(It was a bit of a card last night, and it was written slowly.) I just finished writing two chapters and uploaded one piece. ）

At the moment when I stretched out my hand, two more hands came out from beside me, cold hands and drug lords.

I don't know if it's because of my short arms or something else, but I watched as the two sticks were taken away by them, and my hands were held up in the air.

The head of the prison guard kept watching this scene, he sneered, and said let me stop raising my hands, only give us two sticks, is there more. Whoever of us uses a weapon, consult for himself.

I turned my head to look at Leng Hand and the drug lord again, and found that the two brothers had no intention of giving up their weapons at all, and the drug lord deliberately held the slinger tightly with both hands, urging us to say, "Let's go, go to the Soul Tower." ”

It's the first time I've seen him so active, and I really want to complain, and the throwing stick is not a katana, is it said that it can be held with both hands?

But at this point, I can't get anything serious, especially to argue with these two big guys about who will use the stick, and let the prison guards see the joke.

The prison guard sent another flashlight to each of us, and the four of us walked together towards the small gate at the bottom of the Soul Tower.

The iron donkey took the lead, and I followed him, and it is said that the cold hand and the drug lord are both armed with weapons, so they should also rush up, right? But they fell behind me.

When I first entered the Soul Tower, I still had a worry, no one came to this Soul Tower all the year round, and it was a place where bones were buried, would the air be polluted, and we wouldn't be hypoxic or poisoned after we went in.

But the worry is redundant, the air in the soul tower is very fresh, and there are even faint small air currents flowing from above to down. I guess the tower is not very well sealed, and some of the windows on it are broken.

I relaxed and looked around again. The area of the first floor of the tower is very large, and according to preliminary estimates, there are four or five hundred square meters, and there is almost no equipment, and it is empty. In addition, it was also very dark, and the flashlights of the four of us could only illuminate a small area at the same time.

There was nothing to find on this floor, and the prison guards were guarding the door and looking in. I'm afraid that if we don't leave, they will urge again.

The iron donkey took the lead, and we climbed the stairs up to the second floor.

Don't look at the difference between the first floor and the second floor, but there is a world of difference in the environment, not to mention the dirty second floor, there are more than a dozen body bags scattered in the corner.

These body bags represent the bones of those who failed to escape from prison. And judging from the style and material, there are also different periods.

Some of the body bags are old in style, still made of linen fabric, which should be far away from the current time, while some body bags look similar to the body bags I used in medical practice, which should be the "product" of recent years.

When he entered the Soul Tower, the drug lord was once active, but now looking at these body bags, his breathing became heavier, and he even deliberately leaned behind us.

I ignored the drug lord and kept an eye on the iron donkey. I found that since he reached the second floor, his whole body has become nervous, especially slightly hunched over.

This clearly tells me that he is ready to fight at any time.

Leng Shou first expressed his opinion and said, "Since the chief asked us to come up and search for the fugitives, we will start from the second floor to prevent people from hiding in the body bags, and we will also search them, and then we will investigate layer by layer, I don't believe that we can't catch that kid." ”

The drug lord nodded his head repeatedly, but he didn't take any action.

The cold hand is quite bold, and he also has the idea of going over to search the body bag, but he doesn't want to go alone, he looks down on the drug dealer, and he doesn't ask him, but says to me and the iron donkey, "Both, which of you is guarding the entrance on the second floor, and who is going to search the body bag with me?" ”

The iron donkey didn't speak, but took a few steps back and squatted at the entrance to the second floor, which meant the latter.

I'm very strange about this, the iron donkey has never been a timid person, why is this like this this time? I didn't ask him, suppressed my curiosity, walked side by side with cold hands, and walked towards the body bag.

We tried to save trouble, so we didn't open the body bags one by one. With a stick, I used my feet to knock or step on the body bag. If there is someone inside, we will definitely make him have nothing to hide.

It didn't take long to be busy, more than a dozen body bags were checked, and Leng Hand and I didn't find anything abnormal. The two of us went back to the entrance and joined the iron donkey and the drug lord.

The drug lord held the stick and squatted on the ground bored. And the iron donkey, frowning, paying attention to every move around him.

