It was concluded that James was the murderer of the imperial envoy. This line is naturally worth digging deeper. Wein looked at the warden:
"Is James Wensley's cell still in use?"
"Of course not. After all, there is a one-to-one correspondence between the prisoner and the cell. We have previously concealed the fact that he escaped from prison, and we will not use that cell for other purposes." The warden said hurriedly.
"Well, take us to take a look." Wein smiled, "By the way, don't think that you will be fine if the prison escape happened to the former warden. Hiding the prison escape of a prisoner is a serious mistake. If it doesn't happen, you may have to do it in the future.
I am staying in this prison with a different identity. So, seize the opportunity to serve your crime and make meritorious service."
"Of course, of course..."
The warden led the two of them to the bottom of the prison with a sad face. As the elevator descended underground, Leon felt that the air had become much colder.
After getting out of the elevator, there is a huge steel door in front of you, which is somewhat similar to the door of a bank vault.
The warden walked to the door and said to the guard on the side: "Open the door!"
The guard nodded in agreement, turned the gate on one side, and the steel gate slowly moved open.
"This door is made according to military grade. It would take dozens of artillery blasts for several hours. There is absolutely no way for the people inside to escape through forceful means." The warden laughed dryly.
Wei Yin nodded: "Are you particularly happy when you think about living in such a safe place in the future?"
Warden: "..."
Leon: "..."
This guy's aggression still hasn't decreased.
Entering the bottom prison, there was no light inside. The warden turned on the flashlight and was able to see clearly the layout of the bottom prison. Different from the cells above, the cells here have closed iron doors with a small door that can be opened and closed with a key.
Normally you can't see what's going on inside the window.
"There are currently 15 people detained in the bottom prison. They are either political prisoners who have fallen from power, economic prisoners, or criminals sentenced by military courts in the past. Even if most people commit serious crimes, they are sentenced to death rather than life imprisonment."
Liang asked curiously: "Is there no one patrolling here?"
"No, the guards only bring meals in at noon and evening." The warden said proudly, "With the security facilities of the prison, ordinary patrols are not necessary at all."
Wein took a step forward: "I think you'd better change the rules and arrange a few patrols, otherwise you will be too lonely here alone with no one to talk to."
The warden's expression twisted.
"There are no numbers on these doors." Leon noticed this.
"Yes, the original intention of the design was to make this a prison for the forgotten. No one would call the names or even code names of the prisoners here. Even the jailers only served meals in the order of the rooms, without knowing who was locked up in the room.
." The warden said, "The prisoners are placed in the cells in order from left to right, and the jailer only needs to send them next to each other. If someone dies, the people behind him will move into the previous room in turn. But since James escaped,
Since then, the 8th cell has been empty."
"Open the door."
The warden took out the key and opened the cell door, then used a flashlight to shine inside. The room was just as the warden had described before. There were only mattresses on the floor and a squat toilet, and there was a palm-sized ventilation duct on the wall.
Leon felt a chill at the thought of other prisoners spending the rest of their lives here.
Moreover, the room that had always been dark in the past was illuminated by a flashlight. Leon also noticed that there were many scratches on the wall and even long-dried blood stains. It is not difficult to imagine that these were left by people on the verge of mental breakdown.
"As you can see, sir, there is nothing special here, no tunnel."
Liang frowned: "In this case, the former warden is very suspicious. He is the only one who holds the key to open the prison door."
"Maybe..." The warden wasn't sure, but he couldn't deny it either.
Wein walked out of the cell, looked left and right, and suddenly said: "James escaped through the death of the inmate next door, so what was the situation when the body was removed?"
The warden was stunned: "This... I don't know. Probably the former warden brought people from the medical school to move the body away."
"Hmm..." Wein touched his chin, "If someone told you that this cell is the one where the corpse lies, would you confirm it yourself?"
"I - sir, what do you mean?"
Leon also reacted: "You mean, the warden didn't confirm which cell was the dead man's cell at all, so... he actually opened James' cell as the dead man's cell?"
"Don't you think it's very likely? It's so dark here, and the jailer can naturally count the food delivered from one room to the next. But it would be a bit tricky for the warden who doesn't come in person to just stand at the door and count with a flashlight. In this case,
, if someone who already knows the location of the target points the way, and you don’t think twice to confirm it, you will easily be led astray.”
If it was true that the former warden was led astray and opened the wrong cell door, then it would explain why James was able to "quietly sneak into the next cell to load the body", but the body of the deceased was not transported during the transfer.
Discovered—because the person he entered was James’ cell!
