The eldest of the four fugitives was naturally the middle-aged man who wanted to knock Yang Jie with an iron rod, and when Yang Jie pushed the door in, although he woke up, his eyes were closed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Hearing someone coming in, he only glanced at Yang Jie, and then closed his eyes again.

Unlike Xu Qiang, although middle-aged people are afraid of Yang Jie, they are not panicked from the bottom of their hearts, and naturally, they can't talk about giving Yang Jie a good face.

"The smell of rancidity, it turned out that I went to rob the tomb, I thought I had been in the mountains for a long time, it was like this."

The middle-aged man ignored himself, but Yang Jie was not angry, and walked around the ward by himself, and said at the same time: "Disturbing the rest of the dead and destroying the cemetery of the deceased is just a way to make a fortune in your eyes." ”

"Do you think you're right? Can you blame the world for being too cruel? Forcing people like you to do illegal and criminal acts? ”

As Yang Jie opened his mouth sentence by sentence, the middle-aged man also opened his eyes. Since Yang Jie already knew about the tomb robbery, it must be one of the others who spoke to the police.

"Xu Qiang told you? That grandson is not a thing. ”

"Hehe, whether he said it or not, it doesn't matter." Turning around and looking directly at the man on the hospital bed, Yang Jie smiled and said, "The important thing is you, what will you tell me?" ”

"There's nothing to say, and I'm not afraid of this crime!"

The middle-aged man's tone was obviously much tougher than Xu's, and when he heard this, not only Yang Jie's eyebrows furrowed, but even Zhang Xi, who was silent next to him, also followed suit.

"Okay, I'm not afraid of itching when there are more lice, and my mouth is very hard." With such a smile and sigh, Yang Jie's face gradually turned cold, and he paced to the cabinet where the medicines were placed on the side, and glanced at the medicines here.

Soon, he found what he wanted, not a rarity, but an old-fashioned white piece of clear glass with a label on the outside: morphine.

Taking out the small glass bottle containing the morphine liquid, Yang Jie motioned to the middle-aged man to take a look: "You know what this thing is, right?" You say, I'll give you a tube to go in, what will happen? ”

As he spoke, he turned around and Yang Jie's other hand had already opened a pack of syringes, inserted them into the glass bottle, pulled the syringe slightly and twitched, and soon most of the syringes were filled with liquid medicine.

Lift the needle, aim the needle at the drip bag hanging on the iron frame, slowly push the needle, and the light bubbles gradually form in the bag.

"Stop, stop, stop, you madman, I say, I'll tell you all."

The middle-aged man knows morphine, and he knows even more that if Yang Jie is injected like this, he will never live for an hour. Now he is really panicked, worse than Xu Qiang before.

"Heh~~"

With a chuckle, Yang Jie took off the needle, this year, don't look at the many people who talk about it, but if you really want to talk about not being afraid of death, he has not seen one so far.

Yang Jie stopped, the middle-aged man, after taking a deep breath, looked at the two people in the ward, and then looked at Yang Jie: "I can only tell you that she must go out." ”

Hearing this, Yang Jiegang's stretched brows furrowed again, and after glancing at Zhang Di, he inserted the needle in his hand back into the drip bag. This guy doesn't remember his surname for a long time, and at this point, he dares to talk about conditions.

In the face of Yang Jie's actions, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and glared at Yang Jie: "If you don't let her go out, I won't say anything if you kill me, there are more people who know, I will definitely not live long, anyway, it is all death, it is better not to say it." ”

Although he didn't want to believe it, the middle-aged man's expression was telling Yang Jie that he wasn't lying. In desperation, Yang Jie had no choice but to look at Zhang Xi, and the two looked at each other for a long time, and the latter bowed his head slightly: "I'll wait for you at the door." ”

With that, Zhang Xi left the ward, and closed the door by the way when he went out.

