Chapter 955

The two strong men nodded their heads desperately and said nothing at all.

The two men have been stupefied by the scene.

The police came in and handcuffed the two hands of the tomb.

At the moment of handcuffing, his hands finally began to shake violently

The fear and panic from the bottom of my heart, like the twists and turns of a vine, just pretended to show the calm, now a little bit of disintegration, he is just an ordinary person.

"Shake something." The police watched the tomb in Southern Song Dynasty.

There was no reply from the tomb in the south of Song Dynasty. He glanced at jiangbeize behind him with his eyes.

"It has nothing to do with him. I killed people."

"None of them can run."

The police took all the people present and took them to the police station in three cars.

The tomb of the Southern Song Dynasty, jiangbeize and the two strong men were held in four interrogation rooms for interrogation.

The four men told the story of the crime honestly, and there was not much difference between their words.

48 hours later, jiangbeize and the two men were released. Song Nan's tomb killed people and was held in criminal detention, waiting for the court of appeal to pronounce a sentence, usually within three months.

"I'll help you find a lawyer and the best lawyer. Don't worry. I didn't tell your brother about this. He called you two days ago. I said you were busy with your work, so he didn't ask any more."

Jiangbeize to visit, across a glass, red eyes.

"I'm sorry..."

Song Nan's tomb disagreed, "what are you sorry for me? That man, in the end, loves me and becomes ill. Generally speaking, I have involved you."

"If only you hadn't met me."

Jiangbeize said this, the face of the tomb in Southern Song Dynasty sank to the bottom.

"Take back what you just said, I take it seriously."

“……”

Jiangbeize will not say, just quietly watching him, want to cry first, only to find that nothing can be said, so looking at him is the best.

"I'll find you the best lawyer, don't worry." Jiangbeize repeated it again.

"I know a lawyer. You can find him. He's a former friend. He's reliable."

"OK I see. "

Song Nan tomb raised a hand, across the glass, and pasted it on his hair.

"You go to have your hair cut. Your bangs are long, so you can't see your eyes."

Jiangbeize doesn't want to be seen by him.

Because he was crying.

The tomb of Southern Song Dynasty was laid down.

"Listen, I've registered a company now. I'll tell you the specific operation. You take care of it for me. Before I come out, this company will be in your charge."

"Why do you still remember the company Think about how many sentences you're going to get! "

"I'm confident that I can spend the rest of my life with you. Listen to me and take good care of the company. In the future, I will be the chairman of the board, you will be the general manager, we will have a good time, and I will take you to the world."

Jiangbeize nodded and said yes.

When it was time to visit, jiangbeize turned around and left. The tomb of Southern Song Dynasty stared at his figure. His face sank a little more easily. His eyes were full of haze and sadness.

*The tomb of Southern Song Dynasty is not the first time to squat.

In the past, he was young and vigorous, and he had been involved in fights and fights. At that time, he was not afraid of anything without awe and bottom line.

Now he's really scared.

I'm afraid I can't see the sun tomorrow.

Afraid to wake up, only a cold body.

"Oh, wild brother is in the game again."

Here comes the lawyer, dressed in a suit, with shiny black hair, and carefully combed up.

Song Nan's tomb was originally copied in his hair with both hands. When he heard the sound, he raised his eyes. His eyes were messy and complicated.

"What about your yellow hair?"

"It's early cut. What's the time? Do you think it's the time when you fought?"

Yellow hair has come out in recent years.

Song Nan's tomb heard about him. He was admitted to law school in University, and then graduated to become a lawyer. He is also a lawyer who has made a living.

"I didn't want to take your case."

Huang Mao sat down in front of the tomb in Southern Song Dynasty, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him.

Song Nan's tomb waved. "The police station should take care of it. Don't smoke it."

Huang Mao smiled and said, "you've become a counsellor in recent years."

"Let's get down to business. What happened to my case?"

"It's nothing, it's not very difficult. I'm afraid I'll screw it up for you. What can I do if you have no time?"

"Try it."

Song South tomb four words, with a smile.