"Next question, do you know how the unlucky man in the next room was dealt with when he was still alive?"
The warden thought for a while and said: "I'm not sure about the specific situation, but according to the regulations, we will arrange for a doctor to enter the prisoner's cell for consultation accompanied by the jailer. If the condition is serious, we can consider sending the prisoner out for treatment.
.But if the person in the next room was seriously ill and died, there might not even be any treatment and he would be allowed to die naturally."
"Will the jailer always accompany the doctor during consultation?"
"It's like this under normal circumstances, but..." the warden clapped his hands, "By the way, I remember that the man had an infectious disease. The jailer might be afraid of being infected and left during the consultation."
Wein smiled: "In this way, we can almost figure out how James got in touch with the helper. For health reasons, the jailer chose to hide far away and waited at the prison gate for the doctor to complete the consultation.
, and the doctor took this opportunity to contact James next door. The soundproofing effect of this door is okay, but not excellent. If you get closer, you can still hear the sounds outside, just like this."
Wein closed the door, leaving Leon and the warden inside, and then knocked on the door. The sound was particularly loud in the small space.
When Leon and the warden approached the door, they heard Wein whispering outside the door:
"I can help you get out, but you need to pay the price."
"Well!" The warden was startled, "Mr. Detective, how do you know what he said at that time?"
"It's just a wild guess. In this situation, if James and the doctor didn't know each other before, this sentence is the best opening line." Wein opened the cell door, "In this way, things will be much clearer. You can try
Find the doctor who treated the unfortunate guy in the next room."
"We have a cooperation with the medical school of Casper University. We provide unclaimed corpses to them for research, and they provide us with medical services." The warden said, "The doctor we were looking for originally came from Kasper.
Spas University Medical School, he was also responsible for transporting the body to the medical school... Mr. Detective, your reasoning is most likely correct!"
"Whether my reasoning is correct or not does not require your approval."
"It's just that we lack conclusive evidence." Liang said, "This is all based on your conjecture."
"You haven't changed your mind yet." Wein frowned, "We are detectives and consultants. We are only responsible for providing ideas and clues. Detailed investigation, collection of evidence, and interrogation are all the work of the Suppression Bureau.
."
"...I understand."
Leon found that he was worrying too much. He always felt that the job of a detective was to solve the case thoroughly, similar to that of the police. But during this day's action, he found that Vin's role was more to provide feasible ideas rather than to provide definite proof.
Moreover, Wein is always too lazy to prove it himself, and just leaves the matter to the authorities.
However, if you follow Wein's train of thought, you will find that this guy's train of thought is basically correct.
If we want to make an analogy, Nawein is a genius who only uses the formula and the final answer when writing the question. He does not write the proof process at all and substitutes the question data into it. But other people only found out in the end that the formula they used
It is the formula given by Viin, and the calculated answer is the answer thrown out by Viin.
After completing the investigation here, the three people left the bottom prison. The warden returned to the office to inquire about the identity of the doctor 12 years ago, while Leon followed Wein and waited in the lobby on the first floor.
"I didn't expect that I could get so much information in Caspars Prison." Leon sighed.
"But the water is getting deeper and deeper. I think the truth behind the matter may not be very simple." Wein stood motionless, leaning against the wall.
"By the way, um..." Liang looked around, "Where is the bathroom?"
This afternoon, they ran from the restaurant to Bitterleaf Sanatorium and then to Caspers Prison. Leon didn't go to the toilet along the way. At this moment, he felt a little... nervous.
"What, you need to poop?"
"You... forget it." Liang sighed, why is this guy's words always so unpleasant?
Wein pointed to the side of the hall: "There is a sign for the bathroom in that direction."
"Thank you."
Leon walked all the way to the bathroom, opened the zipper in front of the urinal, took out the penis, and as the water flowed, he became relaxed and happy.
After solving the physical problem, Leon rinsed his hands in front of the sink, and a thought suddenly came to his mind:
That guy Vin, although he hasn't eaten less, it seems... I've never seen him go to the toilet?
I don't know if there is a toilet on the third floor of the office, but even when Wein stayed on the first and second floors all day long, the bathroom was never occupied by him.
Hiss... This does seem to be a problem. Could it be that he absorbed 100% of the food? A kind of extraordinary ability?
The extraordinary ability to avoid excretion is somewhat useful and somewhat useless.
Liang shook his hands while shaking his mind, and subconsciously made a pinching action, and then——
A blank card appears in his hand.
Liang was stunned for a few seconds and realized something:
According to Vin, shouldn't Caspars Prison be surrounded by "the sound of silence" and unable to use extraordinary powers?