Chapter 4: Fighting against death row in a desperate situation
In the evening, the light inside the prison became even dimmer.
It's not too common for prisoners to fight each other in the prison, so the prison guards didn't bother to care about the fight between Wang Lin and Bai Er. They just sent in another burly and fierce man wearing shackles. Before entering the prison door, one of the guards actually
Take off his shackles.
The old prison guard glanced at Wang Lin with a very obscure look, as numb as looking at a corpse.
Wang Linfu was sitting in the southwest corner of the cell, with his fists clenched.
He frowned, this man was a butcher, his strength was three times that of his own, and his body was filled with strong blood and murderous intent.
The jailer actually put a serious criminal or even a death row prisoner into an ordinary cell, even though there were several empty cells next door... Wang Lin's vigilance immediately reached its limit.
However, after Sun Hu entered the cell, he ignored Wang Lin and Bai Er and lay down on the hay with his arms and legs spread out, sleeping soundly.
Wang Lin remained silent.
Bai Er woke up early in the morning and hid in a corner, glaring at Wang Lin with hatred, but did not dare to come up to retaliate. Of course, he was mainly afraid of the fierce man who came in behind.
Wang Lin ignored Bai Er and polished the chicken leg bone quickly on the stone wall behind him.
As the night progressed, it was almost pitch black in the cell. Sun Hu's intensive snoring suddenly subsided, and when he suddenly saw him turning over and sitting up, Bai Er shrank in fright and almost shouted, while Wang Lin tightened his grip on the sharp
Chicken bones.
Sun Hu looked at Wang Lin.
His wolf-like green eyes were like two flickering will-o'-the-wisps, his ferocity undisguised.
Sun Hu rushed over, grabbed Wang Lin's clothes on his chest with his big palm-like hands, and lifted him up easily with a hey, his whole body pressed against the wall.
Wang Lin's expression suddenly changed.
This man was extremely powerful, beyond his expectation. He controlled him like a chicken, and he had no power to resist.
At the critical moment of life and death, he actually calmed down.
After all, his life as a criminal policeman in his previous life, where he battled wits and courage with all kinds of criminals all day long, had already hardened his mind.
Fear and panic can only make death more miserable.
He simply gave up the useless struggle, adjusted his breathing slightly, tried to make his body more relaxed, and said calmly: "You and I have no grudges... why do you want to kill me?"
Sun Hu curled his lips indifferently: "Little poor man, I just want you to die and understand that I just took money from the Zhang family and came here specifically to take your life!"
A glimmer of indifference flashed across Wang Lin's eyes.
Sure enough, this ancient society was darker than he imagined, and the big dog owners were more vicious than he imagined. Knowing that it would be difficult to convict him through normal channels, he simply opened up his joints and actually paid for the murder!
"It seems that you are a death row prisoner, so you don't care about saving my life." Wang Lin's right hand slowly moved up.
"Haha, I have killed three people before and after. I will kill you after Qiu. If I kill a poor man like you, I can still leave some money for my mother to live!"
"Actually, if you die, your mother won't be able to survive even if she has money. It will even make her die faster."
"You deserve to die! How dare you curse my mother!"
Sun Hu laughed silently, and with his other hand, he grabbed Wang Lin's throat and squeezed it tightly. Veins popped up on Wang Lin's face, and he was almost suffocated.
In an instant, his right hand holding the chicken bone was lifted up and thrust out like lightning. This was the first time he used the speed of his fast hand. It was not to steal things but to stab Sun Hu's left eye without hesitation; it seemed that he was too fast.
Fast, so Sun Hu's initial reaction was just a slight startle, and then he raised his head and let out an earth-shattering howl, and the hand that was holding Wang Lin's throat naturally loosened.
Sun Hu covered his blinded left eye with his hand, and bright red blood seeped out from between his fingers. He didn't have time to make any response or counterattack. The sharp bone knife in Wang Lin's hand returned without hesitation.
Pierced his other eye hard.
