Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

More than three months after Han Sen came back, that is, in the spring, the four-year sentence of intoxication in Rome prison expired.

Shen Zui worked as an accountant in a construction company before. He has worked as an accountant in small and medium-sized enterprises for many years. He has rich experience and a meticulous mind. Although he looks gentle and elegant, he is actually a very good military advisor and conspirator by nature. Home.

As we all know, in the business world, it can be said that accountants' fraudulent accounting is one of the necessary skills for accountants, especially for those small and medium-sized enterprises.

That greedy and fat boss has always been doing tax evasion by making fake accounts intoxicated, but that idiot said everything when he was drunk and boastful, and was caught by his opponent and wrote a letter with information When he arrived at the IRS, he was also caught in jail along with Shen Zui.

The boss was convicted of a felony for tax evasion, while Shen Zui was jointly and severally liable, and his certificate as a senior accountant was revoked, and he spent four years in a Roman prison.

"Goodbye, my good brother!"

Shen Zui packed his things, and handed them over to the jailer to check for any contraband according to the release procedure. At the same time, he was given some time to say goodbye to Han Sen.

"Shen Zui, I hope everything goes well after you go out."

Han Sen sat on a stool in the corridor, staring straight at Shen Zui.

Shen Zui lowered his head and smiled, sat next to Han Sen, licked his lips, then took out a white card from his pocket and handed it to Han Sen, looked at Han Sen with a smile and said: "It says The apartment address of my father and mother, now they have all returned to China, the apartment I lived in before is mortgaged, my girlfriend lives there now, when you come out, come and find me, I will wait for you over there Yes, the phone number at home will not be changed."

Han Sen pulled his lips and smiled silently. He lowered his head and looked seriously at the thin and strong Chinese characters written by Shen Zui on it. He just smiled, and the smile on his face was fleeting. He said in a deep voice: " I'm going to be here for another five years."

Shen Zui gave a low cough, looked around, and whispered to Han Sen beside him, "Han Sen, don't you know who you are now?"

"What's the meaning."

Han Sen turned his head to look at Shen Zui. Shen Zui was extremely smart. He could think of many things that others could not think of.

Drunk said in a deep voice:

"Han Sen, although there are still some Italians around Nietzsche, none of them have gained Nietzsche's trust. As long as Nietzsche is still serving his sentence in prison, then you will be Nietzsche's right-hand man. Naturally, you have been important to him this year. It goes without saying.

So, you have to take advantage of this. As long as Nietzsche is willing, you can be paroled for as long as you want during your sentence. There will be no problem, and you are not a murderer who has committed a felony. If you put the sentence up and down, neither the warden nor the judge will say anything.

And Nietzsche.Lutheran's net worth is frighteningly rich, spending some money on you is like buying a pack of cigarettes, so don't be too disappointed, think about your current status! "

What Shen Zui didn't know was that the chief prosecutor who had been closely monitoring Nietzsche's criminal group had been cut off by his own hands.

That noble head was probably really fed to the dogs.

Shen Zui looked at Han Sen straight, and found that Han Sen was still silent, so Shen Zui reached out and patted Han Sen's shoulder, and smiled softly.

Han Sen raised his eyebrows silently, and smiled silently with his lips drawn.

Han Sen didn't say anything, but Shen Zui had long been used to this good brother's more and more silent personality over the past year, so he continued: "Continue to study on the weekend courses, you are making really fast progress now, I and the professor at that university Talked about it, he will pay attention to you, brother, you will be the best!"

Han Sen nodded,

"Thanks for the reminder, bro."

"Okay, I should go."

Seeing the jailer responsible for sending him out, Shen Zui gave Han Sen a gentle smile, then stood up and said to the jailer, "I'm ready."

The jailer nodded and said to Shen Zui:

"Come with me."

Shen Zui got up and followed the jailer to pick up his belongings. Han Sen looked at Shen Zui's back, got up and walked towards the playground.

Nietzsche, who was wearing a black button-down shirt and black slacks, was sitting upright on a bench in the playground, looking at the playground expressionlessly, observing everyone silently.

Han Sen turned his head and looked at the playground. A group of Chinese were playing basketball, surrounded by crowds of onlookers.

There are several new faces standing behind Nietzsche. They are all Italian gangsters who came here in the past six months. They all eagerly surround Nietzsche, but Nietzsche doesn't seem to pay much attention to them, but he doesn't say to drive them away. .

Probably too lazy to do so.

Those men were all standing behind Nietzsche with their backs leaning on the barbed wire fence. It seemed that they felt very proud to be behind Nietzsche Lutheran, but Han Sen was the only person next to Nietzsche right now.

In any case, Han Sen's performance this year has been relatively well-behaved and honest, and his sincerity towards Nietzsche is visible to everyone in their family.

Han Sen walked towards Nietzsche with strides.

Nietzsche's hair has never been cut off, and now the crimson hair that shines in the sun has grown to the shoulders, and the feet of the colorful hair are softly attached to Nietzsche's collarbone.

Nietzsche saw Han Sen approaching, looked at Han Sen expressionlessly, and then continued to look at the dusty playground in the spring.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Nietzsche."

Han Sen nodded at Nietzsche, and Nietzsche gave a low hum.

Han Sen stood silently behind Nietzsche. Like everyone else, his back was slanted against the barbed wire behind him. Han Sen stood behind Nietzsche, lowering his eyes slightly, looking at Nietzsche's fair and slender neck and bright red neck. corners of the lips.

"Hi~~Han Sen~~!"

In the distance, a young man wearing a pink ultra-low-neck long-sleeved shirt stood in the middle of the playground and waved at Han Sen, jumping up and down like a pink rabbit, and twisting his waist Shouting Han Sen's name.

The other prisoners all looked at the second-rate young man as if they were insane.

Most people have never seen such joy in prison.

Han Sen waved at him helplessly, then stood up straight, opened his legs, and walked towards the young Chinese man before he did something more embarrassing.

"Good afternoon, Feng Bai."

This Chinese youth is called Feng Bai, and he just came in recently. The reason for his imprisonment was that he was caught on the spot when he was doing a drug deal in the red light district.

Feng Bai twisted his slender waist, grinned at Han Sen and smiled, then blinked and said, "Well~ call him Xiaobaibai~"

Han Sen still looked at him with a flat expression, nothing special, and then called perfunctorily: "Yes, Xiaobaibai."

"puff……"

Feng Bai suddenly burst out laughing, showing a mouthful of glistening teeth, twisting his waist and bumping against Han Sen's shoulder, "What a man without taste~huh!"

Han Sen let out a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Nietzsche who was sitting on the edge of the playground. Nietzsche had no expression on his face, but he seemed not very happy. Han Sen kept a distance from Feng Bai in silence.

This person, Feng Bai, is really a weird one, not to mention a lot of pink and water pink clothes, and the collars of those clothes seem to have been torn open, all the way to the bottom of the chest, deliberately exposing his ribs Her white chest and the fair and delicate skin on her chest.

And Feng Bai's behavior is even more motherly than that Xia Zuo, as long as Xia Zuo is not around Nietzsche, he looks like a very normal man, but Feng Bai...

From voice to behavior to dress, it is coquettish and blatant, and the sissy is outrageous. There are not many people in the Chinese district who like to play with this new sissy, and Han Sen is the only one who can ignore him. Men can stand him.