After the assassination, Umezu Mijiro hid in the headquarters and no longer dared to go out casually, even if he did show up, it was a hug from front to back, and there were never less than a hundred bodyguards.

Zhang Jinghui listened to Umezu's words and sat at home waiting for news. To say that he is not in a hurry must be nonsense, how can Zhang Xiaohui also be his biological son, how can he not be in a hurry with his flesh and bones and tendons? When the old lady at home met with the seventh grandmother, she asked her grandson and son, and Zhang Jinghui in order to avoid these two, he simply studied with General Umezu and moved to the prime minister's office to live, and he did not go home.

The news of Umezu Mijiro and the news of Zhang Jinghui Ren Laifeng knew that the intelligence network of the military command was not only famous, but also capable of doing practical things. Zhang Jinghui hid in the prime minister's office and didn't go out, so how could he do it? Ren Laifeng also plans to talk to His Excellency Premier Zhang about certain topics.

He doesn't show up, let's let him show up! Ren Laifeng took Xi Zi, Niu Hei, and Xiao Kuaishou to the secret detention point to see Zhang Xiaohui.

Zhang Xiaohui has been locked up here for less than a day, but she has suffered from old age. There is no food to eat, no water to drink, and he has to endure huge mental torture, how can a young master like him, who has been pampered since childhood, stand this?

Ren Laifeng didn't want to starve to death or die of thirst Zhang Xiaohui, he instructed the guards to provide three meals a day to the prisoners on time. But he didn't prescribe what to eat for three meals a day. The guards pondered, and it was quite boring to be idle anyway, so they simply improvised to have some fun.

Meals are served on a plate. There were no tables or benches in the cell, not even a toilet. Zhang Xiaohui sat on the ground, looked at the plate and pondered for a long time, only to find that he had not prepared chopsticks and spoons, and if he wanted to eat, he had to grasp it with his hands.

You can use your hands to grasp it, isn't this a bit unhygienic? Zhang Xiaohui was beaten before he was arrested, and he was slightly injured, although he underwent simple treatment, the injury did not heal so quickly, and it hurt when he moved. Zhang Xiaohui was scared and painful, and he didn't feel hungry. Looking at a plate of brown rice mixed with pickles, he also had no appetite, and the plate of rice did not move from noon to evening.

When it was time for dinner, the soldier on guard turned over with a bowl and said, "Hey, boy, there's a kind!" If you don't eat lunch, you won't be hungry for dinner that night, right? ”

If Zhang Xiaohui said that I was hungry at this time, the man would put down the dinner for him, and at the last time, he would have to leave him the plate of lunch at noon. But Young Master Zhang was painful and tired, and he didn't want to lose face, so he held his breath and didn't say a word. The guard shook his head and smiled, picked up his lunch and left, leaving him with no dinner in the evening. I didn't even leave a bowl of water!

As you all know, you can't go without eating for a few days without drinking water. Especially Zhang Xiaohui, who still has injuries on his body, he can't stand it even more if he doesn't drink water, and at the end of the day, his lips are peeled. And that's not the main thing, the main thing is that there is no toilet! People can go a day without eating or drinking, but they basically can't stand it if they don't pull or scatter for a day.

A living person can't suffocate urine, can he? Zhang Xiaohui couldn't stand it anymore, so he banged on the door and called the guard, asking the family to get him a toilet, or let him go out to the toilet.

The guard yelled at him, "We don't have a toilet here." Let you go out to the bathroom? That's a disobedience, we don't dare! I'm sorry, but bear with me. The guard turned around and left, actually looking for a place to hide and peep.

Zhang Xiaohui couldn't hold it back, so he went to the corner to solve it himself. As a result, he was only halfway resolved, and the guard knocked on the door outside, "Hey, what are you doing?" Hey, Young Master Zhang, how can you defecate anywhere? You have made this environment so dirty, how will you live in the future? ”

Zhang Xiaohui was embarrassed and blushed, this can be regarded as a shame to go home! Since then, as long as Zhang Xiaohui can't hold back and wants to solve it, the guards will always remind him halfway through the solution, either sarcastic, sarcastic, or directly abusive. Until the next day, Ren Laifeng interrogated him.

As soon as they met, Ren Laifeng even wondered if the guards had changed their bags. Zhang Xiaohui in his impression is not like this. Although the young man has a bad character and behaves perversely, he still cleans up quite neatly. Compared with the person in front of him, it is simply a heaven and an earth.

The Zhang Xiaohui in front of him, his unkempt face was full of bloodshot and red heckness, and his body was dirty. Swinging from side to side, he looked like a tuberculosis patient. Looking at his eyebrows carefully, he was sure that this was Zhang Xiaohui, and Ren Laifeng was still wondering. What happened to this kid yesterday? How did it come to this?

"Zhang Xiaohui, do you want to go home?" For the current Zhang Xiaohui, it is undoubtedly the biggest temptation to return to his previous life. Ren Laifeng didn't have to go through the motions to him at all, and directly threw out the temptation.

"Think, I want to go home! Uncle, I want to go home! Please, let me go home! Hearing the word "go home", Zhang Xiaohui almost didn't cry. He begged Ren Laifeng with a crying voice.

"If you want to go home, you can. But you'll have to promise me something. ”

"You say, you say. Whatever I do, I'll say yes! As long as she can go home, it doesn't matter to Zhang Xiaohui what she promises. As long as he can return to his previous living environment, what is the requirement that he can't do?

"You write a letter for me." Ren Laifeng waved his hand, and the mat took the pen and paper and put it in front of Zhang Xiaohui.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaohui doesn't look at people as bastards, and her handwriting is quite beautiful. After writing, Zhang Xiaohui is affixed below, year, month and day. Quite a formal letter.

"Press the handprint!" There was a roar from ahead.

"Fingerprints? I didn't print clay. ”

"What more do you want? Just bite your fingers and press the bloody handprints! Niu Hei shook his head and gave Zhang Xiaohui a bad idea.

Biting your own fingers yourself? Zhang Xiaohui looked at all the ten fingers of his two hands, and he couldn't get out of his mouth! Biting your finger by yourself, it hurts! Zhang Xiaohui was afraid of pain. Kiko couldn't stand it anymore, "Come on, look at how uncomfortable you are, I'll help you." ”

"Thank you, thank you. Ah, what are you doing? Yes! Zhang Xiaohui thought that Xizi was going to bring him ink clay. Who knew that the mat went over and took out a knife, grabbed his hand, and cut the belly of the index finger of his right hand fiercely! The blood flowed out, and Zhang Xiaohui's tears fell at the same time.

"Hurry up! It's too late to wait for the blood to dry, and you have to cut it again, take advantage of the blood at this time, press it quickly! Ren Laifeng also helped Zhang Xiaohui come up with ideas.

Zhang Xiaohui gritted his teeth and was ruthless, dipped the blood on his index finger, and pressed all ten fingers.

"Okay, clean up for Young Master Zhang, take a shower and change clothes, and then have a good meal, so that Premier Zhang will say that we abuse children."