Volume 3 The Battle for the Underworld Chapter 65 Visiting the Prison Pengcheng
The whole room is a bit messy, but if we need something, we can find it by following our habits. For example, there is an old novel on the sofa in the living room, just like my usual habits. Liu Weixian found a change of underwear under his pillow, just like he did in the dormitory, as if someone would steal it if he didn't hide it properly. I took a closer look at the bungalow, and it was indeed a home that fit the habits of both of us, and it had only been inhabited by two men for a long time, and there was no sign of any female appearance.
"It seems that Su Ling is also a monk in this world. I sighed in my heart, "Brother Guo Jia, if you have the soul to help me find a female ticket..." But the trouble is that in China, Meng Shuai, a criminal with an extremely bad social influence, is not something you can see if you want to see it, to be precise, if it's just ordinary people, then it's better to watch it from the news...
Wait, news, then we can disguise ourselves as journalists. I ran into the study, as I was customary, and found the safe to open, and the code was my birthday. It contained a variety of currency, a few pistols and bullets, and a bunch of documents that I didn't know if they were real or fake, but felt like they were fake.
It was impossible for Liu Weixian to bring the Type 92 on the plane, so he threw it in the hotel and gave it to the ghost. These pistols come in handy behind them. I flipped through my documents,Considering that Huaxia TV's may be too formal to be,It's better to find an unpopular but powerful name to use betterγ In the end, I chose the press card of the party-run Guangliang Daily to help us with the prison visit.
We rested for a day in the base camp of Shanghai and then rushed to Pengcheng. More than 1,000 kilometers is a bit far, so we still chose to fly to travel. We hadn't been to Pengcheng before, but it was really not suitable for tourism during the trial, so we rushed to Pengcheng No. 1 Prison non-stop.
Fortunately, it will take at least three months from the execution of a major criminal in my country to the execution after he is caught, so Meng Shuai is still alive and well at this time. "Two comrades, please stop and tell you what you mean. "There were still five meters to go, and two heavily armed prison guards stuck the two of us. "We are a bright daily newspaper. "I showed my work card, and although tomorrow's prison trial has been a long time ago, I am still a little dazed when I talk to the prison guards. "I made an appointment with your leaders before, and today I will complete an exclusive interview with Meng Shuai. "Oh, oh, we weren't notified above, but there have been a lot of reporters from all walks of life recently, and it is estimated that they are also busy, you two please come in, the reporter of Huaxia TV is interviewing, please wait a minute." After seeing our identities, the prison guard said with a smile.
During this time, the influence of the newspaper continued to decline, so that after we unknowingly finished the interview, there was probably no one who went to the whole newspaper to see if we were really reporting. And no one in China can afford to provoke the forces behind Guangliang Daily, so he is not afraid of being closed to this name. I'm also very glad that I didn't pretend to be a reporter from Huaxia TV, otherwise how could I still have tea now, I guess I would have to pick up soap with Meng Shuai as a cellmate.
"Comrade two reporters, it's over there, please. After waiting for about 20 minutes, a middle-aged prison guard came to greet us, and while he was leading the way, I pretended to say to Liu Weixian: "The subject of this interview seems to have a little mental problem, no matter what he says, we will continue his words and see if we can find out his true heart." "Okay. "I don't know if Liu Weixian understands what I mean, but at least he knows that he can't raise the bar anyway at this time.
"You two still have interview experience. The prison guard continued, "This person is a psychopath, and he shouts betrayal every day, what kind of sorry for the sect leader, and so on." But whether he is really crazy or not, he must die if this matter is so big. "I responded and rejoiced. In this way, no matter how nonsensical the conversation between us and Meng Shuai is, the prison guards will think that we are just talking.
The middle-aged prison guard took us to an interrogation room and opened the door for us. When we walked in, we saw a man in prison clothes sitting through the iron window. He was about the same age as the two of us, with a gloomy face, and his eyes were like the ghosts I had seen before, and he was fixed on us.
"Hahahaha," he suddenly laughed, "Is it the turn of the prey to judge the hunter this time?" His tone was full of mockery, but I was shocked in my heart, this Meng Shuai could actually see the identity of me and Liu Weixian, and the people of the Heavenly Sin Sect should not be underestimated.
I still looked indifferent on the surface, and Liu Weixian pulled out the bench and sat down. "Meng Shuai," I sneered, "Do you know what you did wrong?" "Want to get news from me?" Meng Shuai narrowed his eyes, "Why tell you?"
"Yes, we can save you. I made eye contact with him, "The ants are still stealing life, you don't want to die just like that, do you?" "If you can't do it, no one can save me. He said as if laughing at himself, "But I can tell you about it, anyway, I'm a theater watcher now, so let me add some ingredients to make this play a little better! Hmph, I'm no longer ..." The people of the Heavenly Sin Cult. β
"Why do you want to kill people, perverts?" I asked, "The Sect Master just ordered me to kill that girl, because she also gave birth to Yin and Yang Eyes, and it wasn't providential. Meng Shuai said, "As the person in charge of Huaxia and one of the twelve divine envoys of the Heavenly Sin Sect, I need to make the sect leader's orders truly complete. But the girl was indeed very cute, and I was momentarily bewitched by lust and did something stupid, so that my blood was no longer pure, and the heavens no longer blessed me. β
"Who is the Sect Master?" I asked further, "Don't pretend, you don't know who the Sect Master is?" Meng Shuai said as he looked at me with interest. He was very cooperative before, but I didn't expect this to change suddenly. "Hmph," I was thinking about not going to ask this question further, lest it reveal that I didn't know anything, and then the kid would be able to fool me as he pleased, and I would have to believe his nonsense. "Don't think you can escape, what you did in Jiangcheng back then has already made us target you. β
"Oh, that has nothing to do with me. Meng Shuai crossed Erlang's legs, "You should be glad that you have been eyeing the sect leader since that time, and then the sect leader let you live until now, which can be regarded as a gift to you." Perhaps, you are not hopeless, and the Sect Master feels that you can serve the Heavenly Sin Cult instead of being tainted by ashes at will. "Then I'll ask you to introduce us to us." "I can't lose to Meng Shuai in terms of momentum, so I just cocked my feet to the information table. "When I send him in with you, you can talk slowly. β
"Then I'll pray to see this scene before I die!" Meng Shuai kicked his chair and stood up. "The interview is over, two journalists. He lowered the reporter's tone very low, "I hope you don't become Xiao Kuang's supper!" He kicked the door on the other side of the interrogation room twice, and a prison guard opened the door and kicked him twice, taking him away.
"At least I know one thing," I lit a cigarette, "The real culprit of the red-clothed boy incident in Jiangcheng should be the sect leader we are looking for!"