My girlfriend is from 1949

That evening, the high-ranking officials of Tilanqiao Prison gathered in a private room at a restaurant to drink.

In addition to the deputy wardens, all the heads of the various departments were also present.

After all, it was the warden himself who extended the invitation, ostensibly as a newcomer looking to build rapport with his colleagues.

If you don't come, it's disrespectful to your superior.

Even if you don't think you'll get any repercussions later, you'll still leave your colleagues with the impression that you're not a team player.

Moreover, as everyone knows, another purpose of tonight's banquet is to keep quiet.

There might be a malaria outbreak in the prison. His brother-in-law is in charge of sanitation. If he reports it, he'll be in deep trouble.

So the warden invited everyone to dinner tonight in the hope that things wouldn't get out of hand and that he could protect his brother-in-law.

In addition to inviting several section chiefs, Chen Muzheng also hired several dancers from nightclubs to accompany him for drinks.

Driven by the women, the atmosphere in the private room became lively and decadent.

Several dancers also used all their charm to coax the section chiefs into drinking.

When Zhang Hailin approached them, he made a promise.

If you can get someone drunk, I'll give you ten silver dollars!

Tonight, I'm determined to get these people drunk.

If something happens in the prison, there won't be anyone who can make decisions.

At least, there's no one on his level, so everything is easier to talk about.

Although Zhang Hailin was also with a dancer, he was mostly eating.

Occasionally, I'll drink, but only take a sip, to match the atmosphere.

Anyway, everyone was surrounded by beauties, and their faces were flushed from drinking, so no one noticed him.

Moreover, from the very beginning, Chen Muzheng adopted the demeanor of a warden, issuing warnings in front of everyone.

Because of the case of Six Fingers being hospitalized for diarrhea and dehydration, regardless of whether it is malaria or not, the prison must be thoroughly disinfected tonight.

As the head of the health department, Zhang Hailin was required to be present to supervise.

Therefore, he cannot get drunk.

Because it was an unexpected event, no one else thought anything of it.

After all, Chen Muzheng had just taken office. If a malaria outbreak were to occur and spread in prisons, he would likely lose his job.

It's understandable to send your brother-in-law to keep an eye on things in order to secure your official position.

But while everyone was having a good time, a man with a buzz cut and sharp eyes kept observing them from across the street.

There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

This person is Zhong Cheng, the head of the security section.

He was in charge of prison security, and was ruthless. He had killed more than two dozen prisoners.

Others only thought of him as the head of the guard section of Tilanqiao Prison, but Chen Muzheng knew his background.

This person was also from the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, and was an informant planted in the prison.

They would collect money and release some worthless underground party members or democrats under the guise of bail.

Since everyone had already received money, and the people they released weren't of much value anymore.

This is also a way for the higher-ups at Tilanqiao Prison to make money.

It's the same not only in prisons, but also in police stations.

So they only saw it as a way to make money and didn't think about anything else.

However, as a secret agent, I have a strange feeling about tonight.

It's not impossible that malaria would inexplicably appear in the prison ward.

The warden had been here for a while, and today he suddenly hosted a banquet, inviting the management team over, but no one seemed to think anything of it.

But when you combine the two things, something just doesn't feel right.

Moreover, the hospital's medical report has not yet been delivered.

In other words, it's still uncertain whether it's malaria or not.

So while they were drinking, I was secretly observing them.

He even secretly spat out the strong liquor he had drunk when no one was looking.

However, on the surface, he still pretended to be drunk and shaking his head.

Once everyone had drunk their fill, they dispersed, satisfied.

Chen Muzheng made ample arrangements for tonight's plans.

They also booked several rooms at a hotel across from the restaurant.

Those with families would take a rickshaw home after a hearty meal and drinks.

Those who wish to stay overnight can take the dancers to the hotel across the street for the night.

Judging from the way these people look, even if something happens in prison, they won't be able to get there in time.

Chen Muzheng's face was flushed, and he was swaying as if he were drunk.

If it weren't for his brother-in-law supporting him, he probably wouldn't even be able to stand up.

Slurring her words, she urged, "Section Chief Zhong, you're single, so don't go home tonight! Xiao Tao, you must take good care of Section Chief Zhong tonight!"

The dancer named Xiao Tao took the money and pressed her whole body against Zhong Cheng's chest.

Zhong Cheng swayed slightly, and with a slurred, lewd laugh, he said, "Well then, thank you for your kindness, Warden!"

Then, embracing the dancer, they laughed loudly and went to the hotel across the street.

After everyone was settled, Chen Muzheng hailed a rickshaw.

With Zhang Hailin's help, he got into the car, reeking of alcohol.

He just pinched his brother-in-law's arm with his right hand.

Zhang Hailin narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Brother-in-law, don't worry, leave it to me!"

After receiving an affirmative answer, Chen Muzheng left in a rickshaw.

This is their chance to make a contribution, so they can't afford to be careless.

Seeing this, Zhang Hailin also hailed a rickshaw and headed straight for the prison.

The once bustling street suddenly became quiet.

Only beggars remained on the roadside, shivering in the hunger and night wind.

On the third floor of the hotel across the street, a window was pushed open a crack.

Zhong Cheng stood by the window, carefully observing the situation downstairs.

Seeing that the two had both left, he frowned.

He felt something was off, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Suddenly, a pair of soft arms hugged him from behind, and he could clearly feel the pressure coming from his back.

A seductive voice reached her ears: "A moment of blissful night is worth a thousand pieces of gold..."

Zhong Cheng felt his blood rushing to his head, and he turned around and collapsed onto the bed.

After half an hour.

The dancer looked up helplessly: "It still doesn't work..."

Zhong Cheng clenched his teeth, his face turning pale and then flushed.

Annoyed, he pushed her away, got up, and put on his clothes.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a wad of banknotes from his clothes and threw them directly onto the bed.

He warned, "If anyone asks, just say I'm very capable, understand?"

The dancer felt a flicker of panic on her face as she was stared at by the sharp gaze.

He quickly nodded in agreement, "Understood, understood!"

Zhong Cheng received a satisfactory answer and then turned and left the room.

I wanted to hail a rickshaw, but it was probably too late, or maybe I was just unlucky. I waited a full fifteen minutes before a rickshaw finally came.

He said with a grim expression, "Tilanqiao Prison!"

The rickshaw driver pulled the rickshaw and quickly disappeared into the night.

Meanwhile, disinfection work is underway at Tilanqiao Prison.

Large amounts of lime were spread on the ground, especially in the canteen, which was then thoroughly cleaned.

The roadside was covered with lime, as if they were facing a major enemy.

The work should have ended once the disinfection procedure was followed.

Zhang Hailin waved his hand and ordered, "Bring in the alcohol and disinfect all the cells again!"

Soon, two workers wearing masks and white protective suits pushed several large barrels filled with alcohol into the cell.

Although he was wearing a mask, you could tell it was Wang Hai from his exposed eyes!