Chapter 237: Difficult Brothers and Difficult Brothers (Part II)
The inspector's brows furrowed slightly, he was very disgusted by this kind of voice, torture to extract a confession, in his opinion, was a very retarded, incompetent manifestation, too untechnical, insulting his IQ as a judge, he preferred to fight wits and courage with his opponent, and especially enjoyed the feeling that the opponent was poor and speechless in front of him.
"No," the warden who accompanied him was a very discerning man, and although the lights were dim, he still caught the subtle expression of his superior, "He was locked here after he wanted to kill a jailer." β
The patrol asked, "He wants to kill the jailer?"
"Yes, the one who showed us the way," the warden gestured with his hand, "yes, Tony?" β
"Yes, he's going to kill me!" The jailer replied.
"He must have gone mad." The inspector said.
"He's worse than a madman - he's a devil!" The jailer replied.
"Do you want me to reprimand him?" The inspector asked.
"Oh, no, it's useless. He's had enough of sin. The warning named Tony grinned and said, "Besides, he's almost crazy now, and in a few days, he'll be a complete madman."
"It's better for him to be crazy,ββ he'll be less miserable." The inspector said. It can be seen from this sentence that the inspector is a more humane person, and it is very appropriate to do his errand.
"You are right, sir," said the warden, "that you have studied this line of work very well, and now, about twenty paces further down the stairs, we will see in a dungeon an alien who was personally ordered to be sent by the first of the Academy of Sciences. You'd better go and see him and don't look at that, because he's crazy and funny. β
"I have to look at both," replied the inspector, "I always do things according to procedures, and I must not be perfunctory, which is a basic quality that a legal person must have, and must not bring personal emotions to work." β
He wanted to show his authority, "Let's go and see this one first." He said again.
"Okay." The warden replied helplessly, and he motioned to the jailer to lead the way, while he himself naturally stepped back and hid himself behind the crowd.
The door of the cell was wide open, which was very unruly, and the patrol's brow furrowed again, but this frown did not have the effect of the last frown, because there was no one to explain it to him.
He glanced unhappily at the spot where the warden had stood, only to find that it had been replaced by a jailer carrying a baton.
The wailing had stopped, only the grunt of pain. When the inspectors refocused their attention, they found that there were two people in the cell, one was standing, and the other was bent to his knees, standing and kicking.
"Stop! Don't you know that there is a fight in prison, and the crime is added to the crime? The patrol shouted loudly.
Hearing this, the kicker stopped the violence, wiped his leather boots on the victim's body, and arranged his hair by the way, before slowly turning around.
"Damn, that's so unlucky, phew" The abuser didn't even look at anyone, spat a handful of saliva, and walked away.
"This ...... What's going on? Looking at the back of the swaggering away, the inspector was surprised, "Don't you see?" β
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Inspector, I'm late and I've kept you waiting!" Just when the patrol was ready to be angry and angry, the warden, who was hiding behind, lined up and walked up with a smiling face.
The inspector said coldly: "This is a national prison, an important place in the country, and I hope to get a reasonable explanation." β
The warden made a blank look: "Explanation? What do you explain? It's normal to be together, you see, all the prisoners are reformed in a proper manner, and they repent of their sins, both physically and spiritually. We are a model prison here, and there has never been a violation of the law. The prisoners here have all read the book of 10,000 words, saying that this place is as warm as home. There are still many people out there who feel that their minds are a little degenerate, crying and shouting to come in and be reformed, but we don't accept it. β
The patrol forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest, "I just want to ask, who is the person who walked out just now?" β
"That ......," the warden's eyes flickered, and he grabbed one of the jailers by the neck and dragged him over, "you better ask him, I came late and didn't see it." β
"Didn't you see that?!" The patrol still couldn't help it, because he did clearly see that person passing by him, and threw an ambiguous look at the other party, and now, he actually said that he didn't see it! "When I ask him what he does, I will ask you, the country says all day long that it wants to govern the country according to the law, is this how you govern the country according to the law?"
"Mr. Inspector, dissipate, dissipate," the warden still smiled, "it's too dark in here, you might not get used to it." Now is a difficult time, the whole country is practicing economy, and we can't do the same...... What is this... No. The above has always called on us to be diligent and thrifty, diligent and thrifty, you see, we must also understand the good intentions of the above. Come on, whoever goes, go get some torches. β
The warden made all the expressions on his face that the most meek and lowly man could have, and made a confession with a very surprising reverent eloquence, trying to touch the hearts of the inspectors.
"Torches?" The inspector didn't expect the warden to give such an answer, and he even forgot to be angry, what era is this, and an important institution of the state actually has to hold a torch to work?" You're talking about torches? The one with a handle, the one that lights the fire on it... Torches?"
The warden said, "Mr. Inspector is really well-informed, yes, the torch that lit the fire."
