The fifteenth arrondissement is huge.

But there are also some smaller ones.

The population density is small, the pressure of life is low, and even the prison is much smaller than in other places.

"The prison was built 45 years ago, and has since undergone many upgrades, the surveillance has been upgraded four times, the door locks have all been replaced with electronic locks, and the entire prison is under the control of a security system." Feng Fugui said to the two.

Things always come to you inadvertently and in familiar ways.

The flames are more clearly visible during the daytime.

The last time there was a prison fire was at night, and the thick smoke and darkness blocked the view, causing the fire to look oppressive, like a flame giant that chose to devour people, and people were afraid to approach.

And the flames of this prison are more intuitive.

"This time the prison area is less than one-third of the last one, the management is lax, it is only an intermediate prison, and the actual management intensity may not be as good as the low-level prison in the 13th district." Wei Bo'an leaned on the car next to him, looking for the little geniuses to ask for information.

There's a lot going on here in the 15th arrondissement.

Tourism is booming here.

People live in the green mountains and green waters, and the sparkling inland sea is not far away, and the moist sea breeze can make people unload their fighting spirit and just want to lie quietly on the beach.

"There are many guys who simply don't want to work hard and have no living savings, so they think of the road to prison, and some people are sick and have no money to see a doctor, but the prison has basic medical security, so they try to sneak into the prison."

So the prison is overcrowded.

The prison is nominally an intermediate prison, but in fact it houses a lot of petty thieves.

There are many extreme cases, such as a criminal who has just been released from prison and finds that it is very hard to work to make money, so he finds a bank after a few days, makes a robbery, and can stay in prison for a few years with peace of mind.

Hu Qian, 47 years old, is a resident of the 15th arrondissement...... Wang Wei's colleagues, who had worked together in a shipyard for a while. Lu Wen got the information of the murderer's next target.

What happened later was clear.

Wang Wei's improper operation led to a major accident in the shipyard, which caused the shipyard to lose a lot of money.

And this Hu Qian is rising step by step.

It didn't take a few years to sit in the middle of the shipyard.

"The reason why he came here is very simple, in the process of shipbuilding, he only thinks about the relationship with Party A's acceptance personnel, does not pay attention to the quality of the hull, and even colludes privately to get benefits from it, resulting in many ships delivered to Party A are not up to standard, and there have been several accidents."

This is also a typical money-grubbing guy.

In the face of money, other people's lives are not worth mentioning.

Lu Wen looked at the burning prison not far away.

There was a man kneeling at the gate of the prison.

"He deserved to die."

The person kneeling was none other than Hu Qian.

A red-hot steel bar pierced through his back, through his entire body, through his chest, and into the ground, cracking the concrete floor.

The front and back wounds were already scorched.

"At that time, the prison's security system suddenly went offline, and it stands to reason that the door locks should have been locked at this time, but all the door locks were suddenly opened at that moment." Feng Fugui was worried, "Although many of these prisoners are petty thieves, there are also some real criminals who have escaped now. ”

The prison is relatively small.

The time of the fire was again daylight.

Therefore, before the cell door was opened, many prisoners had already heard the sound, and the smell of smoke in the air spread quickly.

The moment the cell door opened, everyone ran out as hard as they could.

"Hu Qian's room is closer to the inside of the prison, so he came out late." Lu Wen looked at the drawings of the prison.

It is estimated that it will take fifteen minutes to run out of the place where Hu Qian is.

He wasn't sure if the power grid on the prison fence was turned off, and his brain would automatically ignore a lot of things in such a critical situation, so he dared to keep running towards the exit gate.

Flames burned along the aisles.

He endured the burning sensation of the heat, and every breath of air he breathed seemed to turn into lava in his lungs.

This journey of more than ten minutes is undoubtedly the road from hell to heaven.

The gate of heaven is the exit of the prison.

It was at the moment when he was exhausted and finally came to the gate...... They have even stepped into heaven with one foot.

Suddenly, someone appeared behind him, holding a steel bar, and stabbed him hard, pinning him to the gate and causing him to fall from heaven to hell.

"It already takes a lot of force to stab a steel bar into the human body, and it has to pierce the concrete floor......" Lu Wen thought for a while, and he stretched out his right hand.

A short knife pops out and slashes hard at the ground.

The power of an ordinary adult was used.

"Stirrups—"

The concrete floor was actually broken.

The concrete floor outside the prison is brittle and thin.

"This ...... More than 40 years ago, the 15th arrondissement was still relatively poor, tourism had not developed, and there was no money, so many prisons at that time were short of materials. Feng Fugui said seriously.

