Chapter 1090 I'm Really Not Suitable to Be a Good Person

The guards led Jiang Hao into the prison, looking at the familiar environment, Jiang Hao thought to himself, this seems to be the third time he has been in prison.

He changed into an orange prison uniform, and was taken to a room. Seeing a newcomer coming in, everyone in the room looked over.

This room is very large, similar to a small factory building. There are hundreds of guys in prison uniforms in it. This kind of large cell is also very common in the United States. Petty criminals are generally detained in this large cell. A single room or a single room is the treatment for extremely serious offenders.

The middle of the room was full of double-decker bunks. Those people were either lying alone or standing together chatting. They had different skin colors, black, white, and yellow. The guards pushed Jiang Hao into the room and left. The black guys looked at each other.

"Another Asian came, what country do you think he is from?"

"You'll know if you try it." One of the guys laughed and walked towards Jiang Hao.

Others showed expressions of watching the excitement.

Jiang Hao heard the conversation between these two guys, no matter what they want to do, it must be a damn good thing, nothing more than bullying newcomers.

"Hey boy~~"

The black man walked up to Jiang Hao, and just called out, Jiang Hao looked at this guy with sharp eyes, revealing a strong killing intent in his eyes.

The black man only spoke half of what he said. When Jiang Hao looked at him with such eyes, his heart was like a sledgehammer. A great sense of fear arose in his heart. He could no longer speak the following words. He took a few steps back and sat down on the ground.

"Don't, don't kill me, don't kill me~!"

The black man screamed and begged, but unconsciously blocked it with his hands, as if a devil was attacking him in front of him.

When other people saw the black man's reaction, some were surprised, and some laughed, "Costa, you won't be frightened by an Asian kid, are you? You are so cowardly, hahaha~~."

Others also laughed.

Jiang Hao raised his eyes to look at other people, his eyes were cold with murderous intent, all the people who looked at Jiang Hao's eyes seemed to be pointed at by cold guns, a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts, and everyone closed their eyes immediately I dare not smile anymore.

They now have a little understanding of why Costa is so cowardly. This guy's eyes are too terrifying. The look just now made everyone here feel that this guy is not easy to mess with. With such eyes, I don't know how many people have to be killed to raise him. Come out, now no one dares to provoke him again.

Ignoring these boring guys, he walked to his bed. His bed was on the second floor. Jiang Hao jumped up lightly with support, and then lay down on the bed.

Lying on the bed and closing his eyes, he thought about what he should do next.

He was targeted, someone was after him.

It is certain that American Airlines must be behind the scenes. As for the operator, McShane is one of them.

What should we do now? It was easy for him to escape from prison, but then his identity would become the most wanted criminal in the United States.

Want to be a criminal again?

This world does not have the task of collecting evil points. He wants to be a good person, but now it seems that reality does not allow him to be a good person.

Suddenly, Jiang Hao thought again, was it arranged by the god of death that he entered here? Could it be that the god of death planned to give him a plot to kill himself in a prison?

If he was only facing people, Jiang Hao was really not afraid of those scum, he had never seen any vicious people.

Then wait a bit, don't worry, and see what the god of death has planned. If he really wants to put himself on the plane back home, he doesn't mind killing a few people. He doesn't have much resistance to being a wanted criminal, anyway, he isn't never did.

Jiang Hao doesn't want to go back to China, and he must not harm his compatriots. This love must stay on the land of America.

the next day,

Detective McShane went to work and came to his office. After drinking a cup of coffee, he was getting ready to work when he accidentally saw a portfolio on the desktop. He remembered that this was the transcript of the Chinese kid he caught yesterday.

"Hehe, a Chinese student can easily get him out of the United States. American Airlines is willing to spend a lot of money to solve him. I easily earned 50,000 US dollars from this kid."

Yesterday Jieer said that if he was locked up for a few more days to make him suffer, then he would be locked up for 15 days, which would be enough for the international student to suffer.

You know, there is no special immigration detention center in Phoenix, and there are not many immigration cases involved, so when encountering such cases, they are usually detained in prisons, yes, Phoenix Prison, but because of Jiang Hao’s crimes, it must be Detained in a petty crime cell.

There are no good people in the prison. If the Chinese kid goes in, he will definitely be cleaned up by them. Now I don't know if he will hide in a corner and cry.

He was just about to put the file in the drawer, but he stopped suddenly. He remembered one thing. When he was looking up the information of this Chinese student, he seemed to see that this guy had charged a data fee from CNN a few days ago. .

