Some inmates who are well behaved or not at high risk are assigned to help guards with things like handing out items and cleaning.
Jiang Chijing believed that the "undercover" in Yu Guang's mouth was actually going to the administrative department to work, but he really didn't understand how he became a god of go.
"I checked the ip address of Go God on the stock trading forum, and finally located the southern prison." Yu Guang raised his right index finger, put it on the bridge of his nose, and pushed down his glasses that did not exist at all, "Then I screened the prison again. The people who have access to computers here are found to be civilian prison guards.”
Speaking of the use of computers, the people in the inspection team can be completely excluded, and the scope can basically be narrowed down to the official building.
But this is not the point, Jiang Chijing quickly grasped the key information from Yu Guang's words-God is in the southern prison.
"Next, I took the initiative to go undercover in the administrative department and tested every Asir, but found that the scope was still too large to be accurate to the individual."
While Yuguang was telling about his reasoning process, Jiang Chijing couldn't help but ponder.
According to what Yu Guang said before, the god go is the god of stock speculation. He suddenly disappeared more than a month ago, and then reappeared, but the IP address was different from before, and then disappeared immediately...
"So!" Yu Guang said a lot of the trial process, and finally changed his tone and continued, "I went back to the original place and checked the IP address of God Go, and found that it was not far from the southern prison. , in a residential community just a few kilometers away.”
Hearing this, the answer in Jiang Chijing's heart has gradually surfaced.
"Guess who lives there?" Yu Guang said with suppressed excitement, "It's you, Officer Jiang!"
Jiang Chijing was not the only one who lived in that community and appeared in the southern prison at the same time.
Unlike Yu Guang, who was so excited, Jiang Chijing calmly looked at the desk calendar next to his eyes and asked Yu Guang, "When was the last time God of Go appeared?"
Yu Guang thought about it for a while, reported the day last week, and said that he was absolutely correct.
That's totally right.
The last time Zheng Mingyi touched the computer, Jiang Chijing changed his password that day. He couldn't think of a complex and easy-to-remember password for a while, so he used some information on the desk calendar, such as the date of the day, to form a complex password.
And the date reported by Yu Guang was the day Jiang Chijing circled with a red pen on the desk calendar.
"Idol." Yu Guang shook his hand in front of Jiang Chijing, "Don't worry, I will be your little brother from today on, and I will never reveal your secrets."
Jiang Chijing was still thinking, and he thought of the ID name of the god Go—go, which means Go in English, and Zheng Mingyi’s word for Go also means Go in Chinese.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chijing laughed coldly, and a strong interest appeared in his unfocused eyes.
"Idol, are you all right?" Yu Guang seemed to be taken aback by Jiang Chijing's appearance, "You can trust me, I am very reliable! So what will we do next?"
As soon as Yu Guang finished speaking, Jiang Chijing's walkie-talkie suddenly rang. It was the warden's secretary who asked him to go to the warden's office.
"No action, just be honest with me."
Jiang Chijing replied "received" to the walkie-talkie, and then asked the responsible prison guard to take Yu Guang away.
"Idol, I have nothing to say, I must express my admiration for you, since I-"
"Okay, okay, hurry up, it's not too late to express later."
Jiang Chijing is not a god of go, so it is unreasonable to accept Yu Guang's worship. After the responsible prison guard took Yu Guang away, he looked at the bandage on his hand for a while, then put away his thoughts, untied the bandage and brought it to the warden's office on the third floor.
When the walkie-talkie rang just now, Jiang Chijing probably guessed what the warden would find him. After he came, as he expected, it was to discuss what kind of reward Zheng Mingyi should have for helping the prison guards clear the siege.
"Officer Jiang, you are the client, what do you think?" the warden asked.
In all fairness, Jiang Chijing felt that the reward should not be too much, because the situation at the time was not critical, and even if Zheng Mingyi did not appear, he could still control the audience.
But selfishly, Zheng Mingyi beat the rapist so badly, Jiang Chijing always felt that he did a great deed.