Huang Mao also smiled, "you are so brave. You are not afraid that I will stab you in the back when you ask me to be your defense lawyer?"

"When Chi smiled, I didn't wear a green hat for you, so I'm not afraid of stabbing you.""You've studied psychology, haven't you?"

"I call it friendship."

“…… You're not defending yourself. "

Yellow hair's eyes became serious.

"You've been fooled in defense, so it's impossible to be safe and let go."

"Go on."

Song Nan wanted to smoke in the tomb. He held back. Before Huang Mao came, he had already got ready.

"Ten to thirty years, at least ten years. You have a number."

"At least ten years?" Song nanmu asked once.

Huang Mao nodded, not joking. He grew up with each other. He was no longer a gangster who had done evil.

There was no sound in the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty.

No one spoke. There was a long empty window in the middle. It was so quiet that it made people feel numb.

"Oh, I see."

Song Nan's tomb shrugged.

"It depends on your ability. After I get out of prison, I will be 30 or 50. It's all in you."

"Hey, Sao Nian, I'm under a lot of pressure from you!"

Huang Mao snuffed out the smoke, and his little thumb was nodding down.

"If the sentence is unreasonable, you can appeal again!"

"No, believe it."

Believe you!

He is only two words in this area, which makes his psychological pressure a thousand times higher.

……

Next, Huang Mao visited the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty many times.

As a defense lawyer, he needs to study the whole case, including the causes and consequences, the relationship between the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty and the Song Dynasty.

All these need the cooperation of the tomb in Southern Song Dynasty.

"If necessary, you need your brother to do human witness cooperation." Said Huang Mao.

The tomb of Southern Song Dynasty was stunned.

The next second, he shouted, "my brother is out of touch with this matter. Eight poles can't go to one side!"

"But the dead know your brother, don't they?"

"So what? There are more people she knows. "

Song Nan's tomb then grabbed Huang Mao's hand.

"Please Don't tell my brother about it, will you? On this matter, I beg you. "

He finally persuaded song Yikai to accept his love.

If song Yikai knows now that he has killed people and wants to go to prison, he will be really finished after he is released from prison.

Yellow hair sighed.

"I see. You song Nanye knelt down for me to beat for that kid's notebook. Now you live to be a dog for that kid."

"Better than walking dead."

Huang Mao left, and the man who sent rice to the tomb of Southern Song came here.

It has to be said that Song Nan tomb is the most handsome and young one among these people.

"Young man, you're so bad for women. It's all men who come to see you." He joked.

“……”

Song Nan's tomb didn't pick up a conversation. He lowered his head to pick up a meal. Usually he could have a few words with the eldest brother. Today, he was in no mood. He was full of thoughts about song Yikai. His elder brother in Yuncheng worried about him all day long.

He is unfilial.

"Oh, another man is coming."

When he finished, the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty raised its eyes.

With a bang, all the chopsticks and bowls in his hands fell off.

"Brother..."

Four eyes are opposite.

Today, song Yikai is dressed in a very simple, shabby gray jacket, and his face is haggard. Looking at his heart, Song Nan's tomb is like being pierced. He says "I'm sorry" stuck in his throat and rolled up and down.

"I'm sorry."

Song Yikai is the one who said that.

Song Yikai raised his hand and shook himself.

"Brother is not good. Who is the person you are introduced to?"

“……”

"My fault! At the beginning, if I accept you earlier, there will be no farce now! It's my fault. I shouldn't use my set to force you. I should be punished. I'm sorry for your too much! "

Said, raised the hand to give oneself a slap again.

His face turned red at once.

The rest of the cell looked this way.

In Song Yikai's third slap, Song Nan's tomb seized his hand.

"You're not sorry!"

He said.

"Elder brother, you don't know how lucky I am to be born in the old song family. I burned Gaoxiang in my last life!"

Song Yikai's two lines burst into tears. "You son, what did you say before that you don't have a surname song in the next life? I'd rather you didn't have a surname song as long as I knew you had today!"

"Come on, don't be a fan. It's really OK. Your brother will die."

