The next day, before it was completely dawn, Yang Wenbin received a phone call.

"Xiaohong just called me, and the poison in Xiao Yang's institute has been detected." Although it was still very early, Yan Junli's voice sounded very spiritual, "It's normal that you can't see the poison in him, because almost no one will use such a primitive poison now." ”

"What?" Yang Wenbin tucked his phone in his neck socket and began to get dressed.

"You'd never guess, it's strychnine." Yan Junli said over there, "That's right, it's the highly poisonous plant Nux nux that often appears in martial arts." ”

"Well, maybe the murderer is a nostalgic martial arts fan or a Chinese medicine fan." Yang Wenbin just shrugged his shoulders and didn't pay much attention.

"No, I'm sure the murderer is not a fan of martial arts. Because I have to tell you something. Yan Junli seemed to ponder how to speak for a while, "Do you remember that in the previous case, you were hit by the clown's gas bomb?" ”

Yang Wenbin frowned and said, "yes, so what's the matter?" ”

"You may not know," Yan Junli said thoughtfully, "the poison you had that time was the poison of the strychnine." The clown grinds the strychnine seeds into a very fine powder and mixes them in a smoke bomb, and if we take you to the hospital later, we don't know what will happen. ”

"But," Yang Wenbin was stunned, "Could it be that the murderer this time is a clown?" No way, he's still in prison. ”

"Whether the murderer is him or not, this case is also very likely to have something to do with him. So, ready for a prison visit? ”

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And just like that, the two of them returned to the gloomy building.

In fact, when Yan Junli asked him "Are you ready", Yang Wenbin wanted to answer "no" very much. In the depths of his heart, he still didn't want to face the demon who had played him in the dark, even if the demon was already handcuffed and leg cuffed at this time, and it was impossible to escape.

The further you go inside, the thicker the darkness becomes. The guards opened the doors for them, each with violent shaking and screeching sounds, as if to announce to the ignorant outsiders that this was not a place to come and go as they wanted. The strong and damp smell even gave Yang Wenbin the illusion of oxygen deficiency.

"Xia Baiyan was locked up in a separate room in the innermost part according to the special requirements of the police." The prison guard led the two to the visiting room and kindly brought two chairs, "But there is only one microphone, so you can't talk to the prisoner at the same time." ”

Yan Junli nodded, "It's hard work." ”

The prison guard waved his hand, "Then I'll go and bring the prisoner out, you can drink some water and wait for a while." ”

With that, the guard left the room and walked deeper into the prison.

Yang Wenbin glanced at Yan Junli, and happened to receive Yan Junli's gaze back. Yan Junli didn't say anything, just nodded slightly. Yang Wenbin let out a breath almost invisibly, walked to the stool in front of the viewing window and sat down.

Yang Wenbin's side face was reflected on this large glass, and Yang Wenbin at this time returned to his original calm and indifferent expression.

Soon after, the room opposite the glass "snapped" and two prison guards escorted Xia Baiyan into the room. Xia Baiyan's feet were handcuffed, and his hands were tied behind his back with special instruments, and the caution of the guards had to amaze Yang Wenbin.

However, Xia Baiyan, who was deprived of his freedom of movement, still had a smile on his face, his eyes were bright and shining, and the corners of his lips hooked up a smile that seemed to be without a smile, as if he was still standing on some kind of stage.

This expression made Yang Wenbin shudder in his heart.

"Sit down!" The prison guard behind the demon commanded in a rough voice, pressing him hard against the chair.

"Hey, buddy, you're hurting me." Xia Baiyan complained dissatisfiedly, "Even if I am a prisoner, you shouldn't treat me like this, even death row prisoners have basic human rights, not to mention that I am not a death row prisoner...... Wait, am I? I've never been able to figure it out......"

The prison guard obviously had little patience with Xia Baiyan's babbling words, raised his hand and made a gesture to beat him down, and Xia Baiyan hurriedly reined in.

"Okay, okay, you're the boss here. What else can I do but listen to you? Xia Baiyan innocently shook his arm that was restrained, "But at least you have to help me open this, right?" Otherwise, how can I get the earpiece over there? ”

The guards gave him a fierce look in reply.

"Hey, big brother, do I look that dangerous?" Xia Baiyan squeezed his eyes desperately at the prison guards, "Look at me, I'm only 1.7 meters, I can't fight and I don't have weapons, let me tell you that when I was a child, I was bullied by everyone at school, they tied me up, threw me into the toilet, and pressed my head to make me eat...... And guess what, I actually ate it. Anyway, you see, people have to trust each other, right, and I can't escape with two muscular men standing behind me—"

The prison guard seemed to be really annoyed by Xia Baiyan's nagging, so he used the key to open the appliance behind him very rudely.

