Ten minutes later, when the anesthetic gas turned from strong to light, Gao Ning also fell down like a jade pillar being pushed down from a mountain of gold.
When he fell down, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter the prisoners, prison guards, or soldiers armed with guns, no one wants to stimulate this beast.
If such a big thing happened in the prison, there must be an explanation to the superiors.
A corpse cannot absolve them of their joint responsibility. Only by handing over a living person can the guilt be minimized.
It is precisely because of this that the soldiers were reluctant to shoot.
Tranquilizing grenades are only the first step. If they are ineffective, they will be replaced with tranquilizing bombs, rope guns, and even stun guns. Live ammunition will not be fired unless absolutely necessary.
In this era, the media is gradually gaining control of the discourse, and the concept of human rights is gradually rising.
The purpose of the upper class is to improve their political performance. Every month, some people come to the prison to show their warmth and listen to the prisoners' appeals.
Regardless of whether it is pretentious or not, just going through this procedure is already very intimidating.
There was such a big scene today, and it is impossible to block the news. If the scene is made ugly again, then everyone carrying flowers on their shoulders from top to bottom will have to walk around without food.
Gao Ning also knew this very well, so after confirming that he had left a deep impression on them, he decisively withdrew his consciousness.
The second puppet loses control and will enter a comatose state.
On the surface, it appears that the hypnotic gas is taking effect.
When the warden picked up his pants and hurried down from the office building, the action on the playground was coming to an end.
The military is temporarily seconded. Although it is not under the jurisdiction of the Correctional Services Department, the two parties are functionally related and this is not the first time they have dealt with each other.
Therefore, as soon as the leaders of both sides met and decided on the time for the follow-up meeting, the soldiers got into their cars and evacuated first.
The prison guards then drove the prisoners away and put them back into their cells as quickly as possible.
The guards in the infirmary drove several prisoners to put a white fence around the crime scene where corpses were strewn, waiting for the warden's follow-up treatment.
"What's going on? Why is there such a big commotion!"
The warden was so angry that his expression contorted, his hand holding the waistband of his pants trembled uncontrollably, and the belt head made a sound of metal collision.
The killer's face looked like his dead parents, and his voice was hoarse: "I don't know! It might be a gang vendetta!"
"I hate you, you big watermelon!"
The warden wanted to slap the belt on his face and cursed: "How do you manage the prison? Do you know that I will retire in three months? I have even typed up a report recommending you to move up.
Step, is this how you repay me?
Gang vendetta? Do you think I’m one of those mindless ghosts?”
"I'm sorry, sir! It happened so suddenly, I need time to investigate!"
Killer Xiong lowered his head and said.
Although he didn't know whether what this old bastard said was true or false, he was unable to delve into it now.
Such a big thing has happened, and the blame has been so firmly attached that it is impossible to remove it even if you want to.
No matter how I deal with it later, no matter how suitable the reason I find, I can't keep my skin.
The only thing that can be done now is to avoid accusations of malfeasance as much as possible.
Otherwise, it would not be as simple as losing one's job, but the prison guard would become a prisoner.
The killer shuddered.
For him, this is the most terrifying thing!
The warden gasped and stared at him fiercely, wishing he could eat him alive.
It took me half a month to finally get the new secretary. I just took off my pants, and you are going to do this for me?
Now tell me it takes time? I am the one who needs time the most!
The warden suppressed his anger. He also knew that this was inappropriate.
"Listen, the matter is so big that we can no longer keep the lid on it. I must report it as soon as possible. Only by obtaining the understanding of my superiors can I have room to operate.
I only give you three hours here, and you must give me a logical explanation after three hours! Gang vendetta? Since when did gang vendettas tear people in half?"
"knew!"
The killer turned around and walked away.
Now that things have come to this, there is no need for him to be respectful.
There is an evil fire in his heart. If he doesn't vent it out, he will go crazy!
…
In the prison cell, Azheng and Lu Jiayao sat across from each other, looking at each other in silence.
The prison cell that used to be bustling was particularly deserted today.
Silly Biao, Da Mi, Blind Snake, Dasha, Garbage Man and other bosses who usually coaxed each other were all gone. All the younger brothers were curled up on the bed, lying like dead fish, or curled up under blankets.
In a group, no one spoke.
Zhong Chuxiong appeared outside the fence with an expressionless face, knocked on the iron fence with a rubber stick, and shouted: "47190, 45637, 49532, 41785, 48532. Come out, five of you!"
Azheng and the other four people looked up and saw Zhong Chuxiong opening the door and waiting indifferently.
Lu Jiayao grabbed Azheng's arm nervously, with a bit of worry in his eyes. Azheng swallowed, pretended to smile calmly, reached out and patted his arm, and his lips squirmed, trying to say something.
, after all, no words were spoken.
He stood up slowly and walked out with the other four dawdling guys.
When Azheng walked out of the cell, he discovered that besides Zhong Chuxiong, there were two prison guards holding round shields standing guard. Judging from their serious expressions, they seemed to be escorting heinous thugs.
"Hands out!"
Zhong Chuxiong scolded, and Azheng and others looked at each other and stretched out their hands.
