Chapter 61 Chapter 3

In Fangfeng Square, the local dog escorted Zhang Haifeng from the second-floor courtyard to the iron gate of the square. The guard opened the iron gate, and the local dog led A into the Fangfeng Square.The two had just walked into the square when Wang Lingyu, who was opposite, walked over with a notebook while reading it.Walking to the front, Wang Lingyu suddenly raised her head and saw Zhang Haifeng, both of them were stunned. The earth dog greeted Wang Lingyu: "Hey, it's Doctor Wang, are you busy?" Wang Lingyu came back to her senses: "Oh, it's Mr. Chen!" The earth dog: "Hello, Doctor Wang, hello, Doctor Wang!"

Wang Lingyu nodded absent-mindedly, and A stepped forward excitedly: "Xiao Yu, it's really... really you?" Wang Lingyu looked at A, her expression had regained her composure, and said in a strange and polite way: "Oh, it's Deputy Director Zhang, I didn't expect you to be in the Baishan Pavilion!" Zhang Haifeng nodded: "Yes, we... haven't seen each other for a long time! " Wang Lingyu: "Yes, how has Deputy Director Zhang been all these years?" Zhang Haifeng seemed a little uncomfortable with Wang Lingyu's politeness: "Oh, it's okay, how are you?"

Wang Lingyu: "Thank you, Deputy Director Zhang, for your concern. I'm fine!" Zhang Haifeng nodded, not knowing what to say. "Okay, let's go!" The earth dog pushed Zhang Haifeng, and the two continued to walk forward. A did not look back.Wang Lingyu stood there for a few steps before leaving. A walked slowly to the edge of the square and sat down on a bench.Thoughts fluctuated in my heart.He raised his head, the square was desolate, the cold wind was blowing the rags hanging on the wire on the wall, and all the prisoners were sitting listlessly. At the place where Chen Wenhai died, a prisoner was holding a large bucket, pouted his buttocks, and vigorously scrubbed the blood on the ground. The bricks and stones on the ground were stained red with blood.

A looked at the scene in front of him, and just sat there quietly, and he didn't know how long it had passed.Suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Deputy Director Zhang, do you have any cigarettes?" A turned his head and saw a prisoner named Feng Jinjun smiling flatteringly at him. A: "How do you know my surname is Zhang?" Feng Jinjun smiled: "Oh! Who doesn't know the name of Deputy Director Zhang? Aren't you the deputy director of the Chongqing Municipal Military Supplies Department? I went to your place before I was imprisoned! But a small person like me, Deputy Director Zhang must not remember, hehe..."

A looked at Feng Jinjun coldly: "Sorry, I don't have a cigarette!" Feng Jinjun: "Ah, thank you, thank you!" Feng Jinjun smiled at A, and walked unsteadily towards the edge of the square.On the edge of the square, the guard, Lao Tu, was smoking a cigarette.Feng Jinjun walked up to Lao Tu and smiled flatteringly: "Mr. Tu, do you want to smoke a cigarette?" Old Tu squinted and scolded: "His grandma's, want another cigarette?" Feng Jinjun said with a playful smile: "Mr. Tu, give me one!" Lao Tu took out a cigarette case from his pocket. It was an iron cigarette case, and there were three cigarettes left in it. Lao Tu took out one and said, "If you change it for me, I will give it to you!" Feng Jinjun hurriedly took it, flattering To: "No problem, no problem!"

Feng Jinjun took the cigarette in Lao Tu's hand, shook it twice: "You are watching!" After finishing speaking, Feng Jinjun's hand "swiped" in the air, and the cigarette in his hand-disappeared! Lao Tu's eyes widened: "His grandma's, where did it go?" Feng Jinjun said mysteriously, "It's still in your cigarette case!" Lao Tu hurriedly fumbled in his pocket and took out the cigarette case, opened it, and sure enough, there were three cigarettes inside. Lao Tu was stunned: "It's his grandma's, okay boy?" Feng Jinjun flattered: "How is it, Mr. Tu?"

Old Tu smiled: "Not bad, not bad! Take it!" Old Tu threw the cigarette to Feng Jinjun, Feng Jinjun took it with a nod and bowed his head: "Thank you, Mr. Tu, thank you, Mr. Tu!" Feng Jinjun took the cigarette, and Lao Tu lit it for him, Feng Jinjun took a puff contentedly, saw a half cigarette butt on the ground, quickly picked it up, and glanced at the brand of the cigarette butt. Feng Jinjun returned to A's side in a desperate manner: "Deputy Director Zhang, would you like a cigarette? Chongqing Gate? It's a good cigarette!" Feng Jinjun handed the whole cigarette to A.

A: "Sorry, I don't smoke!" Feng Jinjun chuckled twice, sat down beside him, stroked the cigarette butt, knocked it twice, then stuffed it into his pocket like a baby, and happily smoked the cigarette butt in his hand. A ignored Feng Jinjun and quietly watched the other prisoners in the square.