Chapter 872
The detention center was very different from the prison. Because of its temporary nature, the criminals were not
divided according to their crimes. There were people who robbed, killed, and did drug trafficking in a detention
room. There were all kinds of bad people mixed together, which was much more chaotic than the prison.
Crystal followed the staff and slowly walked to the door of the last cell. The staff opened the door and said to
Crystal, "Go in.”
Crystal thanked him softly and saw that there were already six people inside. They were either standing or
squatting in a corner, sizing her up.
After the staff told them not to bully the newcomer, they left. Crystal stood at the door. She was not curious about
her prison friends at all. She slowly walked to the side of the empty bed. A woman in her 40s or 50s asked loudly,
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Crystal didn't say anything-she couldn't say anything even if she wanted to. There shouldn't be anyone here who
could understand lip language, and her writing board had been confiscated.
Perhaps because she felt that she had been ignored, the woman was a little angry. She walked to Crystal's bed and
kicked it. "Hey, didn't you hear me talking to you?"
Crystal pointed to her mouth and shook her hand to show that she could not speak. The woman was stunned. "You
look so beautiful, but you're mute."
She sat down casually beside Crystal. "From the looks of it, you're the victim, aren't you? What have you done?"
Crystal closed her eyes wearily and ignored her.
The woman probably thought it was normal for a dumb not to answer her. She said, "I came in because I killed
someone-so what if I killed a sc*m? D*mn it, he used the money I earned to raise a mistress, and he even asked me
to serve the mistress. Even if I would have to be locked up, I would send them to hell." Crystal was lying on a hard
bed. She might have been too tired recently and could not rest well. She was always very tired and it was difficult
for her to concentrate. Her body had been in a semi-conscious state. Listening to the woman's nagging, Crystal
closed her eyes and fell asleep.
"..." Looking at her snow-white cheeks, the woman suddenly stopped talking and said to herself, "This little girl looks
quite lovely."
She could not help but think of her daughter, who was only two or three years younger than Crystal. She did not
know how she was doing now.
The woman sighed, pulled the quilt aside, and put it on Crystal. She looked back at the others and said, "Don't bully
the little girl."
Those who committed crimes were divided into different grades, and those who should not be provoked were drug
dealers. They were really desperate people, and their revenge was extremely cruel. If they offended such people,
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they had to be prepared to die.
Other than that, it was those who killed others. Their hands were stained with the blood of the same kind of people,
more or less with evil spirits, not to mention that this woman stabbed her husband and his mistress to death. It was
said that she had stabbed each of them more than 20 times. The mistress was actually a pregnant woman, and her
baby was also dead.
As soon as she opened her mouth, the others stopped thinking. Someone asked curiously, "What brought her here?
She looks delicate. She must be from a rich family."
"It's the children of the rich families who would do anything as they please. Who knows what she has done...
Weren't you talking about the story of you and your first love? Go on. It's too boring."
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Crystal was dreaming.
She stood alone in the dark sky, surrounded by dark clouds and pouring rain. The cold wind almost made her
unable to stand still, and her whole body was shaking. It seemed that someone was whispering in her ear, "...What
the f*ck, why is it so hot? Does she have a high fever? Hurry up and call someone, lest she's sick to death!"