A crystal chandelier hung from the dark ceiling, made of an unknown material, and the cold white light reflected the dark red solid wood round table underneath.
And the five people sitting around the round table.
Darkness pervades here, intertwining with light, forming a hazy and gloomy atmosphere.
Behind the five people, in the depths of darkness where the light shines, one can vaguely see iron pillars covered with barbs and blood stains.
They overlapped and erected to form a fence, surrounding the five people in this fence.
It was like five people were trapped in a cage.
In this iron cage covered with ferocious barbs and bloodstains, there is a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, a beautifully crafted mahogany round table, and even the seats for five people are leather boss chairs - these things are related to the surrounding five people.
The iron cage is out of place.
Five people sat around a round table,
There is no priority,
There is no difference between high and low.
On the left side of the round table, there is a serious-looking middle-aged man with a long face and narrow eyes, wearing a jacket, with tears constantly flowing from his eyes.
He held a bloody object in his hands and held it on the table.
Look carefully,
That's a severed finger.
The fingers are ruddy in color and are still squirming slightly, maintaining strong activity.
"My son was killed..."
The middle-aged man's tone was sad. The loss of his beloved son was an unbearable burden in life.
"He has been frail and sick since he was a child, and we, as a couple, have exhausted our efforts in raising him from childhood to adulthood. In order for him to live safely for a hundred years, we
I worked diligently in the prison, accumulated merit, and exchanged a place for him to serve.
I thought that this way I could keep him by my side and allow him to live a normal life in peace - but he died like this when he was serving hard labor for the first time!!!
I cannot accept this result!!!
I request..."
“No normal person’s lifespan can reach five hundred years.
Even more than 90% of ordinary people cannot even live to be a hundred years old.
Inspector Xiao, you want a five-hundred-year sentence for your son. This kind of sentence is only available to extremely serious criminals.
Now that he has served his sentence and has become a very serious criminal,
Then he should serve the kind of hard labor that extremely serious criminals should do - and participate in mysterious countermeasures work with a higher risk factor.
This is the 'fairness' that the deputy warden has worked hard to achieve with Weird.
It's a rule written into the prison code.
This is fate.
I'm willing to admit defeat." The white-haired old man sitting opposite 'Inspector Xiao' said indifferently, without leaving any sympathy for his colleagues, "What's more,
What exactly is going on with your son's 'frailness'?
Can end-stage cirrhosis of the liver caused by singing and dancing every night, indulgence in sex, drinking and racing, be included in the list of people who have been frail and sick since childhood?"
"..."
"My son is dead..." Inspector Xiao paused, ignoring the white-haired old man's question and still mumbling to himself.
She kept chattering like Mrs. Xianglin.
Repeating the incident of 'the death of his son Xiao Jinrong'.
"Not even the prison can bring my son back and keep him alive.
——What exactly is there in Longshan Collection?
What did Yun Nishang and that folk trickster do to my son?" Xiao Xun inspected the other four people and ignored his meaning.
He suddenly increased his volume and his tone became excited: "Don't you want to know the reason?
Let me tell you frankly - the patrolling power that the prison has blessed me with,
From the time my son died, it has continued to decrease!
The prison has taken back part of the power that was given to me!"
Mentioning the matter of "the prison has withdrawn its power to bless oneself", Inspector Xiao was even more excited than his dead son. His face turned red and he slapped the table with both hands fiercely: "I am the only one who has the power of inspection.
was withdrawn,
Or have you all experienced the same situation as me?!"
"Same." The young man in the white T-shirt next to Inspector Xiao nodded and looked at the other three with kind eyes.
"Same."
"Same."
The short, fat middle-aged man wearing this pullover, with sunken eye sockets, and the old man in the long gown who was so thin that there was only a handful of bones left nodded.
The four people's eyes focused on the white-haired old man.
His eyes were gloomy: "Me too.
This is not the first time that this situation has occurred - when the prison wants to promote one person to be the "cell leader" of a certain prison area, all the jailers at the lowest level will be withdrawn by the prison with a very small part of their own power.
When the prison is about to give birth to a new ‘inspector’,
All jailers and cell leaders will have a small amount of their strength withdrawn to provide new 'inspections'.
I have already asked the cell leaders and jailers in each prison district.
After receiving the news from their mouths - each of them had nearly one-fifth of their blessing power withdrawn by the prison - this was already different from the situation where the 'Inspector' was to be born.
Even when the deputy warden took office, he only allocated one-tenth of his blessing power to the cell leader and second-level jailer.
Extract 1% of the blessing power to the patrol level.
...This situation is absolutely unusual!”
As the white-haired old man spoke, everyone's eyes hardened.
"That is to say, the prison may have a new person with a higher level than the 'deputy warden'...
Could it be the 'Warden'?" Bai T young man asked softly.
"Huh..." The white-haired old man shook his head and said hesitantly, "We can't determine the situation yet.
Has the deputy warden's power been drained away?
He won't tell us..."
Everyone was silent for a moment.
"How can we let an outsider take away our authority so easily?
We are a whole!" Xiao Xunzhang's pupils tightened and his eyes were gloomy. "How can we sit here, do nothing, and watch a person with unknown origins and everything unknown sit on the highest seat?
!”
"Don't worry too much." The short, fat middle-aged man warned warmly, "You must know that the prison itself is a devil.
Becoming a prison warden also means having to accommodate the prison.
How many traps are imprisoned in the trap?
Accommodating a prison of deceptions is equivalent to accommodating so many deceptions at once!
How powerful and beyond cognition's body is needed to accommodate an entire hell?
Therefore, even if someone actually obtains permission from the prison and is qualified to become the warden, he or she is only qualified!
