Chapter 1255 (2/2)
It is true that the prison was built on a low mountain. In fact, the highest point is only three or four hundred meters.
It took them an hour to get to the gate of the prison.
Because Xing Sen had already called the warden, everything was smooth. They drove the car in directly.
The warden was a strong bald man, a little taller than Li Su. He looked a bit fierce, but he looked like a prisoner.
After a self introduction, the warden gave Li Su and others to his assistant.
The assistant took them to a separate visiting room.
According to the original plan, Li Su was going to ask the bodyguard with Ouyang Cong.
But just as the bodyguard was about to arrive, Li Su suddenly left his seat and went outside the visiting room.
Ouyang Cong looks at Li Su's back as he leaves, and his face looks as if he suddenly has a smile
More question marks.
Before he could ask what happened to Li Su, Li Su had already gone out, and the bodyguard was also brought in.
Li Su stood outside, quietly observing the situation inside through the glass window.
At the first sight of the bodyguard, he knew that this man was not just a bodyguard.
The bodyguard's body was thin and his eyes were dull, as if his soul had been taken away.
He looked up at the man sitting opposite the glass and lowered his head.
Ouyang Cong coughed and said, ”I'm the first one to come here to see you?”
”The first one.”
”Do you know what I'm here for?
”I know.”
”Oh? Tell me about it
”For my murder.” Ouyang Cong helped his glasses and continued: ”I already know that the real killer is not you.”
Hearing this, the man raised his head for the second time.
But this time, his eyes were full of malice, as if he wanted to swallow the opposite life alive.
Although Ouyang Cong was young, he had seen a lot of strong winds and waves, so he was not moved at all.
”Do you mean to admit this look?” Ouyang Cong asked.
The man's eyes softened, and the corners of his mouth even showed a shallow smile.
”You should know it's a waste of time,” he said
”You may think I'm just joking.”
”I am the murderer, the court has ruled, and I have confessed.”
”Do you have any relatives in your family?”
The man's eyes trembled, as if touched by the words.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Ouyang Cong continued: ”it doesn't matter. You don't want to say that I can't ask.”
As like as two peas, Ouyang Cong asked for details of the case, which was exactly the same as the transcript.
In the end, they didn't get too many clues. The only useful information was the bodyguard, not just a bodyguard.