Chapter 211 People with moral vacuum

In the afternoon dungeon, after being briefly illuminated by some sunlight through the gap, the dark and humid atmosphere mixed with the bulk sunlight, just like stinky tofu, smelly and fragrant.

"Be honest!"

This is the second entry into the palace by Lu Deng.

As a law-abiding citizen, he is always taken to the dungeon for crimes he has never committed, and the real murderer can escape the punishment, which is somewhat absurd and funny.

Ludon was stuffed into a dungeon and lived in a single room next to the barber Todd.

This is the arrangement of the heresy trial.

They dared not put Ludeng in the same cell with Todd. If Todd does something, it will be a pain that the heresy trial cannot bear.

After the security team left, Todd poked his head out and asked curiously,

"Is it you?"

Todd paused for a moment, not knowing how to call Ludeng. The last time he met, he didn't say his name.

He had no choice but to call the other party the 'Godfather Messenger'.

Lu Deng sat in the chair and nodded and replied,

"It's me."

Since Lu Deng came to see Todd last time, Todd has been treated a lot better. He is no longer bound by iron chains. He can eat hot food every day, and even makes an exception to let him take a shower.

Obviously, this is the work of the Heresy Court.

They have enough historical information, and even have the living fossil of Awu, who is very clear about Mr. Luden's style of conduct.

Ludeng will give the law respect, just as the law respects him.

At the same time, Lu Deng regards morality as nothing. When needed, he can wield a moral stick and beat the enemy up all over his head. When he doesn't need it, he is even worse than a squat pot.

According to the evaluation of a certain jazz surnamed Han, Ludeng is an impartial moral vacuum creature.

At the same time, when conditions permit, Lu Deng doesn't mind making his life more comfortable.

You will never sit down if you can lie down, and you will never walk if you can ride a car.

As someone who was favored by Ludden, it is reasonable for Todd to give him some care.

Spend some money, spend some!

If you spend money, you can beat Mr. Luden, the favorability of the Immortal Clan can beat him by the heresy!

The single cell where Luden is located was cleaned in advance.

The corners were covered with dry straw, a single bed, a seat, two kerosene lamps, a stack of newspapers of the day, and a pot of hot tea.

If Ludeng needs it, pull the thread on the wall and someone will soon be able to solve the problem for Ludeng.

This is the Mist City, not the base camp of the Heresy Court.

However, the Wudu Public Security Team has always recognized money but not people.

Therefore, after the Heretic Tribunal spent enough money, Ludden received VIIIP treatment, avoiding the ending of stepping on the sewing machine.

Looking at the newspaper of that day, Lu Deng asked casually,

"Towd, what are you going to do if you are out of jail?"

"What do you want to do after you are released from prison?"

Todd felt a little funny when he heard this.

Just like a music selection, the instructor in the swivel chair is asking: 'What is your dream?'

Of course, Todd's dream is to be released from prison.

Get out of prison and marry your fiancée. Ask a decent godfather

In fact, Todd lives in the Santa Fe neighbourhood just to convince the old godfather.

He is a smart and capable person, and he rarely makes mistakes. He only needs one knife to completely leave the world.

The old godfather promised that as long as Todd kills a few more people, he would fulfill his wish and preside over the wedding.

In fact, the ‘gap between these people’ is like Pinduoduo’s last knife, the second level of sheep, and the Lazy Dog Author’s update.

These are things that exist in theory but do not actually exist.

Commonly known as: Painted cake.

Todd gave his answer seriously.

"If I could get married to my fiancée, I think."

Todd hesitated for a moment and spoke out.

“I want to shave your hair.”

Ludeng carefully commented,

"Good vision."

Obviously, after the last contact, Todd tasted more.

The messenger sent by the godfather was something, even more like the godfather than the old godfather.

There are two possibilities.

The other party is the Godfather of Brando.

Or the Godfather Brando is more skilled and can easily subdue such characters.

Todd prefers the former, but he won't point it out.

This is his tacit understanding with the Godfather Brando.

Lu Deng asked, put down the newspaper and asked through the wall.

"If I say we'll be out within three days, do you believe it?"

Todd nodded without hesitation.

"I believe it."

"Why?"

Why?

Todd also wants to know why.

Why in the crowded fog dungeon, half an hour ago, all the criminals were taken away, and only him and the people next door were left in the dungeon.

Why did the people from Shenbang warn Tode to be careful when speaking and doing things?

Why did the younger brother of the deceased wife, the rich son who should have enjoyed his fortune in the Highland Republic, rushed to the fog city to meet him in the dark dungeon, and even released kindness to express their willingness to support their love.

Back then, Tao De was a noble son of the Shenbang, and he had no shortage of power, wealth and status.

The other family strongly opposed their love and refused to surrender.

Today, Todd has fallen into a foreign country and is a barber on the most chaotic street. The only valuable thing on him is a set of silver haircut knives, and he is even regarded as Jack the Ripper. His reputation plummeted, like a rat crossing the street.

Did the other party actually agree?

Todd also wanted to ask, why, what's wrong with this world!

"Sorry, this question is too stupid."

Lu Deng shook his head, looked at the empty dungeon in front of him, and said helplessly,

"They're too much trouble."

However, Luden could understand the caution of the Heresy Tribunal.

Wudu is different from the Divine Country four hundred years ago. This is not a place to talk about the law.

It is hard to explain when a scholar meets a soldier.

After reading the newspaper, Lu Deng went back to bed and slept for a while.

He carried the dark mask with him, and the air quality in the dungeon had no effect on him, so he slept peacefully.

After Lu Deng woke up, it was already midnight.

As soon as he got up, a sound came from the cell next door.

"Mr. Messenger, are you awake?"

"Call me the dean, I am the dean of an orphanage."

Dean?

Todd recorded this detail. He was not sure whether it was a real identity or a disguise, so he had to follow the other party's words and continue.

"Dean, a woman named Mile came to you in the afternoon. Seeing that you were resting, she left and said she would come back tomorrow morning."

Lu Deng nodded,
To be continued...