wind in the dark night

Chapter 188: Serial Set ()

An hour ago.

Ma Zhuang and the prison guards came to the north area of ​​the prison.

Because they often come to the North District to interrogate prisoners, they have become familiar with each other. In addition, they are from the same hometown, so the two of them usually talk more casually.

"Team Leader Ma, are you and that girl really in love?"

"It's a thing of the past."

"It's so dark. Looking at Du Yaqi, you can really talk about it, tsk tsk."

"Boy, stop talking sarcastically. Believe it or not, I will leave you in the mountains for two years - not two years, just half a year. You will have to rush to take off your pants when you see a sow!"

"Hey, that's no longer an animal."

"This is sometimes the case. Humans and animals only have the same clothes. There is not much difference. By the way, I am coming to the North District today. Don't tell outsiders."

"What?"

"Oh, I thought I was looking for a spy who knew everything about me, but I didn't expect that I hadn't seen her for a few years. This bitch joined the anti-bandit resistance. She wanted to see me, and she just asked me for help... It's better not to see her. After all, it's better. Reply, I’m really intolerant, let’s see each other, but I’m afraid that others will make irresponsible remarks.”

"Don't worry, I promise not to tell!"

The prison guard looked generous.

Zhang Yuying was lying on the bed, tossing and turning like pancakes. When she heard the footsteps, she sat up and stared at the door.

Soon, Ma Zhuang appeared in front of the cell door.

The prison guard found the corresponding key from the key plate, opened the lock with a click, and pushed open the iron door: "Captain Ma, you two are chatting, and I won't disturb you."

"Excuse me, brother."

"What you said is out of context. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. We all come from the same village. We should take care of each other. Why are you so polite?"

It is said that there are people in the court who are good at becoming officials, but the prison guards are just ordinary police officers. If a police lieutenant can speak for him, the chance of climbing up will be greatly increased.

Of course Ma Zhuang understood this and pretended to be pleased: "Okay, I won't say much else. It's still a long time. We'll see you later."

As he spoke, he stepped into the cell.

The prison guards did not go far, patrolling back and forth with rifles in hand.

"What do you want from me?"

Ma Zhuang asked Zhang Yuying.

Zhang Yuying stepped forward and said anxiously: "What's the matter? You have to save me!"

Ma Zhuang sighed: "Sister Ying, aren't you making things difficult for me? I am a policeman and you are a gangster. We are like a cat and a mouse. How do you want me to save you?"

"Fart! You are the rat!"

"Sister Ying..."

"Ma Zhuang, my ugly words have come to an end. If you don't care about me, I won't be able to say anything in the subsequent interrogation - including your incident!"

"...I, what's the matter?"

"We are getting along well, do you bosses know?"

"That's nothing. It's just indiscretion at most."

"Okay, it doesn't matter if I sleep on the same bed. Does it count if you persuade me to join the Anti-League again and again? If it weren't for your sake, the political commissar of the South Manchuria detachment..."

"Why are you making such noise? Keep your voice down!"

Ma Zhuang looked around nervously.

Fortunately, the prison guard was far away and could not hear the conversation between the two.

Zhang Yuying sneered: "Look at your bearish look, weren't you quite capable just now, like a mouse or a cat? What, the world has changed, are cats afraid of mice?"

Ma Zhuang changed his expression sincerely: "Sister Ying, to be honest, based on our relationship, I can't care less about you. I was teasing you just now! As the saying goes, a couple's love lasts for a night, so we two But it’s not just one night, not to mention a hundred days of grace, there is also a thousand days of grace.”

"It's like a human saying."

Zhang Yuying's expression softened.

Ma Zhuang said: "After the case is concluded, it will eventually be handed over to the local court. I asked before coming here. For your crime, you will be sentenced to up to three years..."

"What? Three years?"

"Three years is a good sentence for cases involving resisting bandits. If you hadn't had a good attitude in pleading guilty, you would have been sentenced to at least ten years in prison. Besides, it's said to be three years. After the limelight is over, you can spend some money and take care of it. It will only take a year and a half to be released." "...Can you?"

Zhang Yuying was doubtful.

Ma Zhuang came closer and whispered: "The prison director of Binjiang No. 1 Prison where you will serve your sentence in the future has the strongest relationship with me. Whether you let him go or not is just a matter of my word!"

"How did I hear that I was going to be shot?"

"Shot? Who did you listen to?"

"That's the guy just now."

"He is trying to scare you. These people are just idle... Think about it, you signed the confession and you have to explain what you have to confess. How could you possibly shoot him?"

"That's right..."

"In Binjiang, we dare not say anything else. With my current status, getting one or two prisoners from the prison is not a piece of cake!"

"With your words, I feel relieved."

Zhang Yuying breathed a long sigh of relief.

Ma Zhuang thought for a while and warned: "Sister Ying, there is one thing. You must not talk nonsense about the Nanman detachment. If you say it, I will be finished. When I am finished, you will be finished too."

"I'm not stupid, I know it well. There's another thing... I've had diarrhea for the past two days, coming and going. I was thinking, if I get tiger tiger eye, it will be over. Can you give me some medicine?"

"Hu Liela won't be... OK, I'll bring you the medicine later."

"Hurry up..."

Ma Zhuang knew very well that if he really got Tiger Tiger, he would be bedridden with vomiting and diarrhea, and he would never be in Zhang Yuying's state.

Tiger's eye disease is also known as cholera. There is no specific medicine developed yet. Once a patient gets this disease, whether he or she lives or dies depends on luck.

After coming out of prison, Ma Zhuang went to the medical clinic, then returned to the prison guard's lounge and handed a paper bag containing two tablets of sulfa to the prison guard.

Qi Yue stood in front of the window and observed what was going on downstairs.

He has been paying attention to Ma Zhuang's whereabouts.

He knew that if Ma Zhuang had something in his heart, he would definitely find an opportunity to meet Zhang Yuying.

……

five minutes later.

Qi Yue came to the medical clinic.

For general headaches and brain fever, you don’t need to bother a doctor to diagnose and prescribe. You can go directly to a nurse to get medicine. The expenses incurred will be included in the salary and medical expenses.

When the nurse was away, there was a register on the table.

Qi Yue picked it up and turned to the latest page. It was clearly written on it: two tablets of sulfonamide, special agent Kema Zhuang.

At the end is Ma Zhuang's signature.

Qi Yue didn't waste a second and immediately left the medical clinic and returned to the office.

Because he guessed that Ma Zhuang most likely got the medicine for Zhang Yuying.

He took out the key, opened the safe, took out a bottle of Weishuning capsules, found a secretly marked potassium cyanide, and carefully put it into his pocket.

This grain of potassium cyanide was originally reserved for myself.

I used it this time and will make up for it in the future.

Having seen too many interrogations of prisoners, Qi Yue had long ago made up his mind that if his identity were exposed, he would never give his enemies a chance to torture him.

……

Inside the guard lounge.

Two tablets of sulfa were placed on the table.

The guard crossed his legs and drank tea. He was not in a hurry at all, thinking that he would bring the medicine in during dinner time in the evening.

　Even if there is only one reader left, the author will finish the book normally.

　　After this period of busy work, I will speed up the update.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)