Yang Fan was taken into the police car outside the villa by two plainclothes people, but he was always calm.

……

"Sister, Yang Fan was taken away by the police, is this your idea?"

Ling Shuangshuang came to her senses, called Ling Ruoshi as soon as possible, and asked angrily.

"Xiao Nizi, are you distressed to see that dead deflated three being taken away?"

"How can you be so ruthless to Yang Fan, even if I beg you now, let Yang Fan go, even if you drive him out of the house, you can't put him to death like this!"

"Hmph. The last time I beat the old lady, I was soft-handed? Now you want the old lady to let him go, no way! ”

A beep.

Ling Ruoshi hung up the phone.

Ling Shuangshuang immediately called Ling Yuanhong again and told him about Yang Fan being taken away by the police.

"Earlier, the police came to the hospital to investigate, and I knew about Yang Fan's situation. Ruoshi invited Zhao Yinglong to deal with him this time, this is a ruthless character with a beast's heart, Yang Fan was taken away by the police, it should be Ruoshi's idea. Zhao Yinglong has a deep network in the police system of S City, and now Yang Fan's problem is very tricky, and I will try my best to find a way. ”

"They slandered Yang Fan a lot of crimes, and if Yang Fan confessed to these crimes, then his life would be ruined! My sister's methods are so vicious! ”

"Xiaoshuang, don't worry about Yang Fan's situation, have you forgotten that Yang Fan still has mental illness? Based on this alone, I can ask the best lawyer in S City to get Yang Fan out of the police station first. Ling Yuanhong said calmly.

Ling Shuangshuang was still uneasy and said: "I'm afraid that Long Shao will treat Yang Fan in an unconventional way, the longer the time drags on, I'm afraid that Yang Fan will be more auspicious." ”

"There will be news in the evening at the latest, don't panic first, and believe grandpa." Ling Yuanhong hung up the phone after speaking.

In fact, Ling Yuanhong also felt difficult about this matter, but it was not revealed on the surface.

He knew very well what kind of character Zhao Yinglong was, and dealing with Yang Fan without any background was as simple as pinching an ant to death.

It's just that in Yang Fan's affairs, the one who disappointed him the most was Ling Ruoshi.

How could this girl be so cold and heartless now?

……

The police car left the villa and did not go directly to the police station, but took Yang Fan to a detention center located in the suburbs.

An hour later.

The police car stopped in front of the detention center's two closed iron gates.

"Get out of the car!"

Yang Fan was forcefully pushed out of the car by a plainclothes man next to him.

When he saw the tall fence and barbed wire in front of him, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

At this time, the door in front of him opened, and out came two armed policemen with a slight charge, with cold faces.

Yang Fan was taken into custody by the two armed police officers and plainclothes policemen and taken into the detention center.

Inside the walls of the detention center is a large activity square, surrounded by armed police armed with sniring rifles.

Yang Fan carefully paid attention to everything around him, thinking that he had been brought to the cell.

He was then taken into an interrogation room in a building.

Sitting on a cold iron chair, plainclothes unhandcuffed him, and said coldly: "Take off your clothes!" ”

"Why do you want to undress?"

"! Don't dwell on it here. "Plainclothes wanted to slap Yang Fan at that time.

Yang Fan pursed his lips, he knew very well in his heart what would happen to the police in this cell, he didn't say anything, under the gaze of the plainclothes police and the armed police, he slowly took off the robe on his body, leaving only a pair of underwear.

"What age is it, I still wear robes, I've seen someone pretending to be forced, I've never seen this kid pretend to be forced like this." Another plainclothes man took Yang Fan's robe with a look of disdain.

The armed police guarding him brought a set of blue prison uniforms and asked Yang Fan to put them on himself.

On the back of the prison uniform, there are four numbers representing Yang Fan's identity as a prisoner: 1256.

Immediately, he was handcuffed with a pair of handcuffs and leg cuffs.

At this time, a plainclothes person took out an interrogation statement that had been prepared long ago and walked up to Yang Fan, and said, "If you don't want to be guilty, just put a fingerprint on this." ”

Although Yang Fan didn't know what the specific content of the confession was, he could probably imagine that he had to press the mudra even if he didn't press the handprint today, otherwise they would bend to him, and he would be a bunch of scum.

If you press your handprint, you confess on your behalf.

Even if he is not guilty, he will be unjustly imprisoned.

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses, and when they get out of here, they will settle accounts with these scumbags!

Yang Fan frowned slightly, and dipped the thumb of his right hand in the bright red mud handed by the plainclothes, and pressed the handprint on the confession.

The two plainclothes men smiled at each other, said nothing, confessed, and then turned to leave.

Yang Fan was then escorted into the No. 1 cell of the detention center by two armed policemen.

The cell was dark and smelled sour, and there were no beds to sleep in, only two planks laid on the floor.

After Yang Fan entered, there was another man in the cell, also handcuffed to his hands and feet, sitting on the left plank, leaning against the wall.

He always kept his head down, and his hair was long, so that Yang Fan couldn't see what he looked like, but he was very burly and strong, and the skin exposed outside the prison uniform had many gunshot wounds and scars, especially on his two hands, which were covered with a thick layer of calluses.

Yang Fan walked to him and sat cross-legged and sat down, his eyes kept looking at the man curiously.

