Chapter 1392: Come home without waiting, supper without waiting

At 9:30 in the evening, in the No. 57 compound in Yicheng.
Judging the time in his heart, Liu Zishu walked to the iron gate with shackles, glanced at the supervisory road outside along the gate fence, and whispered, "Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi!"
Before Ma Lao Er was interviewed, everyone was actually afraid to shout in the detention room. Because you are done shouting, you must be cleaned up, ranging from a violent beating, to a direct sentence, and you will definitely be taken to find a relatively far away detention room and separate them. In this way, you can't stay in the same area with familiar people, and your heart will be empty. What's more, there is no blind spot monitoring in the detention room. It is unrealistic for you to collude with confessions, so everyone will not trouble themselves.
However, after Ma Lao Er was asked to make a call, everyone was obviously more relaxed, knowing that the home is working and must have achieved great results. If the trouble is not good, they will be released in a short time, so it's okay. , It doesn't matter.
Guan Qi and Liu Zishu are separated by an empty detention room, so after the latter yelled twice, he immediately responded: "What's wrong, Zishu?"
"Fuck, it's a bit late for dinner today, I'm all hungry." Liu Zishu stood at the door of the prison room and said, "Did you hear that the supervisory road over there was serving dinner?"
Guan Qi was stunned: "I'm finished eating!"
"Huh?" Liu Zishu was startled: "What do you mean, I don't have human rights?"
"Didn't you see the passing of the meal just now?" Guan Qi replied in a low voice, "We all posted it."
Liu Zishu looked dumbfounded: "I was asleep just now, no..."
"107, get me back!" The big horn in the prison road suddenly sounded.
Liu Zishu was cleverly shouted, and immediately took a step back, ready to find a chance to communicate with Guan Qi in a while.
"Tatata!"
At this moment, neat footsteps came from the prison, and Liu Zishu didn't take it seriously, and he was ready to return to the hard bed with shackles.
"107!"
Yu Weiliang led a dozen people to the prison door and shouted blankly.
Liu Zishu heard the sound and turned around.
"Open it." Yu Weiliang ordered.
When the voice fell, an officer stepped forward and opened the prison door with the key.
"Come out." Yu Weiliang waved at Liu Zishu.
At the same time, a very Indian-looking man with a press card hanging outside the door walked in carrying a camera.
Liu Zishu was a little confused: "What are you doing?"
The crowd did not reply, and the two soldiers stepped forward, stretched out their hands to support him, and pulled directly outside.
Everything was too abnormal today. There was no food to eat at night, and Yu Weiliang came to mention him in person again. The most important thing was that the reporter was carrying a video camera while recording him, which made Liu Zishu very confused.
"Give it a close-up." The Yindong man standing next to the videographer whispered.
"What are you doing?" Liu Zishu asked instinctively, turning his head away from the camera.
Yu Weiliang looked at him, did not speak, and did not stop the photographer from shooting inside the house.
"What do you mean?!" Liu Zishu shouted again, but this time he was held tightly by the soldiers.
"OK!"
The photographer took a round and nodded at the crowd.
"Take it away." Yu Weiliang waved his hand.
"What the do you mean?!" Rao was Uncle Liu, who had experienced strong winds and waves, and felt a little panicked at the moment.
If the news comes from home, then Yu Weiliang doesn't need to interrogate himself, 100% will let Ma's second call out. And if there is no letter at home, there is no need to let the reporter follow...
Just as Liu Zishu couldn't figure it out, the assistant to the head of station 57 came over with the file and stood beside Yu Weiliang and whispered a few words.
"Okay, okay." Yu Weiliang nodded, reached out his hand to take the document, and placed it directly on the windowsill in the prison tunnel, and signed the N-page paper with a pen.
The words on the paper are all in Korean, and Liu Zishu certainly can't understand it, but he is also a person who has been on the ground for half his life. He is very clear in his heart that the main case officer mentions himself and signs it. There are two possibilities. One is release. , One is...
When Liu Zishu thought of this, his face was pale, and his fists clenched.
"Okay." Yu Weiliang finished signing the document and handed it back to the assistant.
The soldiers escorted Liu Zishu and walked forward. The photographer followed at the end, taking pictures of the corridor.
At this moment, Liu Zishu was hung with sixty-five catties of shackles, his hands and feet were all restricted, and he was surrounded by a squad of armed soldiers. He... had no ability to resist, his head was stunned, and his eyes were dull. Stand up and go forward.
"Uncle, uncle...!"
"Quiet, go back!"
"be quiet!"
"...!"
Suddenly, bursts of shouts in the corridor pulled Liu Zishu out of his thoughts. He turned his head stiffly and looked to his left side.
Baojun, Ma Lao Er and others were already standing at the door of the detention room, screaming at him dumbfoundedly, while the soldiers who followed pointed their guns at them and kept shouting.
After seeing Ma Lao Er's face, Liu Zishu suddenly woke up.
"What's the matter, what are you doing?" Ma Lao Er ignored the soldiers at the door, UU reading www.uukahnshu.com anxiously shouted: "What's wrong?!"
Liu Zishu looked at him, suddenly reached out and grabbed the door railing of the detention room, and said with a pale face: "Second...I...I can't go home anymore, don't forget, make arrangements for my house."
When Ma's second heard this, his head buzzed and he was stunned on the spot.
"Don't catch, let go!" The soldier stepped forward and began to pull.
Liu Zishu tightly grasped the door railing of the detention room with his right hand, looked at him directly and said, "Second...the negotiation situation must have changed. Be careful."
"What do you mean? What does this mean?!" Ma Lao Er returned to his senses, and yelled at Yu Weiliang like crazy: "I am much higher than him. He is a thug. You have a problem. Come at me!"
"Second, second, listen to me." Liu Zishu grabbed the railing and yelled anxiously.
"What do you want to ask, I'll tell you." Ma Lao Er pointed at Yu Weiliang and shouted hysterically.
"Second, can you listen to me!" Liu Zishu called sharply.
Ma Lao Er was startled.
"Politics is not something we can play with. It's good to be on the ground..." Liu Zishu was forcibly dragged away by the four soldiers. He looked back at Ma Lao Er and shouted: "I can go back, it must be good. I promised. Uncle Ma’s, I didn’t do it... I walked here with you."
When Ma's second saw him walking away, he forgot to cry, forgot to shout, and forgot about everything, his brain was blank, like a walking dead.
"Second, great!!!" Liu Zishu looked back with a sad smile, and was dragged away by Shengsheng.
Ma second suddenly felt his eyes turn black, his body was empty, and he fell to the ground with a grunt.
"Uncle!!"
Baojun, who was brought out by Uncle Liu, broke down instantly, clutching the railing and shed tears.