A day later, when Han Yao was about to wash up, a dozen people suddenly came over outside the prison of the Military Supervision Bureau of the Ninth District.

"Han Yao, squat at the door." A young officer shouted.

When Han Yao heard this, he immediately put down his toiletries, put on his shoes and socks, and his hands were on his back. He walked towards the door pitifully and squatted beside the prison gate.

Several years have passed, Han Yao has grown white hair on his temples, and the wrinkles on his cheeks have become more and more obvious. He looks much older, a bit like a middle-aged man about forty-five years old.

The prison of the Military Supervision Bureau is different from other criminals. Because there are many internal violations and intelligence personnel in other areas, they are more sensitive, so the environment here is much stricter than that of ordinary prisons. There is no large-scale labor activity here, and prisoners do not have to work, but they cannot contact anyone. The prison room is also separate, with one room for each person. There is no special situation. The prisoner can only live in his own small area and survive strictly in accordance with the prison regulations.

For many mentally exhausted people, this kind of life is a kind of enjoyment after ten days and half a month. Without any communication tools, you can completely let go of yourself here.

But if you really want to stay here for a few months or even years, that feeling of loneliness is simply unbearable for ordinary people. Many prisoners are harder than steel when they are locked up, but after a year or two, many people will lose their lives. They are crazy, suicide, mentally collapsed, and attempt to regain freedom. There are really many people.

Han Yao is considered a special criminal among the special criminals in this prison. Because he has no case and is detained entirely because of the Military Supervision Bureau for revenge and the purpose of using him as a bargaining chip, he has no sense of expectation except loneliness.

He didn't know when he would be let go, nor did he know what was happening outside, nor did he interrogate him, but only endless waiting and lonely torture.

This mental pain made Han Yao collapse in this cell where he had been in the cell where he had been for several years. He also tried to commit suicide, but it was useless except to torment himself.

...

At the entrance of the cell.

The young officer asked someone to open the door lock, looked down at the very regular Han Yao, and said in a brief sentence: "Come out."

Han Yao slowly raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is there anything?"

"You are going to be taken away." The young officer threw down his words and waved his hands at everyone: "Change him the clothes."

"stand up!"

Two soldiers walked over with their clothes.

...

One hour later.

Under the leadership of the young man, Han Yao completed the procedures for release and immediately left the prison.

Outdoor, the sky was blue and the ground was covered with snow. Han Yao was wearing a loose casual outfit, turned his head and looked at the sun, feeling a little uncomfortable, "It's still snowing..."

In the sun, Han Yao's snow-white skin was shining as transparent as it was, and the blood vessels on the back of his hand were clearly visible.

"Walk!"

The soldier pushed Han Yao and took him onto the helicopter.

The young officer took the phone and whispered: "Yes, the person has been asked and is ready to send it over. OK, I know."

Han Yao sat on the helicopter and couldn't help asking: "Is it...Is it going to let me go?"

The young officer hesitated for a moment: "Yes, I'm going to let you go."

Han Yao nodded mutely and said nothing.

...

Sichuan Prefecture Chongdu, within Fengxiang Company.

Li Zhixun sat on the sofa and intervened to Han Tong and said, "The opposite side has already replied."

"What do they say?" Han Tong asked.

"They demanded that while releasing Han Yao, they must return the Xu Yang who was detained in Fengbei." Li Zhixun responded truthfully: "This is the bottom line and cannot be negotiated."

Han Tong hesitated for a while when he heard this: "If you can't release Xu Yang, just use Ma's second son to lock Qin Yu. If he can't make my elder brother, he will kill another person."

"Who are you killing?" Li Zhixun asked.

"Guan Qi." Han Tong replied expressionlessly.

"I have read Guan Qi's information. He has just been released from prison. Is it enough for Qin Yu?" Li Zhixun asked back.

"I think it's enough. Qin Yu will be responsible for this old brother who has been squatting for him for so long, both in terms of personal emotions and face." Han Tong thought for a while and said, "Listen to me, don't release Xu Yang. If Qin Yu disagrees, then kill Guan Qi."

Li Zhixun looked at Han Tong's expression, listened to his cold words, frowned and asked, "Are you not afraid of doing this? You completely angered Qin Yu and caused him to execute your elder brother?"

"He is psychologically weak now, so we can't breathe." Han Tong shook his head and replied, "I firmly believe that he must not dare."

Li Zhixun rubbed his palms and stood up and replied, "I think it's too risky to do this. Whether Xu Yang is detained does not mean anything to me. To be safe, you should find the relationship between Fengbei and let Xu Yang go first to ensure that the following negotiations can go smoothly."

In fact, for Li Zhixun, he doesn't care about Xu Yang's situation. Is the other party detained in Fengbei? What does it have to do with Chuan Mansion and District 5?

Now that he is killing Guan Qi, he can only weaken the chips in his hands, which will not have any impact on the overall situation, and there is also the risk of completely angering Qin Yu, so he doesn't want to do it.

Han Tong felt Li Zhixun's psychological activities, and also knew that if Xu Yang was not released, Qin Yu would be able to release Han Yao back. Because there was no Han family as hostage, Xu Yang would be extremely likely to be killed by Fatty Xing in Fengbei to take revenge.

Based on the above reasons, Han Tongcai smiled and replied: "I am just the person who gives advice. You are the one who is in charge. If you think there is no problem, then do it according to your opinion."

Li Zhixun nodded: "You go and communicate with Fengbei, replace Han Yao and Xu Yang first, and push things up as soon as possible."

"It's okay." Han Tong responded, took out the phone and also reminded him: "From my experience in dealing with Qin Yu, if he dies his brother, this matter will never be good. If you believe me, you must ensure that the chips are in your own hands. As long as Ma Lao Er and the others are there, Qin Yu will be restricted everywhere."

Li Zhixun is a very smart person. He understood Han Tong's meaning in seconds and nodded slowly and said, "We are making plans on the 57th, and the location of the person who is handed over is also decided by us. It is very safe."

...

In the town of Far Mountain Life.

Qin Yu asked with the phone, "Uncle Li, where have you been?"

"Coco will go to your place, but it's useless for us to go." Old Li replied with the phone: "You don't have to worry about me. Just do the frontal matters well, we just wait for the gun to fire."
Chapter completed!