The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 9 Target No.
Tonight, the government office of Daming Prefecture is brightly lit.

The yamen runners and jailers on the night shift perked up.

Prefect Zhao had just borrowed 600 garrison troops from the Capital (Administrative) Commandery during the day.

They practically surrounded the entire government office, especially the prison, completely.

Prefect Zhao had a very mysterious premonition.

Something big is going to happen tonight!
The murderer will certainly not let this go.

His prediction was absolutely correct.

According to Gan Minglan's personality.

The culprit who ruined her little sweet melon's life.

Allowing him to live another day was already a sign of my utter incompetence.

Revenge should not be delayed overnight; otherwise, interest will be charged!
After noticing dozens of heavy breathing sounds coming from the prison corridor.

Gan Minglan knew that she wouldn't have the chance to do it herself tonight!

Those who accomplish great things don't need to do everything themselves.

She comforted herself with this thought.

Yin Shi.

This is precisely the time of day when most people are physically exhausted.

The prisoners in the jail were fast asleep.

In the dark night.

A-Tu, who had been eating mulberries as his main food and was so full that he was pulled out of his spatial storage by his owner.

Gan Minglan has already drawn up the objectives of her mission.

Although it cannot achieve the effect of a photograph, Atu has his own way of identifying targets.

Based on its experience working with itself over the past eight years, the error rate is almost negligible.

Atu set off full of confidence!

It is very satisfied with its owner's new living environment.

There was no foul smell in the air, nor any sense of danger.

I feel like I truly deserve to be the king here!
This fence gate in front of us can't keep it out.

After checking the width of the door crack, Atu turned sideways and squeezed through the crack.

The head and upper body can pass through easily.

When it was the little belly's turn, unsurprisingly, it got stuck.

They don't seem to be panicking.

With its chubby little belly protruding, it churned its limbs more than a dozen times before finally passing through smoothly.

Standing outside the door, he even waved goodbye to Gan Minglan.

So cute.

A cute little guy.

Once he's out of prison, he's not so adorable anymore.

His eyes gleamed with a fierce light.

It extended its supernatural perception to begin a thorough search for the mission target.

Compared to the size of an adult, its 20-odd kilograms frame, if fast enough, would not attract the attention of the night watchmen.

The darkness of night is its best camouflage.

They searched through the rooms, one by one, row by row.

After searching for almost half an hour, they finally found the death row cell where Yu Er and the others were being held.

The death row cells are located in the basement of the Daimyo Prefecture prison.

The walls were thick and heavy, the doors and windows were tightly closed, and it was dark all year round.

It was a dungeon in every sense of the word.

As the prison warden, Yu Er's father naturally wouldn't let his son suffer.

After finding out the prefect's plan, they also felt that it would be safer to keep their son in the dungeon.

He had his subordinates lay out thick straw mats, cotton wadding, and small tables in the dungeon.

They also prepared a lot of food and drinks for the four people, who were of different heights, weights, and builds.

He only instructed a few people to behave themselves in jail and not cause him any trouble. Most people would be somewhat afraid when they enter the dungeon.

But Yu Er, who grew up in prison, has no psychological issues whatsoever.

He lay back on the thick mattress, muttering regretfully:

"It's perfect for sleeping when there's no light! If we could lock up the pork butcher with us, I'd be willing to spend my whole life in jail."

The skinny guy flattered: "Boss, I heard that the pork beauty didn't eat the vegetable buns you specially prepared for her. The meat in her belly is still perfectly fine."

Yu Er was furious: "Hmph, she's lucky! Just wait and see how I deal with her later!"

The tall man asked worriedly:
"Boss, how long are we going to be locked up? Are we still getting any more work as security guards?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Er proudly declared:

"My father said he'll lock us up for seven days at most. Once the Zuo family leaves, we'll ride off to catch up. The woman my father sets his sights on never fails!"

The short man let out a lewd laugh:

"Hehehe, maybe before we reach the border town, that pork beauty's belly will be big again! She's so beautiful, her child will definitely be beautiful too."

Yu Er kicked the other person:
"Other women are fine with me, but you're not allowed to touch Pork Beauty until I'm tired of her! If she's capable of giving me a son, I'll find a way to bring her back."

The group sipped their wine, dreaming of a future filled with women and money, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

The claustrophobic death row cell naturally couldn't hear the sizzling sound coming from outside the door.

The sound wasn't loud, but the effect was amazing.

With a single swipe of his little paw, A-Tu shattered a blue brick into dust.

It only takes three to five claw strikes.

A hole big enough to fit a mouse was dug out.

Atu was very satisfied with his masterpiece: "I'm still the best! The holes I dig never get stuck in my stomach!"
Two minutes later, several screams echoed from the dungeon.

Unfortunately.

The dungeon was some distance from the prison overhead.

With the doors and windows tightly closed, the person on night duty couldn't hear very clearly.

Having completed his mission, Atu disgustedly wiped his dirty paws on Yu Er and the others' clothes.

They wouldn't stop until it was spotless.

Atu: It's the cleanest and most hygienic rat in the world!
On its way back after completing the mission, it inadvertently saw a person who looked very similar to the fat man from before.

She's just a little thinner than a fat person.

Their facial features are exactly the same.

A-Tu's little brain was confused: Did it just pick the wrong target?

That won't work!

When Atu takes action, one is worth two.

We'd rather arrest the wrong person than let one slip through the net.

Otherwise, how will it continue to show off in front of its owner?
Having made up its mind, it quietly followed behind Fatty Number Two.

Yu Laotou's right eye had been twitching all day, and now he felt a chill on the back of his head.

Having served as a prison warden for ten years, he would have been far more adventurous than his own son, had it not been for some health issues he'd developed in recent years.

Now that he can no longer play games, his only remaining hobby is collecting gold and silver.

He wasn't used to using banknotes or the like.

Those who know his preferences will only give him cash or gold ingots.

Prison Chief Yu is a ruthless man.

Even the poorest prisoner could be squeezed dry in his territory.

The beating prisoners receive before entering prison is quite elaborate.

Despite the fact that all the scholars from the Zuo family were covered in cuts and bruises, none of their bones were broken.

This single wave increased his private savings by more than a thousand taels of silver.

Thinking of this, he turned and headed towards the official room assigned to him by the government office.

As a jailer, his official residence in the government office was a small courtyard with one entrance.

There are many children in the family, so they moved out a long time ago.

He only comes back to stay overnight when he has something to do.
(End of this chapter)