Daqing Criminal Division

After this sentence fell, the direction of some things in the future was once again determined in the dark.

——Waiting for the other party to come out of the hole again.

Or to take the initiative to break through the darkness in front of them has become the next crucial choice for the two of them.

Because they are still in prison together, their every move is monitored and controlled by others, and they don't know if there are other forces hidden in the dark.

So this time this dangerous and deliberate plan of action.

More than that, it is necessary for Jiang Ning, who is still outside the prison, and all parties in the Taiping government to unite against this dark black force.

It is also necessary for the two of them, who are currently in this game, to realize this action in the most risky and challenging way possible.

It is dark and bright.

Whether to advance or retreat is not yet determined at the moment.

But that night, after meeting this side in private, Fuchaerzi and Duan Xiao quickly separated again like this.

The two stretched out their arms from the east and west vents and climbed down grabbing their strength. Before they left, they cleaned up all the water and fire paper on the ground before prying open the skylight and stepping on the wall, returning to the cell to lie down and sleep normally.

But they just came down from the top and lay down again. The single cells separated by a distance from the two sides returned to peace after the midnight of the night.

Half a moment after they returned to the bottom of the prison.

A night watchman belonging to the Taiping Mansion appeared again, and focused on checking the location of the two of them. When the candlelight illuminated a corner of the cell, the two of them stayed inside and slept obediently.

The jailer who was on guard here tonight got up and left again.

But the two people whose backs were facing the darkness and pretended to be asleep didn't fall asleep that night. Instead, they opened their eyes again and spent most of the night looking at the darkness without knowing what to think.

Duan Ou lay on the dirt bed below him with one arm on his pillow, expressionless and motionless.

In his hand was the copper spoon that he had taken out before.

On the other side of Fucharzi, whose iron chain was dangling, was also staring thoughtfully at the top of the cell, with his arms outstretched, wondering what to do.

And just after leaving the fourth floor with this jailer, he followed the passage step by step into the second floor prison.

Different from their side, on this side, in the second-floor cell in the middle of the night, the dripping water was dripping from the top due to the sweltering heat.

Inside the iron fence, there are flames and figures shaking.

"—"

Amidst the sloppy footsteps back and forth and the sound of buckets pouring water, there was an atmosphere of some kind of unusual secret that shrouded the death row prison.

After he lowered his head and blew out a copper candle holder in his hand, the jailer who came up to report the news after patrolling all night stepped in cautiously, but saw that the light was not bright, and there were already about four or no. 50 people sitting or standing inside.

This is Baltu's temporary den - Cell No. [-].

The people inside are the group of thugs headed by Baltu and his group.

And although it was not obvious in the past, at this moment, this group of people is like a wild beast with their hands in their hands, sitting or squatting, and there is a sense of danger hidden in every one of them.

On the table of this group, there are wine jugs lying nearby, a few side dishes, and some gambling tools made by Fan Tan.

There is also a large pot of two-character water, with several holes dug evenly around the edges, a large wooden barrel with a lid, and flowing water flowing from a skylight branched above with a long thin bamboo tube. .

Food and drink and gambling tools.

——It was the superficial camouflage they made to the prisoners in other prisons during the day.

On the contrary, the pot of bisexual water was carried and poured by one of his hands into the boiling copper stove next to it, which brought up a burst of evaporated water vapor, which seemed rare.

The water vapor surged up to the top of the prison in the form of mist, and was quickly cooled by contacting the iron cage to form new flowing water, thus forming an internal water supply circulation tool.

Compared with the bitter water that the prisoners usually provide in small amounts in wooden barrels.

Although the taste is still a bit bitter, the di-nature water that has been distilled to improve the water quality is not easy to come by.

Only in cell No. [-], the yellow-haired 'Four-Four-Six' and 'Five-Five-Five' who followed Baltu in the slot during the day were busy boiling the bisexual water with a pot, but it didn't look like they were used for it. for drinking.

These thugs were so busy that they were all sweating, but they kept pouring water into it without saying a word, as if they were well-trained.

There are some clean wooden barrels under the table for distilling and refining clean water, and the water flowing down from the bamboo pipes is also continuously supplying the boiling process of the amphibian water in the copper pot.

Floating along the roots, along the pipes inserted in the barrels through the holes.

I only heard the small bubbles of gurgling bursting and making noise in the airtight copper furnace processing purified water, and then turned into water drops and flowed into the clean wooden barrel next to it.

No matter who watched this scene, they would have to wonder what this group of people were doing every night.

After all, it is common to form cliques in prisons, and it is not uncommon for a group of people not to buy it. Even the imperial court can't control their group of prisoners in the prison.

But this time, at first glance, although these people are almost dressed as prisoners, they are not just the group of Baltu's men.

They are usually distributed in different cells, and they seem to be unfamiliar, but at night, this group of people really gathered together in an unknown and weird way.

Why are they gathering here in such an abnormal and secret way.

It is still going back and forth like a common folk processing workshop, processing and refining these buckets of bisexual water, I am afraid that only the internal members of this prison den will know.

But obviously, behind the scenes, it has been supporting this group of people to survive in the chain of interests in prison.

