong and some patrol officer suddenly comes up to check on the situation, I might lose my life.
So..,
Please..,
Shut up,
Enjoy prison life obediently. "
"That person contacted me," the other party said.
"Which person?
Below?
You still have the ability to communicate with the people down here? "
Lawyer an frowned. He was very unhappy with this situation. If the underground customer interfered with his arrangements, it would cause his "Eagle Training" plan to deviate.
"No, the one I told you about last time. The one who wrote a book in prison and got his sentence reduced."
Bang!
Lawyer an slammed his hands on the glass and stared at the prisoner in front of him.
"Hey, be careful!"
In the distance, the prison guard pointed at them and warned.
Lawyer an made an apologetic gesture to the other side and sat down again. However, his expression was gloomy as he said, "I remember warning you not to get close to that person."
"I didn't approach him. If he took the initiative to approach me."
"What?
Did he take the initiative to look for you? "
"Yes, he took the initiative and said that he needed a lawyer. He knows that I have a very good lawyer, so he hopes that I can introduce you to him."
Lawyer An's expression was uncertain. That person was looking for him?
"He really said that?"
"Why would I lie to you? Also, you can go to the prison now and say that you want to be his lawyer. You should be able to arrange a meeting soon.
"Because he is the model soldier of reform in the prison and the signboard of publicity, the prison will definitely give him this little bit of accommodation. Besides, he can get out in another year."
"I got it."
Lawyer an nodded.
He hung up the phone,
The prisoner was brought back to the prison by the prison guards,
Lawyer an slowly packed the briefcase in front of him.
After walking out and smoking a few cigarettes in the smoking area, Lawyer an took the initiative to contact the prison. After explaining his purpose of coming, the prison did make things convenient for him.
Of course..,
Lawyer an also received feedback that the other party's application for a lawyer had been submitted yesterday.
About an hour later..,
It was still in the visiting room..,
Lawyer an sat back down.
His fingers tapped lightly on the briefcase. To be honest, he was a little nervous.
This customer was completely different from the customers he had seen before. In the past, he had been the one to look for them, but this time, it was the customer's turn to look for him.
He really wanted to refuse. He really wanted to refuse, but curiosity killed the cat. Lawyer an really wanted to know why the other party was looking for him!
The door was opened,
He walked in without even wearing handcuffs. Even the prison guard who escorted him here smiled at him.
Yes..,
Such a prisoner..,
In the eyes of the prison..,
Just like a good student in the eyes of a teacher..,
In addition, he would be able to go out in less than a year, so it was indeed very reassuring.
The other party sat down across the glass.
He did not speak,
Lawyer an maintained his sitting posture and crossed his legs. He did not speak, but the muscles in his legs were already a little stiff.
After a short while..,
Lawyer an grabbed his thigh with one hand and put it down. Then, he took a deep breath and picked up the microphone.
Seeing Lawyer an's action, the other party also picked up his microphone and placed it by his ear.
"Gulp..."
Lawyer an swallowed his saliva.
"Hello."
"Hello."
After a simple greeting, Lawyer an finally asked again,
"You... looking for me?"
The other party nodded.
"What do you need me to help you... do?"
The other party shook his head.
"This..."
Why the f * ck are you looking for me?
"If I want you, don't do anything," the other party said.
"Don't do anything?
Wait, or us? "
Lawyer an emphasized the word "us".
"Yes, you."
"May I ask, who else does this' us' represent?
My client?
Or the one underground? "
The other party shook his head.
"What does that refer to?"
"Where do you live now?"
"I live in..."
Lawyer an understood.
"Don't do anything. In the near future, it's like this."
"We don't seem to have done anything recently. You don't know how decadent the bookstore I live in now is. The whole family is lazy and salted fish. What they have to do every day is to do nothing."
"I'm so tired."
"What?"
"Talking to you."
"Talking to me, you're so tired?"
The other party nodded.
"..." Lawyer an.
"I don't like to talk very much. I prefer to write with a pen and write stories."
"Yes, I know that."
"I've just written an article recently, but due to the restrictions of the subject matter, it's very difficult to publish it.
In the domestic environment, literary and artistic creation involving the supernatural is very strict. It's very easy to get close to the side of promoting feudal superstition. The few magazines and newspapers that used to accept my manuscripts have all chosen to reject them this time. "
"And then?"
"Although it can't be published outside, the prison still published it in its own periodical. When you leave, you can ask the reception room for a copy.
It's quite an interesting short story. "
"Okay."
Then..,
There was silence again.
"Is there anything else?" Lawyer an asked.
The other party shook his head.
"Then can I leave now?"
The other party nodded.
Lawyer an was speechless, but he was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he smiled and said as if he was joking,
"It's said that you were the one who took your wife and children..."
The other party suddenly raised his head,
He was a little confused,
It was a little empty,
Lawyer an's words instantly stopped.
Silence,
There was silence again.
The other party opened his mouth, then sighed and said, "That was my fault."
"Uh... I shouldn't have asked either."
"That's why curiosity kills the cat." The other party smiled and continued, "If you get hit by a car one day and die, don't cry injustice."
"I'll be careful."
After saying that, Lawyer an stood up.
"Don't you want the reward?" The other party asked.
Lawyer an sat back down.
"Unfortunately, if you want it, I don't have anything to give you."
The other party looked a little regretful.
Lawyer an immediately stood up and walked out with his briefcase,
The baby was angry,
He couldn't play with people like this!
As he walked out, Lawyer an planned to drive back early. Before returning to the bookstore, he could have a meal by himself and order the famous dish of "Two Phoenixes Holding Pearls" to satisfy his craving.
When he passed by the sentry box in front of him,
Lawyer an seemed to have thought of something. He walked over and knocked on the window.
"What's the matter?" The prison guard inside opened the window and asked.
"Comrade, do you have a periodical here? The one in the prison."
"What do you want this for?" The other party was a little curious.
Most of the periodical magazines in their own unit were too lazy to read by their own family members. If it wasn't for the fact that they felt uncomfortable wiping their butts, they would have probably gathered them in the toilet and destroyed them.
"Oh, I have an article by a client published in this. He asked me to bring a copy back to his old mother to see. He has finally won an award for his composition in his life."
The prison guard searched the table, took out a very thin magazine, and handed it over.
The magazine was very thin. Of course, most magazines nowadays wouldn't be much thicker if they removed the advertising pages.
There wouldn't be any businessman who would be crazy enough to sponsor a prison internal periodical.
"Thank you."
Lawyer an thanked him and walked to the parking lot with the magazine.
He started the car and turned on the air conditioner, but the car was very hot and stuffy from the sun. Lawyer an could only stand by the side and wait for the air conditioner to continue to turn on to cool down the temperature inside.
He lit a cigarette and smoked.
He picked up the magazine,
The cover page was printed very crudely,
But the magazine's name was very domineering:
"Prison Storm."
"Tsk tsk." Lawyer an smacked his lips and casually flipped through it. That guy's article was at the back.
The title was "Untitled".
Lawyer an remembered that he had read many good novels in his previous life. The author's name was "Anonymous".
The story wasn't very long. It seemed that only the first part of it had been written. It seemed like it was intended to be serialized.
It was about a good policeman who sacrificed himself to save a hostage,
After his death, his soul returned for a special reason,
He was resurrected,
He continued to fight against criminals..
"It's so f * cking old-fashioned. I've seen many similar European and American movies."
Lawyer an finished reading the story and felt a little bored,
But slowly..,
He seemed to have thought of something,