Woguatou hesitated, looked at Lynch and said, "Of course, you can just open your mouth if you need anything, as long as there are things in the car, you can borrow them." ”

"Forget the cigarettes, I'm not used to that brand, can you give me two bottles of that bottle of liquor, if I lose sleep, that thing might work for me. For Lynch, not smoking is enough to be suffocating, and if he doesn't have alcohol, he really doesn't know if he will go insane.

"And that playing card, yes, it's the kind of cover that looks hot. Lynch didn't know what he was supposed to order, anyway, the things in the little cart were free, and he didn't take them for nothing.

"You are too discerning brother, this deck of playing cards is a hit in the prison area, in addition to he can play cards to relieve boredom, it is also a good choice to masturbate. As he spoke, he picked up a deck of cards from the cart and opened them to show Lynch his masterpiece, which was actually the kind of beautiful playing cards that were particularly popular in the eighties of the last century, and the back of each playing card was printed with a bikini-wearing pop. Milk girl.

Lynch really didn't know where he got all this mess from, but he was sure that the price of this deck of cards would be many times more expensive than cigarettes and alcohol.

Immediately after, Lynch asked for some candy that looked colorful but was actually overcolored, a nail clippers, an ear picker, and a few books that looked pretty good.

After Woguatou stuffed all these things into the gap in the iron window, he looked mysterious and said, "Brother, do you want this thing?" ”

"What?" Lynch glanced at and saw that the guy was holding a small plastic bag in his hand, which contained some powdery white objects.

"White. Lynch paused: "Thank you, I don't think I need it for the time being, if possible, can you help me carry a roll of copper wire next time you come?"

"What do you want copper wire for?" Wogua Tou was a little surprised, it was the first time he had heard a prisoner ask for copper wire, and it sounded like a chicken thing.

Lynch pretended to think calmly, and pointed to the dim light bulb on the ceiling overhead: "Didn't you notice, the voltage in my room is very unstable, I think it should be a problem with the wires, if there is a copper wire, I can make the light brighter, so that when I look at it, I can protect my eyesight." ”

"You mean, you're going to make wires?" Wogua Tou looked at Lynch like a monster, he didn't think Lynch had this ability at all.

"Don't get me wrong, I just learned some physics class in high school, I should have forgotten about it, if I fail, I will kill time as a success, isn't this a thing that kills two birds with one stone?" Lynch threw out a seemingly tenable reason, he couldn't let the gourd head see that he was tired, otherwise his plan would be ruined.

"But why don't you report the situation to the prison guards? "Wogua Head obviously didn't want to help Lynch bring that kind of thing.

"You know my friend, the first time I came to this kind of place, it can be said that I have no relatives, those prison guards are fierce, when I came in during the day, I saw a black man beaten half to death, just because he called Zhang Guanjiao's nickname, which is the nickname that sounds very ambiguous. Lynch said, pretending to be scared.

"Zhang Mule?"

"Yes, it's that nickname, but I don't dare to say it, I'm very timid, and I don't have a big brother cover, so I can only ask for more blessings. Lynch whispered.

"Hehe, this is too easy to say, I have quite a few acquaintances in the A prison area, if I bring a message to Boss Yan, he should reward me with this face. When Woguatou said this, that greedy gaze turned back: "Of course, this requires you to shed some blood, and it doesn't take too much, one hundred and eighty thousand can be settled, Boss Yan likes to make friends with a rich man of your status." ”

"Who's Boss Yan?" Lynch said more, he could probably imagine how good this prison bully surnamed Yan would be.

"It's Hades, everyone calls him that, he calls for wind and rain in room 5, all the new prisoners not only have to pay tribute to him, but also have to be ridden as horses, if they resist, they will be beaten by their parents who don't know, I have seen him beat people with my own eyes, he grabbed a small man, slammed his head against the wall, and blood flowed everywhere. Wogua Tou introduced very carefully.

"What do you mean by riding a horse?" Lynch was a little curious about this new term.

"It's commonly known as popping chrysanthemums, stick a stick in your asshole. Do you understand?" Wogua Tou glanced at Lynch and sighed: "If you don't pave the road in advance, it will be easy for people to mess with it, if I guess correctly, you should be very tight behind, right?"

"Yes...... Yes......" Lynch's eyes looked a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, Hades and his brothers like you as a newcomer, and they jokingly call a newcomer like you a virgin, I don't think you want to be expelled. Bud, huh?"

"Can I dodge?" Lynch immediately grabbed like a life-saving straw.

"Unless you can take out Hades and replace him. After Woguatou finished saying this, he found that Lynch's face was full of black lines, and he couldn't help laughing: "Haha, it's just a joke with you, don't be scared, brother." ”

"I'm very timid. Lynch kept emphasizing.

