Chapter 257

Deep black background.

Golden Mobius ring.

The appearance is smooth, flat and has a special luster.

"This is the city Medal of Mowu, and we hope you two will accept it."

Someone from the government sent two medals.

"Your due honor." The man said with a smile: "if you are an ordinary person, you can't confront Zhen Yingjie at all. You may die in the dark."

The city medal.

A great honor.

This kind of medal has not been awarded for many years.

Over the years, there have been no wars, steady economic development, and few major accidents. Therefore, these city medals have once become rare objects that can only be seen in historical materials.

It's already six in the afternoon.

Lu Wen is still surrounded by a lot of media, who want to know more details.

In the public's witness, the relevant personnel for Lu Wen wear this medal.

The lights flashed all the time.

Wei Boan was blocked on the other side, and there were many questions, mostly asking why he didn't show up in the first place.

At about 8 p.m., the two men were able to cope with a steady stream of problems.

"At last I got out." Wei Boan wiped the sweat on his forehead. "I shouldn't have come down. You have to force me down."

"Isn't it good to get a city medal?" Lu Wen asked with a smile.

"It's not food."

Speaking of rice, Wei Boan is really hungry.

He is of this build.

Under normal circumstances.

Four to five meals a day.

Every meal is rich in nutrients.

But recently, I have been too busy, so I have recovered to the level of three meals a day.

"Go and eat for yourself. I have to pick up another one." He said.

"Zhen Yingcai?"

"Well."

"Let's go and invite him to dinner."

This time, the situation can be reversed thanks to the information provided by Zhen Yingcai.

Fortunately, Zhen Yingjie always thought that Wei Boan just wanted to investigate illegal drugs.

If the old man knew from the beginning that he was going to attack him, he would arrange for his brother to be monitored, or even locked up in a cell.

This is the advantage of poor information.

Around nine in the evening.

In the mental hospital, the middle-aged man who had been locked up for many years went through the discharge procedures.

Until now.

His mind is still full of the word "unbelievable.".

"Free?"

Zhen Yingcai walked out of the hospital.

The outside world I haven't seen for a long time.

It is still prosperous.

The brilliant night scene was reflected in his cloudy eyes.

The coming and going vehicles bring innumerable earthly breath.

Until completely standing on the outside soil, the middle-aged man was finally determined.

I'm really free.

"My brother, he..."

"The trial hasn't started yet, but it must be indefinite. There's no hope of probation. I'll spend the rest of my life in prison." He said.

"Well It's still here. "

Consanguinity is hard to give up after all.

During his years in the mental hospital, Zhen Yingcai always hoped that his brother would repent one day and do something for the common people.

"What would you like to eat?"

Kevin looked at him.

The middle-aged man thought that he had been in the mental hospital for too long, and the opportunity to come out was exchanged for his brother's imprisonment.

He was suddenly a little confused at the moment.

Zhen Yingcai walked a few steps along the street and saw a fast food restaurant.

He went in.

I ordered fried chicken, coke and chips.

"When I was a child, my family was poor. At that time, I wanted to eat these things most." "At that time, I always thought that rich people would eat hamburgers and fried chicken every day. I thought that if they had money, they would eat hamburgers and fried chicken every day."

"It seems that I was in a good situation when I was a child."

Wei Boan recalled for a moment.

"Although my parents died early, the relatives who raised me all the time were relatively rich. I used to eat this kind of food when I was a child, and after I was 18 years old, my parents inherited the money from me."

He was carrying two buckets.