Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

Of course Jiang Shan had already thought of his answer. In fact, from the very beginning, when he had sorted things out, he had already thought of all the ways to answer. All that was left was to see if the other party would follow his lead.

Thinking goes.

And this discipline did not disappoint him. Every problem had been thought through by him.

"Because I don't know if there are cigarette butts in every meal, so I just called the master to change the basin. Next time, please let the masters put more thought into it.

"Jiang Shan smiled faintly and answered.

The food in the cafeteria is indeed a big pot, but after all, it is a place that serves hundreds of people. There cannot be only one pot, but three pots in each window.

If one is not enough, replace it with another. As for eating the rest if there is enough? There are pigs in the suburbs behind the prison, and they are used as pig food.

The guard originally planned to take this opportunity to make Jiangshan embarrassed and become a laughing stock, but he didn't expect that because his plan was not thorough, he ended up embarrassing himself instead, and his face naturally turned ugly.

Jiang Shan looked at the prison guard's face and smiled mockingly, then turned around and planned to go back to eat.

"Stop!" the guard snorted, and Jiang Shan obediently took a step to the side.

Coincidentally, the warden at this time was also taking a step this way, stepping on Jiang Shan's feet.

"Don't think that because you are disciplining me, I won't dare to hit you." Jiang Shan slapped him back, directly on the other person's face, and he fell to the ground with a slap.

"The surveillance is right next to you. You can see it clearly, right?" Jiang Shan smiled at Hannis, who had just come over. He glanced coldly at the guard who fell on the ground and shook his head mockingly.

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After that, the number of people in the cafeteria gradually increased, and the news gradually spread among the crowd. The cafeteria also explained that the cook was mentally ill and it was just an accident. There was only a cigarette butt in the pot.

That's all, there is absolutely nothing else, and the cook has also gone back to rest.

Of course, how many of the prisoners would believe this?

Jiang Shan wouldn't believe it either.

As for the subsequent incident of Jiang Shan directly slapping him in the face, because there was a video and Hannis took care of it later, it was not spread. It was only known to those present at the time.

Everyone present knew that Hannis had clearly had issues with Jiang Shan before, but they were extremely shocked. After all, it had only been two days, how could the relationship have changed so much?

For a time, Jiangshan was shrouded in a mysterious halo in the eyes of these people.

Jiang Shan sat in the corner and looked at the quiet, but not particularly quiet canteen. He said lightly: "Tsk, this is like a prison, the management is too loose, and there is a special explanation for such things. It seems

I’m afraid someone will be dissatisfied.”

Ah San didn't answer, but nodded silently.

"Because this is not an ordinary prison." At this time, a male voice said while politely asking: "Hello, you two, do you mind if I sit here?"

Jiang Shan looked over with a calm expression on his face: "Of course, Mr. James."

James held the meal in his hand and sat on the empty seat on the side in a gentle and reasonable manner. Everything he said and did was full of gentlemanly demeanor.

He really didn't look like a prisoner. Jiang Shan sighed with emotion.

"Well, Mr. James, if you don't mind, can I ask how you got in here?" Obviously, Jiang Shan could tell that James had a certain purpose in looking for him, but he didn't have these thoughts for a short time.

, so I was looking for some other topics to kill some time first.

"This..." James hesitated for a moment, and Jiang Shan said considerately: "It doesn't matter. If you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it. Everyone always has some privacy of their own."

Jiang Shan had two meanings in his heart when he said this. One means that you prefer to talk or not, and the other means that if you don't tell, I will have my secret in a while.

James didn't know if he misheard the meaning, so he hesitated for a moment, but then he said it.

After listening for a while, the expressions on Jiang Shan and Ah San's faces became strange.

James has a master's degree from Harvard, and later found a good job. According to ordinary people's standards, he is absolutely rich, handsome, and he also has a happy marriage.

It seems like this is a very perfect life.

Then late one night, James dreamed that his lover abandoned him and left him. Then he woke up from his dream, looked at his sleeping wife next to him, and thought of the scene in the dream, in order to make him fall in love deeply.

If his lover does not leave him, he will directly kill his lover so that the other party will not have the chance to leave him.

Then he cut the body into pieces, made the bones into a necklace and hung it around his neck. After a full year, he gradually discovered this human tragedy because of the peculiar smell in his home.

Then he came in because of the bad influence.

After hearing this, Jiang Shan looked at James in front of him and could no longer see any gentlemanly demeanor, he just saw a pervert.

After another awkward chat, James unexpectedly said nothing. When the time came, he said goodbye to Jiang Shan and went back to their rooms.

It was always boring at night. Jiang Shan could hear what seemed to be noisy sounds in other rooms, but he didn't bother to go there at all. Instead, he just lay on the bed, extremely tired.

The night passed, and the next morning he repeated the same routine, getting up, brushing his teeth, and making the bed. Jiang Shan had a nap without energy. There was no accident when he came to the cafeteria. It seemed that because of what happened yesterday, the other party no longer dared to eat food.

What are you doing?

Thinking of this, Jiang Shan smiled lightly and sarcastically.

There was nothing going on in the morning, and Jiang Shan and Asan's freedom was not restricted. They came to the basketball court in the center of the prison, sat on the edge, and watched a few people dancing and dribbling the ball past each other, extremely cool and unrestrained.

"Actually, it feels like this is quite good. There is nothing to do every day and nothing to worry about." Jiang Shan suddenly sighed and said with some helplessness: "Otherwise, I will always be very tired."

Ah San didn't speak on the side, just looked at the basketball court, and suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Maybe, but, Brother Shan, I feel like there will be trouble soon."

"Huh?" Jiang Shan was lowering his head and sighing. Hearing these words, he raised his head in surprise and found Ah San looking in the direction of the basketball court, so he subconsciously looked over.

Then I saw a basketball hitting the two of them.

Jiang Shan murmured expressionlessly: "It's really a crow's mouth. It's nice to say there's no trouble, but it turns out there's trouble."