"I know, that's why I'm willing to help you, in Watergate Prison, violence and money are both weapons to open the way, if I sue Boss Sù Hades that you are rich, he will probably protect you like a lover. Woguatou's eyes narrowed: "I mean, if you can provide him with money to squander, something like the kind I just said will naturally not happen to you." ”

"For me, a problem that can be solved with money is never called a problem. Lynch is full of confidence and full of tyrant temperament.

"Well, I'll take care of this matter, and I won't let you down. After agreeing to this, Woguatou handed his palm as rough as the bark of a dead tree through the iron window, and said with a smile: "I should go, brother, those stinky pigs are still waiting to send me money, you don't know how busy I am." ”

Lynch stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, and whispered, "Friend, don't forget my copper wire, I will pay you." ”

"Don't worry, I can't forget, it's been a pleasure working with you. Wogua Tou wrote down Lynch's copper wire in the ledger, and then left with a stagger.

"Hey, Wogua Head, where's the toffee I wanted? You've never been late. Someone yelled at the oncoming vendors in the prison area.

He's always been a punctual businessman, but he wasted too much time at the new rookie today, but it was worth it because he could make a windfall.

He was confident that he would suck up the "two million" remitted by the fool's chairman's wife in ten days.

When the head of the melon was far away, Lynch put a lot of things on the bed, to be exact, by deception.

He didn't care what he could do to settle the account three days later when the list of accounts was placed in front of him.

He didn't even think about spending more than three days in Watergate Prison, unless there was a computer with an Internet connection, he could play Fighting Landlord for three days and three nights.

After turning on the phone, sure enough, as Woguatou said, there was no phone card installed, and even if the phone card was installed, Lynch would not expect to be able to dial out.

It was the time of revelry in the Prison Quarter after dinner, and most of the prisoners were talking, and to be honest, reading the web that could kill people in thickness.

Most of them were pirated, without even the most basic proofreading, and there were often typos and full-page garbled.

Lynch also has a few books in his hand, he originally didn't like to read, but there was no way, staying in this kind of ghost place, the only thing that could kill a lot of time was reading.

I saw him pick up a copy casually, and the cover reads "My Delicate Lady", which is an urban book written by an author called Running Train.

"Isn't this book too pure?" Lynch commented on his initial impression.

But after reading some of the earlier chapters, he realized that he was very wrong, because this book ...... It's really pure...... It is very suitable for pure people to read......

Just as he was looking at it, a rapid whistle suddenly sounded in the prison room.

"Everybody get to bed! Prepare to turn off the lights!" said the mule's frantic voice.

Go to bed at 10 o'clock and wake up at 6 o'clock, this is the routine system of Watergate Prison, once it reaches 10 o'clock, all the power will be forcibly cut off.

The noisy cell gradually fell silent, and Lynch stayed in bed, and could hear the sound of leather boots stomping on the floor, and it was getting closer.

He hurriedly covered the pile of things on the bed with a mattress, stuffed his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, and leaned on the head of the bed to live or die, posing in a fake sleeping position.

Zhang Mule walked to the door of the confinement room, first glanced inside, and found that Lynch was sleeping soundly.

He ordered his subordinates to open the iron door, swaggered in, stabbed Lynch in the stomach with a hard rubber stick, and said coldly: "0571, stand up and be checked!"

As if awakened from a dream, Lynch rubbed his sleepy eyes with the back of his hand and looked at the few people standing in the room.

"Tell you to stand up! Don't you hear, donkey hair is stuffed in your ears?" a small prison guard walked over and gave Lynch a chestnut punch.

"I don't even have to eat dinner, where do you have the strength to stand, are you here to bring me food?" asked Lynch innocently.

"Damn, who do you think you are, we still bring you food, do you want to eat?" the little prison guard scolded with an extremely arrogant attitude.

Zhang Mule looked at Lynch, who looked tired: "I didn't call you to dinner, purely for the sake of your body, you just came in, there is too much oil and water in your stomach, eat less, you won't die." ”

"I won't die, but I'm so hungry, so you can show mercy and reward me with some food, even if it's bran vegetables, I can endure it." Lynch said pitifully.

"Don't bargain! You think this is a donkey shed, where is the chaff for you to eat!" Zhang Mule glanced at Lynch disdainfully, sniffed, found that something was not quite right, and muttered: "Why does it smell of chocolate in your room?"

"Huh?!" Lynch was taken aback, but he didn't dare to bring it out on his face: "Why didn't I smell it, you probably smelled it wrong, right?"

"Fart! I used to be a police dog, and I have a very smart nose!"

Lynch was stunned when he heard this, and several small prison guards also looked at each other.

"Ahh

"Uh...... I said it didn't look like ......," Lynch looked at him earnestly.

"Poof!" the little prison guards couldn't hold back, and they laughed out loud one by one.