Xia Baiyan immediately shook his hand vigorously and moved his shoulder, "Oh, thank you, I feel much better now." I thought my arm was going to be gone. ”

After the activity, Xia Baiyan picked up the microphone next to the glass window and put it to his ear, and the prison guard took a few steps back to make way for a space, but his eyes were still fixed on the crazy prisoner.

Yang Wenbin also calmly picked up the microphone, and through the glass window, the two world's most astute minds looked at each other.

"It's the greatest mercy that they didn't shut your mouth." Yang Wenbin said coldly.

"Look at what you said, it's such a cold thing that you haven't seen each other for so long? I'm so hurt. Xia Baiyan smiled and made an injured movement.

"Okay, then I'll take care of you." Yang Wenbin clenched the microphone in his hand and approached the glass window, "How is life in prison?" Are you still having fun? ”

"Oh, thanks to you, I'm locked up in a dark cell, where they keep the madmen. There is only a pig-like meal and a smelly toilet every day. But, you know what? Xia Baiyan said slowly, as if he deliberately slowed down his speech infinitely, and at this time he approached the glass, and even pasted his entire face on it, twisting it into a weird shape, "Even so, I'm still much better than you." ”

Yang Wenbin almost subconsciously dodged backwards.

"I know, dear dear Dr. Yang. Poor you, you must have been indulging in the self-blame of killing someone, right? So what happened to you after that? How do you sleep at night? Are you worried that Ping Xiaoxiang's ghost will come to you? Will you dream repeatedly of your adoptive father lying in a pool of blood? I've heard that a police officer behind you has resigned, why? Are you overwhelmed by your self-blame? Xia Baiyan smiled very happily, and even played with his hair with his fingers without care, "God, how did you bear it?" He also wears this sanctimonious mask and pretends to be a complete person. I'd rather live my life in a damp and gloomy prison than live in the guilt of murder for the rest of my life like you. ”

Xia Baiyan's series of accusations made Yang Wenbin's pupils dilate for a moment, and with the violent sound of the chair rubbing against the floor, Yang Wenbin stood up with the table propped up, his face full of anger.

"Wen Bin! Don't be brainwashed by him, don't let him take you away! Fortunately, Yan Junli's shout behind him brought Yang Wenbin back to his senses in time.

Yang Wenbin barely suppressed his anger, sat down again, and took the microphone over.

"Joker, don't play tricks on me." Yang Wenbin stared at Xia Baiyan, who had already begun to be keen to stick his face on the glass to make all kinds of strange shapes, "We didn't come to you this time to greet you or listen to you insult me!" ”

"Huh?" Xia Baiyan was sticking his tongue to the glass window and trying to bend it into a circle, and after listening to Yang Wenbin's words, he made a move before he withdrew his tongue and said vaguely, "What, I thought you missed me before you came to see me, you unkind little bastard." ”

Yang Wenbin took several deep breaths before resisting the urge to beat him, after all, he couldn't beat him through the glass wall now.

"Listen, I have a question for you." Yang Wenbin said word by word, "You'd better be serious and answer the questions for me seriously!" ”

"Okay, okay." Xia Baiyan had no choice but to sit up straight and spread his hands, "You are the winner, what else can I say?" ”

"Do you know about the murder of Warden Ke Yan?" Yang Wenbin asked.

"Uh-huh." Xia Baiyan replied casually, "I've heard someone say a word or two when I was letting off steam. Did the college student named Xiao Yang do it? ”

Yang Wenbin nodded and said, "Xiao Yang killed Ke Yan after escaping from prison, but now, Xiao Yang was also killed, or someone should have forced him to take poison." We found his body near a sewer yesterday and had been dead for days. ”

"So what?" Xia Baiyan lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Wenbin, "What does this have to do with me?" ”

"I'm sorry, but it does have something to do with you. Because the poison that killed Xiao Yang is the same as the poison you used to deal with me before, it was strychnine. Yang Wenbin adjusted his sitting posture in order to better observe Xia Baiyan's expression, "Would you like to explain what is going on?" ”

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ps: I can't help but say here, Xia Baiyan is really a very handsome villain, I like it very much! When I wrote him, the whole person was a nymphomaniac, and this chapter is a clown fan benefit! Also, I really want a red envelope...... If you don't have a red envelope, it's good to cover the cake...... Immediately seeing that the 16th is my birthday, if you don't have money, it's good to give a comment, thank you in advance!