The princess sat up lazily and looked in Jiang Chijing's direction.
He has been in prison for seven or eight years. He belongs to the kind of prisoner who is not afraid of the prison guards. With Xu Sheng supporting him, most of the prison guards in the prison will not get along with him.
But the library is Jiang Chijing's territory, and just like he wouldn't go to other people's territory, he wouldn't allow anyone to come to his territory.
The princess and Jiang Chijing looked at each other for a while, during which Zheng Mingyi was also looking at Jiang Chijing.
After a while, the princess withdrew her gaze, looked at Zheng Mingyi again and said, "Little brother..."
"Let me out if you speak again." Jiang Chijing raised his voice directly, interrupting the princess' second half of the sentence.
The other prisoners in the library looked at the two of them cautiously, as if they were afraid of getting burned but couldn't help gossip.
Jiang Chijing's attitude is very firm, if the princess speaks again, he will drive people away.
However, the silent contest between the two had not yet come to a conclusion, but Zheng Mingyi stood up first, looked down at the princess and said, "Get out of the way."
Zheng Mingyi's position is in the corner, and only the princess can get out of the way.
The princess faced forward, glanced at Zheng Mingyi sideways, then leaned back and put her hands in front of her chest, the expression on her face was not very good-looking.
He didn't completely get out of the way like this, but left a little space to come out. If Zheng Mingyi wanted to go out, he usually had to step over him.
But Zheng Mingyi didn't do that. Instead, he kicked his leg with his knee unceremoniously, and pushed him aside as if he didn't exist.
After coming out of the corner, Zheng Mingyi went straight to the first row. There was another prisoner sitting here. He walked up to the man and looked at him blankly. The man also had eyesight and shrank his neck. , took the book and went to another seat.
The first row by the window is the closest place to Jiang Chijing. Zheng Mingyi sat down here and reopened the comic book, as if nothing happened just now.
Jiang Chijing also didn't expect that not long after Zheng Mingyi came in, some veterans in the prison didn't even dare to grab a seat from him.
The princess behind rolled her eyes and left the library bored. But according to Jiang Chijing's understanding of him, he shouldn't give up so easily, even if he really can't handle Zheng Mingyi in the end, he will at least let Xu Sheng know that someone made him slumped.
The incident just now did not affect the other prisoners in the library. Everyone should read the book when they should, and after the time slowly approached two o'clock, they consciously returned the book and left.
Zheng Mingyi also put the comic book back on the bookshelf, but when he came to Jiang Chijing's work area, he was holding another book - "The Complete Collection of Cold Jokes".
Jiang Chijing's mouth twitched: "Put the book back."
Zheng Mingyi smiled softly, came to Jiang Chijing and sat down, put away his sullen expression and said, "Who was that person just now?"
"The one you said seduced you?" Jiang Chijing said, "nicknamed princess, you'd better stay away from him."
"Why?" Zheng Mingyi asked.
Jiang Chijing talked about the princess and Xu Sheng, reminding Zheng Mingyi: "You have already provoked Lao Jiu, Xu Sheng is Lao Jiu's eldest brother, if you provoke the princess again, he will never let you go ."
Zheng Mingyi asked thoughtfully, "What crime is that Xu Sheng?"
Jiang Chijing's heart skipped a beat: "Do you want to 'do for heaven' again?"
Last time, Zheng Mingyi asked Chen Er about the crime, and the result was such a big commotion. If he did anything with Xu Sheng again, the incident might not be handled even by confinement, and the sentence might be increased.
"Xu Sheng has killed people, but his death is suspended." Jiang Chijing said sternly, "I repeat, you don't want to mess with him."
Zheng Mingyi nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "What if the princess came to provoke me?"
This is quite possible.
"He works in the sewing factory, except around noon, the two of you generally don't meet." Jiang Chijing paused here, thinking, "As long as you avoid him during dinner, let the wind relax. Come to the library, I can help you watch him."
As soon as the words fell, Jiang Chijing felt that something was wrong. He and Zheng Mingyi are not related, so why do they want to help him watch the princess out of nowhere
Zheng Mingyi seemed to have discovered this too, looked at Jiang Chijing and asked, "Officer Jiang, are you covering me?"
"Cough." Jiang Chijing cleared his throat and said with an uncomfortable expression, "I mean, as a prison guard, I went to watch him."
"Okay." Zheng Mingyi said, "Thank you, Officer Jiang."
Jiang Chijing always felt that the explanation was not in place, and added: "The warden still needs you to help him check the stock, I don't want him to trouble me."
"Yeah." Zheng Mingyi replied casually, apparently not taking this reason seriously.
"And I don't want someone to make trouble in my library." Jiang Chijing said again.
"Yes." Zheng Mingyi said, "Anyway, the reason for Officer Jiang to help me is for the warden, for the library, not for me personally. That's what you want to say, right?"
Jiang Chijing pursed his lips. He also found that he was deliberate, but he couldn't take back what he just said, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "That's right."
"Understood." Zheng Mingyi nodded, as if he didn't care about this issue at all.
But Jiang Chijing knew in his heart that he didn't hide anything at all.
After listening to Guan Wei's case analysis before, part of his heart believed that Zheng Mingyi was innocent, but this part was very little, and he still regarded Zheng Mingyi as a prisoner.
