The man's eyes quickly recovered, and he actually put the stone in his hand on the ground. He imitated me to sit on the ground. He thought I didn't hear it clearly, so he stared at him and repeated, "What's your name?"

My head was confused, "It turns out that he is another lunatic, no wonder he was locked up together!" I was upset and didn't know what to do. If time was delayed, it would be difficult for Gao Jun to explain whether he could go out at that time.

The more I thought about it, the more I became more worried, and several thoughts of escaping flashed through my mind.

I secretly touched the wire that was deliberately prepared in my sleeve. This was my secret weapon. Fortunately, I was still there, so I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The door lock of this cell was very reliable, but it was not an obstacle to my habitual stealing. As long as I was willing, I could use the wire in my sleeve to open any cell door at will. This is the skill I rely on for survival. Combined with my keen hearing, even if the warehouse of Qinfeng Bank was bragged about by them, it was like nothing in my eyes.

I will deal with it for a day or two first. If I have no choice, I can only leave first. Then I can explain the situation to Gao Jun. Otherwise, I will be trapped here and die, which is not a solution.

After making up my mind, I closed my eyes and rested, recalling the levels I passed when I came in, and had already planned how to escape from these levels.

It was almost noon, and the prison head brought lunch. In fact, I was very hungry. I had already started to eat voraciously. At this moment, I was imprisoned with these two people. Even if it was dragon meat, I had no appetite, let alone taking one of them out.

The ones who sent were coarse grain steamed buns, one by one. When the two saw the steamed buns, they radiated their eyes and quickly grabbed them in their hands. They chewed their long and scattered hair, and occasionally glanced at me with their eyes, as if they were afraid that I would suddenly take action to snatch the steamed buns in their hands.

I burst into laughter without realizing it, but instead they turned their backs to me, as if this was safer.

The man who was painting saw his appearance clearly at this moment. His face was clear and he was like a well-educated man. His long beard on his jaw was like a teacher in the market. In his sadness, I thought of my deceased father. He was also a well-educated man, and his voice was still there. His dying instructions were vivid in my mind. Unconsciously, he reached out to take out the Buddhist beads on his neck, and his hands were cold, and a clear stream surged into his head, and it became clear in an instant.

The man who painted the painting, after eating the steamed bun in a few bites, looked at me, as if asking for my opinion. I saw that he was trying to hit the steamed bun in my hand, and he had no appetite, so he handed him the steamed bun in his hand.

He was very happy, afraid that I would suddenly regret it, and after snatching the steamed bun, he started chewing it.

But before he could chew for a few bites, the scarred man quickly reached out, snatched the steamed bun in his hand, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Before they could chew, they were snatched back. In this way, the two of them started fighting without showing any mercy. In the end, a piece of steamed bun was broken into two parts, picked up half of them, and didn't care about the dust that was covered, stuffed into their mouths, and started eating in big mouths.

After eating, the two walked back to their bed with satisfaction, then lay on the stained straw mat, and fell asleep, everything seemed casual and calm.

I smiled bitterly, and I couldn't help but guess what Gao Jun was planning to do. Maybe he was too tired and fell asleep in a daze.

The cold ground, a heart-wrenching coolness invaded, and my whole body was very uncomfortable. At this moment, I felt a sharp thing wandering around my neck. I sat up in horror, but found that the eyes in front of me were staring at the Buddhist beads on my neck.

"What do you want to do?" I asked in horror.

The person who painted the painting didn't care about me, and still stared at the Buddhist beads on my chest, as if he was thinking about something. I looked at him with disgust and hid the Buddhist beads in my clothes. The man did not struggle too much. He just looked at me and returned to the bed again, staring at the wall and dazed.

I was puzzled and worried. I looked at the scarred man with long hair. He seemed to enjoy his dreams. He was sleeping heavily, and he was muttering something from time to time.

