Wein closed the car door and looked at Leon, who was squatting aside and vomiting.
"Ahem - isn't that an exaggeration?" Leon wiped his mouth and stood up, "Are you filming "Fast and Furious"?"
"What is that?"
"Uh, a racing movie... forget it."
On the road just now, Leon watched helplessly as Wein drove the sports car all the way. Not only did he go at full speed on the unmanned road, even if there were other cars in front of him, Wein could find every opportunity to go around it, or even go in the opposite direction.
As for turning...don't mention it, Leon has never experienced such frequent drifting in his life.
This guy must not be allowed to touch the steering wheel again. He is a road terror. His driving skills are as if they were learned from many video games...
Leon was asked by his coach before what he should do if he suddenly encounters a person jumping out while driving on the highway. After careful consideration, Leon replied "turn the steering wheel" after thinking that the brakes could not be stopped, and was scolded severely by the coach.
He felt that if it were Wein who encountered this situation, Wein would probably say - "What, there is no one there, isn't this road quite wide?"
"Slow down and take a look at the prison in the distance."
Liang looked up and saw that this prison fit his stereotype of a "prison": surrounded by high gray walls with iron wires wrapped around them. There was a sentry post at regular intervals, and a huge cannon was hung under the sentry tower.
searchlight.
There were two guards standing at the gate. The style of their gray-green uniforms was somewhat different from that of the city police. They were closer to the military uniforms of the previous life. Their helmets were also dome-shaped helmets. They held rifles and stared at the two Leans with vigilance.
"Let's go, if you stand any longer, you will be regarded as a suspicious person."
Following Wein as he approached the door, the guard at the door raised his rifle: "Stop, who is that?"
"The Suzheng Bureau is handling the case." Wei Yin took out the Suzheng Bureau badge and brought an ID.
One of the guards slowly approached, took these things, and then ran quickly into the prison, while the other one was still wary of the two.
While waiting for a reply, Liang patted his ears: "Why do I feel a strange sound..."
"That is the special audio played in the prison, called the 'Sound of Silence'." Wein said, "This is a special extraordinary skill. Within the range of sound waves, most extraordinary powers will be ineffective unless other methods are used.
The musical method 'neutralizes' the influence of the 'Sound of Silence', or one has great strength and can ignore this sonic barrier."
"Well, it's equivalent to silencing someone's skills." Liang had his own understanding.
"Silence? This description is indeed appropriate." Wei Yin touched his chin and spat out a rhythmic Chinese sentence, "I dried up the silence and regretted it very impulsively."
"Hey, where did you hear this from?"
"In your previous fantasy, there was a person holding something like a communication terminal - what you call a mobile phone - playing this music. The sound was loud, and it was quite touching."
Liang covered his face: "Don't learn these weird things!"
"In short, it is basically impossible to use extraordinary power in prison. What really works is this."
Wayne took out a revolver from his clothes, which was also the one pointed at Leon's head when they first met.
Liang was startled: "What are you doing? This is a prison...prison..."
Also shocked was the guard at the door. He pointed his rifle at Wein and almost pulled the trigger. Leon suspected that if they did anything drastic again, bullets would be fired.
This behavior of Wein is comparable to saying: "Brother, you can do it now!" when unloading a cash truck.
"I told you, don't be so scary..." Liang wiped away cold sweat.
Wein put away his gun: "Here, he's back."
The guard who had left earlier hurried back, bringing with him another guard who was not armed and had a baton hanging from his waist.
The guard who came after him took a step forward and said: "You two, please follow me. I will take you to the warden's office."
The warden received me directly, which was quite a good deal.
Follow the guard into the prison, and after passing through the courtyard, you will find the main building of the prison, a square building.
The warden's office is on the top floor. A group of people entered the main building lobby and got on the elevator. As the elevator went up, they could see cells on each floor. Through the iron railings, they could see people sitting or standing inside.
prisoners, and near the elevator is the prison guard's sentry post.
This kind of prison design is quite "transparent". The cells are all single cells, with a railing wall on the side of the door. The internal space is extremely small, only about four or five square meters, with squat toilets and beds. Every move of the prisoner is monitored by the prison guards.
Inside, it’s no better than the pigs and cows in the farm.
Arriving at the top floor, the elevator door faced the corridor, and the guard led the two of them straight to the warden's office at the end of the corridor.
The warden of Caspers Prison is a short, chubby man in his early 50s with sparse hair on top of his head. He wears a higher-level uniform with a more complicated style.