There is still a long way to go before he truly becomes the warden!
As long as we find him before that and work together to kill him, everything will be fine!"
"Mr. Zhou is right!" The young man in white t-shirt clapped softly, "Now Yun Nishang, who may be related to this matter, has been transported to the nearest prison by Cui Xun.
Let me receive her and question her.
Try to get more clues from her!
in addition,
If the recent strange spreading trend in the triangular area of Mingzhou, Longshanji, and Yazhou is curbed, Cui Xun will also set off for 'Xu Qing'.
Capture that folk trickster ‘Su Wu’,
Before that, Xu Qing's local controllers will closely monitor Su Wu to ensure that he does not disappear suddenly!
In order to ensure that the monitoring of Su Wu will not fail,
I have sent my brother, observer Fang Yuan, and investigator Xu Jin to Xu Qing, asking them to find a place to stay near Su Wu's residence and monitor Su Wu's whereabouts at all times!"
The white young man has taken care of all the matters and does everything perfectly.
It can be said to be a one-stop service for Su Wu.
However, even so, some inspectors were dissatisfied.
Inspector Xiao stared at him and spoke: "You have to control the two people who may be involved in this matter, 'Yun Nishang' and 'Su Wu'.
Don't you think you are too good at specializing?
A few of us should send out additional personnel to track down Yun Nishang and Su Wu!"
As he spoke, Inspector Xiao looked at the other three inspectors and asked, "What do you think?"
Without waiting for anyone else to respond, the young man in white spread his hands and said helplessly: "Yun Nichang is still in Cui Xun's hands.
Su Wu was even more lively in Xu Qing.
How can I say that I have mastered these two people and am good at being arbitrary?
Moreover, I remember that the local Tricksters in Xu Qing are under the jurisdiction of the East Fifth District, right? The Tricksters in the East Five District are not the Tricksters who were born in the Trick Prison.
Can I command them?
Cui Xun - is Inspector Zhang’s confidant, can he still listen to me?"
Inspector Zhang You, the short, fat middle-aged man being looked at by the white young man, looked at Inspector Xiao and took the initiative to say: "Inspector Xiao, you are too nervous.
I can understand your feelings of losing your beloved son, but I also hope you can be more sensible.
Take the overall situation into consideration.
Yun Nishang has been controlled by Cui Xun. I will call Cui Xun later and ask him to transfer her to the nearest prison, Iron Tower Mountain."
As he said that, Zhang You looked at the white young man with a smile in his eyes: "At that time, I will need you, Inspector Fang, to receive the prisoners.
Let’s see what information we can get from her.”
Fang Qian, a young man with a white t-shirt, looked solemn and responded: "I will do my best."
After all, Yun Nishang was caught by Cui Xun first.
And Cui Xun is Zhang You's confidant and favorite general.
Although I don’t know what kind of deal Zhang You and Fang Qian reached privately, since Zhang You took the lead in sending Yun Nichang to Fang Qian to take over,
The other three inspectors were helpless.
Wearing a long robe, the old man was as thin as a skeleton and had no sense of existence. He had a sinister smile on his face.
He knocked on the table in front of him and made a hoarse voice: "In this case, everyone will send people to Xu Qing.
There’s no need to worry about too many rules.
It just depends on who can catch that Su Wu first."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and slowly walked into the darkness behind him with his hands behind his back.
There was the sound of the fence door being pushed open and closed in the darkness.
The remaining four inspectors around the round table exchanged silent glances for a while, then each left their seats, turned and walked into the darkness behind them.
The discussion among the five inspectors seemed to be fruitless, and everyone left unhappy.
But it seems that a consensus has been reached.
Fang Gan stepped into the darkness. In the darkness that could not be illuminated by light, two walls made of blue bricks were revealed.
Two blue-gray walls extend forward in parallel.
A corridor was left between the walls.
He walked slowly in it, reached the end of the corridor, took out a dark key, and opened the iron barbed gate.
Outside the fence, it was still completely dark.
But when Fang Gan stepped into the darkness, the world suddenly changed, and the scene changed - he had entered a house.
Behind him, there was a fence door with its chains opened and covered with iron spikes and blood stains.
This door appears on the wall and looks very abrupt.
As Fang Gan re-locked the chain, the fence door was gradually swallowed up by darkness, and eventually turned into a painting on the wall.
On that painting, there was only a complicated word "prison".
I don't know what kind of strokes the word "prison" is written in. Just by looking at it, ordinary people will have many specious images in their minds.
Fang Qian stared at the word "Prison", which at first glance seemed to have complicated strokes, but at a second glance would give rise to all kinds of hallucinations.
There was a light in his eyes.
Wow, wow...
There was the sound of chains being dragged around.
Dark inscriptions floated out from around him, forming black iron chains.
His palm grasped one end of the chain,
The other end of the chain extended into the calligraphy and painting on the wall.
Fang Gan's consciousness followed the chain and was thrown into the calligraphy and painting. He saw a majestic tiger head with goat's horns flashing past his 'field of vision'.
Thoughts flowed over the ram's horns and tiger's head, which undulated like mountains, and the back was covered with scales.
'See' its long tail like a dragon and snake floating out black inscriptions, forming a chain, and then heading towards a blood-red ball in the dark sky.
The ball was contracting as if breathing,
Some inexplicable inscriptions wrap around the ball. The inscriptions are continuously connected and reorganized, sometimes turning into chains, sometimes gathering into black dragons.
Fang Qian's thoughts cautiously approached the blood-red ball like a star.
He sensed some kind of power that soaked his dry soul.
He said to the ball, "Hello."
"can we talk?"
This chapter has been completed!