"If you die, I'll jump off!"

Song Yikai shouted at the top of his voice.

This scared the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty. The second time Huang Mao came here, he was threatened by various threats and inducements. He told Huang Mao to fight for the greatest rights and interests, or he would be a woman.Huang Mao said nothing: "I'm under a lot of pressure these days, OK! It's a good day to have court the day after tomorrow, your birthday! "

Song Nan's tomb was stunned.

"I Tomorrow's birthday? "

"Oh, I remember. You forgot it yourself?"

The tomb of Southern Song Dynasty has a face that is speechless.

The next day he got up early, washed his face, washed his teeth and teeth several times, knowing that jiangbeize would surely come today.

Waiting for a day, did not wait for jiangbeize to come.

It was dark. The tomb of Southern Song Dynasty was leaning against the wall, crouching to sleep.

I had a dream that in the classroom, a boy was flirting with jiangbeize. He was so angry that he lifted the table of others and then picked it up and beat it up.

Then he was killed and said he would be sentenced to death.

I woke up with a cold sweat and a cold sweat on my forehead.

At this time, he found that it was dark outside. He couldn't see the moon, and he didn't know how about the stars. Many of them were shining in the sky.

He suddenly felt as cold as ever.

It has never been cold since I was born.

The loneliness that has been abandoned by the whole world is full of every cell in the whole body.

Song Nan's tomb bowed its head to the palm and took two gulps of heat, cold

Squatting like this, my legs are numb.

"Boy, little white face has come to see you."

Song Nan tomb "rub" raised his head, eyes a bright.

The dinner delivery man chuckled, "look how happy you are. It's like a dog seeing a bone."

"You lied to me?!"

"Tut Tut, what place do you think the detention center is? It's good for you to eat, drink and live in it. It's also a single cell for you. You think it's a home for the elderly, and the family members can come to see it if they want to come?"

I just took a handful of melon seeds and sat on the ground with my legs crossed.

"Oh, you are so young. You will appeal tomorrow. I don't know how many years you can be sentenced. You are just in your early twenties. You have spent all your good youth here. It's hard..."

"You have so much rubbish today." Song Nan's tomb picked his ears.

I don't think your family is very powerful. Your brother didn't come to see you two days ago? If you look at the rest of the rooms, how can you let so many people in? There is no crack in the wall except for the lawyer. "

“…… I don't want to explain it to you. "

Song Nan's tomb continued to lie down.

He squatted like this until dawn. His legs were completely unconscious. He didn't wait for jiangbeize to come.

I don't know what it's like to be 21 years old.

He met jiangbeize when he was 16, left his hometown when he was 18, and killed when he was 21

All madness and madness are due to that one person.

……

The court is in session.

Song Nan's tomb was handcuffed and taken to court.

He hasn't seen the sun for a long time. What is more dazzling than the sun is jiangbeize sitting in the audience.

He stood there, dressed in the black guards they had bought when they were shopping. He saw him at first sight.

Across the crowd, he looked at him, and then the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty took the lead in taking back his eyes.

Huang Mao is well prepared. Today, he is spitting, his brain and intelligence are online. At last, the judge ordered him for ten years.

The elder sister of Song Dynasty was unconvinced and appealed.

There was not much expression on the face of Song Nan's tomb, so he was taken down after the trial.

"Ten years, boy, it's been very good."

I like to talk to the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty most, but there is not much expression on its face.

He was lying in a small bed, sleeping in a daze. Before dawn, he heard someone call his name.

Rubbed bleary eyes to see past, on a white face, sleepy insect ran away more than half.

"Am I dreaming?"

Jiang Beize was embarrassed to scratch his hair. "Yesterday, on your birthday, I begged outside the police station for a day, and they wouldn't let me in. They said that today's court session, family members can't enter. Happy birthday It's a little late. "

A small chocolate cake pushed in.

The length and width are just right. It can just drill in along the two railings of the door.

Song Nan's tomb shed tears, crying all the time, looking up, but the tears still fell down.

