Chapter 373: Deadly Game

Wu Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart when he heard Brother Jun's last few words: It seems that these people are really going to attack Yang Jianhua, and their murder this time is semi-public, and they are not worried about being known by the people in the number room.

But what are he and his dick going to do with all this rough toilet paper? Could this be their tool of murder?

When thinking of the words "killing tools", Wu Xiaofeng suddenly remembered a historical novel he had seen many years ago, which described in detail some tortures invented by Jinyiwei in the Ming Dynasty's East Factory and West Factory, one of which was to torture or kill people with paper.

This kind of torture has a beautiful name called "rain pouring plum blossoms", that is, the limbs of the prisoner are fixed on the bed, so that he cannot move, and then the wet yellow table paper is covered on the face layer by layer, blocking the mouth and nose, and suffocating it. Torture is generally used, and occasionally execution. Because this kind of torture does not leave any scars on the surface, it was often used by prison guards in the Ming and Qing dynasties to murder prisoners. Under normal circumstances, after the prisoner is plastered with five layers of wet paper on his face, he will suffocate and fall into a coma, and if he is added to the seventh layer of paper, he will definitely die.

Now looking at the strange behavior of Brother Jun and the second brother carefully wetting the rough-edged paper, it is likely that someone has taught them this cruel and unobtrusive method of killing, and they will have to find Yang Jianhua to do the test later.

At this time, it was more than three o'clock in the morning, which was the time when the police officers were most tired and wanted to sleep the most, and the police officers patrolling on the upper floor of the number would not often appear, and it was the best time to murder Yang Jianhua.

Wu Xiaofeng guessed: When he goes out of the toilet after going to the toilet, he will immediately see a thrilling murder scene......

Sure enough, in the few minutes he was squatting in the toilet, Brother Jun and the second brother had already wet all the raw edge paper in their hands, and then put them in a washbasin, and the two of them walked out one after the other.

Wu Xiaofeng knew that things had reached a critical moment, so he didn't dare to stay in the toilet anymore, so he quickly stood up and tied his pants, and followed Brother Jun and them outside.

At this time, Brother Jun and the second brother had already walked to the place where Yang Jianhua was lying, and said with a dark smile: "Director Yang, let's play a game now." The name of this game is 'Turtle Breath Gong', which is to test your lung capacity, which is to put several layers of wet paper on your face, and you try to hold your breath for as long as you can. We have a limit of two minutes, and if you are okay within two minutes, we will remove the wet paper from your face, and you will win the game, and tomorrow you will not have to meditate, you will not have to work, and we will pool the money to buy you chicken and fish to eat. If you can't hold on for two minutes, we will take down the wet paper in advance, count you as losing, and tomorrow we will pay for a good meal for the brothers in the whole warehouse, okay? ”

At this time, all the people in the number woke up, and when they heard Brother Jun's words, those detainees who didn't know the inside story thought that he really wanted to play a game, so they all sat up, looked at Yang Jianhua's side curiously, and waited with interest to see the excitement.

As soon as Wu Xiaofeng heard Brother Jun's words, he immediately understood their ruse: first stabilize Yang Jianhua in the name of playing games, and at the same time paralyze those unwitting fellow prisoners, so as not to make noise or call the police. In the process of playing the game, they will control Yang Jianhua so that he cannot struggle, and then paste layers of stickers on his face until he suffocates to death.

In this way, in the process of their killing, the other detainees will think that it is a game, and no one will come out to stop or call the police; At the same time, after killing Yang Jianhua, all the prisoners in the same warehouse can testify that Yang Jianhua died accidentally while playing a game, and it was not a deliberate murder. In this way, it is possible to avoid being implicated in the mastermind behind this murder to the greatest extent......

Yang Jianhua didn't happen to read the book that recorded the torture of Jinyiwei like Wu Xiaofeng, so he didn't know that these wet papers could also kill people, but with an instinctive vigilance, he felt that the game that Brother Jun and the others wanted to play with him was not so simple, and there must be murder in it. Therefore, he stared at Brother Jun and the others with fearful eyes, and kept shaking his head and said, "Bosses, I'm very tired now, I just want to sleep, I don't want to play any games. If you want me to have a treat, I still have more than 2,000 yuan in my card, and I can let the supervisor get a few good dishes tomorrow, and I will ask you to add food. ”

Brother Jun glared at him and shouted, "If you want to play a game, you have to play, what are you talking about?" The third and fourth brothers, you take a few brothers to hold his hands and feet, and prevent him from struggling and moving. On the twenty-fifth and twenty-eighth, the two of you are responsible for putting stickers on his face. and I watched from the sidelines, and if he couldn't stand it, we'd stop the game in time. ”

His last two sentences are still used to paralyze the unsuspecting detainees.

The second and third children had obviously received Brother Jun's secret instructions in advance, and as soon as they heard him speak, they immediately waved their hands to a few junior brothers around them, and five or six people rushed up and squeezed Yang Jianhua's hands and feet. The big murderer No. 25 covered Yang Jianhua's mouth with a fan-like palm to prevent him from wailing for help; No. 28 took out a wet piece of raw-edged paper from the basin, handed it to No. 25, and asked him to stick the paper on Yang Jianhua's face. In this way, even if No. 25 doesn't cover his mouth, Yang Jianhua can only make a vague "hmm" sound in his mouth......

At this time, all the detainees in the room stood up excitedly and kept crowding towards the place where Yang Jianhua was, all wanting to see this interesting "game" with their own eyes.

The fourth Lao Si, who was in charge of maintaining order, saw that the people at the front door were crowding towards the back door, and immediately lowered his voice and shouted: "Let's stop where Lao Tzu is, turn around, and no one is allowed to look back at this side." The fifth, the sixth, the seventh, the three of you stand in the middle of the bed and separate the people over there. When I find someone turning around and peeking or trying to come this way, hit me hard until I have a long memory! ”

Those detainees who wanted to see the excitement heard Brother Jun's vicious words, and saw that the fifth, sixth, seventh and others had already stood in the center of the shop, glared at them with vicious eyes, and quickly turned around in unison, not daring to look at Yang Jianhua "playing games" again.

In this way, Wu Xiaofeng, who had been standing facing the back door, was particularly eye-catching: I saw that his thin body suddenly straightened up, and his bright eyes burst with essence, after hearing Brother Jun's warning, not only did he not turn his body around, but jumped onto the aisle under the shop, and successively picked up a few people who were blocking in front, and rushed straight to Yang Jianhua's side.

Brother Jun also noticed Wu Xiaofeng's abnormal behavior, and immediately glared and shouted, "Lao Jiu, what do you want to do?" Didn't I let you honestly sleep over there? Go back! ”

Wu Xiaofeng didn't answer him, and once again pulled away the two people who were blocking in front of him with his hand, and stood in front of the defense line composed of the fifth, sixth, seventh and others.