He sneered, pulled out several handcuffs from behind and cuffed them one by one.
Ah Zheng couldn't help but said: "Sir, isn't that the case?"
"No? I think it's serious! Who knows if you bastards will suddenly go crazy and kill a few more? I still have more than 20 girlfriends, and I don't want to die young! Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly, Ke
The chief is still waiting for you!"
Zhong Chuxiong replied, and without waiting for Ah Zheng to say anything, he urged them to leave.
Several people walked all the way outside the section chief's office, and happened to see several handcuffed prisoners walking out of it. Each of them had obvious scars on their face. One of them had a broken nose, and blood flowed down his cheek.
He looked very miserable.
The prison guards around them seemed not to notice at all and continued to drive them away roughly.
Ah Zheng quietly looked at each other and knew that Killer Xiong was directly on the receiving end of this riot. He was crazy now and didn't care about any rules or regulations.
As long as he doesn't kill people, he can do anything!
At this time, a prison guard walked out indifferently, pointed at Azheng, and said: "You! Come in with me!"
Azheng didn't dare to neglect and quickly followed in.
He had been to this room many times, but this time the feeling was the most different.
In the past, Killer Hero's face was the darkest, but today it is sickly white, with red eyes, like the darkened protagonist in a martial arts novel.
What he had seen and heard along the way had already given Azheng a vaccine against the epidemic. He knew that things were different from the past. If his attitude was not correct, this guy would beat someone up in a minute.
Killer Xiong sat on his seat and stared at Azheng coldly. After a while, he said, "You know Min Tongwen very well. Why did he kill people?"
The first half of the sentence is a declarative sentence. It is obviously something that has been confirmed and Azheng will never be allowed to deny it.
Azheng also knew that he couldn't deny it, but there was really no way to answer this question.
He was stunned for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Section Chief, you are making things difficult for me. I am just a small role and I can't even rank in front of Min Tongwen. Who knows what he is thinking!"
The killer said indifferently: "Are you a small role? He has granted you temporary parole twice in a row, so that you can still have time to go out and celebrate your son's birthday while you are in jail. Why don't others get this treatment?"
Ah Zheng was a little bit embarrassed.
Killer Xiong said: "You don't want to think that other people also have this treatment, do you?"
Ah Zheng remained silent.
Killer Xiong said calmly: "Don't worry, it's not their turn yet! What I want now is your answer! You have a relationship with Min Tongwen, and you are in the same cell with several people who died. You must know something, tell me
Me! I’ll let you go!”
Ah Zheng said with a bitter face: "Section Chief, I really don't know anything!"
Killer Hero didn't waste any time and directly raised his hand.
The two prison guards standing next to him walked up without saying a word, grabbed Ah Zheng and pushed him directly onto the table.
The killer hero took out a hammer from the side and raised it to hit him on the head.
Azheng got out of the Revenant's Risk and struggled to sit down. His body suddenly became shorter, and the hammer fell into the air and hit the table with a bang.
Looking at the table, there are already two more gaps.
Azheng's eyes were trembling a little. This bastard actually made a deadly move. He directly used the end of the sheep's horn. Was he rushing to open the ladle for me?
The two prison guards grabbed him and tried to push him onto the table again. Ah Zheng struggled hard and shouted: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!"
The killer's face was expressionless, the hammer in his hand stopped in mid-air, staring at him coldly.
Azheng said quickly: "I heard a piece of news before, Da Mi and the others are interested in temporary parole, and want to control Brother Tong to gain benefits for themselves... That's all I know, I really don't know the rest!"
Killer Xiong Miyan: "Really don't know?"
"I really don't know anymore!" Ah Zheng said loudly.
The killer stared at him for a while, then threw away the claw hammer, straightened his collar, and sat back on the chair again.
The two prison guards released Ah Zheng and retreated to their original positions again.
Ah Zheng got up with lingering fear and looked at Killer Hero with something wrong in his eyes.
In the past, I only knew that this guy was very vicious, always beating and scolding, and did not treat prisoners as human beings. However, he strictly abided by the rules and bottom lines of the prison and never took the initiative to go beyond the boundaries.
Now I know that this guy can be ruthless even when he is cornered.
Azheng suddenly thought of the prisoner whose nose had been blown out just now. He shuddered unconsciously and thought to himself, that guy's nose must have been smashed by a hammer.
Thinking in his mind, the eyes he looked at Killer Hero became more and more weird.
The killer looked cold and didn't care about Azheng's reaction.
He knocked on the table lightly, seeming to be chewing on what Azheng had said before.
"It's pretty much the same as what I guessed, but it's of some value. You can go out now!"
Ah Zheng was granted amnesty, he took a deep breath and turned around to leave.
When he reached the door, Killer Hero suddenly stopped him.
Ah Zheng stiffened and turned around stiffly.
Killer Xiong didn't even raise his eyelids, but said calmly: "If what I ask about later is different from what you said... Hehe, then don't blame me..."
Don't blame him, Killer Hero didn't finish his words, but the threat was already evident in his words.
Ah Zheng calmed down and walked out of the office
He doesn't want to stay here for a second, this guy is crazy!
