Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything useful from Zhuang Long's mouth, Zhuang Qilin put his gaze on the phone. He walked over and picked up the phone. Zhuang Long's mobile phone can only be controlled by his own fingerprints. Zhuang Qilin took the mobile phone back to Zhuang Long. He took a finger of Zhuang Long and swiped it on the phone screen a few times, and then he turned to the call log.

Zhuang Qilin directly gave the top number and called it back.

Soon, the phone was connected, and a serious male voice came from the earpiece to Zhuang Qilin's ears.

"Hello, this is California State Prison..."

Upon hearing this opening remark, Zhuang Qilin frowned. "Hello, I...I'm Zhuang Long. You called me just now and there was a problem with my mobile phone. Could you please tell me about the matter just now? I didn't hear it clearly."

Zhuang Qilin disguised himself as Zhuang Long's voice, but he couldn't hear the difference on the phone.

The prison police didn't doubt, and directly repeated the previous words. After listening to the prison police, Zhuang Qilin's mouth opened wide and turned into an egg shape.

Oh my god, he still has a grandma!

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Qilin's whole person "Kirin" was not good.

No wonder his father reacted so violently, he would be frightened if this matter was put on him.

The mother who has been dead for many years does not matter if she is still alive, but she is still in jail...

Zhuang Qilin sat down next to Zhuang Long, who knew nothing about his arrival. He was still immersed in his thoughts, and many things flashed in his mind. Zhuang Long wanted to reach out his hand to grasp the blurry pictures, but couldn't touch anything.

Zhuang Long's head was full of pain, he hugged his head and couldn't help but groan. Zhuang Qilin was very worried about him. He quickly got up, put a pair of little hands on his father's head, and comforted him quietly, "Dad, I'll rub your head for you."

The child has never learned professional massage at all. The technique is ordinary and it is uncomfortable to press, but it is not uncomfortable. But it was strange that Zhuang Long's irritable heart was soothed by Zhuang Qilin's little hands.

Gradually, Zhuang Long's brain didn't hurt so much.

Seeing that Zhuang Long seemed to feel better, Zhuang Qilin was relieved.

"Okay..." Zhuang Long said suddenly, the voice sounded, and both he and Zhuang Qilin found that the voice was a little bit awkward, like it was hoarse.

Zhuang Long smiled bitterly, and said guiltily to Zhuang Qilin, "I let you see the unpleasant picture again, I'm sorry, but it won't be anymore."

"Dad, don't say that, we are a father and son, we are a family." Zhuang Qilin squeezed his left hand into a fist and punched Zhuang Long on the shoulder. He said, "Blessings are shared, and difficulties are shared."

Zhuang Long was warm in his heart.

He grabbed his son's head and rubbed it hard.

Zhuang Qilin didn't complain about him messing up his hairstyle this time.

"Go back to the room and go to bed." Zhuang Long gave an order to Zhuang Qilin.

Zhuang Qilin hummed and walked out of the room slowly. When he walked to the door, he looked back at Zhuang Long and confirmed that Zhuang Long was really OK, then he returned to the room. After Zhuang Qilin left, the pretentious calmness on Zhuang Long's face disappeared, replaced by a deep look on his face.

This phone call tonight really scared him a bit.

But after being frightened and calming down, what made Zhuang Long most afraid of was that he didn't even remember his mother! This is an abnormal thing. He knows how abnormal his memory is. The books and people he has read are almost unforgettable.

How could he forget his biological mother!

Obviously, what should have happened in his childhood was the kind of event that had a profound impact on him.

That incident caused him to forget his past and blur the appearance of his parents in his mind.

It takes more than six hours to fly from New York to Los Angeles.

He has to leave overnight to get to the prison before the prison opens tomorrow. The prison where Zhuang Long’s mother is detained is San Quentin Prison, located in the San Francisco Bay Area. It is the largest prison in the United States. It houses more than 5,000 criminals, including many notorious criminals and some People are those who have been sentenced to death.

Zhuang Long simply packed his things and got on the plane.

The plane was already online. During the trip, he searched for news about the prison. After reading the report, Zhuang Long was in a particularly mixed mood.

My mother was detained in such a big prison for 28 years. What crime did she commit?

With some doubts, curiosity about his birth mother and...expectations, Zhuang Long finally arrived in San Francisco.

He took a taxi and went straight to the prison.

The driver is a talkative black man. He was surprised when he heard that Zhuang Long was going to prison. After looking carefully at Zhuang Longzai several times, he took the liberty to ask, "Dude, are you going to visit the prison?"

Zhuang Long responded concisely, "Come up."

"Friends?"

Zhuang Long's answer surprised the driver again.

"mother."

The driver was embarrassed, and he asked again, "How long has she been in there?"

"28 years."

The driver opened his mouth, probably in shock.

"That, that's a long time."

He didn't dare to continue to ask.

If he asks-what crime your mother committed, if the passenger responds-perverted homicide. How should he answer? Is it true?

In order not to trouble himself, the driver chose to shut up obediently.

In this way, the driver was silent, and Zhuang Long was also silent. Finally, they arrived at their destination.

This prison is known as the most valuable prison in the United States because it is located by the bay and occupies a good piece of land. In recent years, the government has sent a batch of new equipment to the prison again. The prison living here is not bad.

He stood at the prison gate, smoking a cigarette, staring at the gate that was not like a prison gate, speechless.

The taxi driver who brought him here did not leave either. He was still expecting to send Zhuang Long and the others back to the city.

At this time, the prison was already at work. Zhuang Long stood outside the gate for a moment and saw an old man in his seventies, dressed in a not-so-good-looking, but still neat and clean casual outfit, came out. This old man should have served a long time in prison, and he walked with the stereotypes of old prisoners.

At first glance, it is a criminal who has been tamed by the prison.

Zhuang Long waited for a few more minutes, then the door opened again.

This time, a woman in a gray T-shirt and black trousers walked out of it.

Zhuang Long stared at the woman and narrowed his eyes.

The woman has an oriental face, her hair is gray, her figure is thin, she is about 60 years old, and her face is creases. She was carrying a small bag, and Zhuang Long didn't understand what was worth taking away from the person who was going to leave the prison.

He looked at the woman, staring intently.