Chapter 99: Nickname: Ghost Hand!

In this regard, Li Weidong had nothing to say, he took the secret letter into the house, and when he came out again, he couldn't see it anyway.

Chang Qingbo didn't check again.

He believed that Li Weidong would not make those stupid mistakes.

"Have you memorized all the information about Gui Shaoning?"

"Rest assured, remember."

In this way, Li Weidong was thrown into Prison No. 1.

The so-called No. 1 Prison is at the back of the correctional center.

The people who live here don't need to go to the farm to work.

They are either righteous criminals or sentenced to death, and they are here to endure the last days of their lives.

Don't think it's good not to work.

On the contrary, there is no labor, and the daily food is minimally supplied.

Not to mention white noodles, you can't eat even stick noodles.

Basically, they are boiled dried sweet potatoes, and occasionally there are two nest heads, which are also added with bran.

It is not an exaggeration to say that when animals are fed.

Even some rural pigs eat better than them.

And the houses they lived in were all built in the early years, and the cells of that time had a characteristic feature, the windows were high and small.

From the inside, you can only see the palm-sized sky.

Even in winter, the windows will not be sealed, and the cold wind will swish in.

Especially in the first two years, starvation and freezing to death were all too common.

In the renovation of the farm, at least you can go out to work, bask in the sun, and breathe.

But living in Prison No. 1, every day I can only look at the palm-sized sky from that small window.

Eating and drinking and Lazar are all in one room.

The taste inside is naturally conceivable.

This is the main reason why windows are not sealed even in winter.

Moreover, the prisoners here usually suffer from a disease, edema.

Or rather: hunger.

In normal prison No. 1, there are usually five or six prisoners living together, farting and grinding their teeth with each other, and they can hear each other clearly.

If Li Weidong is locked up in such a cell, it will really collapse.

But fortunately, because Gui Shaoning is more important, he lives in a separate cell.

When Li Weidong entered the cell with his own bed, he almost instinctively held his breath, and only after getting used to it a little did he begin to look inside the dim cell.

In the corner, there was a small bed on which a figure was curled.

He should have been awake, and when he heard the movement, he visibly moved.

Li Weidong didn't rush to contact him, but found some hay, put it in the corner on the other side, and then spread the cover, and then sat on it against the wall.

There was only one bed in this cell, and now it was occupied by Gui Shaoning, so he only had to sleep on the floor.

At this time, Li Weidong was still thinking about his plan.

Originally, according to Chang Qingbo's assumption, he played Gui Shaoning's accomplice, or rather, a kind of person who was lurking.

But after Li Weidong went back, he pondered it again and again, and felt that this plan was too loophole.

If Gui Shaoning asked him about the situation over there, he wouldn't be able to say it at all, and he would directly reveal the stuffing.

Moreover, if they really had the ability to rescue Gui Shaoning, they would not have waited until now.

Therefore, in Li Weidong's view, he should jump out of the chess game and contact Gui Shaoning as an outsider.

To put it bluntly, he made up an identity for himself, and he has nothing to do with that side, he just takes money to do things.

Someone spent a lot of money to hire him, a 'master', to rescue Gui Shaoning.

In this way, many things can be explained.

After a long time, Gui Shaoning struggled to get up from the bed and went to the other corner to finish before lying down again.

During the whole process, he didn't even glance at Li Weidong, as if he didn't exist at all.

When it was time to eat in the afternoon, the person in charge of cooking outside knocked on the iron door with a spoon.

Gui Shaoning got up as soon as possible, although it looked like it could be blown down by a gust of wind, but he still took a half-flattened rice basin and came to the door in a few steps, and placed it in the position of the small hole at the bottom.

Two spoons of dried sweet potatoes stewed in a large pot were poured directly into Gui Shaoning's rice bowl, and then he was not too dirty, so he squatted at the door and began to pick it up in his mouth with his hands.

Looking at him, he was obviously hungry.

"Is there anyone else?"

It wasn't until there was a voice outside that Li Weidong stepped forward with a rice bowl.

Waiting for the rice maker to leave, he put the rice bowl in front of Gui Shaoning.

The other party was obviously stunned, but he was not polite, he poured it directly into his rice bowl and devoured it.

Li Weidong returned to his original position and sat down.

It wasn't until Gui Shaoning finished eating that he spoke: "You are Gui Shaoning, right?" ”

"Seeing that I'm dying, you want to test me again? I advise you not to waste your efforts, I don't even know what secret materials are. ”

Gui Shaoning's voice was hoarse and weak.

Hearing his words, Li Weidong knew that Chang Qingbo and the others must have thought of more than one way, but in the end they all undoubtedly failed.

Regarding Gui Shaoning's vigilance and distrust, Li Weidong did not explain.

He grabbed a piece of hay from the ground and kneaded it into a ball.

Then he put his left hand in front of Gui Shaoning, and then held both hands at the same time and placed them in front of Gui Shaoning.

"Guess which hand, if you guess right, my food will be returned to you tomorrow."

Gui Shaoning raised his head and glanced at Li Weidong seriously.

Although it was dark in the cell, it was not dark outside, and he had long been accustomed to this environment, so he could see clearly which hand Li Weidong had just put the hay ball into.

Maybe it's boredom, maybe the meal Li Weidong promised worked, or maybe I want to see what tricks the other party plays.

Gui Shaoning hesitated and pointed to Li Weidong's left hand.

"This one."

"You guessed wrong."

Li Weidong's two hands opened at the same time, and the licorice ball lay quietly in his right hand.

"Again."

Li Weidong didn't change his hand, he still held it with his right hand, and then flipped it with both hands and signaled again.

"This one."

Since the first guess was wrong, Gui Shaoning has been more serious, staring at Li Weidong's movements.

What he can be sure of is that Li Weidong did not change the hay to the other hand.

But when Li Weidong spread his two hands again, the licorice ball appeared in his left hand.

"Again."

Li Weidong still repeats the process just now.

But this time, Gui Shaoning didn't guess anymore.

Through the first two times, he knew that no matter which hand he guessed, the final result would definitely be in the other hand.

"What the hell is your purpose?"

Gui Shaoning stared at Li Weidong's face.

"Let me introduce myself first, my name is Hou San, and my friends on the rivers and lakes are in love, so I gave me the nickname of a ghost hand, but I prefer others to call me Hou Yishou."

Li Weidong began to introduce himself unhurriedly.

He believed that through the performance just now, it was impossible for Gui Shaoning to say that his nickname was fake.

This is called taking the lead.

Far more effective than what he said about his own people.

The third chapter arrives, and it still adds up to 9,000 words.

Those two men who said yesterday that they gave two cents and three cents as a gift, please smile.

(End of chapter)