"Give him some performance points." Jiang Chijing said.
"Of course the performance points must be added. He is failing now," the warden said. "The question is how much to add."
Zheng Mingyi had fought with people over and over again, and his performance points had long been deducted to only 20 to 30 points. In a situation like his, when he was about to be released from prison, he could not be released on parole in advance.
Jiang Chijing pondered for a while, and said, "Warden, the situation was extremely critical just now. If Zheng Mingyi hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I..."
"I understand." The warden nodded. "Although we can't commute his sentence, we must reward him in place."
"How about eliminating all the negative records before?" Jiang Chijing said tentatively, "Let's add up to his performance points."
Jiang Chijing knew very well that this reward was beyond what Zheng Mingyi deserved, and he didn't expect the warden to agree immediately. He just improved the foundation first, and then he could lower the price later.
Unexpectedly, the warden nodded thoughtfully and agreed: "Very good, I think this reward is very suitable."
Jiang Chijing raised his eyebrows calmly, because the daring prison warden wanted to give a generous reward, so he was specially looking for him to put on the show. He pointedly pointed: "Warden, has the stock made a lot of money recently?"
"It's okay," the warden said. "My family doesn't object to my stock trading."
Well-known stock gods on stock trading forums personally guide stock trading, which is not a treatment that ordinary people can enjoy.
"By the way, I don't think it's enough." The warden said again, "The stock market closes at three o'clock, and Zheng Mingyi's release time is until 2:30. I think he can extend his release time for half an hour."
Jiang Chijing suddenly thought about studying and asked, "Who is studying for Zheng Mingyi now?"
"Isn't it still you?" the warden said, "Zheng Mingyi said that you have a bad voice. Take a two-day rest. I think you are already well."
That's why...
That is to say, Zheng Mingyi only planned to let him rest for two days at the beginning, and when he was not so unhappy, it was time to come back. In this case, Jiang Chijing said, "Then I don't think it's necessary to add another half an hour."
Originally, his afternoon work could be finished at two o'clock. As long as there are no additional things, the remaining three hours are his leisure time. Now that he has been occupied so much time by Zheng Mingyi, of course he doesn't want to be occupied for another half an hour.
However, the warden seemed to have not heard his words, and said to his secretary, "Okay, that's it, you can arrange it."
"The Warden—"
"Officer Jiang." The warden raised his hand and interrupted Jiang Chijing's words, "Your work is relatively leisurely. Anyway, you have so much time, so it's not bad to learn to trade stocks, right?"
Jiang Chijing was silent for a while after hearing the words. Before, he had no interest in investing in stocks because he was not short of money.
However, when the classic warden mentioned this, his thoughts suddenly changed, because he just discovered a fun thing - it turns out that Zheng Mingyi also has a little secret.
After work that day, Jiang Chijing visited the stock speculation forum all night.
On this forum, there are many fans of go, and Jiang Chijing finally understands why Yu Guang worships this idol so much, because go is indeed a character with a heroic aura.
He turned to the post before go became famous. Go predicted the stock market crash several times, but the replies to him were all cynical, until the stock market collapsed without warning, and the style of the post changed suddenly, and countless people worshipped it until now. People still go to archaeology.
The stock market crash and Zheng Mingyi's famous battle can also be matched. Under the bullish sentiment in the market, he did the opposite and sold a large number of stocks in his hands, and finally won a big victory.
It means that he has made a name for himself both on the Internet and in reality.
Jiang Chijing flipped through the posts on go one by one. Most of the time, go only mentioned a few bullish and bearish sections. Only occasionally would problematic listed companies be revealed, allowing investors to avoid lightning.
Every time he named a company, someone below would ridicule him and tell him to pay attention to his personal safety, because what he said was too weighty and would deal a heavy blow to the company.
Because of this, since the disappearance of go, various conspiracy theories have been on the forum. Some people say that the god of go is imprisoned by black-hearted companies, and some people say that the god of go is being investigated by regulatory agencies. In short, everyone is pessimistic.