"Hello, two...commissioners? I am Hal White, the warden of Casper's Prison." The warden was smiling, but if you look closely, you will find that this is a typical smile.
"Commissioner, we can't talk about it. We are external detectives from the Solemnity Bureau, assisting in investigating a case." Wein only glanced at the warden, "I believe you have also received the news that Wilson Si, the Imperial Envoy sent by King's Landing City,
Swift died at the Kalenkaya mansion where he was temporarily staying."
"Ah, that's it. It's really a pity..." The warden rubbed his hands, "It's just two... detectives, why did they find me?"
"At the end of Wilson's military career, he was caught up in a prisoner abuse scandal and went to a military court. In the end, he and two others were acquitted. Only one person was found guilty of torture of prisoners to death and was sentenced to life imprisonment.
.He is being held in this prison now.”
"Uh, life imprisonment...yes, that's right."
"And now, we believe that Wilson's death is related to the prisoner abuse case, and may be a deliberate revenge by the relevant personnel back then." Wein paused, "So, I need to talk to the James Wayans you are imprisoned here.
Let’s talk with Lee and learn more details about the case that year.”
"James Wensley?" The warden's tone was surprised, and Leon noticed that he winked unnaturally.
"Please sit down and talk first. You two, please sit here." The warden walked to the desk and moved two chairs.
"We are here to see James Wensley, not you." Wein did not sit down as the warden expected, "I hope to get to the point quickly."
"The main topic, ahem, yes, the main topic..." The warden wiped the sweat from his forehead, "However, James Wensley has been unwell recently, and I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to see him..."
"Not feeling well? That's good. My assistant has a medical qualification certificate. If he can't even move, we can walk over and see him."
Liang twitched his lips. When chatting on weekdays, Liang did say that he had passed the Red Cross ambulance certificate in his previous life, but what kind of medical qualification certificate was this...
However, the warden obviously has a problem. Is it possible that he really cares about the physical condition of all the prisoners in the prison? As soon as Wein mentioned James Wensley, the warden knew who he was without further explanation, and even knew about his "physical condition".
discomfort".
"Well, this... Okay, come on, call James Wensley over here."
The guard at the door responded and left quickly.
The warden smiled flatteringly: "Look, James will be here soon, how about we sit down first?"
The warden's attitude was so suspicious. Leon even doubted that there might be some swordsman lurking in this office, right?
"Then take a seat." Wein sat down directly. Leon couldn't stand still, so he sat next to Wein.
"Two detective gentlemen, I would like to inquire whether this James is not an important person, right?"
"It's hard to say." Wein shrugged. "Once it is confirmed that the death of the Imperial Envoy is really related to the old case 17 years ago, the Solemnity Bureau will definitely take over the relevant personnel, and James Wensley will also have to be guarded by the Solemnity Bureau.
.”
"Gu..." The warden made a strange sound in his throat, "Is it really that serious?"
"Of course. However, the handover process of the Suzheng Bureau is not short. Time waits for no one, so the two of us came to see James in advance."
The warden scratched his sparse scalp and was speechless for a long time.
Wein glanced at the drawings on the wall of his office: "Is that the structural diagram of Caspars Prison?"
"Uh, yes."
"It seems like different types of prisoners will be kept in different areas."
The warden nodded: "We will keep murderers, rapists, and thieves separately, and the security measures in the felon area will be stronger."
"Where would a life-sentence prisoner like James Wensley be kept?"
The warden hesitated for a moment and said: "The bottom prison, life-sentence prisoners will be locked up in the bottom prison."
Leon looked at the drawings and saw that the prison was on the underground floor of the prison building.
"Is there anything special about Hell?"
"Yes, considering that a life sentence basically means you have to stay in prison until death, the conditions in the bottom prison will be... worse. The cells in the bottom prison are fully enclosed made of solid stone slabs. There are only floor beds and toilets in the cells. There are no
Lights and ventilation only rely on ventilation ducts, and drinking water...you know, there will be water in the toilet. The two meals a day are distributed separately by the jailer. They are liquid food in disposable paper tableware. When distributing the food, the jailer will
Confirm the life and death of the prisoners. Prisoners in the bottom jail have no entertainment or opportunities to relax. They only clean up the garbage once a month."
Wein said: "It sounds like it would be better to just die."
"It is true that some prisoners have tried to commit suicide, and some have succeeded, but most have not. Once we discover suicidal behavior, we will put them in restraints."
Hearing the words of the warden, Liang felt chills all over his body. Is this environment... really the bottom of hell and not hell?