Chapter 29 (2/2)

If Qin Lang didn’t hear it personally, he would even thought that he heard wrong.

A person’s heart was indeed really hard to guess.

On the surface, the middle-aged policeman was an evil person, but who would have knew that he was only scaring Qin Lang. In reality, he was a person that followed good morals.

“Captan Liu, this is the orders of the higher-ups!”

“But——”

“No buts! Old Liu, it can be said that you are an experienced police, and you should know the severity…Whatever, I won’t bother wasting my breath on you. Little Zhao, you deal with this. Bring that brat to the Little Zangou (Xiao’Zhan’Gou) detention centre!”

“Yes sir!…”

6 o’clock at night. Usually at this time it would be time for Qin Lang’s dinner, and before, at this time, Qin Lang and a group of male students would rush as if they were racing towards the school’s cafeteria. “Appet.i.te and pleasure are only natural”, and it seemed that fighting over food was also a pleasure. But today, he could only stay hungry.

Within 10 minutes, Qin Lang arrived at the Little Zangou detention centre located at the suburbs of Summer Sun City.

No one cared whether he ate dinner or not, and the police at the detention house brought him into an 8-man room.

It seemed fairly similar to the school’s dorm, but Qin Lang knew that this place and the school’s place were like h.e.l.l and Heaven.

Luckily, the other “roommates” most likely went to eat dinner, and didn’t return to the cell yet, so the atmosphere wasn’t too oppressive.

Clang!

The steel door of the prison cell heavily closed.

But, at the next instant, the steel doors reopened, and the jailer said impatiently, “Come with me to the meeting room. Someone wants to visit you!”

“Who?” Qin Lang asked suspiciously.

“Your cla.s.smate!”

“I don’t want to go.” In the current situation, Qin Lang really did not want to talk to any cla.s.smate. The things that happened today were just too chaotic. He needed some time to clear up his mind, and also to find ways to shake away the suspicions.

“That’s not up to you!” The jailer reached over to Qin Lang and pushed him out. He was actually forcing Qin Lang to see this person.

After a moment, Qin Lang saw the so-called “cla.s.smate”.

To be honest, Qin Lang really didn’t have such a “cla.s.smate” that was so old. This guy was almost 30 years old, with a tall and st.u.r.dy build. He was even an Uighur person. Also, his aquiline nose gave people a malicious feeling, and just with a glance you could tell that this person was no kind person, and also extremely sinister.

“Qin Lang, do you know you are here? It’s because I got people to take you here!”

After saying that sentence, the person revealed a wild smile, and said to Qin Lang with hatred, “I am Sankun!”

“So it’s you, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d.” Qin Lang coldly snorted. Sankun could be considered to be a fierce character in Summer Sun City in which the colour of a person’s face would change when they heard his name. But, in Qin Lang’s eyes, he was only some gang head of an Uighur group.

“Brat, I heard you could fight. But, I’m sure that you’ve also heard that in the Little Zangou detention centre, most of the inmates are violent criminals!” Sankun was obviously threatening with his tone.

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