180,000, 180,000, this is not a small amount of money.

It's only been a few days, and he doesn't believe that this guy named Jiang Hao has spent all his money. He must still have a lot of money on him. He guesses at least 100,000, maybe even 150,000.

McShane squeezed the file and narrowed his eyes. He is a greedy guy. He made up the idea of ​​Jiang Hao's money. That Chinese kid will definitely be kicked out of the United States. As long as he intimidates him a little, he will definitely be terrified.

Or tell a little lie, just say that I can get him out of the crime and let him stay in the United States, hehe, I'm afraid that little guy will obediently send the money to him.

"Crack~~!"

The file bag was knocked on his hand, making a crisp sound. Without hesitation, McShane walked out of the room with Jiang Hao's file, saw other police officers outside, told them that he was going out to handle the case, and left the FBI division.

He drove his own car, half an hour later, McShawn came to the prison again, took out his certificate and registered to enter. He was going to interrogate Jiang Hao. He was the organizer of Jiang Hao's case and had every right to do so.

After one night, Jiang Hao's dantian was full of spiritual power. This feeling of fullness is very comfortable. Since he has practiced exercises, Jiang Hao is no longer afraid of being alone and lonely. He can use this time to practice continuously.

"Chinese boy, the organizer of your case wants to interrogate you." A guard came in and said to Jiang Hao.

The organizer of the case, isn't that McShane? The guard took out the handcuffs and put them on Jiang Hao, and took them through several corridors to an interrogation room, where McShane was already waiting.

Jiang Hao was pressed on the interrogation chair and locked. McShane walked around Jiang Hao twice, turned to the guard and said, "I want to ask him a few questions independently."

After the guard withdrew, McShawn approached Jiang Hao and whispered: "Your situation is very serious. If you are deported, you will be listed on the customs' inadmissible list. You will never set foot on American soil again. We Knowing that you will be graduating in a few months, now your studies will be completely over."

Hearing these words, Jiang Hao knew that this McShane must have something to say. He changed his mind, showed some grief and indignation on his face, and said, "I was wronged by you, and I didn't make any mistakes at all."

McShane shook his head, "Young man, if you have this attitude, then only the worst results await you."

Jiang Hao hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and asked with an inexperienced look, "What do you mean, if I have a better attitude, then there is still room for my case to change?"

"Of course." McShane smiled.

Jiang Hao's expression became anxious, "What should I do?"

McShawn didn't speak, but looked at the camera in the corner of the room. He walked over and made a gesture to the camera. After a while, the red dot on the camera went out, and then someone pushed the door and came in. The guard said: " Sheriff McShane, the monitoring room said that the monitoring and recording devices in this room are broken, and they are being overhauled, which will take about an hour."

McShane nodded, and the guard went out.

Jiang Haoxin said, this is the way they usually torture and punish prisoners.

McShawn walked up to Jiang Hao, approached him and said, "I am your case organizer, and I can help you with a sum of money."

"How many?"

"$180,000."

Jiang Hao's heart moved, he looked at McShane and asked, "You know that I received $180,000 from CNN, so you ask for so much, right?"

"You are very smart. Whether you choose to stay in the United States, continue to complete your studies, and have a good life in the future, or lose what you have worked hard for 20 years for the money. I think you should know how to choose." Ke Sean said softly.

Jiang Hao nodded, "I think I know how to choose!"

There was a smile on McShane's face. It's not easy for such a little guy to just scare and coax him to hand over the money obediently.

"Where is the money?"

"It's in my bank card."

"What is the password?"

"Well, it's a bit long, I'll write it to you."

Without doubting him, McShane took out his notepad and approached Jiang Hao. At this moment, Jiang Hao's handcuffed hands shook lightly, and with a loud crash, the handcuffs fell to the ground. McShane's eyes widened. Subconsciously, he went to take out the gun, but before his hand touched the gun, a silver needle appeared in Jiang Hao's hand, and it was accurately inserted into an acupuncture point on McShawn's neck.

McShane was shocked because he found that he couldn't move at all, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, what was the situation, and how the other party controlled his body.

At this moment, Jiang Hao unhurriedly took out a wire and poked it on the interrogation chair. The big lock snapped open. Jiang Hao walked down, circled around the obese McShane twice, and approached him. The side whispered: "Thank you for helping me make a choice, it seems that I am really not suitable to be a good person."

McShane didn't understand what Jiang Hao said, but at the moment he was more concerned about fear, not knowing what this Chinese boy would do next.