"Oh, it's really a good idea" Seeing that the warden was talking nonsense, the inspection could be regarded as understanding, that is, this warden didn't want him to pursue the matter of the person just now, after so many years of edict, if he didn't even have this bit of eyesight, he would have lived in vain.
He glanced at the warden meaningfully, and said a word, not paying attention to the warden, he knew what the purpose of his trip was. As for what kind of cats are in various prisons, he knows, and when the water is clear, there are no fish; A man has no friends when he sees them, and these are not under his jurisdiction.
Then he turned back to the prisoner, who was still lying on the ground, "What do you want?" He said.
The prisoner finally moved, only to see him slowly raise his head, look at the group of people around him, and finally found the person who interrogated: "I ask to know what crime I have committed, I ask for a public trial, in short, I demand: if I am really guilty, shoot me quickly, if I am wronged, let me be free." I... I just can't take it anymore. Woo woo woo~~" After speaking, he burst into tears.
"How's your food?" The inspector said in an amiable tone.
"It's okay," the prisoner glanced at the fierce spectator with a frightened look, lowered his head and whispered, "I don't know, but that's okay." What really matters is that I'm an innocent person and shouldn't without being a victim of paper paper. I've now learned to wipe my butt with a paper of hand. Woo woo, you can't hold on to your past mistakes like this."
"You've been very deferential today," the warden interjected. "But you don't always have that, like that day, you're going to kill the jailer."
"No, no, no, I never thought of killing someone, but I ran out of paper, and I begged him to give me a piece of paper, and I could buy it... I'm willing to eat one less meal a day."
"Aren't you like that now?"
"No, prison life has made me bow my head and knees, and bow my head to my ears. I've been here for so long. β
"So long? When were you arrested? The inspector asked.
"February 28 of the new calendar year, half past two o'clock in the afternoon."
"Today is July 30. Hey, it's only been five months. β
"It's only been five months!" Dantes replied. "Oh, you don't know what five months in prison means! It was like five years, five centuries, and especially for a man like me, who was about to be happy and would marry the woman he loved, and he saw a bright future before his eyes, and in an instant everything was lost.
He fell from the most joyful day to the endless night. He saw his future ruined, he didn't know what happened to his fiancΓ©e, and he didn't know if his elderly father was still alive! Five months of prison life is too sad for a person who is accustomed to seeing the vast starry sky and living a free and independent life!
Sir, even if I have committed the most heinous crime in the history of mankind, five months of confinement is too punishable.
Have mercy on me, I do not ask for forgiveness, but only for a public judgment. Sir, I only ask to see the judge, who should not refuse to interrogate the suspect. β
"Let's study it," said the inspector, turning to the warden, "and in good conscience, I am really touched by this poor prisoner." You'll have to show me his file. β
"Of course you can, but you'll only see a terrible record against him."
"Sir," said the prisoner, whose heart was filled with hope, "I know that you have no right to release me, but you may make a request on my behalf, and you may put me on trial, and that's all I ask." β
"Be clear." The inspector said.
"Sir," exclaimed Werther, "I can tell from your voice that you have been moved by pity, and tell me that at least I have hope." β
"I can't say that yet," replied the inspector, "I can only promise to look into your case." β
Werther exclaimed excitedly, "Oh, then I'm free!" I'm saved! β
The patrol continued his routine business: "Who ordered your arrest?"
"I don't know, sir," said Witt, "I really don't know. As soon as I got off the ship, I was brought here in a daze, and no one told me why, for the sake of God Almighty, I was dead, and please tell me why I died, please."
The inspector said, "So, do you have any personal grudges?" For example, owe someone someone money, or, seduce someone else's lover or wife? Or, like the guy just now.."
"Personal grudge..."Werther was stunned, if there was a personal grudge, he suddenly remembered someone.
"Ahem, ahem," the warden coughed a few times for no apparent reason.
Werther shuddered, and quickly said, "Not at all, on the contrary, he is very good to me."
"Good for you?"
"Yes, it's good for me."
"So, can I rely on his record or the advice he has given me about you?"
"This ......" Werther's heart sank to the bottom at once, and he looked around at the wardens and jailers who were staring at him, and bowed his head in pain.
"Very well, then, be patient." An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of the patrol's mouth. I understand this person's current situation, but it's nothing, and it doesn't matter what he does, he just needs to complete his routine.
"That person" Inspector remembered the arrogant back, and a strong curiosity still rose in his heart.
Werther knelt down and muttered a prayer that God would bless this man who had come to his prison as a savior had saved souls from hell. The door was closed again, but now Witt had a glimmer of hope in his heart, no matter what he said.
"Do you want to see the file right away, or do you want to look at another cell first?" The warden asked.
"Let's take a look at the cells first," the inspector said. "Once I go up, I'm afraid I won't have the courage to come down again."
