I don't know how to answer for a while, I can't say that we are special police, come here to do the mission, right?

The old cat is still relatively smart, or when he took out the poison sac, he thought of how to lie. He still showed a cold face and said to Leng Shou, "Killer! ”

Although cold hands and drug lords are in the mix, they are not at the same level as killers in comparison. There was a look of fear on the faces of the two bigwigs, and the drug lord also muttered, "No wonder." ”

I understand the strange meaning of this sentence, he wants to say that it is because we are killers that we are so strong.

The last thing I'm used to is pretending to break up, and I want to have a showdown with the drug lord, saying that I am a fake, but I can't help but say it.

The old cat didn't want to talk more about the killer with these two big guys, but continued to explain the poison sac. He told the two bigwigs that the poison sacs in the killer's mouth are all specially made, and the poison in each poison sac is highly poisonous, but the formula is different, which also means that once the poison sac is swallowed by mistake, you need to contact his upline and ask for a special antidote.

The two bigwigs listened very seriously, and I am also an expert in detoxification with poison. I have a question, is it so cumbersome for my heart to say that this poison sac?

I definitely didn't have a chance to ask questions on this occasion, and the old cat took advantage of the cold hand and the drug lord's inattention, and suddenly attacked the drug lord, pried his mouth open with one hand, and pushed the poison sac in with the other.

The drug lord is very average, and it is a little late to resist. And after feeding the poison sac, the old cat pinched the drug lord's neck a few more times.

This is an action that helps to swallow, and the drug lord is forced to go down and swallow the poison sac completely.

He picked his throat in discomfort. It's useless. During this period, the iron donkey attacked Leng Hand and wanted to feed another poison sac to Leng Hand to eat.

But cold hands are more difficult than drug lords, he has just finished fighting, his body is weak, but his mouth is quite hard. Iron Donkey is alone, and he can't handle him in a short time.

As a last resort, the old cat went over to help again, and the two of them cooperated together, which also made Leng Hand move.

At this time, the two big guys didn't look like big guys at all, but they leaned on each other very much, and they were retching.

The old cat waved his hand to let them not bother, and emphasized, "This poison sac is very cleverly designed, with barbs on it that are invisible to the naked eye, and once it enters the stomach, these barbs are allowed to hook it to the stomach wall, and unless the stomach is surgically thrown away, it cannot be brought out at all." ”

Then the old cat squatted in front of the two big guys, took out a cruel smile and said, this poison sac will melt in five days, and only if we escape, he can get the antidote by contacting the black bear.

The drug lord reacted quickly, and when he was stunned after listening to it with cold hands, he muttered incredibly, "Five days? Will it take us less than five days to get out of jail? ”

I also think that this is a bit of a tight schedule, especially since we are not prepared at all. In addition, since the Berserker Beast is an old cat in disguise, it means that our mission in prison is not to take the Berserker Beast and escape, but to have others.

Who is this man? I don't know, and I don't know if the old cat has found this person now.

Judging from these circumstances, the drug lord is right, a five-day prison break is no different from the Arabian Nights. But the old cat nodded affirmatively and said, "It's only five days, and there is plenty of time." ”

The drug lord didn't answer, his eyes blinking. I guess he has other ideas, and probably has a small plan to pretend to cooperate with us first, and then expose us to the guards when he leaves here.

I can think of it, and the old cat thinks of it. He already had a countermeasure, and he held up the drug lord's chin with one hand, and said to the drug lord with cold eyes, "You have no choice, either you will die of poison in five days, or gamble to help us, and we will also take you to escape from prison together, otherwise think about it, if you expose us, we have not escaped from prison, at most it is an attempt, and we will continue to serve our sentence in Qujing Prison, so that we will not look up and see each other, will you have good fruits to eat in the future?" ”

The drug lord's face darkened, and the old cat's words definitely went to his heart, and I hurriedly added while the iron was hot, saying that the prison is not a welfare home, especially a prison where felons like Qu Jing gather. If you are seriously ill here, can the prison guards arrange for an ambulance to take you outside for hospitalization and surgery? It's just going to let you carry it yourself, and if you die, it's your fate, and if you die, it's a hundred.

