My girlfriend is from 1949

"What are you doing?"

Zhong Cheng originally wanted to go outside to an open space to examine the two iron barrels more carefully.

As a result, someone suddenly grabbed me, which made me very unhappy.

Even the tone of his voice was a bit harsh.

Pointing to the still-burning cell, Zhang Hailin shouted urgently, "Section Chief Zhong, please help put out the fire!"

After thinking for a moment, he added, "That cell holds prisoner number 2052, and the others next to him are also high-prisoners specifically designated by the garrison command. If anything happens to them, everyone present will be held accountable!"

A pair of hands gripped my arm like pliers, and I couldn't break free at all.

Zhong Cheng was furious. He thought to himself, "What does the fire have to do with him?"

He was in charge of security, and as long as no one escaped, nothing else concerned him.

Moreover, since it was a disinfection procedure performed by the health department, and the fire was caused by improper use of alcohol, it had even less to do with him.

But

Upon hearing that those cells held serious offenders who were on the list requested by the garrison command.

They immediately panicked.

If an ordinary prisoner were burned to death, any excuse could be made to get away with it.

There are too many reasons to believe someone could die from falling while playing hide-and-seek, drowning in a basin while washing their face, severing their tendons and then stabbing themselves to death, or strangling themselves.

They're all petty thieves anyway; the worst they'll get locked up is someone who kills someone.

They have no connections, and nobody cares whether they live or die.

Burn them to death, find some excuse to cover it up, and bury them in a mass grave.

But it was different for underground party members and well-known democrats who were imprisoned in solitary confinement.

If he were to die in prison under mysterious circumstances, he, as the section chief in charge of security, might also be implicated.

His presence at the scene without offering any assistance only fueled criticism.

If they were actually burned to death, those present would certainly be held responsible.

But Zhang Hailin is the warden's brother-in-law.

If something happens, we definitely have to protect him.

Therefore, it became inevitable that he, as the head of the security department, would be implicated to share the responsibility and reduce the burden on his brother-in-law.

Moreover, as a seasoned member of the Security Bureau, he was all too familiar with his superiors' methods.

To protect his brother-in-law and shirk responsibility, the warden might very well pin all the blame on him.

Even if the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics knew the inside story and that he was innocent.

However, in order to maintain a good relationship with the prison, they may choose to acquiesce.

He was just a scapegoat, an unfortunate victim.

He was used to such things.

As long as things can be resolved, superiors don't mind sacrificing a few unlucky people.

After all, which temple doesn't have wronged ghosts in its walls?

Although Zhong Cheng wanted to fulfill his duties and was willing to be loyal, compared to his life...

Arresting one less underground party member won't affect my promotion.

But if several important figures were burned to death today, even if he wasn't implicated and held responsible, his career would be over.

Once the thought was cleared, he stopped thinking about the iron bucket.

They immediately threw themselves into the firefighting efforts.

While directing the operation, he shouted, "Put out the fire quickly! I'll call the security detail. Even if we can't put out the fire, we need to transfer the prisoners from the adjacent cells!"

Zhong Cheng's eyes darted around, and he wanted to use calling someone as an excuse to slip away first.

Even if something happens later, he won't be there.

Bring all the guards with you then; that will also help with the evacuation.

The idea is good.

However, someone was faster than him.

Zhang Hailin had already run to the corner and shouted, "I'm going to make a phone call to report the situation to the warden and also call the security personnel!"

After saying that, he told someone to open the door, then turned and ran out.

To complete the charade, he had to report what was happening here to his superiors.

At this moment, Chen Muzheng was sitting on the sofa, drinking a premium white fungus soup to sober up.

He gave some of them away, and kept the rest.

Besides being able to feed themselves, it will also make it easier to pack up and run away if things go wrong in the future.

Even if you flee to Hong Kong, you can still exchange your money, right?

Otherwise, life would be incredibly difficult with a wife and six children.

This is why he couldn't leave and had no choice but to cooperate with the underground party.

Leaving is easy, but without savings, it's hard for a family to survive on the outside.

Chen Muzheng, dressed in his police uniform, showed no sign of wanting to sleep.

Every now and then, I would turn my head to glance at the time on the wall clock.

The ashtray on the coffee table was already full of cigarette butts, clearly indicating his anxiety.

Ring ring!

Suddenly, the phone rang shrilly.

Chen Muzheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stopped his wife from answering the phone.

He waited until the phone rang several times before raising his hand to signal.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Sis, is your husband home?"

"Your brother-in-law is drunk and sleeping upstairs."

"Sis, wake up brother-in-law quickly, something terrible has happened!"

"Okay, you wait."

The woman put down the phone and gave him an inquiring look.

Chen Muzheng shook his head slightly, showing no intention of answering the phone.

He waited until he finished his cigarette before picking up the phone: "This is Chen Muzheng."

His voice sounded muffled and somewhat indistinct, as if he had just woken up from a hangover.

"Brother-in-law, something terrible has happened! During the disinfection process, an inmate tried to escape and then set himself on fire!"

"What?! Okay, I'm coming right away. You call the deputy warden and the heads of all departments and tell them to return to the prison immediately!"

"good!"

Zhang Hailin immediately agreed and then called the heads of other departments one by one.

When the party ended, he remembered who went home and who went to a hotel.

You can't dial the wrong number.

"Phew!"

Chen Muzheng hung up the phone, a look of relief on his face.

My brother-in-law called and, following the agreed-upon script, reported that things had gone well.

The underground party rescued prisoner number 2052, and the brother-in-law also witnessed them leaving the prison.

As for the fire in the prison, that was an accident.

With his power as warden, he could still manage to drag things out and get the report down.

Moreover, given the current situation, Shanghai will soon return to the hands of the people.

At that point, not only will tonight's events no longer need to be hidden, but they will be widely publicized!

As long as we get the person out safely tonight, everything else will be fine.

It's nothing more than wrangling with the Garrison Command and the Security Bureau, which is his specialty!

"I'm leaving. Lock the door."

Chen Muzheng gave a word of advice, put on his hat, and went out.

The subsequent cleanup will require his presence as the warden to maintain order.

Otherwise, the brother-in-law alone wouldn't be able to keep those people in check.

The fire in the cell was extinguished shortly afterward.

Because the fire was confined to the stone wall's cell, it did not spread.

None of the other prisoners in the vicinity were injured or killed.

However, after the fire was extinguished, a charred body was found lying on the ground.

The forensic doctor was squatting on the ground, conducting an autopsy.

"The warden is here!"

"The warden is here!"

Amidst a chorus of greetings, Chen Muzheng strode over and asked in a deep voice, "What exactly happened?"