"Now you can say, no matter how dishonest you are, don't blame me for not letting you get out alive. You must know that people like you, even if they die here, no one will investigate it carefully, and a medical malpractice report can solve all problems. ”

Listening to Yang Jie's words, the middle-aged man nodded with a calm face, and said after a while: "Yes, I stole a batch of antiquities from the cemetery, except for some gadgets that were directly exchanged for money, and some of them were sent to the undersea tunnel." ”

Undersea Tunnel!

Hearing these four words, Yang Jie's expression was slightly paused, why did he have anything to do with this resort again?

"In your eyes, maybe the undersea tunnel is a place to have fun, and at most you know that there are casinos and gray bars in it."

"But in the eyes of those of us, the undersea tunnel is the safest way to get out of the stolen goods."

"Every weekend night, there are auctions in the undersea tunnel, and most of the things they auction are not coming from the right way, just like the ancient tomb goods I sent this time."

Fence

After hearing these words, Yang Jie's eyebrows flickered, it seems that the undersea tunnel is really not a good place, but it is actually the best place to sell stolen goods in Jiangnan City.

"Now you know why I can only tell you one person? I can't afford to mess with the undersea tunnel, and if a third person knows, no one can guarantee that the matter will not get out. ”

"Even if I go to jail, it's going to be easy for them to kill me."

"I'll give you the nameplate of the undersea tunnel auction, you can go to the auction the day after tomorrow with the nameplate, and you can take the money from the auction of my few things at that time."

The middle-aged man finished his words in one breath, and then closed his eyes, in fact, when he said these words, he also struggled in his heart. Whether he wanted to make up a lie to deceive Yang Jie, he also considered it.

But seeing Yang Jie's eyes, sharp and cold, he didn't dare to lie anymore. He was really afraid that Yang Jie would inject all the tubes of liquid medicine into his drip bag.

He was afraid of death, so he told the truth.

But even so, as a listener, Yang Jie would not fully believe what he said, silently thinking about the news he had just gotten, and after a while, he asked: "The undersea tunnel, there is no investigation into your identity?" ”

"This will not be, they only recognize the goods, not the people, and they will issue nameplates after receiving the goods, and whoever has a nameplate can go to the auction. If they all get to the bottom of it, how can anyone send things there for auction. ”

With a slight bow, he agreed with this statement, but he still had a question: "Why did you tell me?" You know, even if you don't say that, or don't say it all, it's hard for me to find out if you're lying. ”

Faced with this problem, the middle-aged man, who had originally returned to peace, returned to his hideousness again: "I don't want to say it, but you threaten me with your life, do I have the right not to say it?" ”

"Hehe~~ The person who knows the times is Junjie, okay, the last question, where is the nameplate?"

"Still in the warehouse, I put it in the iron pipe at the foot of the table, in a black iron box."

Hearing this, Yang Jie bowed his head silently, didn't ask anything more, and slowly walked to the door of the ward. And when he just walked out of the ward, Zhang Xi, who had been waiting outside for a while, hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is it?" What are you asking? ”

"Everything that needs to be said has been said, the things are sent to the undersea tunnel, what do you say?"

What is the highest level of lying, that is, half-truths, half-truths, untruths and falsehoods, concealing the information of auctions and nameplates, and only pulling out the 'undersea tunnel' as a shield.

"Undersea Tunnel?"

Compared with Yang Jie, an outsider, Zhang Xi, a native of Jiangnan, knows the meaning of these four words better, you must know that in the past seven or eight years, the undersea tunnel has become more and more popular year by year, and it has become more and more famous year by year.

"Let's go, go back to the bureau."

"Hey, you're just perfunctory to me? And another question, did you really inject him with morphine? If he hadn't called for a stop, wouldn't you be a murderer by now? ”

"Murderers? Ha~~"

Hearing this, Yang Jie smiled inexplicably, threw away the porcelain bottle he took from the shelf with his right hand: "I really haven't heard of someone dying because of injecting five milliliters of normal saline." ”

The label on the bottle is not morphine at all, but normal saline that can no longer be ordinary.

"How is this?"

Seeing the glass bottle in his hand, Zhang Xi was speechless, he was tricked by the guy in front of him, and the fugitive in the ward was even more ruthless by him.