Early the next morning, Wang Shimao arrived at Tianhua City Prison.
"How is the situation?" Wang Shimao looked at the prison guards who came up and said calmly.
"Captain Wang, the matter has been settled." Several prison guards said flatteringly. They all knew that Wang Shimao was the spokesperson of Cui Tailang, the first young master. It was a great achievement to get the matter assigned by Cui Tailang, and he would be promoted and made rich.
It's a sure thing that he and Wang Shimao will probably work together in the future. Flattery now will also pave the way for the future.
Wang Shimao hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Lead the way!"
He was very afraid of Ye Sheng, but after thinking about it, he had already been killed, so he had nothing to worry about. "That kid is nothing special." Wang Shimao thought about how he was like a grandson in front of him before, and he felt even more worried.
There was a bit of hatred in my heart, "Huh! Why didn't I be so tough in the first place? I was afraid that he would be a loser!"
The villain succeeds, which is exactly what he is like at this moment.
"Has the report been written?" Wang Shimao asked.
"Yes, Captain Wang, last night, due to a computer malfunction, a riot suddenly broke out in the prison. Ye Sheng, who was detained in the solitary cell, took the initiative to stir up trouble. As a result, he was killed in a fight with the prisoners. This collective fight happened suddenly.
, the scene was so chaotic that the murderer could not be found at all.”
"Well, you did a good job," Wang Shimao narrowed his eyes, "I will show you your merit in front of Master Cui."
"Ah. Thank you, Captain Wang."
"When I see his body later, I will step on him hard." Wang Shimao walked more and more proudly, and the depression that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time was about to disappear.
...
"Squeak!"
The prison gates were opened.
Seeing the scene in front of them, Wang Shimao and several prison guards were suddenly stunned.
"what's the situation?"
I saw that the collective prison was neat and tidy, and there was no bloody scene at all as imagined, and the prisoners were lying on the canopy beds to rest consciously.
Look at that posture, this is nothing at all!
However, Wang Shimao soon discovered that many prisoners' hands and feet were bent at strange angles. Although there was cold sweat on their foreheads and bodies, they surprisingly did not make a sound!
"Holy shit! What are you doing?" Wang Shimao was shocked, "Did they miss it? Impossible?"
"Get the fuck up!" Several prison guards looked very ugly. They grabbed the strong man in the iron tower and said coldly, "What's going on with them?"
"Sir," the strong man from the Iron Tower said matter-of-factly, "Didn't the Olympic Games just finish? They thought the gymnasts' postures were very graceful and wanted to learn from them. I told them what they were made of, but they didn't listen.
I just need to practice a little, no, I’ve fallen like this.”
"Falled?" The prison guard's expression suddenly became very exciting, "Do you think I'm an idiot? So many people fell together like this?"
"Yes," said the strong man from the Iron Tower, "I find it incredible too, but that's the truth. If you don't believe me, just ask them!"
"Get out of here!" Wang Shimao suddenly felt that something was wrong. He walked towards the solitary room where Ye Sheng was being held. When he opened the small window of the solitary room, he saw that Ye Sheng was lying on the bed safe and sound asleep!
"It's over, it's over." Wang Shimao's heart sank to the bottom, "He's okay? He's okay? Then I'm in trouble!"
"Captain Wang," several prison guards also said with pale faces, not knowing what happened, "Here, we don't know what happened!"
.....
Wang Shimao felt his legs trembling and snorted coldly. He did not look at the prison guards who were also panicking. He didn't know how he got out of the collective prison. As soon as he walked to the prison guard's office, Cui Tailang's phone number came.
Came over.
"Cui...Master Cui..." Wang Shimao stammered.
"How is the matter?" Cui Tailang said, "Take care of the body. Also, keep a seal on it and give the prisoners more money to prevent this matter from spreading."
"Master Cui..." Wang Shimao hesitated to speak.
"Do you still have something to do?" Cui Tailang said, "Let's handle the matter more quickly. After the matter is completed, you will inevitably benefit."
"No," Wang Shimao hesitated and finally plucked up the courage to say, "That boy Ye Sheng is fine. He is still in the solitary room and is being kept well!"
"What?" Cui Tarang was shocked and his voice turned cold, "What's going on?"
Wang Shimao had no choice but to tell Cui Tailang exactly what he saw.
After Cui Tarang heard this, he was silent for a while and said, "Okay, I understand, I will make arrangements again. You, please clean up the situation."
"Yes, I'll do it right away." Wang Shimao was startled. Cui Tailang didn't get angry? But he soon began to worry about another thing. Ye Sheng was not dead. If he settles the accounts after the fall, his good life will be ruined.
, it’s the end!
...
"Captain Wang," the prison guards finally plucked up the courage to come over, "those prisoners don't know what happened. They didn't say anything. Everyone knows that their injuries were caused by beatings. Originally, we wanted them to testify."
It was the person named Ye who did it, but they refused to die. I think many of them are injured at home and can no longer hold on. Do you think?"
Wang Shimao let out a long sigh, "Send them to the infirmary for treatment first! We'll talk about other things later!"
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Xinghui Security Company.
Lao K still couldn't help but make a second call.
"Hello." A young male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"It's me." Old K looked very solemn and said, "You also came out of my starlight. Although our goals are different now, I was your former teacher. Out of this little affection, I want to
Do me a favor."
"Say." The young man's voice sounded very plain.
"Help me save someone." Old K said, "With your energy, I think it's just a matter of words!"