They are held together by a close and inseparable prison relationship, using such a special way of communication to conduct private meetings among members, it doesn't look like an ordinary group of prisoners who come in and wait to die in jail.

"Baby."

I dare not ask more questions about this, nor dare I say anything more.

The jailer who had received a lot of bribes in private, obviously dressed as a jailer, but more like a member of this group of people, lowered his head, patted his sleeves and bowed to his servants.

The ground was damp with more distilled water still being processed from the amphoteric water in those copper pots.

The official boots were very wet and slippery when they stepped on them, and the rest of the silent subordinates moved away a bit, but everyone's shoulders and arms were tense, and there was a cold and menacing sense of terror that is common in gangs.

They also have cyan tattoos on different parts of their bodies in white prison uniforms.

It seems that they are all tattooed when they were imprisoned, but each one is not consistent, and there is indeed a weird feeling of distinct internal classes.

"Well, come here."

Among the prisoners surrounded in a strange atmosphere, Baltu, who had braids and earrings showing a brutal and fierce look, touched the wolf-shaped tattoo next to his ear when he saw that it was him, and then threw half a dollar over and waved to him. come over.

"Have you checked the cell below tonight?"

Although this kind of unilateral monitoring has lasted for half a month, Baltu, who still wanted to confirm something before he felt at ease tonight, asked this question.

"Is there any problem with Fu Erji and Duan Xiao this time?"

"No, the cells of these two people have been inspected, and they are still the same as before. They just stay in the cells and sleep like dead pigs."

The hunched jailer rubbed his hands and answered, and told Baltu truthfully what he had seen.

This answer sounds the same as before.

From the beginning of the month to the present, he has been clear about the movements inside the Taiping Mansion Prison every night, but nothing seems to have changed. Baltu didn't make a sound when he heard it, but just as he was thinking about what happened, he fell on a pair of tiger eyes. own hands.

In this dark and boundless cell No. [-].

There were vaguely a few figures kneeling on the ground—with sarcastic and malicious faces, and Bartu, who was lying on the dirt bed in a prisoner uniform, vaguely held an opened secret letter in his hands, mixed with some official files with red heads stamped on them, and this It was brought in by his subordinates from outside the prison.

"...Duan Xiao was born as a Jinshi in the seventh year of Sejong. He was imprisoned in Shuntian. He was sentenced by the Ministry of Internal Affairs for five years. He was released after being pardoned in 13 years. He was executed again in the fifth year of the new emperor..."

What Baltu read little by little was the letter in his hand, and the densely written small red-headed characters did not look fake.

At the back of the approval document was the exclusive seal of the Military Aircraft Department, and the Ministry of Industry and Nanshufang Zhang Jing personally signed several articles about this person's crimes.

Because the current prison record of entering Taiping Mansion can be forged by the government.

But this man named Duan Xiao, the criminal record he once carried on his body cannot be changed. He really was imprisoned for something he committed five years ago, which indirectly shows that he did not lie when he was imprisoned. , he is a real "villain" who has been jailed again and again.

"Born as a Jinshi, but has been imprisoned twice in five years, this person has either been too unlucky in his life, or he is a really intelligent and dangerous villain... He must have been imprisoned several times, and he must also be with the court and the government. Not dealing with it, and even wanting to take revenge on those people, such a person is very rare for us."

"I was just looking for a temporary helper. From this point of view, it's better to completely turn this Duan Xiao into our person and use it for us from now on."

When he saw this line of words, he felt a little tempted when he put his palm on Baltu's vicious and greedy face.

Although he is in prison, they are not as simple as 'ordinary' prisoners, and they have enough attractive bargaining chips behind them. In this regard, Baltu is confident that the other party will not be able to stand the temptation and choose follow them-

"However, did he use up the 'gift' we sent him into his cell every night?"

Baltu stared at the painting in his hand with a scar on his face and asked.

"Use it, use it, you have confessed for so long, how could it be a bad thing, no matter how powerful he looks, he is just a womanizer."

The jailer who had been helping with the transactions in the prison also replied with such a smile, which made Baltu completely relieved.

The troubles and spies of the past few days seemed to be suppressed a little bit, and he thought so, just now he sneered and said,

"Well, find an opportunity tomorrow and take the opportunity to test him one last time."

"If he passes our test this time, we will give him 'that chance', but if he fails this test, we will deal with him like 'Cathay Pacific' before this plan."

"Whether this is the ghost cave or the fairy land, it only depends on the personal choice of Duan Xiao."

"However, it's better to be more nimble, the prison day is coming, and the 'top' is still waiting for us, and we are running out of time.

"Yes, Papa."

The next day.

Mao Shi.

Duan Xiao was found by Baltu's people early again.

After being told by two unkind thugs named Four Fen Liu and Five Fen Five in a half-threatening and half-inviting manner, Ba Ye was going to let him pass now, Duan Xiao, who had eaten at the slot early in the morning, did not Whatever you say, follow them out.

No matter how free the prisoner's range of activities is, it is at best between cells.

So when Duan Xiao realized that he was being taken to the No. [-] cell on the second floor, he didn't react. He just watched the backs of the two thugs in front of him walking forward in silence.

