Liu Tiao and Men Pan, who were also promoted to the Gale Army, were of course members of He Lingchuan's team. Hu Min's team was downsized during the last mission, and the captain was transferred to another position, so he simply came to join He Lingchuan——
He also took Arlo with him.
The combat organization of the Gale Army is relatively flexible, with a team consisting of five to ten people, decided by the captain, and can also hire temporary personnel.
So the members of this group have stabilized for the time being. There are actually only three new members, and they all have to perform tasks today.
Soon He Lingchuan met up with Wicker and Menpan and was ordered to go to the prison.
There are three prisons in Panlong City. The highest level and most restrictive one is located in the north of the city, not far from the north gate, and is called "Tiger's Mouth". They went to the Tiger's Mouth Prison today. The access control here is very strict. Not only do they have to show the Sheji Order, but also
Check relevant documents.
The secret order handed over by He Lingchuan contained only two sentences:
"Prisoner No. 27, execute Resolution No. 1."
It was signed by Zhao Xianhe, a colleague of the commander, and attached with his seal.
To be honest, He Lingchuan was also startled when he saw the person who signed the secret order.
Zhao Xianhe, some time ago the thin man just gossiped that this commander, Tongzhi, had not shown up for a long time. Even the regular inspections of the martial arts hall were done by Wen Daolun. I am afraid he was not involved in anything big.
Unexpectedly, my first task after becoming a full-time employee was assigned by this fellow commander.
That means Zhao Xianhe is okay?
The guard received the secret order, read every word carefully, and then said: "Go and wait outside the door."
He Lingchuan and the others waited outside the door for more than a quarter of an hour. Three carriages drove out of the prison. Each carriage had the same appearance. The wooden carriage pulled by two horses had no markings. The gray hood was tightly blocked, so outsiders could not see the inside of the carriage.
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In fact, it is similar to the horse-drawn carriages running all over the street. It is very plain. You may not remember what it looks like even if you look at it several times.
Then another carriage came out, and the prison guard said to He Lingchuan: "It's your turn, come on up."
He Lingchuan and Menpan tied his horse to the back of the car, then jumped onto the front seat, lifted the wicker curtain and got into the carriage, and the carriage slowly started.
They left Panlong City through the north gate and rushed to the God Advent Platform in the northwest highlands as required.
The God Advent Day has passed, and the Advent Platform has become inaccessible again. If it were in Panlong City, people might still go there to pay their respects from time to time, but dozens of miles away to the north of the city, there are only mountain breezes and dense forests.
For living people, livelihood is always the most important thing.
The three members of the team stayed quiet and did not talk during the whole process, which was also the request from their superiors, so He Lingchuan did not know what was in the car. As long as the wicker did not make any sound, the car was safe.
He could only hear occasional clanging sounds from inside the car, like metal hitting each other.
When we arrived at the trance platform, the wind gradually became stronger.
It's so empty here that if anyone comes close, you can see it at a glance.
The door panel opened back the curtain, and the wicker led a person to jump out of the carriage.
This man's hands and feet were tied with chains, and his steps were extremely heavy and made a loud noise.
The metallic sound that He Lingchuan heard probably came from this.
There are dark red runes flowing on the chain, and it is difficult to open it without the correct method.
This man also wore a black hood. He could not be seen, and no one could see him.
Only then did He Lingchuan take out the second secret order.
This is a small sapphire bamboo tube sealed with fire paint. He Lingchuan now knows that this is the exclusive packaging of Bejia country's chewing tobacco.
He really didn't understand the humor of Panlong City's senior officials. But the container containing the secret order did not need to be conspicuous.
He tore off the paint and pulled out a note and a small scroll.
Three people with six eyes came together to look at the note. There were only eight simple red words on the note:
Kneel down to the divine pillar and rectify the Fa on the spot!
The first mission of the three of them after becoming full-time officers was actually to secretly execute criminals?
This is no joke, because there is Zhao Xianhe's signature and seal at the end of the note.
