Chapter 9: Prison Visits (II)
"Nux Nux?" Xia Baiyan still looked nonchalant, "Hmm...... Probably, probably the poison I used. Well, presumably only I would use this poison now. So? What do you want to say? Did I escape from these terrible prison guards, escape from prison and kill someone who had nothing to do with me, and then run back? Even I don't have a reason to do such a thing. β
"But you could be secretly directing someone to do it." Yang Wenbin said, "Or, someone got the strychnine from you and then went to harm people." β
"You're saying someone is trying to frame me? No, is there anyone else in this world who wants to frame me? Xia Baiyan lifted Erlang's legs and shook his hand vigorously, "I'm already like this." β
"Maybe." Yang Wenbin said vaguely.
"Well, since you say so, I'll think about it." Xia Baiyan tilted his head back, and the chair swayed under his ass, "So, I seem to really remember one thing." Well...... It was when I first went to prison. At that time, I was still living in a two-person cell, and I had a big-shouldered and round-waisted cellmate who was as strong as an elephant. It seems that he lived alone before I came, so when I came in, he felt very upset when I invaded his private space! So the first night when I went to sleep, he tried to beat me up while I was asleep. Honestly, he could beat me up even if I wasn't sleeping, because I didn't think I could even move a finger from him. Anyway, when he crawled into my bed and tried to hit me, I used the same smoke bomb that I used to do against you. God, he's limp there like a rat poison mouse, you should really look at him, it's so funny hahahaha......"
Yang Wenbin couldn't bear to interrupt Xia Baiyan's words, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Stop, let's get to the point!" β
"Okay, okay. Anyway, that stupid guy was sent for treatment, and I was treated as a dangerous person and put in a solitary cell now. Xia Baiyan shrugged his shoulders and continued, "But I didn't expect that this fool came back a few days later, wilting like a frosted eggplant." Then one time when I was out of the wind, he suddenly found me. I said, 'Hey, buddy, I didn't expect you to come back alive.' Then he looked at me viciously and said, 'I'm not here to listen to you insult me!' To be honest, I was surprised that he didn't punch him, so he must have asked me. So I said, 'Okay, what are you here for?' The big stupid man looked nervously to the left and right, for fear that someone would eavesdrop, and then asked me in a low voice, 'Do you have the poison you used to make me half dead?' ββ
"Did that cellmate of yours get the poison from you?" Yang Wenbin asked.
"Yesβit's not." Xia Baiyan's words took a big turn, "I mean, in the end, he did exchange a few hundred yuan for a few of my strychnine smoke bombs, but I know that the ultimate beneficiary is definitely not him." Because you know, money is not used in prison. If the prisoners wanted to trade with each other, they would choose to use things like cigarettes or beer. But he gave me money, and it was cashβwhich I later tore up and played withβwhich meant that the person who wanted my poison was certainly not a prisoner. β
Yang Wenbin immediately understood what Xia Baiyan said, "The person who got the poison may be a prison guard or a policeman. β
"Yes, that's what I meant." Xia Baiyan nodded with satisfaction.
"So what?" Yang Wenbin eagerly asked, "Who is that person?" β
This time, Xia Baiyan spread his hands, "I don't know either." β
"What?" Yang Wenbin really wanted to kill him now.
"I really don't know. I didn't ask. Xia Baiyan had an innocent expression, "Anyway, those poison bombs are useless to put on your body, the prison guards will find them sooner or later, so it is better to sell them." I didn't ask anything, I didn't care, I didn't know he was going to do something bad. β
- It's as if someone spends money on deadly poison and can do charity! Yang Wenbin was about to say this, but was interrupted by a sudden piercing ringtone. Then the guard knocked on the door and reminded them, "It's time for visiting." β
Xia Baiyan had no choice but to shrug his shoulders innocently, "Good luck to you." Oh by the way, I love what you're wearing today, it fits you perfectly. β
Xia Baiyan stood up, and the two guards immediately stepped forward and put the restraint on Xia Baiyan's arm again.
"Looking forward to more 'cooperation' with you!" Before being dragged away by the guards, Xia Baiyan shouted at Yang Wenbin with a smile.
Yang Wenbin sighed, gently hung up the microphone, and stood up from the glass window.
"Did you hear it all?"
"Hmm." Yan Junli walked up to Yang Wenbin's side, "This bastard still talks so much nonsense." β
"But there's a clue. At least we're pretty much sure that the person who got the poison was the prison insider. Yang Wenbin looked at Yan Junli.
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"No...... I'm not very sure. Chen Song touched his fingers a little nervously and said, "You know, prisoners often carry out some transactions between the guards behind their backs, and these transactions are also varied, and they always have a way to avoid the guards' sight. Now that you're asking me, there's no way I'll find out. β
"Mr. Chen, you may have misunderstood what we meant." "I mean, the participants in this poison trade are not prisoners, but prison guards. You're the deputy wardenβnow that you're the wardenβyou should know something, right? β
Chen Song sighed and shook his head, "It's not a secret, when Prison Chief Ke Yan was alive, he was more dictatorial. He manages everything in the prison, big and small, and it's hard even if I want to. β
Yan Junli nodded approvingly, "I met him when he was still a judge, and this person is indeed a very stubborn person. β
"yes, so I don't know much about it now." Chen Song frowned, "You can ask the prison guards here, but none of them are fuel-efficient lamps, and it won't be easy for them to deal with if they are in a hurry." β
"Okay, we'll find out."
The other party's words have been said to this point, and it seems that this topic has entered a dead end again. Yang Wenbin thought about it as he pressed out the tip of the oil-based pen in his hand and then took it back, "So, what kind of person do you think Ke Yan is?" β
Chen Song was stunned for a moment, obviously not thinking that Yang Wenbin would ask such a question, he thought for a while before saying, "He? It's a dictator with a strong desire to control. β
"How?"
