Beautiful Man

After Harin left, the prison guard did not transfer Jason to the cell, but asked him to wait in place.

Jason frowned: It's so late, is there anyone else to interview?

It didn't take long for his doubts to be resolved.

James Wesley, in a suit and leather shoes, shiny leather shoes, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, walked into the interrogation room.

Jason's expression was a little surprised.

He thought about countless possibilities, but didn't expect Wesley to come to him.

In the next moment, Jason guessed his intention.

Wesley sat opposite, neither of them spoke first.

Looking at each other for a long time, Wesley couldn't help but said: "Jason, how are you doing?"

Jason said lightly: "It's not bad. There are places to eat, drink and sleep, and there are people to chat with you every day, and you don't have to worry about being chased by the enemy. It's good."

Wesley smiled without going around, and said straightforwardly: "Your head is so smart, you should have guessed what I came from."

Jason exhaled from his nostrils: "Hehe, why didn't the old dog Jinhui come here in person."

"He is very busy."

"Isn't New York fighting hard these days? What's he up to?"

"Some personal matters, it is not convenient for me to deal with."

"Private matter?"

Jason suddenly became interested and sat upright and asked, "He talked about his girlfriend again?"

Wesley looked embarrassed and coughed softly: "Perhaps."

"Then has he succeeded? Is the object male or female? Black or white?"

Wesley helped his glasses and interrupted him: "Okay, Jason, don't say anything about me. It doesn't make sense for you to do this. I'll just say it straight. I am entrusted by Jin Bin to come to you. Transactional."

"transaction?"

Jason showed a disdainful expression: "I am in jail now, with no desires and desires, what can he give me a gangster?"

Wesley's eyes lit up: "So, that secret exists."

"I have a secret all over me, and there is a big secret in my crotch, which one do you ask?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid! It is to let you quickly increase your speed and strength within a few days, as well as the secret of fighting skills."

Fighting skills may have an epiphany overnight, but strength and speed can only be polished by hard training day and night.

Jin Bin, a fighting madman, has a deep understanding of this, so he is particularly concerned about Jason's secret.

"Oh, you said that secret, of course it exists! But the question is, what can Kim give me?"

"We can..."

"Stop! Let me interrupt! Don't say anything to improve my quality of life in prison."

"Such words are said in my ear every day, and I am tired of hearing them."

"As long as I casually reveal a little bit of information to them, I will be able to eat big fish and meat all at once, so please change something fresh."

After listening to Jason, Wesley rubbed his temples with a headache.

Before coming, he expected that this trip would be difficult to produce results.

Unexpectedly, Jason spent a few days in jail, becoming more difficult than before.

………………

Prison office building, in a dark room.

A three-meter-long and one-meter-wide dining table is placed in the center of the room, and a few candles are placed on the table, filled with various exotic foods.

The two sat across from each other, and Daniel introduced the origins of these dishes to Harlem in turn.

"This is Japanese grilled wagyu, this is Australian M12 sirloin steak, this is French baked snails and foie gras caviar, this is Russian grilled sausage, this is New Zealand oysters, and this is Chinese Mapo tofu. ..."

Harlem was covering her mouth with a touched smile on her face.

Daniel explained: "I don't know what you like to eat. This is the food I found from all over New York, I hope it will suit your taste."

Harlem folded her hands and said excitedly: "Daniel, thank you for the great dinner."

Daniel waved his hand and said proudly: "Don't rush to say thank you, the protagonist hasn't appeared yet."

As he said, he carefully took out a bottle of red wine: "This is the red wine of Chateau Lafite. I have not been willing to drink it for 82 years."

Opening the red wine with a corkscrew, Daniel got up to pour the red wine for the two of them, and then toasted: "Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Three rounds of wine and five flavors.

Under Harlem's conscious toasting frequently, a bottle of Lafite quickly drank.

The cheeks of both of them were a little red, but it was obvious that Daniel was in a much better condition, but Harlen was a little bit drunk.

"Daniel, the wine is gone."

Harlem tilted her head and threw the empty wine glass on the table.

Seeing her half drunk and half awake, Daniel smiled from ear to ear.

Hey, drunk, there is hope tonight.

"Wait a minute, I have plenty of fine wines in my collection."

After speaking, he walked into the office and took out a few bottles of whiskey he treasured.

Drinking wine before whiskey, he was obviously going to get Harlem drunk.

Dinner continued.

After you come and I drank three bottles of whiskey, both sides are almost reaching the limit.

Harlem glanced at the watch.

9:35!

There are only 25 minutes left before the robbery.

She stood up and walked out staggeringly, and Daniel hurried over to help her.

"Harlem, you are drunk. I'll take you home."

"No, I'm not drunk. I haven't seen what a prison in the middle of the night is like. Take me to see it."

"Okay! I'll accompany you if you want to go."

The two supported each other and staggered to the vicinity of the monitoring room. Harlem pointed to the door and said: "I am a doctor. I can't let the prisoner see me drunk. Let's go to the monitoring room."

Daniel's brain was in chaos, and without thinking, he knocked on the door of the surveillance room with her.

The surveillance room is heavily guarded. In order to prevent prisoners from rioting and looting the surveillance room, this heavy iron door can only be opened from the inside.

"Warden, what are you?"

The seven prison guards on night shift looked at the two dumbfoundedly.

"Dr. Harlem is going to write a paper about the prison. I will take her to visit."

Daniel lied casually, then took Harlen's hand and walked to the monitor screen.

"This super-large monitoring screen is divided into fifty small screens, which are switched every 20 seconds, monitoring everything inside and outside the prison without blind spots."

Harlem's blurred eyes instantly cleared, and quickly remembered everything she saw in her mind.

"Hani, what are these buttons for?"

Daniel struck a wine barrier and explained: "These are the switches that control the cell door. When the prisoner releases the air, he uses this button to open the cell door."

"Where are these next?"

"These are the switches that control the gates of the entire prison. If a riot occurs in one area, close the gates of this area, and then press this button, and the spray device on the top can spray tear gas to subdue them."

"Then...this one."

As a curious baby, Ha Lin asked all the operations in the monitoring room, but Daniel, a naive man, answered all questions.

Although several prison guards knew that the warden's behavior was inappropriate, they dared not say a word.

Wouldn't it be boring to tear down the boss's desk on this occasion?

"Oh I see."

After knowing all the operations in the monitoring room, Ha Lin quietly moved between the two prison guards and touched the guards' guns.

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Thank you [Mo Miyan Stam] for the 100-point reward!