No wonder that kid Yu Guang is so attentive.
Before Jiang Chijing always thought that Yu Guang was too nervous and didn't take it seriously at all, but after visiting the forum, he realized that so many people were concerned about Go's safety.
Jiang Chijing wanted to tell these people, I didn't expect that your great god is in prison.
And he was the only one who knew the secret.
I have to say, this is a very comfortable thing.
Jiang Chijing continued to read the posts posted by go, and found another interesting point.
Go often makes typos, such as "fund" as "chicken essence" and "short-term" as "dead", so that every time he puts forward a buying or selling suggestion, someone below will repeatedly confirm whether it is "buy" or "sell".
Many fans ask the go god to go dim sum and avoid typos, but only Jiang Chijing knows that their go god has dyslexia. These words on the forum are probably because he used voice conversion, or it is simply a slap in the face. of.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chijing raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, Zheng Mingyi is really... a little cute.
It wasn't until twelve o'clock in the night that Jiang Chijing's eyes were sore and swollen, and he was finally willing to turn off the computer.
Lying on the bed, he recalled the scene of Zheng Mingyi's boxing. He originally thought that this man would be ruthless, but he didn't expect to have such a righteous side behind his back.
If Jiang Chijing is to analyze what kind of person Zheng Mingyi is like analyzing other people, to be honest, he can't analyze it.
He can only say that Zheng Mingyi is the most interesting one among the people he has met so far.
He took out the bottle of three-no-products from the refrigerator, spread it on the bread slices, and hurried out the door with breakfast in his mouth.
Arriving at the only traffic light on the way to work, Jiang Chijing finally found the space and ate his breakfast. At first, I thought the strawberry jam that was processed for the second time was a little unpalatable, but I got used to it after eating it. Instead, it felt more like strawberry jam than the factory-made jam.
After all the slices of bread were wiped out, Jiang Chijing raised his chin and glanced at the rearview mirror, the corners of his mouth were indeed stained with jam.
He licked the jam with his tongue for the first time, but before he could wipe it again with a tissue, the red light changed to green. He couldn't help but hurriedly stepped on the accelerator and arrived at the southern prison before eight o'clock.
There are fewer letters to send today, so Jiang Chijing hastened the pace of sending and receiving letters. Usually he would chat with individual prisoners about the contents of a letter, but today he was like a ruthless sending and receiving machine, getting the job done as quickly as possible.
At 8:50, Jiang Chijing rushed back to the library before Zheng Mingyi came over, and went to the bookshelf to find a copy of "Learn to Trade in Stocks from Scratch", and then pretended to read it in the work area.
When Zheng Mingyi came to the library and sat in the work area, he was a little surprised to see Jiang Chijing's expression: "Officer Jiang, do you want to learn to trade stocks?"
"Hmm." Jiang Chijing snorted in a good mood.
"Didn't you not be interested before?" Zheng Mingyi asked.
"I changed my mind." Jiang Chijing closed the book, looked at Zheng Mingyi and said, "Are you going to teach me?"
Zheng Mingyi didn't answer immediately, but read the book and Jiang Chijing, his expression was obviously strange.
Of course Jiang Chijing didn't really want to learn to trade stocks, he just wanted to see Zheng Mingyi's confused appearance. Zheng Mingyi is so good at calculating, but he must not count that Jiang Chijing already knows his little secret.
"You don't need to read books to invest in stocks." Zheng Mingyi observed Jiang Chijing's expression and said slowly, "It's mainly to accumulate experience."
"Why don't you read books?" Jiang Chijing rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "I see, I read the forum, right?"
After he finished speaking, he opened the browser on his own, and opened the stock speculation forum that he visited for a long time last night.
"I heard that this forum is more authoritative, do you know this forum?" Jiang Chijing asked.
Zheng Mingyi's expression became obviously alert now, and he looked at Jiang Chijing's actions without moving.