The drug lord didn't answer, but the cold hand was said by me and the old cat, and there was a trace of ruthlessness on his face, didn't he just die? Bet!

He compromised first, and we people focused on persuading drug lords.

The drug lord couldn't stand us from saying this together, and I don't know if it was a momentary heat in my head, so I finally agreed.

We didn't squeeze the cold hands and drug lords too much, and we were on an equal footing with them, and in this way, there were three more bigwigs in Prison B at once.

We talked so much from a distance, and we were covered by the noise of the grinder, and the thugs who fell to the ground in the distance couldn't hear anything at all, and a few sharp-eyed people only saw us feeding cold hands and drug lords.

After the five of us walked back, we all dispersed and got all these thugs up from the ground, and those who were not unconscious were dragged up directly, and those who were unconscious were pinched in the middle or thighs first, and then dragged after they woke up.

They really didn't expect that it had only been a long time before the situation would become like this, but the words of the cold hand and the drug lord were orders, and they didn't understand it, but they all recognized our three new bosses.

After a while, it was time for lunch, and we walked out of the polishing workshop.

I've never been a big guy, this time I suddenly put a black gauze hat on the top of my head, I found that being a big guy is quite sweet, whether it is from the heart or not, these prisoners are very polite when they see me, especially the big head, the big brother is long and the big brother is short, and I enjoy it.

In the afternoon I went back to work in the laundry room, but there was nothing major in the afternoon, except for a few prisoners from Ward B who snuck in to see me.

I found that I was really too honest in Qujing Prison, and these prisoners hid good things in private, the most typical of which was to "honor" me, and one of the prisoners who came to see me took out half a pack of cigarettes and stuffed them into my pocket, and told me that after the lights went out at night, I could hide in the cell and enjoy it.

In addition, the prisoner took a pamphlet, which was full of revealing photos, and said that I could look at the pamphlet and have a cool time in private.

I'm not interested in pamphlets, but cigarettes are a good thing, and for an old smoker like me, it's really a pleasure to smoke one secretly.

In the evening, we prisoners got off work and went back to our cells.

I saw that our cell had become my dormitories with the iron donkey again, and the two thugs had rolled up and left, which I guess was the reason for the cold hand greeting the prison guards.

I sat silently on the lower bunk for a while, and then the iron donkey returned.

He and the old cat were both working in the polishing workshop, and there must have been a lot of communication this afternoon. When the cell door was closed, we huddled together in a lower bunk, and the iron donkey told me something.

First of all, he made it clear to me the specific goal of this mission, which was to help a prisoner with a mole on his mouth escape. Originally, after the old cat sneaked into the prison, he wanted to find this person, but there was no such person in prison B, so the old cat had to be ruthless again, and he was punished for making trouble and transferred to prison area A.

And in Prison Area A, the old cat really found this person, who was locked in a cell alone because he was mentally ill.

After hearing this, my emotions fluctuated greatly, and this time the target was the prisoner with a mole on the corner of his mouth, and I thought of Yaxin, the strange woman we met on the transit island, and Jiang Shaoyan also threatened to take her away.

I remember that Yaxin also had a mole on the corner of her mouth, I believe that it is not as simple as an accident between the two, it is likely that the father has a mole and passed it on to his daughter. In other words, this prison escape mission has a connection with Ghost Island.

In addition, Iron Donkey said that we were going to help someone escape from prison, and if we bite the words, it wasn't us who escaped from prison with him. Taste it carefully, it seems to be a bit of a saying here. I said in my heart that there is such a thing as prison escape, how can it help? Could it be that we had the idea of letting this prisoner escape first, and then we would escape from prison? Why can't we run away together?

And what makes me wonder the most is that since the police are clearly looking for people with moles on the corners of their mouths, why can't the authorities come forward and send people to the police station for arraignment? It's so complicated to arrange for the three of us SWAT to infiltrate?

I didn't see the iron donkey, and I brought out a series of these questions and asked him questions.

The iron donkey is a person with a relatively small brain capacity, and when he heard so many questions, he rolled his eyes at me a little, and finally shrugged his shoulders and didn't answer.

I don't know if he's too lazy to answer or if he doesn't know either.

The iron donkey didn't take me seriously on this matter, and went on to say something else.