Chapter 21: The Art of Extreme

The prison in Azala City is an old stone-walled structure that was an abandoned defensive rampart outside the city walls just a few decades ago.

Later, due to the increase in the population of Bishui City, the city area was greatly expanded, and it was enclosed into the city by the newly built city wall.

The fortified fortress was so strong that the demolition work was so difficult and time-consuming that it was abandoned for a time. Later, the lord of the time simply converted it into a prison for prisoners and prisoners of war.

When he was young, the camel lame man's home was near the abandoned fortress, where he often went in and out to play hide and seek with his childhood hair. He was already very familiar with the structure inside, plus he had been in prison for several months.

So he knew everything about prison, and that's why he boasted to people in the tavern yesterday that he could touch his cell with his eyes closed.

Probably because of this, it was noticed by the casino owner.

The entire prison has two floors, the inner layer is used for prisoners and prisoners. The outer level is inhabited by the warden, cell bosses, and guards.

Since it was a former military facility, the inner level of the prison was so large that it was more than enough for more than 200 thieves to hold it.

In the past, it was designed for military security with only one entrance, and there were two large iron gates, the inner wall and the outer wall.

The inner one can only be opened from the outside, and the keys are managed by the cell bosses in the prison in turn. The iron door on the outside can be opened from the inside and outside, but the key is only with the warden, and the warden closes the outside door from the inside at night. In this way, people outside can't get the key, so don't think about going in.

The camel had seen the key, and he knew it very well.

The casino owner wants the camel to steal the warden's key, and then has the camel sneak into the prison with them at night.

Every day, the warden would go to the tavern at dusk for a while and have a few drinks. This is the best time for the camel to get his hands dirty, and he can take the opportunity to take the fake key that the casino owner has prepared for him and exchange it for the real key from the warden.

It's all going to happen, and the same looking key won't be known until the warden actually uses it tomorrow.

The camel pretended to have been bought by huge profits, and helped them introduce the situation in the prison without saying a word, but in his heart he was thinking about a way to get out.

Unfortunately, this did not make the other party relax his vigilance against him, and the casino owner's subordinates were always firmly watching him. At the slightest superfluous move, the camels will crowd around, and the camels will not escape under their noses.

Only when you get close to the warden can you get a chance. But what do you do when that time comes?

Run out and shout to attract the patrols around? No, no, no... In that case, he will be chased and killed by the casino owner's men before the patrol arrives. Even if you've already distanced yourself to escape... But fuck, I'm a cripple...

Then when you attack the warden, quietly tell him these things?

... No, it doesn't.

The casino owner and his men would be watching them, and if he spoke or did something out of the ordinary, they would kill them immediately. When the time comes, not only will he die, but the warden will also be implicated.

Fuck it, it's all at this time, why do you care about this death with a thousand cuts? This bastard didn't treat me less when he was in prison...

Left or right. Thinking of this, the camel's eyes were a little more sorrowful.

Camels have lived in the city since they were young and have never left here. He didn't know who his father was, and his mother died shortly after he was born. It was only thanks to the care of the pickpocket dad next door and the help of the neighbors in the neighborhood that he could grow up.

When he was young, Camel planned to wait for the death of his father, who took care of the pickpocket, and then he went outside to break in. It's a pity that because he was young and vigorous for a while, he had a conflict with that group of scumbag officers, and he was lame. This incident hit him hard, and finally his father passed away during this period...

A few years ago, when the camel had money, he drank and bragged in the tavern all day long, and when he had no money, he relied on the craftsmanship taught by his father to get some money. The days have passed in a mess, but this craft is getting better and better, and the name is getting louder and louder.

After coming out of prison this time, the camel wanted to be a good man. Go to the tavern owner to do chores and learn a craft to make a living... It's a pity that fate never allowed him to choose, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in such a situation...

Now, in order to save his useless body, he is about to become an accomplice of the wicked and wicked.

His hometown is about to face a terrible catastrophe because of his stolen survival...

His benefactor is about to fall into an uncertain situation due to his cowardice and incompetence...

Absolutely not!

The camel clenched his fists, unconsciously so hard that the nails on his fingers pierced the skin of his palms. Even if he died, he wouldn't let them let the thieves out!!, having made up his mind, the camel let go of his hand, grabbed a rag from the table, put it in his pocket, and quickly absorbed the blood from the palm of his hand. At this time, you can't make them suspicious because of the palm of your hand.

After sitting in the corner of the tavern for about an hour, they finally saw the warden push open the door to the tavern.

This means that their operation is about to begin.

Because, the warden has seen camels and knows the bottom of camels. He had to deliberately avoid the warden's gaze, and at this time someone had to cooperate with him to attract the warden's attention.

Without a doubt, the casino owner is the best candidate. The warden was a regular visitor to the casino, so he naturally knew the 'Grand Steward'.

When the casino owner patted the warden on the back, the warden immediately subconsciously turned his head.

As the two began to greet and talk, the camel lowered its head and happened to pass behind the warden's blind spot. Then the camel pressed his hat and took a glass of wine from the table beside him, and returned to his seat.

And the set of keys has been put into the compartment hidden in the hat by the camel. At this time, even if someone searched him, he couldn't find anything.

Everything is as simple and natural as breathing, which is a craft that camels are proud of. Aside from the purpose of making a living, in the past few years, he has even pursued these as an extreme art.