After being woken up, I was completely sleepy. I thought of the hundred oceans that Gao Jun gave me. Although it was taken away, Gao Jun's expressive promise made me feel relieved. It should not be less than one hundred oceans.

I have been to the villa mentioned by Gao Jun once. It was built in the form of a villa in the concession. It is said to be the most representative building in foreign countries. If it really becomes my real estate, that would be great.

In my heart, I thought of Juhong again. She was the top Cuiyunlou I have visited several times! The tenderness on her chest is something I still cannot forget. When I finished, I promised her that I would definitely redeem her and serve me alone. However, the old pussy spoke loudly and asked for two gold bars. She must have been crazy. In this chaotic years, two gold bars are always valuable! You can buy at least a dozen guns.

As I thought about it, I laughed. After following Gao Jun for so many years, I knew that he was a person with a word of mouth. I even fantasized about taking a hundred oceans to gamble with Lai Litou and the others, and then slapped the ocean on the table. The sound of "rattle" would definitely make these guys stunned.

But which of the two people in front of me is the target I am looking for? Two people, one is more weird than the other, and they can't tell them Gao Jun's name. Even if they really have their identity confirmed, I still can't be sure whether Mi Fujiwara can go out with me. Also, it will definitely be difficult to get rid of this other person. What should I do if this person is knocked out? I'm upset and I have no idea about it.

The day when the death row prisoners have rulings. What day is the ruling day for these two people? I don’t know at all, and Gao Jun didn’t tell me what crime they committed and would be locked up here. Suddenly, what Gao Jun said was that Fujiwara San must be rescued within half a month. Could it be that Fujiwara San would be executed within half a month?

This must be true! I began to think about how to gain the trust of these two lunatics.

The next day, I took the initiative to hand my steamed bun to the scar man. He was not polite. He reached out to take it and chewed it in big mouths. This time the elegant man did not rob him. After eating, he picked up the stones on the ground and smeared them randomly on the wall.

Next, I took the initiative to approach the scar man, imitated him, sat opposite him, and kept blinking at him, but he was neither upset nor refused.

"I'll take you away, okay?" I asked on purpose. The scar man just looked at his hand covered in scum, sinking into his own world, and ignored me.

In the afternoon, the prison door was opened and two vicious guards took away the scar-faced man. This made me panic. Could it be that the police discovered my purpose? Wouldn't that disappoint Gao Jun? All my dreams were ruined?

Just as I was hesitating, the man who painted the painting threw away the stone in his hand, turned around and looked at me and said, "Are you here to save him?" As expected, as I guessed, the person who was taken away was Fujiwara San. I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. I wonder if there would be danger if Fujiwara San was taken to where he was taken.

"Who are you?" I looked at him vigilantly, thinking that this person pretended to be crazy, and his purpose was definitely not simple.

"This doesn't matter. I need to make a deal with you, how about it?"

"Trade?" I don't understand why so many people like to trade with me, but in a dangerous situation, it is obvious that this person can know more than I do. I've already done this, so I just use the trick, "Tell me, let me see."

"I need to go out, you take me with you, and I can give you a wealth."

I laughed. Why do so many people like to give me wealth? But then I thought, "The people who can be locked up here are definitely not simple. If he had bribed the guard like this, he might have gone out long ago. Why should he talk to me about a deal here?" I mocked, "If you can really give someone wealth, maybe you would have gone out long ago."

The man was not angry and smiled, "What you hang around your neck is a very ancient thing, and there is a shocking secret hidden in it. I don't know who you are responsible for, but it is very difficult for you to come here to prove that the person behind you is not simple."

I picked up the Buddhist beads and looked at them, laughing, "It's ridiculous. This is something that my family has passed down from generation to generation. You said there is a shocking secret hidden. Why didn't my father tell me?"

That man was even more surprised, "Family inheritance?"

"What? Can't I make it up anymore?" I glanced at him sarcastically.