But since Zheng Mingyi injured Chen Er, the balance in Jiang Chijing's heart has turned inversely tilted, because if Zheng Mingyi is really a villain, he will not ask Chen Er's crime before he starts to judge this. Are people worth it or not
Jiang Chijing's standard of good and evil is very clear, and his attitude towards the two types of people is also very different.
Therefore, he just blurted out that he wanted to help Zheng Mingyi, not for the library, nor for the warden, but simply because of the sense of justice in his heart.
Zheng Mingyi hadn't heard about the economic news for several days, Jiang Chijing filled him up with important events in the past few days, and then let him watch the stock from the sidelines.
The library is very quiet. Usually, Jiang Chijing will read the book "Strawberry Planting Technique" to Zheng Mingyi at this time, but this book has been read, and Jiang Chijing has nothing to do.
He picked up the new issue of Sudoku, just pointed the pencil to a space, and when he was about to calculate, Zheng Mingyi next to him reported a number: "3."
Well, it's really 3.
Jiang Chijing continued to go down, and Zheng Mingyi said again: "8."
Jiang Chijing took a deep breath and quickly calculated the next space, but before he could confirm it, he heard Zheng Mingyi say: "1."
Jiang Chijing: "..."
"It's so simple." Zheng Mingyi slowly retracted his gaze and continued to look at the candlestick chart on the screen that Jiang Chijing couldn't understand.
"Are you okay?" Jiang Chi Jinghuo stared at Zheng Mingyi and asked.
"It's a bit boring." Zheng Mingyi turned his head and looked at Jiang Chijing and said, "Can't you really tell jokes?"
"cannot!"
Zheng Mingyi put his elbows on the table and propped up his chin, looking completely bored.
Jiang Chijing was too lazy to care that Zheng Mingyi was all boring, so he picked up Sudoku again and started doing it, but while doing it, he also felt a little bored, so he touched Zheng Mingyi with his knee and said, "Ask you Please tell me honestly."
"Huh?" Zheng Mingyi held his chin and turned to look at Jiang Chijing.
"Are you wronged?" When Jiang Chijing asked this, his eyes stayed on the newspaper in his hand, as if he was asking a trivial matter.
Zheng Mingyi did not answer immediately, but leaned forward instead of leaning on the back of the chair, and asked Jiang Chijing, "Would you believe me if I said I was framed?"
Jiang Chijing put down the newspaper in his hand, met Zheng Mingyi's gaze, looked at him straightly and said, "I believe it."
These two words are also like Jiang Chijing's question, they are said lightly, as if they have no weight at all. But Jiang Chijing clearly saw a momentary daze in Zheng Mingyi's eyes, as if he did not expect him to be so frank and without hesitation.
Think about it, since the two have known each other, they have been testing it out. Jiang Chijing has always hidden himself in front of Zheng Mingyi, and has never told him his true thoughts.
It's no wonder that Zheng Mingyi was caught off guard now that he suddenly expressed his heart.
Zheng Mingyi quickly put away the stunned look in his eyes, and when he spoke again, his jawline softened: "Officer Jiang, you are such a good person."
"You haven't answered yet." Jiang Chijing said, "Don't change the subject."
"You can trust me." Zheng Mingyi finally answered Jiang Chijing's question directly this time, "I am also a good person."
Jiang Chijing looked away from Zheng Mingyi's face and quietly continued to do the Sudoku problems in the newspaper.
Although he had a premonition in his heart that Zheng Mingyi might have been wronged, it still felt different when he said this from Zheng Mingyi's mouth.
Now Jiang Chijing is caught in a complicated mood again.
Before, he no longer felt guilty about Zheng Mingyi because he felt that Zheng Mingyi was a prisoner. Now, according to the standard of good and evil in his heart, Zheng Mingyi is divided into the wicked. He seems, seems, seems... He begins to feel guilty about Zheng Mingyi for peeping again.
When he was about to get off work, Jiang Chijing made a mental list of the items he would go to the supermarket to buy later.
It's Friday again, and normally he'd go to the supermarket, buy some beer or snacks, and spend a leisurely weekend at home.
There is a sports game this week, so you can buy more beer. By the way, the strawberry jam is almost finished, and I have to replenish the stock.
Jiang Chijing's standard breakfast is strawberry jam and toast, which is easy to make and easy to eat. Sometimes he got up late, and he could just leave with toast in his mouth.
The time soon came to five o'clock in the afternoon. Jiang Chijing went to the locker room to change into casual clothes, and then walked in the direction of the parking lot as usual.
The old man in the mail room was still watching TV shows on his mobile phone. Jiang Chijing greeted him as usual, but when he saw him today, he called him down.
"Hey, wait, Officer Jiang." Old Wang picked up an item from the table and handed it out from the window, "A prisoner said that he would give this to you."
"Which prisoner?" Jiang Chijing took the thing from Old Wang's hand, which was a glass jar with a pile of sticky red things in it.
"Which... hiss..." Pharaoh seemed to be unable to remember the prisoner's number and name. "That's the one you read to him! Saying that you made this by yourself, thank you for reading to him."
Zheng Mingyi
Jiang Chijing looked at the thing in his hand again, it was a jar of strawberry jam.