The other scroll is a portrait, used to compare the appearance of the prisoner to avoid making mistakes.
He Lingchuan looked up at the Divine Advent Pillar.
It points directly to the sky, still as spotless as before.
The door panel was so strong that he and the chain were placed in front of the divine pillar, and then kicked into the crook of his knee.
With a plop, the prisoner knelt down facing the pillar.
The door panel looked at He Lingchuan: "Broken knife?"
He Lingchuan nodded, and the door panel pulled open the prisoner's black hood.
This is a man in his mid-twenties, with an unshaven face and bloodshot eyes. Although his clothes are quite dirty, they are made of very good materials and are rare and expensive items that cannot be worn by the common people of Panlong City.
Willow compared the portrait and the prisoner to make sure they were correct, and said:
"Give him a good time."
Upon hearing this, the prisoner shook his head wildly and screamed, as if he was hoarse.
With a sound of "porphyry", the numbness core in his mouth fell out.
"You've killed the wrong person!" the man shouted, "I am Zhao Rong, and my father is Zhao Xianhe, my fellow commander!"
The three of them were all shocked.
This prisoner is actually Zhao Xianhe's son?
"This is a huge misunderstanding! Hukou Lao made a mistake!" Zhao Rong seized the limited time and quickly output, "Don't kill me. Go and send a message to Mr. Zhao first. He can clarify this misunderstanding. It will only take you half a day.
Time, I guarantee that each of you will get a golden house!"
In Panlong City, luxury houses are divided into four grades: "Jade, Jade, Red, and Gold". The junior luxury houses are gold houses, which are the only types of houses in the city that can be traded freely.
The price can be imagined.
Liu Tiao put the secret order in front of him: "No need to send a message, this is Mr. Zhao's order."
Zhao Rong's eyes nearly bulged out when he saw it, and his body couldn't help but tremble:
"No, no, no way!"
Liu Tiao showed him the portrait again: "If this isn't you, could it be your twin brother?"
Should I say it or not, the portrait is very similar to Zhao Rong himself. It firmly captures the charm and is easily identifiable at a glance.
He Lingchuan grabbed the back of his neck and made him bow his head to the divine pillar:
"You don't have much time, so repent."
What does the secret order to make the prisoner kneel on the pillar mean? Of course it means asking him to repent. Otherwise, if he can just find a place and cut it with a knife, why send him a trance platform?
His technique was exquisite. He pressed the big muscles on the back of the neck and the prisoner's whole body became numb. Only his mouth could move.
"My father will never want me to die!" He suddenly collapsed and yelled crazily, "Someone wants to harm me, someone wants to harm Mr. Zhao! You believe me, don't kill me..."
He still wanted to try harder, but in fact he knew in his heart that the end was coming, so he was twisting and turning, but he just refused to kneel down properly.
Liu Tiao suddenly said: "He peed."
When the two of them took a look, they found that the prisoner's pants were indeed wet.
The three of them were a little speechless. Master Zhao's son is actually such a coward?
Zhao Rong screamed again: "My father supplied all the weapons and armor in the city, and I got the formula for the Baibin gun from Fort Fuhe! The father's debt is repaid by the son, and the father's merit is paid by the son. We work hard and have great achievements, and we enjoy
What's wrong with giving blessings? My father and son have done so many things for Panlong City, otherwise the people in the city wouldn't be able to live the good life they have now!" He spat and turned around to bite He Lingchuan's hand, "You villains,
You ungrateful villains, I curse you to a bad death!"
The fear of death completely overwhelmed him, and all the words in his stomach poured out.
"Hard work is worth the reward?" He Lingchuan suddenly grabbed the back of his neck and pushed his face against the pillar, "This is the one who deserves the credit for hard work!"
"Is the credit yours, not the 400,000 heroes who are sleeping in the wasteland?"
"What's so great about you, father and son, is that just because you survived to the end, you dare to take all the credit for yourself?"
To be continued...