To complete Jiang Chijing's words, the accurate answer should be—of course not.
In a few days, Zheng Mingyi will find that there are no surveillance cameras installed in the bathhouse and bathroom. When he stays a little longer, he will know that even where surveillance cameras are installed, there will be dead spots and surveillance damage.
This is not a great secret. The reason why there is no improvement is that there are prison guards everywhere in the prison, and people from the patrol team are on call 24 hours a day, so the role of monitoring is not that important.
The guards in the Southern Prison rarely rely on surveillance, but Jiang Chijing alone has a secret that no one else knows.
The library is located on the corner of the second floor of the official building, and further inside, there is a utility room occupied by the prisoners.
Originally, there were cleaning supplies such as mops and trolleys in the utility room, but I don't know when the prisoners in charge of sanitation moved these items to other places one by one, and only two rows of cabinets were left in the end. , emptied the utility room.
Every time when it comes to the winter and midsummer, some prisoners do not want to be exposed to the sun on the playground or read in the library, so they come to the utility room to chat.
Later, there were mats for picnics, and the prisoners brought snacks, which completely turned into a recreation room for the prisoners when they had fun.
When Jiang Chijing was first transferred to the Southern Prison, he reported this problem to the warden. There was no surveillance installed in the recreation room, which made it a paradise for prisoners.
However, this recreation room has existed for several years, and there has never been any major incident. The warden did not want to arouse the resistance of the prisoners, so he ignored Jiang Chijing's opinion.
So Jiang Chijing bought a pinhole camera himself and installed it in the entertainment room, just to take pictures of these prisoners violating prison regulations.
He did catch a few people smoking inside, but it wasn't enough to fix the rec room.
Over time, Jiang Chijing gradually gave up the idea of meddling, but the pinhole camera remained in the entertainment room. Every time it was time to let go, he would turn on the computer to see what the prisoners in the recreation room were doing.
This can be said to be peeping or surveillance. Jiang Chijing will not feel any guilt. Anyway, those people are prisoners, not like his neighbors...
Well, his neighbor is now a prisoner too.
Returning from the small conference room to the office area of the library, Jiang Chijing collapsed on the office chair and rubbed his temples with a headache.
The shocks he received before have accumulated and erupted together now. Mr. Zheng in a neat suit and Zheng Mingyi in a prison uniform switched repeatedly in his mind, making him unable to tell who his neighbor was for a while.
A good man, why would he commit a crime
Jiang Chijing sat up straight, picked up the folder board thrown on the table again, and turned to Zheng Mingyi's information page.
The height and weight are not far from his estimates, but in the education column, the word "high school" is clearly written.
This is very different from Jiang Chijing's guess, because he always thought that Zheng Mingyi was a social elite, at least a returnee with a master's degree.
"What, ideal type?"
Luo Hai's voice suddenly sounded overhead, interrupting Jiang Chijing's thoughts. He released the paper in his hand, glanced at Luo Hai, and said, "You are insulting me."
Jiang Chijing, who said this, completely forgot that at least before today, he had used Zheng Mingyi as a fantasy object for more than half a year.
Luo Hai casually leaned on the edge of the desk, wrapped his arms around his chest, and joked, "Isn't that your ideal type? Just like me, tall and handsome."
Jiang Chijing picked up the folder board and slapped Luo Hai on the back with a slap: "Go away."
In fact, Luo Hai didn't lie, he was Jiang Chijing's ex-boyfriend, and he was a doctor in the infirmary opposite.
The two met through a friend's introduction and broke up peacefully after being together for two years. It's not that any of them have problems, it's just that the characters are really not suitable.
The breakup was mentioned by Jiang Chijing. He found that his relationship with Luo Hai was more like a friend, and there was no passion between lovers at all.
The most important thing is that he can't share the secret of his voyeurism with Luo Hai, and the feelings he wants are candid.
Luo Hai agreed to Jiang Chijing's breakup without hesitation. According to him, he also felt that the two of them were more suitable to be friends.
After breaking up, the two would occasionally contact each other, and it was precisely because Luo Hai was working in prison that Jiang Chijing provided new ideas. It turned out that there was such a job that could perfectly match his hobbies.
Putting down the folder board, Jiang Chijing leaned back on the office chair, and then sighed slightly with emotion: "This person is a prisoner."
If Jiang Chijing still had a little guilt towards Zheng Mingyi before, then now his guilt has disappeared to the point where not even scum is left.
A prisoner is a prisoner, even if he is attractive and attractive, Jiang Chijing will not be shaken.
"Yes." Luo Hai put away his joking expression and sighed, "How many people have been destroyed."
"A lot?" Jiang Chijing didn't pay much attention to this case, nor did he understand the specific details.
"As far as he's done recently," Luo Hai said, "at least two or three people jumped off the building."