Jiang Chijing's surface is as steady as Mount Tai, there is no impurities in his eyes, and he looks like a simple question. But in fact, his heart just wanted to laugh.
He finally understood why Zheng Mingyi liked to tease him so much, and now he found out that teasing was such an interesting thing.
"I know." Zheng Mingyi said calmly, "There are a lot of retail investors on this forum."
"Do you usually go to this forum?" Jiang Chijing asked again.
Zheng Mingyi continued to look at Jiang Chijing and asked, "What do you think?"
Jiang Chijing is well aware of Zheng Mingyi's routine, as long as he starts to use rhetorical questions, it means that he has raised the cordon.
"It should be at the meeting." Jiang Chijing suppressed the smile in his heart and said solemnly, "I heard that many professionals are on this forum."
"Where did you hear it?" Zheng Mingyi suddenly asked, "You said this forum is more authoritative, who told you about it?"
Zheng Mingyi started to attack, just as Jiang Chijing expected, according to Zheng Mingyi's behavior, he would not be passively beaten.
"Just checked it online." Jiang Chijing said calmly, "Isn't this forum authoritative?"
Jiang Chijing threw the question back again. He didn't directly mention the God of Go, because with Zheng Mingyi's IQ, if he came up with a trump card, Zheng Mingyi would definitely see the flaws.
However, he still underestimated Zheng Mingyi's level of alertness. Zheng Mingyi no longer answered questions or asked questions, but looked straight at Jiang Chijing and said, "Officer Jiang, something is wrong with you today."
"Is there?" Jiang Chijing blinked innocently.
"Why do you suddenly want to learn to trade stocks?" Zheng Mingyi asked.
"The warden asked me to use my spare time to study more, which is not a bad thing."
Jiang Chijing had long been ready to answer, he knew that people should stop in moderation, especially in the face of an old fox like Zheng Mingyi, if he was not careful, he would show his feet, so he didn't go further, and said casually: "Can you teach me? Teach me?"
"Teach." Zheng Mingyi said, "You want to learn, why wouldn't I teach?"
When the goal was achieved, Jiang Chijing raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
He needs a legitimate reason for raising stocks, so that he will have the opportunity to tease Zheng Mingyi in the future. As long as Zheng Mingyi can't figure out what's going on, he can retrieve all the accounts that were teased before.
"Officer Jiang." Zheng Mingyi's voice interrupted Jiang Chijing's smile, "Did you eat strawberry jam this morning?"
"Huh?" Jiang Chijing came back to his senses and looked at Zheng Mingyi, "I eat it every day."
"Is that the jar I made for you?"
"I didn't buy a new one." Jiang Chijing didn't want Zheng Mingyi to think how rare he was, "It's just a waste."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Mingyi on the side suddenly stretched out his hand, held Jiang Chijing's face, wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and said, "Why did you still eat here."
There was a hint of indifference in the tone of these words. In the case that Jiang Chijing had just deliberately done bad things, when Zheng Mingyi spoke in this tone, he couldn't help feeling a tingling in his back.
"Is there?" Jiang Chijing wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
He swears he definitely licked the jam off the corners of his mouth, but maybe because he didn't take a tissue and wipe it again, he still missed some after licking it off.
There must be not many missing parts, otherwise no one would have discovered it until now. And Zheng Mingyi was sitting so close to him, with something on his face, naturally he couldn't escape his eyes.
"What processing did you do?" Zheng Mingyi asked, "I'll do the same next time."
"I added some freshly squeezed lemon juice." Jiang Chijing said, "Otherwise, it will be too sweet and a little greasy."
When he said this, Jiang Chijing completely ignored one thing, Zheng Mingyi meant to do it for him next time.
"Is that so?" Zheng Mingyi lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly put the thumb that had just touched the corner of Jiang Chijing's mouth into his mouth.
His jaw moved, his tongue slipping back and forth over his thumb, not wanting to let go of any taste on his thumb.