The man smiled and stroked his beard and said, "I'm sure if your father hadn't deliberately blocked this secret to protect you, then it would have been your ancestors who had not deliberately passed on this secret."

I shook my head and decided not to waste my quarrel with this crazy man. I turned around and ignored him, thinking about where Fujiwara Mi was taken and whether he would never come back as soon as he went.

"You definitely don't believe me, but it doesn't matter. I can tell you that Mitsuko Fujiwara also knows this secret. Maybe he didn't find anything on your neck, otherwise, I can be sure that he will not be able to hold it."

"You mean he is pretending to be crazy too?" I was skeptical and said angrily, "Are you guys interesting? Is it fun?"

He didn't care, so he turned around and pointed to the hieroglyphs on the wall and said, "Look carefully, does the hieroglyphs I portray match the words that are cast on your Buddhist beads?"

I suddenly realized that these strange figures looked very familiar at first. When he mentioned them, I remembered that the patterns he portrayed were somewhat similar to those reflected in his Buddhist beads.

"Who are you?" I finally got serious.

The man smiled sly and said, "I am a researcher of ancient culture. You can call me Zhuo Bufei."

"Your purpose should be the same as Fujiwara San, both for the things behind the text, right?"

Faced with my bold speculation, Zhuo Bufei did not deny it and nodded, "Yes, the purpose of Fujiwara San is the same, but no matter how I get close to him and want to cooperate with him, he always pretends to be stupid and ignores me at all. I carve the words I know on the wall to attract him, but he doesn't care at all. I think it's no longer a secret for him."

"It's hard to get his trust." I thought about it. If I formed an alliance with the person in front of me and brought out Fujiwara San, it would be much easier, so that I could complete the task in advance. So I said, "I don't care if you give me wealth. If you don't have more than you, I can take you out, but you must help me take Fujiwara San away. My mission is to save him."

"That's great, you have to be fast. He has not had many days left. Maybe he will be executed if he drags on. The warlords have been trying to torture the secret from him. He has been pretending to be crazy and will be taken torture every month."

I nodded and said, "When he comes back later, I will take the initiative to discuss with him to see how he reacts. If he is willing to cooperate, that's better."

Zhuo Bufei smiled faintly and said, "I'm afraid he will continue to pretend to be crazy to be on guard."

I always feel that he is as cunning as a scholar, but I have already done so I can only continue to say, "I can't care about so much, he continues to pretend to be crazy and can only force him out." I have made the worst plan.

I began to recall the entire prison route in my mind. This death row was placed under the prison. If I wanted to escape, I had to go through two levels. The first was the guard level to enter the ground, and the second was the level to go out the gate.

If Fujiwara Mitsu can easily escape, now with Zhuo Bufei, the burden of escape is increased. The only way is to knock the guard unconscious when passing the first pass, put on the guard's clothes and escape. It is said that the guards in this evil prison are very tight, and other places are nothing special than other places.

I made an appointment to successfully escape from the prison gate of the Crime, I even doubt that Gao Jun had arranged someone to answer? If not, what should I do?

The best way to escape from here is to create chaos and escape from chaos; creating chaos is a bit difficult, unless I open the doors of other cells while the guards are asleep, incite prisoners to riot, and give myself a chance. This is a good idea to consider.

With all his efforts, the prison door was opened, as if it had been undergone a transformation. Fujiwara Mi's long hair was cut short, and his torn clothes were also replaced with a slightly clean coat, and his body exuded a smell of soap.

The prison leader glanced at me like lightning, and closed the iron gate.

I winked at Zhuo Bufei, and Zhuo Bufei was guarding the door and staring outside.

"Mr. Fujiwara San, I am entrusted to save you. If you want, nod."

Mi Fujiwara still didn't look at me, just staring at his fingers. When he looked at him again, he found that he was exactly the same as the person in the photo, but he was obviously a little old.

