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Chapter 018: No windfall, neither rich nor fat

Deng Chao, the warden of Cell No. 3 of the Xianyang City Detention Center, was sitting in the prison guard's office at the front of Cell No. 3. He took a sip of a cup of tea he had just brewed on the table. Then he lit up a Longtou brand cigarette and took a puff.

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Deng Chao is 30 years old this year. He graduated from the police academy with honors five years ago. However, because he had no connections, he was assigned to the Xianyang City Detention Center as a prison guard. This lasted five years, although it was compared to an ordinary police station.

, not as rich as a film police officer, but still happy and relaxed. He just rolls his name all day long and doesn’t do anything else.

In fact, prison guards have a lot of money, and usually some elder brothers on the road or some family members and friends of economic prisoners with better conditions also have a lot of contributions. Speaking of which, they even have more money than some police officers. Otherwise, how could he get it?

Starting from more than fifty yuan a pack

Longtou brand cigarettes? Drinking the best Biluochun? Spending time doing nothing every day, but this is not the life Deng Chao wants. Although he is the master of hundreds of people in Cell No. 3, so what?

What? He really doesn't like this kind of life.

Unexpectedly, today I saw an interesting guy in cell 308. He had the courage not to say anything, but he was actually a genius with a photographic memory. It was really interesting. Deng Chao couldn't help but think of last night's dinner, the famous official from Xianyang

In that era, Ye Feiyang was the son of Ye Shaoting, the local emperor of Xianyang.

Speaking of which, how could these normally aloof guys look directly at a small prison guard? Who would have thought that after spending so much money on a small young locksmith, he would even treat a small prison guard to dinner? At the dinner party, although everyone

They were all smiling and changing glasses. But the arrogance and arrogance revealed from time to time in the eyes of the second-generation official still made Deng Chao feel faintly uncomfortable.

"Hmph! In the No. 3 cell of the detention center, I am the emperor, and I, Deng Chao, have the final say. You are the local emperor outside, and that is your business. In this No. 3 cell, let me see who can still peel off my tiger skin.

No matter how demoted he is, he can't be demoted any further. Prison guards are already at the bottom of the police force."

There was a coldness in Deng Chao's eyes.

Thinking of this, Deng Chao remembered the bet he had just made, and became vaguely interested in the young man who looked ordinary but was actually extraordinary, and finally murmured:

"Oh no, how dare a prisoner blackmail me? What a bad luck."

After muttering a few words, he took out his cell phone from his pocket, flipped through it for a long time, found a number and dialed it.

"Hey, old classmate, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you are now the deputy director of Yaodian Town. By the way, I have something to do with you today. There must be a person named Yang Erwa in Yaodian Town.

Please inform him that he has a brother named Bai Chi who is currently being held in our detention center. Please ask him to come..."

After making the call, Deng Chao depressedly opened the cabinet door on the left side of his desk. He took out two Pegasus cigarettes and two lighters. After thinking about it, he took out another one, for a total of three cigarettes and two lighters. He thought to himself: It's cheap for you.

Boy.

Hearing the thump of leather shoes coming from outside the prison cell, Bai Chi, who was sitting on the floor, turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of the iron door, with a slight smile on his face.

"Bai Chi, this is your cigarette, take it! If something happens, don't say I gave it to you. In addition, I have already informed the man named Yang Erwa to come and see you."

Deng Chao stood by the iron gate and threw three cartons of cigarettes and two lighters onto the floor.

Bai Chi quickly stood up, walked to the iron door and looked at the cigarettes on the floor strangely.

"Thank you Deng for your discipline, but why is there an extra cigarette?"

Deng Chao rolled his eyes and said

"I'm not thinking well, I remembered it wrong!"

After saying that, Shi Shiran walked away with his hands behind his back, leaving a tall figure behind to the dumbfounded Bai Chi and everyone in Cell 308.

Shan Dao and Wu Zi stared at Bai Chi up and down. Wu Zi laughed innocently, patted Bai Chi on the shoulder, and said with a smile

"Okay, kid, I can't tell that Inspector Deng showed some kindness today. You have solved our 308 famine, and we won't have to worry about it for at least half a month.

Bai Chi looked at Bai Chi with a grin on his face, rolled his eyes, then turned to look at the mountain knife who was also smiling, thought for a while and said

"Uncle, you can handle these cigarettes as my contribution to the prison cell."

Hearing this, Wu Zi couldn't help laughing and howled:

"Not bad, not bad. Although I am a new prisoner, I am very good at it. He knows the rules of the cell to keep both rain and dew wet. He is a talent. He will be a good candidate for big things in the future."

The mountain knife stared at Baichi, and after a long time he casually picked up three cigarettes and two lighters. He played with the lighters with some admiration and said

"I haven't seen a lighter in half a year since I came in. Today is really unexpected. Let's do this. You can keep one of the three cartons of cigarettes for yourself, and you can also take a lighter. You can put your carton of cigarettes in the storage box next to me. What?

When the time comes, come and get it yourself. The other two are considered your contribution to the club, what do you think?"

Bai Chi nodded slightly and replied

"Everything depends on the uncle. I don't know anything. From now on, I will still need the care of the uncle, the second master, and the third master, all the good guys."

After saying that, Baichi took out two packs of cigarettes from his carton of cigarettes under the envious and jealous eyes of more than a dozen people in the cell. Then he gave the rest to Wu Zi to put them away for him.

After thinking for a while, Bai Chi tore open a pack of cigarettes, took out one, handed it to the machete with both hands, and said

"Uncle, have a cigarette."

Seeing this, Shan Dao and Wu Zi nodded with satisfaction, including the old man who was sitting on the bunk reading the newspaper. They all raised their heads and looked at Bai Chi thoughtfully, with a strange light flashing in their eyes.

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Watching the roller take the cigarette, Bai Chi respectfully lit the lighter and lit the roller, then walked to the old man in the second gear, took out a cigarette and handed it to the old man, saying

"Second Master smokes."

The old man who usually never talked to anyone unexpectedly stretched out his hand to take the cigarette, let Bai Chi light it for him, and suddenly asked

"Your surname is Bai? Are you from Baijia Village, Yaodian Town?"

Bai Chi was startled when he heard this, looked at the wrinkles on the old man's face, and replied happily

"Yes, Second Master, I am from Baijia Village. I don't know..."

The old man waved his hand and said casually

"It's okay, it's okay. I just asked casually!"

Bai Chi gave the old man a confused look and handed a cigarette to Wu Zi. Just as he was about to speak, Wu Zi interrupted him.

Wu Zi took the cigarette and said

"Okay, okay, don't call me third master, just call me eldest brother. Hey! I have a younger brother who is as old as you. Unfortunately, he died of illness early a few years ago because he had no money for medical treatment. When I see you, I

It's like seeing my miserable brother."

Bai Chi nodded and called "big brother". Then he turned around and distributed a cigarette to everyone in the cell. When Bai Chi turned around, the old man mumbled a few words unintentionally:

"Baijia Village, a strange place with a thousand-year unsolved case. I think I, Old Yin, was also a dentist back then... It's pity that my senior brother died inexplicably..."
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