Chapter 3 Little Prisoner (3)
Chapter 3 Little Prisoner (3)
Oss brought the boy, who had changed his clothes, back to the interrogation room. At this time, all the prisoners had been divided into different prisons.
Song Jin sat on a stool in the interrogation room. Oss held up a notebook and asked, "Song Jin, 22 years old, for...voyeurism?"
Os frowned tightly, looking at the delicate boy in front of him with some surprise. After all, the boy didn't look like someone who would peek at others.
When Song Jin heard the man's question, her face flushed and she nodded gently.
Os pursed his lips and whispered, "As far as I know, peeping isn't generally a crime in Country Z. You can find a lawyer to help you."
The boy blinked his eyes, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "It's useless..."
"I, I've offended a powerful person, and he won't let me go..."
Having said that, the boy's delicate face suddenly fell.
Oss was stunned for a moment, as if he realized something, and whispered, "I understand."
"Most of the prisoners have already been assigned accommodations. You can go..."
Just as Os was about to make the distribution, a guard suddenly came over and whispered something in Os's ear.
Os was stunned for a moment, then said to Song Jin: "Since you wasted a lot of time just now, you can only go to dormitory 001."
At this time, Song Jin didn't know where he was assigned, so he could only stand up slowly and follow the guard to the dormitory.
Only after the young man left the interrogation room did Oss frown and ask the guard beside him, "What crime did he commit? Why did that person insist on letting him into the restricted area?"
The guard shrugged and said regretfully, "I don't know about this either. I heard that this kid offended that person, so..."
Austin paused, but didn't say anything.
Song Jin followed the guard to the restricted area. When they reached the door, the guard looked at Song Jin lovingly and whispered, "Go in by yourself."
Song Jin was stunned for a moment. Why did the other party look at him like that? Then, a little kid walked in without knowing why.
Strangely, the prison rooms here are like apartment buildings. The boy walked and looked at the surrounding environment.
The young man pursed his lips and whispered to the system: [System, I don't think this place feels like a prison.]
There is no such thing as a prison.
The system did not answer him, but urged him to move forward quickly.
The boy pursed his lips and walked forward quickly with small steps.
Finally, he arrived at the prison dormitory No. 001. He pushed open the door carefully, and in an instant, a pair of sharp eyes fell on him from inside the room.
Song Jin subconsciously wanted to close the door, but he held back. He whispered to the man in the room, "Hello, I'm the new prisoner."
Hearing his words, the man slowly stood up from his chair. His movements were neither hurried nor slow, yet they carried an inexplicable dignity and composure.
As he stood up, Song Jin was able to see the man's full appearance.
The man was tall and straight, with well-defined muscles. Through the thin prison uniform, one could vaguely see his body full of enormous strength.
However, what caught his eye the most was his handsome face, which was perfectly embellished with deep eyes, a high nose bridge and slightly upturned lips.
It's just a pity that there is a long scar on his left cheek, like a hideous centipede crawling across it, which makes his otherwise flawless face look more fierce and cold.
At this moment, the man was walking towards the door step by step, and every step he took seemed to cause the ground to shake slightly.
As he gradually approached, a sense of oppression so strong that it was almost suffocating surged like a tide.
Song Jin felt like a lamb being targeted by a ferocious beast, completely unable to move, and could only watch the other party getting closer and closer.
Finally, the man reached the door and stopped steadily.
Because he was too tall, standing straight in front of Song Jin at this moment, it created a strong visual impact.
Song Jin had to tilt her head up slightly to meet the man's gaze. He pursed his pink lips nervously, and his big, clear eyes were filled with timidity, like a frightened deer.
"A new prisoner?" The voice was bone-chillingly cold and devoid of emotion.
"Like a primary school student."
When the young man heard these words, his body trembled involuntarily and a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart.
"Come in."
The man said this expressionlessly, then turned around and walked into the seemingly shabby house without looking back.
Song Jin looked at the man's back as he walked away. After hesitating for a long time, she finally plucked up the courage, took small steps, and followed him carefully.
The moment Song Jin stepped into the house, the scene before him was somewhat shocking.
This room is so small that it makes people feel depressed and suffocated.
The two bunk beds faced each other, taking up almost half of the room.
The toilet was extremely small, barely enough for one person to turn around.
The ground was rough and uneven cement, looking gray and lifeless.
The only thing to be thankful for is that the house has a small balcony, but what is despairing is that the balcony is covered with dense iron railings, which completely isolate it from the outside world, making people feel like they are trapped in a cage and cannot escape even with wings.
Such a terrible living environment can only be described as "miserable".
Song Jin stood blankly in the middle of the room, his eyes slowly sweeping over the two beds.
I saw that two of the lower bunks were filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items, looking very messy.
So, he timidly asked, "Are there already two people living here?"
When the man heard Song Jin's question, he tilted his head slightly, glanced at him lightly, and then answered in a low voice: "Those are all my things. Do you want to live in the upper bunk or the lower bunk?"
The boy pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "I'd better stay on the upper bunk."
Song Jin thought, what if he asked the other person to clean up all the things on the bed and he got angry?
The boy glanced at the other man secretly. The man was so big that he couldn't beat five of them. He might as well stay on the upper bunk.
So, Song Jin should have packed up his things at this moment, but he sadly discovered that he seemed to have nothing!
"Why don't you have anything?"
The man also realized this at this time, and he looked at a little kid in confusion.
The boy blinked, his head a little confused, it seemed that he had forgotten to ask for it.
Looking at the confused look on the boy's face, the man paused and pointed to the bed opposite: "You can sleep there for the time being. These are all my things anyway."
Song Jin heard this, nodded, and whispered, "Thank you."
After the man finished speaking, he got up and went to the bathroom. Song Jin looked at his back as he left and suddenly felt that he was a good person.