Cha... Like piercing a ball of sticky mud, Wang Lin decisively pulled out the bloody broken half of the bone knife, let the half be caught in Sun Hu's bleeding eye socket, and quickly retreated to the wooden fence on the outermost edge of the cell.
at.
Sun Hu's ferocious roar shook the entire prison. In the dark corners, shriveled rats scurried away.
Sun Hu's eyes were blinded and his face was covered with blood and seeping from his beard. His long hair was spread out like an evil spirit. He was waving his hands and charging wildly in the cell... Wang Lin calmly dodged left and right, and the half bone knife in his hand was still tight.
grip.
Bai Er was so frightened that he lost his mind.
He could only press his body against the wall in embarrassment, shouting in a tearful tone: "Someone is coming, we are going to kill you!"
There were curses and running sounds in the corridor.
Wang Lin quietly threw the bone knife on the ground, stepped on it several times with his feet, smashed it into pieces, and covered it with withered grass.
His force value has increased to 4.5 at this moment. He successfully copied the skill "Butcher's Knife" from Sun Hu, and he felt that his whole body was full of energy and strength.
The force value obtained by knocking Bai Er out was only a pitiful 0.3, but this time it was 2.2... Wang Lin had a clear understanding that the force value was definitely related to the force value of the target, and there was probably a random factor involved.
This is not important, what is important is that his current force value has surpassed that of a ruffian like Bai Er, approached a gangster like Sun Hu, and has the initial ability to protect himself.
…
Sun Hu fainted from the pain, lost too much blood and was dying.
When Wang Lin saw that only two guards with torches came, he raised his lips slightly.
The jailer in his thirties was horrified when he saw Sun Hu's miserable state. He leaned down to check for his breath and was secretly relieved when he saw that he was not dead yet. The old jailer's cloudy eyes showed a look of shock and he glanced at Wang Lin hastily.
The prison guard stood up and yelled at Wang Lin: "You are so poor, you have eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, how dare you commit murder in the prison?"
Wang Lin said calmly: "Brother, please don't accuse a good person. How can I, a weak scholar, defeat such a cruel death row prisoner like him?"
"The death row prisoner suddenly went crazy and almost strangled me to death. Then, for some reason, he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. He scratched everywhere and blinded himself. It was dark in the cell, and I didn't know why.
"
"He can testify."
Wang Lin smiled lightly and pointed at Bai Er.
Bai Er's face looked ugly.
He avoided his eyes, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Yes, he seems to be possessed by an evil spirit, and he almost killed us two."
Of course the two guards didn't believe it. However, they hid aside and muttered for a long time. As soon as they came in, they dragged Sun Hu away and put him in another cell.
I ignored Wang Lin again.
Such a casual and understated reason actually got passed by?
Bai Er couldn't believe his eyes. When did the black-hearted prisoner become so easy to talk to?
Bai Er secretly glanced at Wang Lin and saw that the young man was leaning against the wall and seemed to be sleeping peacefully. Deep fear flashed in his eyes.
I feel lucky again.
…
As the red sun rises and the temperature rises, the smell in the cell becomes even worse.
Wang Lin stretched and slowly stood up. Bai Er curled up and hid in a corner, not daring to raise his head.
Wang Lin didn't bother to think about whether the death row prisoner Sun Hu was alive or dead now. He could at least survive for a few days. If the prison guards stopped his bleeding in time, it wouldn't be a big problem to wait for him to be executed in the autumn.
He expected that the prisoner's big problem would be reduced to a trivial matter.
Detaining death row inmates and ordinary suspects in the same place is inherently against the rules, and a lot of tricks are on the table. If this matter becomes a big deal, the first to suffer will be the two jailers who took the dirty money.
Of course, the premise is that Sun Hu cannot die immediately.
Otherwise, they can only report it to the county.
That's why Wang Lin didn't really kill Sun Hu. He had every chance to pierce the gangster's throat and kill him with one blow.
Regardless of whether it was ancient or modern, the dirty things in prisons were the same, and he had seen them a lot.