"He's been a very stubborn guy since he's been a judge." Chen Song recalled, "I don't know the details, but I heard that he also did some more excessive things in Xiao Yang's case back then, otherwise Xiao Yang would not have released such cruel words." Later, in order to see Xiao Yang, he simply resigned from his position as a judge and stayed in prison. Unexpectedly, this decision has now made him miserable. β
"The version I've heard is that one of the victims of the throat-slitting case five years ago was Ke Yan's daughter." Yan Junli interjected at this time, "So Ke Yan was very sad and almost physically violent against Xiao Yang during the trial. This is how he was resigned from his post as a judge. β
"Who knows." Chen Song shook his head and sighed, "Ke Yan is usually very unsmiling, even if something happens in prison, he doesn't tell others much, and often solves it silently by himself. I think he feels gloomy, like an old bat, and his door is always closed, as if there's something unsightly in it. β
"After Ke Yan died, did anyone clean up his room?" Yang Wenbin asked.
"Not yet, right?" Chen Song hesitated, "His family said that they would come to clean up in two days, and no one should have touched that room recently." Oh, I've got the key here, do you want to take a look? β
"I'm sorry for you." Yang Wenbin smiled and stretched out his hand, "Let's just go and see for ourselves, we don't need to come along." β
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Ke Yan's office is near the prison gate, connected to the guardhouse, and is a convenient location for a panoramic view of the prison. Yang Wenbin walked to the front of the room, took out the key and opened the damp and moldy wooden door, which was dim and difficult to see.
Yan Junli stretched out his hand and turned on the electric light, and the inside instantly lit up.
"Why do you want to see Ke Yan's room now?" Yan Junli asked, "You didn't have this request when we came last time." β
"Because the last time I came, I was convinced that it was Xiao Yang who killed Ke Yan, but now I'm not so sure." Yang Wenbin walked into this small office. Inside there was a wooden table, a wooden chair. There was a lamp on the table, an open notebook, and a pen. One of the side walls has been hollowed out and turned into a bookshelf, and there are many vulgar reading materials on the bookshelf that look like street literature, and of course, some of them are books related to criminal law.
"What did you say?" Yan Junli was taken aback by Yang Wenbin's sudden conclusion, "Isn't it Ke Yan killed by Xiao Yang?" β
"I mean, I'm starting to suspect the true identity of the murderer, isn't that obvious?" Yang Wenbin casually took a book from the bookshelf and flipped through it, while saying, "Think about it, if Ke Yan was really killed by Xiao Yang, why was Xiao Yang killed by others in such a short period of time?" This is the usual method of sealing the mouth after being framed, this is my suspicion that the murderer who killed Ke Yan is someone else, and he just took this opportunity to dump the black pot on Xiao Yang. β
"But you can't deny that Xiao Yang did escape from prison, and he does have some relationship with Ke Yan." Yan Junli frowned.
"Herein lies the problem." Yang Wenbin closed the book with a "snap", "We have been to this prison twice, and I have carefully observed the structure of the prison and the strength of the guards. They can tie Xia Baiyan's madman honestly, let alone Xiao Yang. The first question, how did Xiao Yang escape from prison? The second question is, why now? I mean, Xiao Yang has been in prison for five years, and I checked the records, and he could be released on parole with a little more effort. If I were Xiao Yang, I wouldn't choose to escape from prison at this juncture. β
"Makes sense." Yan Junli also began to seriously think about what Yang Wenbin said, "Five years is not a very short time, and there are many hatreds and attachments that can be resolved by these five years. β
"Xiao Yang is more like a chess piece than a murderer." Yang Wenbin continued, "The trend of this case is obviously to make the police judge like this: Xiao Yang escaped from prison and killed Ke Yan, and then when tracking down Xiao Yang, he found that Xiao Yang committed suicide by taking poison. The case was closed, and everyone was happy. I guess that's what the murderer was for. β
"But I really can't think of anyone else who wants to kill Ke Yan." Yan Junli sighed and folded his arms, "You also listened to what Chen Song said, Ke Yan is usually gloomy, maybe it was just a prison guard who had a grudge against him." β
Yang Wenbin shook his head, "The motive for killing will not be such a simple matter. You know, each of us will always have people in our lives who we hate, and even people we hate, but not everyone will go to kill. There is a deep chasm between disgust and murderous intent, and unless people are forced to extreme despair, or there is a great temptation ahead, they may start to kill their own kind. Looking at Ke Yan's office, don't you think there's something wrong? β
"What's wrong?" Yan Junli was stunned for a moment, blinked and looked around. It's not a wide space, it's clean, and things are placed very neatly, so I can't see anything wrong.
"This room is pretty clean." Yan Junli wondered.
"It's so clean." Yang Wenbin said succinctly, picked up the notebook spread out on the wooden table and held it up in front of Yan Junli, "You see, at least three or four days have passed since Ke Yan was killed. Chen Song said that Ke Yan's room had not been touched, so there should be at least a thin layer of dust on the spread notebook. But no, you touch the top of the paper, and it's spotless. β
ββ¦β¦ This place has been touched. Yan Junli immediately looked around, "According to this, someone came here afterwards, and it is likely that this room has been completely changed." β
Yang Wenbin nodded and put down his notebook, "And there aren't many people who have the key to this room." β
"You meanβ" Yan Junli had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by the ringing of his mobile phone.
It was Li Hong who called.
"Hello? β¦β¦ Yes, we're still in jail, what's wrong? β¦β¦ Are you sure? You keep her moving! We'll be right over! β