It was past three o'clock in the morning, and the detention room on the ground was inside.

"Bang, bang..."

Two muffled sounds erupted, Gu Xiao's face was pale and covered in sweat crawled to the railing and shouted: "Save me, I want to see Chen Tianze... I want to see him... Save me..."

It was already late at night, and Bian J's detention room was not a regular prison, with only four soldiers staying here, and they were already asleep at this time, so Gu Xiao shouted for three or four minutes before the sound of opening the door came from outside.

After a sound of footsteps, two local young men from Burma, wearing shorts, asked in a daze: "Sembark Fourth?"

"...My stomach hurts so much that I can't bear it."

"Are you guys doing tricks?" The young man's Chinese was very bad and he asked stiffly.

"I can't bear it anymore." Gu Xiao lay on the ground, and his right hand hit the ground.

The young man thought Gu Xiao was pretending at first, but he bent down and raised Gu Xiao's chin, and found that his face was covered with sweat, his eyes were red, and his whole body was twitching.

"Hurry up, take him out." The young man called out to his companion in local words.

A few minutes later, the four men handcuffed Gu Xiao and carried him out of the underground detention room.

...

In the main building.

After a knock on the door, Zhang Xianhui opened the door in a daze: "What are you doing?"

"Gu Xiao seemed to be in a critical condition and was lifted from below." A strong man said softly: "Come over and take a look?"

"Is he fucking pretending?" Zhang Xianhui frowned and asked.

"It doesn't seem to be pretending. I took a look and it seemed that I was really sick." The strong man replied in a low voice.

"Let's go and have a look." Zhang Xianhui didn't have time to put on his clothes, so he just took a coat and draped it over his body, followed the strong man and left his room.

A few minutes later, in the infirmary.

Gu Xiao lay on the wooden bed, his body arched into a ball, and his clothes were soaked in pain and sweat.

Zhang Xianhui walked in and took a look at his condition, and whispered to the doctor who retreated from the northern military region: "What's wrong with him?"

"It seems nothing big." The doctor pressed Gu Xiao's left abdomen: "Does it hurt here?"

Gu Xiao nodded.

"Where is here?" The doctor changed his seat and pressed it again.

Gu Xiao shook his head.

"What did you eat?"

"...It's just a normal meal... nothing is eaten..." Gu Xiao responded intermittently.

The doctor turned his head and looked at Zhang Xianhui and replied: "It may be acute gastroenteritis. He is staying inside, and his resistance is too low."

"But the food is clean."

"The interior is not clean. You let him put him on the room when he goes to the toilet, and he doesn't change the bedding... Who can stand this?" The doctor replied speechlessly, waved his hand and shouted, "It should be fine if you get an injection and take some medicine."

"I can't do it, I'm hurting too much."

"Have you ever had appendicitis before?" the doctor asked with a frown.

"I've had it, but...but I've had the surgery."

"That's gastroenteritis. It's okay, stop shouting." The doctor patted Gu Xiao's legs and said, "Come on, stretch your body straight, don't shrink... I'll give you an injection."

"Nothing big?" Zhang Xianhui asked worriedly.

"If you clean the room a little bit, it will be the basement, it is very damp and prone to bacterial growth." The doctor reminded him.

"Ah, OK." Zhang Xianhui felt relieved when he heard that Gu Xiao had nothing to do.

That night.

Zhang Xianhui called two soldiers to the basement, changed the bedding for Gu Xiao's house, and cleaned the room.

...

morning.

Zhang Xianhui sat in the infirmary and asked Gu Xiao: "What do you want to eat?"

Gu Xiao looked very weak and waved his hand and responded: "I don't want to eat anything."

"What do you think you are suffering here?" Zhang Xianhui lit a cigarette, frowned and said, "If you cooperate with us to surrender yourself in the country, then you will feel comfortable and we will feel comfortable too. Why stay here and let everyone suffer?"

Gu Xiao lay on the bed without saying a word.

"I'll make it clear to you. If you don't vomit, you will be taken away by the Xiaomengla police station and finally shot." Zhang Xianhui asked while smoking, "Don't you really want to die, do you? Have you lived enough?"

"...I feel uncomfortable, let me slow down... Let's talk about this tomorrow and the next day." Gu Xiao sighed and replied: "Even if I promise to bite Luo Jiahong, you can't say whatever conditions you say, it's what conditions, we have to talk about."

Zhang Xianhui's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Let me think about it."

"Okay, think about it." Zhang Xianhui stood up, waved his hand and said to a young man: "Ask the doctor to see if he can eat something, get some for him."

"Okay." The guy nodded.

A few minutes later.

Zhang Xianhui left the infirmary and stood on the second floor and called Shen Tianze.

"Hello?"

"Brother Ze, I'll talk to Gu Xiao."

"Ah, what did he say?" Shen Tianze asked.

"He told me that even if he agreed to bite Luo Jiahong, he would not be able to apply any conditions, he would agree to whatever conditions." Zhang Xianhui replied softly: "So, I guess he will bargain."

"Gu Xiao is a bit dangerous." Shen Tianze whispered: "This person knows how valuable he is, and he can stand his temper and bear the punishment. The most important thing is that his brain is still very good. So, as long as he promises to vomit and the conditions are not too excessive, then promise him. We can use him as a gun and create some secrets from Luo Jiahong. If he can stand the test, then leaving him in the Marriott of the Prosperity is nothing more than a matter of multiple bowls and chopsticks."

"I understand." Zhang Xianhui nodded.

"Erpang and Dasong are here with me, and Xianghe and Brother Yu are also walking frequently with Ba'ang because of the company." Shen Tianze frowned and instructed: "You have some snacks and take good care of your family."

"good."

"Well, call me any time you have any news."

"Haole."

After the words came to an end, the two ended the call on the second floor.

...

It was noon.

Gu Xiao was sent to the basement again and happened to pass by the door of Xiao Han's cell.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Han asked in the railing.

Gu Xiao turned around and glanced at him: "Even if I vomited, I'm more valuable than you."

Xiao Han was stunned when he heard the sound.

"Haha!" Gu Xiao smiled and was carried back to the innermost cell.

"If you have something to do, call us." Brother J closed the door and greeted Gu Xiao.

Gu Xiao nodded.

After the two soldiers left, Gu Xiao turned his head and glanced at the new bed, as if he felt that the place they were placed was awkward, and then pushed the bed with his hands.
Chapter completed!