Jiang Chijing knew for a long time that the stock market was risky, so he never touched it. But there are too many gamblers in the world who want to win their future in the stock market, even at the risk of going bankrupt.
"It is estimated that many people in prison will dislike him." Jiang Chijing said objectively.
Prisoners in the prison will still pay attention to such a major case of national concern, and what Zheng Mingyi has done is to cause public outrage, and there will definitely be prisoners who want to do justice for the sky.
"That's for sure." Luo Hai pushed his glasses with his middle finger, "Would you like to bet how long he will be cleaned up?"
"One week." Jiang Chijing said.
"I bet for three days." Luo Hai said.
Jiang Chijing knew about Zheng Mingyi's fist strength, and always felt that this person should protect himself. The three-day period was a bit exaggerated. He said confidently: "A dinner, a Michelin restaurant."
"No problem." Luo Hai said here, as if he suddenly remembered something, and changed the subject, "Speaking of the blind date I introduced to you before, you really don't want to go?"
Jiang Chijing looked away tiredly, and said lightly, "No."
"Don't blame me for not reminding you," Luo Hai patted Jiang Chijing on the shoulder old-fashioned, "You will die alone if you go on like this, brother."
"Are you embarrassed to talk about me?" Jiang Chijing patted Luo Hai's hand away, "Have you solved the problem of being single?"
"That's different." Luo Hai said, "I have an affair, how about you?"
"I do not need."
Jiang Chijing doesn't need an ambiguous object, he only needs a voyeur object, and the spiritual world is enough. But now his only peeping object... Forget it, the more I think about it, the more my heart becomes more and more congested.
When returning home from get off work, Jiang Chijing saw a middle-aged woman carrying two cartons of milk at the entrance of a small supermarket outside the community.
That person is Aunt Liu, who lives behind Jiang Chijing's house. She occasionally brings home-made snacks to the neighbors on weekends. She is a very easy-going person.
Seeing that Aunt Liu was struggling to carry it, Jiang Chijing slowed down the car, stopped beside her, lowered the window and said, "Get in the car, Aunt Liu, I'll take you there."
Aunt Liu's sweaty brows loosened, and she said with a sigh of relief, "I'll trouble you, Xiaojiang."
Jiang Chijing's old problems could not be corrected. He and Aunt Liu were only friends in general, but after only a few contacts, he habitually analyzed the general situation of Aunt Liu.
There should be no men in Aunt Liu's family, otherwise she would definitely not be able to do tasks like carrying milk. She should have children, but she's not around, which is why she enjoys dealing with young people in the community.
Jiang Chijing has always been very accurate in seeing people, but after chatting, he learned that all of his guesses were correct. Speaking of which, until now, the only person he could not guess at all was Zheng Mingyi.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the other prisoners were still in the morning education, and the three new prisoners here had handed in three test papers.
The full score of the test paper is 100%, consisting of thirty multiple-choice questions and one short-answer question. No matter how well the previous multiple-choice questions were answered, as long as the final short-answer question was serious, Jiang Chijing would give a good score.
The exam papers for scammers and gangsters are very normal, and the last short answer question has at least a few hundred words. However, when Zheng Mingyi handed over the test paper, Jiang Chijing immediately stopped him: "This is your test paper?"
Zheng Mingyi stopped walking away, turned his head to look at Jiang Chijing and said, "Yes."
"Why don't you write short answer questions?" Jiang Chijing asked.
"No." Leaving this sentence casually, Zheng Mingyi pushed open the door of the conference room and left under the guidance of the prison guards.
In fact, the content of the short answer questions is very simple. As long as you can honestly write a confession letter, you can get a high score in Jiang Chijing.
Having brought so many new criminals, it was the first time that Jiang Chijing didn't answer a word. No, to be precise, Zheng Mingyi still answered one word - wrote the word "answer" below the question.
Jiang Chijing never expected how good-looking the prisoner's words could be, but someone like Zheng Mingyi who can write his own name so ugly is really rare. a face.
Jiang Chijing has always believed that words are like people. If Zheng Mingyi's appearance gave him a lot of points, then his words would deduct the same points from him.
In the end, the test paper was corrected, and Zheng Mingyi's score was 1 point.
You must know that the score of multiple-choice questions is 2 points per one, even if you are blind, you will not even answer one question incorrectly. And Zheng Mingyi perfectly avoided all the correct answers, and Jiang Chijing reluctantly gave him 1 point by relying on the last "answer".
In fact, Jiang Chijing didn't want to give this 1 point. He always thought that there would be a certain threshold for engaging in the financial industry, let alone such a sensational financial case, the main culprit should be quite clever.
However, there is only one thought in Jiang Chijing's mind now, and it is only because of this IQ that he commits a crime, and it is not surprising that he is not caught.