Jiangbeize put his arm in and tried to wipe his tears. "What's the matter? Is it uncomfortable? It's OK. We're not afraid of the other party's appeal. The lawyer said that there won't be too much change. Don't worry. "

“……”

The tomb in the south of Song Dynasty was speechless. He took a deep breath and wiped his tears with his sleeve.

Jiangbeize was very sad. He cried, and he also shed tears.

"I'll be with you for ten years. I'll come to see you every day, tell you stories, and the company you registered with. I'll take care of it for you now. Don't worry. I'm sure I'll fix it for you.""I thought you didn't want me!"

The sleeves hung down, revealing the red eyes.

He didn't cry so much. He didn't cry so much when he quarreled with his brother. He didn't cry so much when he killed someone. He even thought he was going to be sentenced to no time.

Jiangbei Ze tears into laughter.

"How could it be No, I have to follow my brother nan to eat, drink, have fun and travel around the world. Don't abandon my incompetence. "

Song Nan's tomb snorted, "last night I was here waiting for you to come here. My legs are numb."

"I squatted at the door of the police station yesterday, and my legs were numb..."

“……”

The tomb of Southern Song Dynasty stopped talking, and the gloomy mood became smooth.

"No regrets?"

Three words, words into the buckle.

How can jiangbeize not understand his meaning, shake his head without hesitation, "not regret."

"Just gave you a chance, you said it yourself."

"Well, I said, more than gold."

……

Song's sister finally gave up the appeal.

According to jiangbeize, it was Song Yikai who knelt in front of others and begged them not to appeal.

"He's a puma!"

Song Nan's tomb scolded and his eyes were red.

"He's just my brother, I'm just his brother. We have been living together since childhood."

"I know. Don't worry. I will take good care of brother Yikai during this period. As for the rest When you are 30 years old, you can slowly honor him. "

"Well."

……

In ten years, speaking is fast, speaking is slow.

It's like when Song Nan tomb was 6 years old, his parents divorced, and when he was 16, he met jiangbeize.

He felt that the ten years had been agonizing and long.

From 16 to 21 years old, it's another five years, but that five years is a blink of an eye. It's like the past five months. Before we can remember, the time has slipped away.

Early in the morning, the tomb of Southern Song stroked its chin.

I felt a circle of stubble.

He hooked his mouth to the mirror.

Oh, he's 30 years old.

No His birthday just passed yesterday. He's 31.

"Boy, you're out of jail today."

It seems that the man who delivers rice has the ability of freezing age. Ten years ago, he is still a virtuous man. Apart from his white hair and wrinkled face, he likes to squint his eyes and smile at him.

Song Nan's tomb also laughed, "I'm thirty, and I'm still young."

"That's the old boy!"

A word amused the tomb of Southern Song Dynasty.

The moment when I came out, I felt more relaxed than ever.

And I feel the weight I've never felt before.

Relaxation is a farewell to the past.

All the past, joys and sorrows, are left in this prison with time.

Weight is the weight of the future.

He is really a man.

A man who has been eroded and polished by time.

Song Nan's tomb closed its eyes and took a breath.

The September day of muddy city is cool, and the air from the ground is clean.

"Nange!"

Hearing the clear and familiar voice, Song Nan's tomb opened its eyes and looked at the past. Then it directly saw jiangbeize standing under the tree without any barrier.

Jiang Beize cut his hair and handed it a white coat in his hand.

"Come and get you Nange."

Song Nan's tomb held its arms and drooped its black eyes. "I used to call you Nange, but I didn't call you dead or alive."

"I have been used to it for more than ten years. What will I call you later?"

"What do you call it In those days, everyone was his second brother. "

It's also about old things.

Jiang Beize also smiled, "now I can't think of anyone else. That person is far away in the sky and near in front of me. "

" always want to? "

"Always wanted to."

There is a loud voice.

Song Nan tomb finally smiled.

……

His first 30 years seem to have been wasted.

But compared with other people, he lived so thoroughly, so free and easy, so bright.

He is a tomb in Southern Song Dynasty.

South of Nanshan, Tomb of cemetery.

He has been deviant all his life.