Now it's not just me, even the cold hand can see that something is wrong. He squatted next to the iron donkey and asked, "Old Bear, what's wrong with you?" ”

The iron donkey looked at me and Leng Shou, and then looked down again. After making sure no one came in on the first floor, he beckoned us all to squat down and form a circle.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Do you think that we are really searching for prisoners who have not escaped from prison this time?" ”

I didn't rush to answer anything, I hadn't thought about it before, but now that I was emphasized by the iron donkey, my mind became active.

Leng Hand is a simple-minded master, he didn't think about it so much, and said directly, "Since those guys said so, let's just listen to it." ”

The drug lord didn't answer anything, like me, but he was breathing so heavily, which meant that he was still scared, and he didn't listen to the conversation between us at all.

The iron donkey didn't hide it, and said again, "Did everyone see the ambulance just now?" There was a sentry lying on it, what wound did he have? ”

I admit that I was too sloppy and didn't pay much attention to it. Leng Shou recalled, and then said, "The jacket is full of blood, and there is a wound, which is a knife wound." ”

The iron donkey nodded, and added, "He was in a trance, and he seemed to have been seriously surprised. Have you ever thought about it, since it was the cold weapon that caused him injury, it means that this prisoner has approached the sentry post, and even climbed to the sentry post, so that he can injure the sentry at close range. ”

We all agree with the iron donkey. Iron Donkey continued, "Let's think about it, if we escape from prison, we have all come to this point, is there any reason to escape back?" ”

I thought so in my heart, since I dared to escape from prison, I must have let it out, and if I escaped from the wall, even if I was aimed at by countless machine guns, I would have to rush outside. How can you go back halfway? Could it be that this prisoner is thinking, this escape is almost possible, it is not challenging, go back to the prison first, and do it again later?

This time, not only me, but even the drug lords listened, and we shook our heads together. Leng Shou couldn't help but curse a few words, saying that it was really fucking evil, since no one escaped from prison, how could the sentry get hurt?

The iron donkey gave us a few more words, saying that if someone had to escape from prison, no one could sneak in from outside the prison.

This sounds a bit fanciful, especially since the prison is not a bank, what is it for someone to sneak here? Besides, there's nothing to slip away from?

We all looked incredulous. The iron donkey waved his hand to let us not believe it, he wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a posture of wanting to speak and stopping, and the words came to his mouth without saying anything.

I urged the iron donkey, "Whatever you have to say, we'll all listen." "But by coincidence, a gust of wind blew down from the upper floors of the tower.

We wore little, and we were all shivering from the cold, and we rubbed our arms vigorously with cold hands.

He looked at the drug lord again, and said, "It's too windy here, let's stay for a long time and don't fall ill, no matter who is hiding in the tower, let's search quickly, pull him out and hand him to the strip, and then go back to sleep early." ”

The drug lord is more sensitive to the words yin wind, and immediately nodded in agreement with Leng Shou's words, and the two brothers also urged me and the iron donkey to go to the third floor.

I know the iron donkey too well, and what he didn't say must be the most important thing, and even think back to it, he was weird on the way here, always staring at the ground.

I guess he's a track identification expert who must have found some suspicious footprints, and it gave him a strong sense of danger.

The iron donkey didn't say anything anymore, and got up with Leng Hand and the drug lord, and I was under a lot of pressure when I was made like this, and I didn't want to rush to the front.

I was at the back, and our group came to the third floor. There were no body bags left, so we shone them with flashlights, and there were piles of miscellaneous items piled up in the corners, some rolled up covers, and some very shabby furniture.

I suspect that there must have been monks living in this tower before, and these rags are all things they have used.

Leng Shou scolded helplessly, "His grandmother's." "I know what he's thinking, it's not a good job to dig through this, and you even have to go inside and search it.

The cold hand was purely troublesome, but this time he became lazy, and said to the iron donkey and the drug lord, "Last time I searched with the three-eyed rat, this time it will be your turn." ”

The drug lord's face changed slightly. Although he is timid, he is also a face-saving man. He carried it on his shoulders and walked forward with the iron donkey, but he was still half a step behind the iron donkey.

I waited with Leng Hand as I looked up the stairs. In my impression, this soul tower is quite high, with more than 20 floors. If this person is hiding in the highest place, we will search like this, and it will be so dangerous, when will he be a head?

While I was pondering, there was a sudden rattling sound in the three-story clutter pile, indicating that there was something inside. My train of thought was interrupted and I came back to reality.