Cutting corners......

actually said it directly in broad daylight.

"There is no way to do this, at that time, the economic level was poor, and it was next to the 16th district, the public security was also poor, there were quite a lot of criminals, the prisons could not be closed, and even some abandoned factories were temporarily renovated to make prisons, and the taxes of the 15th district at that time were not even enough to achieve basic medical security, and it was really stretched to build so many prisons......

Each region has its own history of sadness.

In order to get rid of the current situation of low economic level, some regions have vigorously developed the tobacco and alcohol industry, while others have devoted themselves to cutting-edge scientific and technological research.

In the past, there was a shortage of materials, but it was simply a place where prisoners could be held.

"Later, when I got rich, I strengthened the prison as soon as possible, and the road outside was also rebuilt, and the previous road could not take large vehicles at all, but the land at the door has not been managed."

The concrete floor at the entrance is not the same color as other places.

The years have completely rotted this land, and any child who holds a stone and smashes it can smash a big hole.

Lu Wen temporarily dispelled the idea that the murderer was a android or a modified person.

"Buzz—buzz—"

The phone in his pocket suddenly started vibrating.

Liang Chen called.

It seems that there is something important.

If it's not important, you usually send a text message.

"Brother Lu Wen, have you been tracking down a guy called a wandering poet recently?" Liang Chen asked on the other end of the phone.

"You even know about it."

"Of course I know, this matter is so big, many of your fans don't want you to continue the investigation, I hope you can release that poet."

"What's the situation?"

Lu Wen's social account has been managed by Liang Chen.

If there is anything wrong, he will notify Lu Wen as soon as possible.

As a good-looking city hero, most of Lu Wen's fans are relatively young.

After hanging up the phone, Liang Chen sent him a few screenshots of the comments.

Under his social accounts, there are such comments.

"Lu Wen is my favorite android, his sense of justice is obvious to all, but I don't want him to continue to track down that wandering poet, that person is not a murderer, but also a hero."

"Well, it would be nice if the two of them could reveal the dark side of the city together."

Someone combined their names to create a "poetic combination", and the topic of this combination soon became a lot of discussion.

Lu Wen's expression froze.

Can this knock cp?

There are also many sane people who have clarified below, saying that as long as there is a night enforcer in this city, more and more people will follow suit, and in the end, things will not be controlled, and Mou City may slowly become like Baker City.

"Sane people still occupy the majority."

Lu Wen casually logged into the account of a platform and quickly skimmed through the comments.

He also quickly found out why Liang Chen was in a hurry to call him.

The reason is that there is a guy who suddenly broke the news that the former executive director of the 15th district died, and a large amount of cash was found in his home, and he began to list Du Changping's life deeds.

This article was heavily reprinted.

The so-called wandering poet came to the fifteenth arrondissement, and finally many people couldn't sit still, especially his fans.

"Hell is empty, and the devil is ...... in the world" Lu Wen muttered this sentence with the highest comments, full of black lines.

These guys, back and forth, will only say a few words.

Is there nothing else to say?

"Chief Feng, take a look at the official account of your district executive board, it may have fallen." Lu Wen reminded.

Feng Fugui is old, and he doesn't like to use social software on the Internet.

He took out his phone, took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket, wiped them, and after a minute or two, he finally opened a social platform.

It has indeed fallen.

"The former head of the 15th district, Du Changqing, the person who has always been called the conscience of the Executive Board......"

Feng Fugui's face changed.

He hurriedly called the people who managed the account on the executive board, ready to ask them to close the comment area, but Lu Wen stopped him.

"Sir Feng, if you don't break it, you can't stand it, this kind of thing has also been experienced in District 10, and closing the comments will only make people feel that you are weak-hearted."

"Is that so......" Feng Fugui didn't know the trick very well, "Then how about I notify them now and ask them to send an official message and make a clarification?" ”

"Clarify what?" Lu Wen asked.

"Clarification ......" Feng Fugui was stunned.

The article on the Internet was all about things.

There doesn't seem to be much to clarify.

But they can't just look at it.

"The economic pillar of the 15th arrondissement is tourism, and if they know that there are companies secretly attacking other companies, and at the cost of tourists' lives, the tourism industry will be hit hard."

Feng Fugui sighed.

This old executive didn't expect that he would have two years left to retire, and he would still encounter so many things.

"It's okay, the top priority is to investigate quickly, whether there are other companies that have done such things, and we can't wait for the murderer to break the news for us."