"Well, this man, not from our planet. He was different from his neighbors, calm and terrifying, although it was sent by Dean Jin, but above..."The warden pointed to the roof above, and whispered, "There is also a message, let us take special care."
"What's his weird idea?"
"No, every day is to eat on time and go to bed on time, oh, by the way, he asks for an extra steamed bun for each meal, this guy has a lot of food, we agreed."
"And what."
"And ...... It seems that there is no more. Oh, yes, yes,"
"Huh? What's there?"
"It's just drawing every day, as if I'm checking something. I've looked for a few professors--- but unfortunately none of them can read what he wrote, but one thing is for sure, he's doing the math!"
"Oh, that's interesting. What is the name of this university questioner? β
"Liu Han, No. 27." The warden said, "This is it, open the door, Tony." β
The jailer obeyed and opened the door, and the inspector curiously peered into the cell of the "university scholar".
In the center of this dungeon, there is a circle painted with lime dug from the walls, and in the circle sits a person.
He was drawing geometric lines in the circle, as preoccupied as Archimedes had been when Marcellus' soldiers had come to kill him.
Despite the loud sound of the door opening, he remained motionless, and continued to calculate his problem, until the light of the torch illuminated the dark walls of the dungeon with a rare light, and he looked up and was surprised to find so many people in his dungeon.
"What do you want?" The inspector asked.
"Me, sir!" Liu Han was very stunned, he had people here from time to time, not to find him trouble or to solve his troubles, just to see the strange, today, someone came to ask him what he needed. So he replied, "I don't ask for anything." β
"You don't understand," added the inspector, "I was sent by the authorities to inspect the prison and listen to the demands of the prisoners." β
"Oh, that's different," Liu Han said aloud, "and I hope we can all understand each other." I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble to both of you and me because of me."
"Oh?" The patrol whispered, "Can you tell me, what kind of trouble is it?" What I want to say, sir, is that you are in trouble right now."
"Sir," the prisoner continued, "I am Liu Han, a native of Earth. I don't know why you have to lock me up in this little room. I have not interfered with anything on your planet, nor have I broken any of your laws.
But, I know, when you are compelled to give me freedom, your troubles will come."
The inspector turned his head to look at the warden and looked at the warden to see if the words of this particular prisoner were true; The latter just made a helpless gesture with both hands: "He is guilty of picking quarrels and provoking troubles and treason."
The inspector and the warden looked at each other and smiled understandingly.
"Hell!" For the first time today, Liu Han knew about the crime he was arranged, "Why do you say that I betrayed the country, and whose country did I sell?" What evidence do you have?"
"What the hell?" The inspector said, "Honey, you must know that no evidence is required for these two charges. As long as someone reports it, you are convicted. Let's talk about your request, it's the only thing I can do for you, and of course, it's your right."
"It's surmised based on your presence on this planet," the warden replied. "Since you appear on this planet, we have reason to suspect that you have bad intentions, and there must be a plan."
"Doubtful?" Liu Han's eyes suddenly flashed with joy, and he replied, "You can convict people based on suspicion?"
The inspector was taken aback by Liu Han's reaction, took a step back, and said, "This is the only way for an upright person to achieve happiness and independence."
"Is that really what your laws say?" Liu Han's voice raised an octave.
"Probably," said the inspector, "but I am not here to discuss with you the letter of the law, for the law is dead and man is alive. I'm here to ask you if you have any requirements for food and shelter. β
"The food is the same as in other prisons, that is, it's great, it's a very nice place to live, but since it's a dungeon, it has to have a dungeon, it's good, I like it, hahaha, I like it so much."
"Is he crazy?" The warden whispered.
"For that reason, I'm glad to meet you," Liu Han continued, "even though you interrupted one of my most important calculations just now, if that calculation succeeds, maybe I'll really deduce the recipe for the elixir of immortality, but it doesn't matter now, hahaha, sir, can you allow me to have a few words with you in private?" β
"What do you want to say?" The warden said.
"Listen, listen to what he has to say," replied the inspector.
"What you ask for is impossible, sir." The warden was on full alert and said to the inspectors.
"But," said Liu Han, "I want to tell you a lot of money, as much money as the Archmage. Oh no, the archmage's money is tangible, and I will give you the invisible money."
"Invisible money?"
"Yes, invisible money, its size is not in what you write on paper, but in your tongue!"
"Let's go, I think he's really crazy." This time it was the inspector who whispered to the warden.
"Of course," Liu Han continued, seeing that the inspector wanted to go away, "you can come to me at any time, and I am here." Hahaha, this planet is so cute, I won't break the rules here, I'll wait...... Wait until you pick me up. Baby, I love you guys so much, what a lovely bunch of people."
"Unfortunately," said the warden, "whether you are free or not is up to us, not you, don't you?" β
Liu Han's eyes were fixed on him, and that expression was enough to make anyone believe that he was conscious. "Of course," he said, "what else can I say?" β