"You have been bathed now and will be shot in a few days. I advise you not to pretend. There are only three of us here, and there is no one else." Zhuo Bufei reminded, "regardless of whether you agree or not, we will act tonight."

I nodded to Zhuo Bufei, and each of them closed their eyes and calmed down. It was strange that Fujiwara San had almost no reaction and just stared at his fingers.

The second half of the night came quietly, and I woke up Zhuo Bufei and Fujiwara San, took out the iron wire from my arms, kept kneading it in my hands, and bent it into the desired shape. I have carefully looked at the iron door. Although it is very solid, it is within the range I can open.

Time passed by little by little, and the opportunity finally came. All the guards fell into fatigue. Some almost found a secluded place to sleep with their heads covered. The guards who were still on duty also had heavy eyelids blurred. They kept beating hache, and they had already relaxed their vigilance.

I quickly took out the prepared wire, stuffed it into the lock, flicked it back and forth, and clearly heard a crisp sound, and the iron door was opened.

I gestured to Zhuo Bufei, who was full of surprise, then ran out secretly, opened all the cell locks with iron wire, and greeted Zhuo Bufei, and we started to act.

Mi Fujiwara understood what we were doing very well, and did not agree or resist. He followed us out and led the way. In all the cells, there were sounds of snoring, mixed with murmuring in sleep.

We tiptoed to the gate and found that the iron gate was not locked, and the people in the guard room were dozing, not worried about the situation outside at all.

I was secretly happy, walked out quickly, and tiptoed into the guard room. This was my skill. I thought that when I took advantage of the private meeting between Shanxi Governor Yang Guanrui and his lover, I took the opportunity to steal the precious accessories they wore, took away their clothes, and hung them on the door of his newlywed woman. It was not discovered until the beginning or end.

In the guard room, several guards were tilted around. There were wine bowls on the wooden table, and the rich aroma of wine faintly wafted. I picked up the wine bowl and took a sip. I relieved my greed for several days. At this time, I accidentally found that there were several guardian uniforms hanging on the wall next to the table. I took three sets and left. Before leaving, I still stuffed a bite of beef sauce.

After changing into military uniforms, Zhuo Bufei and I hid by the door and shouted, "No, someone escaped from prison."

The men who were sleeping deeply jumped up in a daze, pulled out the gun from their waists, and jumped out to see us, "Where are you escaped from prison?" He looked around and did not find the prisoner. At this time, the voice came into the prison cell, and the criminals came to watch the fun. They inexplicably found that the door lock was open. Then they were stunned and ran out quickly.

The guards who gradually walked out were shocked and pulled out their guns and roared, "Go back to me, or they will shoot."

The leading man glared at the person beside him, "Are you guys eating shit? You were so careless that you didn't lock the door."

The thin man beside him wanted to explain, but the prisoner had already pushed the door out. The man raised his gun and shot it, and a stream of blood flew out.

The three of us took advantage of the chaos and walked out with swagger, feeling proud, "This sin prison is not as unbreakable as imagined."

Zhuo Bufei praised, "Your magical skill of unlocking is really incredible."

I am very helpful, but Fujiwara Mi didn't say a word from beginning to end, and even the expression on his face was very indifferent, like a walking corpse.

At this moment, Dongfang had a slightly white look. We were wearing military uniforms and walked towards the gate. Now that we had this military uniform, what could the second level be?

I slowly arrived at the second level and found that the guards here were on guard, looking around vigilantly. They were not the same as the guards of the first level. I couldn't help but think of Gao Jun's words. Perhaps it was because of him helping, so it was so easy to pass the first level.

He walked up swaggeringly, and the burly guard raised his gun and said to me, "Who is it?"

I glanced at Zhuo Bufei, spread my hands, and smiled, "I am my own."

"Stay away from me? Who is your own?" He swept over Zhuo Bufei and Fujiwara Mitsu vigilantly, "You are not the guards here."
To be continued...