"What does Baba want me for?"

When the two led a person back and forth through the darkened slot, one person fell behind, and Duan Xiao, whose iron chains on his feet were still ringing, squinted his eyes and asked.

Outside the iron fence, there was no jailer from the Taiping Mansion Prison to stop them.

It seems that during this hour, all the patrolling guards are going to send the other prisoners out of the farmland, so those who are in the No. [-] cell can move freely.

The sound of the iron chains on the prisoners' feet slamming from behind also gradually moved away from him.

"Oh, you'll know when you go. Naturally, you are asked to go because of the benefits. What are you afraid of?"

Originally, he didn't seem to intend to answer, but the yellow-haired braided man 'Four Fen Six' with an indifferent expression and dangling shoulders turned back and smiled at him.

While speaking, he used one hand to move the back of his neck with a blue snake tattooed on it.

After that, he also turned his head and ignored Duan Xiao.

I'm afraid only a fool would believe such words.

After all, it was early in the morning, and it would not be a 'good thing' to send out two thugs and call him over.

But whether to go here or not, seems to be out of his choice.

And when Duan Xiao had this kind of mood to see what they wanted to do, he just followed the two people to the backlight. The further he walked, the more Duan Xiao felt that the two people in front were a little bit of a prisoner inside the fortress-structured prison. eccentric.

Because from the beginning to the end, the hands of these two people were silently holding something under their sleeves.

Most of the prisoners wear chains and shackles on their hands. If they want to hide what they are really wearing, they have to use such an unnatural way.

As for the direction of action in front of me, although it is possible to go to the No. [-] cell, it seems to lead to a place, that is, a backlit earth burial site outside the agricultural land that no one used to visit.

Because of this, Duan Xiao knew very well the structural route of No. [-] Prison in Taiping Mansion.

Familiar enough to close your eyes that you can even repeat every road here in every corner area on the map.

So after Duan Xiao vaguely sensed that these two people were not "good stubble" and were preparing to do something deliberately and dangerously, he remained calm and looked at the two criminals with malicious intentions. It will reveal what you want to do.

this way.

The three walked unhurriedly.

The atmosphere was inexplicably depressing and weird.

In broad daylight, the torture instruments on the two sides of the prison and the damp light shone on the cheeks of the three of them.

Si Fen Liu and Wu Fen Wu led the way ahead, turning their heads from time to time to say a few words to Duan Xiao.

But when they got to the dark place, the three of them seemed to be silent again. Duan Xiao didn't make a sound, and the two people in front didn't make a sound, until the three of them were blocked in a dead corner, and seeing that there was no one behind them, Duan Xiao was about to ask In one sentence, the four quarters and six stopped suddenly.

At the same time, the weird and cold atmosphere before was broken——

Because when Duan Xiao was silently counting and thinking about something, the two in front pressed all the way, and the thugs who couldn't hold back the murderous plan turned their arms horizontally, raised their fists and started attacking Duan. The face of an owl.

This punch carried a terrifying force.

On their arms, there are two strong iron protective gears. If they hit someone's face, they are grown men with good physical strength, and their heads may be beaten blue and spit out blood.

But Duan Xiao, who had expected them to do something early in the morning, took a sharp step back.

He was waving his arms again, taking advantage of the narrowness of the corridor of the cell, he started to fight with these two tall and burly prisoners.

"what--"

During this process, the two thugs and Duan Xiao, who were also extremely skilled, let out a roar of hand-to-hand combat.

After the two sides punched back and forth, Duan Xiao, who hadn't suffered any losses for the time being, directly hit the wall behind him, and used the iron chains on his hands to strangle the 'four-quarter-six' neck tightly, and the strength of his hands was astonishing. Instead of twisting the opponent, he raised his eyes and pulled the corners of his mouth.

"What are you two trying to do? Aren't you going to see Mr. Ba? Why are you so well-mannered?"

Duan Xiao, who locked the iron chain on the neck of the furiously wailing 'four quarters six', smiled knowingly.

"Do you think...you should go there for people like yourself? Can you meet people like Ba Ye?!"

The 'Quarter Six' who was restrained by the iron chain looked at him contemptuously and viciously, and then wiped his nose sarcastically before suddenly spitting at him fiercely.

It sounds obvious that there is something in the words.

It can be seen that Si Fen Liu and Wu Fen Wu are already planning to deal with him secretly here, but facing all this, Duan Xiao wants to find out what they are planning at the moment.

"What do you two mean and what have I done?"

"Stop pretending...we already know who you are."

Seeing that his companion was caught, he raised one arm threateningly towards his nose, maintaining such an outflanking posture and approaching him with a sneer.

"Oh? Who am I?"

Duan Xiao, who also seemed to be very interested in this matter, sneered and asked back blankly, but the next sentence, a sentence that he had never thought of before, hit him like an ice cave.

"You are someone sent by the Taiping government. Ba Ye has already seen through you, so stop pretending."

The iron chain around the neck was strangled by Duan Xiao's hand, and a red blood-stained 'Four Fen Six' sneered word by word.

"You are simply... the eyeliner sent by the court to monitor us."

"...Duan Owl?"