A cold, emotionless voice, with a hoarse and deep voice, came from the man's mouth, saying, "Look at me again, and I'll send you to hell now." ”

His words were as cold as ice thorns piercing Yang Fan's chest.

Yang Fan smiled slightly and said, "Under Yang Fan." ”

"Huh?"

"I was wrongfully imprisoned."

"Huh... Haha......"

Yang Fan's words made the man sneer and slowly raised his head.

Pitch-black eyes, those eyes were as sharp as a blade, with sharp and angular cold outlines, and a long scar on the left cheek.

The first time Yang Fan saw this man's gaze, his heart sank, but he didn't have any fear, he was more curious about the man's identity.

The man was also secretly surprised in his heart, ordinary people would never be as calm as Yang Fan when they saw him.

"Cell No. 1 is a temporary place for murderers. How many people did you kill? ”

"If Yang Fan wants to kill them, count them as a full fifty."

The man's heart shook slightly, but he became interested in Yang Fan's affairs and asked, "Why don't you kill?" ”

Yang Fan chuckled: "It's just to teach them a lesson." Why are you locked up here? ”

"Like you, I was wronged." The man pursed his lips and sneered.

"Oh? It seems that this is a prison. Yang Fan muttered and said, "Brother Tai, I heard you speak in a light voice, weak breath, and breathing palpitations, if my judgment is correct, you should have suffered internal injuries, and sometimes said." ”

"How do you know?"

"I'm a doctor."

"Haha, you're such an interesting guy." The man couldn't help but laugh.

"It's also fate that we can meet here, what's your name? If you trust me Yang, I can use the acupoint technique to heal your injuries. ”

"You're going to heal your wounds?" The man was even more surprised.

Yang Fan nodded and said, "With your injury, it will be very painful to endure it all the time." If you're willing to give it a try, you'll be able to feel the effects in half an hour. ”

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"

"You're not going to kill me."

"Why?"

"This internal injury is the internal organs injured by the master of internal strength, resulting in the blockage of important meridians, I am afraid that in this world except me, even if someone treats the internal injury for you, it will not be able to dredge the blocked meridians, if you can't dredge the meridians for more than a month, your power will be lost forever."

The man's heart shook suddenly, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?" ”

"I am Yang Fan, the attending doctor of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Huatian Hospital." Yang Fan smiled slightly and said, "Of course, if you don't trust me, just treat it as if I didn't say what I said just now." And when he had finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

"Ryuuji." The man said his name lightly.

Yang Fan opened his eyes, nodded slightly at Long Er, walked up to him, and said, "I have to cut your pulse to know your specific injury." ”

Long Er nodded, stretched out his right hand, and asked Yang Fan to cut the pulse.

"It seems that my judgment is not wrong, you were really injured by the master of internal strength, otherwise with your strength, this cell will not be able to trap you."

Long Er smiled and said, "I can't see that your kid really has two brushes." ”

After a while.

Yang Fan withdrew his right hand and said, "I already know your injuries, I will help you treat them now, it will be a little painful, I hope you can endure it." ”

"Come on, if my Ryuji shouts, you will be my ancestor."

Yang Fan took a deep breath, although it was not convenient to use the acupoints with handcuffs, but he could barely heal Long'er.

Poof!

There was a muffled sound.

Yang Fan's two fingers were like swords, poking at the first acupoint of the Taiyin Lung Meridian in Long Er's chest, Zhongfu.

Poof! Poof!

The fingers may be deep or shallow, with an interval of no more than one second, and the fingers will poke at other acupuncture points continuously.

Ryuuji frowned, enduring the stinging pain in his lungs as if it was about to tear, but he didn't say a word.

Long Er's endurance made Yang Fan admire it very much.

Half an hour later.

Yang Fan's last finger poked Long Er's Extreme Spring Acupoint, instantly unblocking the blocked meridians in Long Er's body.

Ryuuji felt a pleasure that he had never felt before, and he couldn't hold back for a moment, and turned his head to the side and spewed out a mouthful of pitch-black blood.

"How does it feel?"

"It seems that you are a miracle doctor." Long Er wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Yang Fan in surprise, "If I can get out of here, I will pick you up and drink with you." ”

Yang Fan smiled and said, "With your skills, you shouldn't be an ordinary person. ”

Long Er said: "I can't tell you my identity, I helped me Long Er today, I owe you a favor, and I will repay you if I have the opportunity." ”

Yang Fan smiled and said, "If you want to escape, I have a plan to help you." However, you have to think clearly, if you break from prison, you will be wanted and hunted down. ”

"Hahaha... Fuck, if I stay here, I'll be caught and shot in a month! What can you do to help me? ”

"Fake your death."

"Huh?" Ryuji's heart shook again.

Yang Fan said: "I can let you maintain a state of suspended animation for twelve hours, so that your body loses all life characteristics, even a doctor with high medical skills can't judge it." But I have just healed your internal injuries, and you can no longer bear the physical burden of entering a state of suspended animation, and you must rest for three days. ”

"You're so good, you can figure it out. If I pretend to die suddenly here and want to escape from prison, it's easy, and I finally see hope. ”

If he hadn't suffered internal injuries before, it would not be difficult for him to escape from this detention center with his strength, but Yang Fan came up with a way to fake his death, which was much less risky than forcibly escaping from prison.