People who are not familiar with ricin may not have heard of it.

It is estimated that an average injection of less than 0.2 milligrams can poison an adult. It is thousands of times more toxic than arsenic and 23 times more toxic than cobra toxin.

But if you like the "history of espionage" you have heard of it, and you can't avoid the Bulgarian traitor Olky Markov.

He died of an inexplicable illness in England in 1978, and the medical examiner found an extremely small bead containing 0.2 milligrams of ricin in his leg during an autopsy.

It was later found out that Markov had been in contact with an unknown man at a bus stop 4 days before his death, and the other party's umbrella "accidentally" touched Markov in the process, and it was this time that killed Markov 4 days later. Another Bulgarian defector, Kostov, also died in the same assassination modus operandi, and the medical examiner found the lethal ricin bead on his back during the autopsy.

In other words, Desmond had been poisoned just a few days before he died!

Emmett was locked in a small dark room, he lowered his head, his mood was down, in addition to the sound of weak breathing, even the sound of his heartbeat was faint, no one kept thinking about what he was thinking, maybe he himself was also empty, he couldn't figure out how Desmond, who was still discussing just now, was dead!

The death was miserable and hideous, apparently after a strong struggle.

chirping

The door opened, and a bright light penetrated through the gap, shining at Emmett's feet, slowly moving up along his trouser legs, and finally this light was reflected on his face, Emmett slowly raised his head and saw a pair of brand new leather shoes standing in front of him, the sunlight was a little dazzling, his pupils shrank, and he slowed down for a while to see clearly who came, I hadn't seen it, but it was obviously not low.

"Emmett. Bill Bosch? What did you say when you met Desmond? "As soon as the other party came up, they asked, and they didn't introduce themselves.

Is this taking him as one of the suspects? Emmett's mind was full of mixed feelings, and he spoke, "Mr. Desmond wants to transfer Nicholas, and he thinks that Bagu is not safe. ”

"Anything else?"

"No, when I got to my seat, there was an attack." Emmett paused, "Then I heard that Mr. Desmond was dead. ”

The other party kept staring at him, hoping to see something wrong from his facial expression, but the other party's face was stiff and tired, and he nodded, "Mr. Desmond died of poisoning, I'm sorry, you have to stay here for a while, and when we find out, you can leave." ”

When Emmett saw that he was leaving, he hurriedly asked, "Is there a clue then?" ”

"We'll find the killer." The other party just said that, closed the door and left, Emmett then lowered his head and pondered, he didn't find that there was a surveillance in the upper right corner of his head, there were more than a dozen monitors in it, observing his expression from different angles, Emmett was still the biggest suspect.

……

At this time, Tang Dao was lying on the bed curled up in the ancient prison of Bas, and it was very quiet in the corridor outside, but the cellmate next door was snoring quite loudly.

In the middle of the night, I'm afraid the prison guards don't want to patrol back and forth.

Suddenly!

Tang Dao opened his eyes, looked at the top of his head, it was still a little scary, sat up from the bed, took out the paper from the pocket of his prison uniform, squinted his hand diagonally, and squinted a little by the moonlight.

This is a diagram of the interior of the Bashi Ancient Jail??

Is it to let yourself borrow this jailbreak?

Tang Dao thinks this thing is very chicken, can he get out with a map? Stuff the paper into the hole next to the wooden bed, it's not big, it's just a little bit thinner, just enough to stuff a piece of paper, put your hands on your stomach, slightly distracted, as if thinking about something.

Outside, the stars are shifting, and the sun is rising.

Prison guards with batons knocked on each iron door and shouted, "Get ready to come out for breakfast." Keep your personal belongings in order. ”

Tang Dao folded the quilt and arranged his hair in the mirror, I have to say that French prisons are still very humane, each room has a small window to breathe, and the most important thing is to be able to electronic devices, of course, this article is only for some prisoners who do not commit serious crimes, like Tang Dao, more than half an hour a day is very good.

After a while, a prison guard came to open the door, and Tang Dao and the others stood neatly on the corridor, lining up and walking towards the canteen.

Walking side by side with Tang Dao is a sturdy black man, who can be called strong next to Tang Dao, who is close to 190, I'm afraid it's really a muscular man, with a long scar at the corner of his left eye, just a little, perhaps, his eyes are scared.

"Asian?" Blacks were surprised when they saw him, Bagu was a place for felons, especially in their area, most of them were blacks, whites rarely saw Asians, after all, Asians still love life very much, and the crime rate is low.

"What did you get in for?"

The black man is a talker, and most of all curious, "My name is Breurgore, Filipino." ”

“？？” Tang Dao glanced at him with disbelief, are there blacks in the Philippines?

"I'm naturalized and I've lived in the Philippines for 17 years! It's been there since I was a child. ”

"Can you be quiet? Mr. Tang Dao asked impatiently, Brewer's voice was stuck, and the prison guards in front of him stared at him maliciously, so he could only shut his mouth in disdain.

A group of people walked to the cafeteria, breakfast was milk and bread, and everyone had a limited amount, Tang Dao was just about to eat, Brewer came over with a plate and sat next to him, "Man, what a coincidence." ”

Damn!

Tang Dao cursed secretly, and just as he was about to refute, he heard Brewer suddenly say, "Let's get up quickly, let's change positions." ”

Brewer was in a hurry and wanted to pull him up, and just then a few more people walked towards the table, wearing prison uniforms but not covering the tattoos on their necks.

"Brewer? Where are you going? "The leader was a bespectacled, soft-spoken white man who seemed mild-mannered.

"Boss Arvid... I. ”

The white man named Arvid had a smile on the corner of his mouth and looked at Tang Dao next to him, "Is this your friend?" I haven't seen it? New Asians? ”

"Boss Arvid, his name is..."Brewer was busy with the introduction, but he was also embarrassed to find that he didn't know what to call it. Just looked at Tang Dao and hit it with his elbow, "My name is Nicholas." ”

Arvid nodded, "Nicholas, nice name, very white skin, no wonder Brewer took a fancy to you and gave him to me, and the interest you owe me will be forgotten." ”

Brewer was embarrassed, "Boss Arvid, this... He's a newcomer, he doesn't understand. ”

"I like newcomers, younger than you." Avid's eyes are very uncomfortable, like a ruffian.

Tang Dao felt disgusted, frowned, the irritability in his heart ignited again, took out the napkin on the table, wiped the corners of his mouth, and was about to get up with the basin, this Avid also stood up, and reached out to Tang Dao's shoulder, which just stretched out, Tang Dao's backhand was to smash the basin on the other party's head, and pulled Avid's hand to his side, pulling him directly to the table.

That's not all, pick up the knife and fork, and fork it down against Avid's cheek!

The fork pierced half of his face directly!

"Whoa, whoa!" Arvid shouted in pain, was kicked down by Tang Dao, lay on the ground and stretched out his hand to cover his face, but he didn't dare to move, screaming.

"Fuck! It's disgusting! ”

Tang Dao cursed, picked up the basin from the ground and threw it on the table, and... Hold your head and squat up.