"What the is laughing at!!" Zhang Mule was so angry that he couldn't help but drag Lynch off the bed.

It didn't matter if he pulled it like this, he directly pulled up a corner of the mattress, just revealing the corner of the candy bag.

Whoa!

The mattress, which smelled of disinfectant water, was lifted, revealing a pile of bits and pieces.

"You...... Where are you from?" said Mule Zhang, a little incredulous.

Lynch wanted to cry at this moment, and I really didn't know how to explain it.

The only thing Zhang Mule could think of was that Woguatou had come here, and he put it in with his own hands, of course, he also had a certain share in it, and he could get a certain share of dividends every month.

But as a prison guard, sometimes you can turn a blind eye, and sometimes you can't, such as in front of his men.

"Boss, these things are contraband. The little prison guard interjected.

"Don't discipline me, is it contraband to pick up my ears? I just use it to pick my ears, it can't do anything else. Lynch pleaded.

"All the food is confiscated, the prison clearly stipulates that prisoners are not allowed to eat snacks!" Zhang Mule has no interest in Lynch buying these things, his main task is to starve Lynch for three days, and after three days, send Lynch to the large room, his task is completed, as for whether Lynch is dead or alive, it has nothing to do with him.

"Is wine also food?" said Lynch, almost crying, as he saw the little prison guards take the wine away.

Zhang Muzi thought for a while: "Leave the wine for him, this prisoner was found to have insomnia during the physical examination, and he needs a little alcohol to promote sleep." ”

"Thank you, Zhang, you're such a nice person!" said Lynch, who didn't care about the inferior candy.

"Where did you get the money?" the mule leaned closer to Lynch's ear, knowing very well that he couldn't buy these things without money.

"I hid it. "Lynch lied, and if Zhang Mule went to testify with Wogua Tou, he would soon be exposed.

"Is there a place on your body where you can hide money?" said the mule, incredulous.

Lynch then turned around, pointed his ass at him, and said, "I hid a roll of money in it, and there were probably more than twenty of them." ”

"Damn!" Zhang Mule subconsciously raised his middle finger, he had never seen such a disgusting person, he actually stuffed money into that kind of place, I really don't know how he thought of it......

Could it be that this guy was a brokeback mountain before he went to jail?

"So you bought these things?" asked Zhang Muzi knowingly.

Lynch nodded, trimmed his nails with nail clippers, and said with a wry smile: "Discipline, you have to let me do something alone, right? ”

"There are more crazy people here, which onion are you?" Zhang Mule still looked vicious: "I sue you 0571, it's better to be honest with me, don't make trouble for me, otherwise I'll drag you out and throw you into the sea to feed the sharks, understand?"

"I understand, I'll take your teachings to heart!" said Lynch.

"That's for the best!"

"Withdraw!" the prison guard waved his hand, and several people retreated, and the iron door was slammed shut from the outside and locked.

Lynch stood in place, there was an indescribable grievance in his eyes, if it wasn't for being in prison, he really didn't know how many times this group of bitches would have died.

After standing like this for about two or three minutes, there was a crisp "pop" sound overhead, and the incandescent light went out.

The entire cell was instantly shrouded in darkness, and the entire central hall looked eerie, except for the moonlight shining through the iron windows, as if a layer of cold frost had been rubbed on the floor.

He leaned behind the iron door, hidden in the darkness, like a tanuki good at camouflage, without making a sound at all, even breathing, as if he could not perceive it.

I don't know how long it took for the entire prison to be replaced by snoring.

Lynch took a sigh of relief, crept back to the bed, took off his right shoe in the dark, held it to his knee, and brushed the dirt from it with his sleeve. Then he opened the second-hand mobile phone, and with the help of the faint light on the mobile phone screen, he used an ear picker to dig through the gap in the soles of his shoes.

Soon, the sole of the shoe was literally cut off, and Lynch struggled to break the small piece in half, and a dark green card fell out of it.

This card is similar in size to a mobile phone card, with several strings of special symbols on it, which are stored in the form of Morse passwords, which are basically difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Lynch remembered about half a minute, then opened the back cover of the phone and inserted this special card into the card slot.

After restarting the phone, the familiar interface is gone, and there is only a pale white input box.

Lynch carefully typed the code he had just memorized into the keyboard, this kind of input only has one chance, and if it is mistyped, the card will be ineffective.

The whole process, Lynch actually took more than ten minutes, this kind of binary code input is quite cumbersome, not as simple as numbers and letters, all are long and short pauses between dots and strokes, because the length and shortness of the pauses between each symbol represent different spelling meanings, only if all the input is correct, can you enter the secret service's distress system.

This is the only lifeline for Lynch, who can save him from Watergate Prison, except for Sister Miaomiao, he can't think of a second person.