Poverty

Chapter 6 Murderer Liang Qi
Half an hour ago!
Weicheng Prison!

The smell in the prison is complex, in addition to the smell of rotting vegetation, there is also the smell of urine, which makes people unable to bear the stomach acid.

In a prison cell at the deepest part of the dark passageway, there is a prisoner with a vicious appearance and ragged clothes.

This person has thick bones, sharp eyes, and a gangster look.

If you look closely, you will find that his left hand is missing the ring finger and little finger, and his right hand is missing the little finger.

Only seven fingers.

He is the big bandit in Weicheng, Liang Qi.

The family's Black Tiger Golden Fist is cruel and ruthless. It fell under the hands of Zhao Wuzhu, one of Weicheng's two big captors a few days ago.

"Liang Qi, it's time to eat." A young jailer walked over with fear in his eyes.

After putting down the vegetables, Liang Qi suddenly rushed over and started to eat in big mouthfuls.

Startled the young jailer.

This person has a ferocious appearance and quick movements, which is really frightening.

When the young guard returned to the duty room, an older guard laughed and joked, "Shuanzi, you turned pale from fright."

The young jailer named Shuanzi smiled wryly, "Grandma, that Liang Qi looks really scary."

"I'm afraid of a hammer. He's just a defeated under Zhao Butou. Now that he's in prison, what else can he do?" The older jailer sneered.

Is it possible that this bandit can still escape from prison!
"Brother Du, why do I feel that the cell is a bit cold tonight." Shuanzi said with a sigh of relief.

The older Du Ge nodded and said, "I think so too, it's really fucking cold tonight."

He stretched out his hand to pour a glass of wine, handed it to Shuan Zi, and said, "Come, drink some wine to warm yourself up."

Shuan Zi took it and drank it down: "Thank you, Brother Du."

The jailers here were talking and laughing, but there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the cell in the depths of the prison.

"Who!?" A middle-aged jailer suddenly frowned, drew his sword and went out to shout.

But the prison was empty, and there was no one in the passage.

"Brother Hu, are you too nervous?" The jailer surnamed Du rushed out after him, heaving a sigh of relief when he saw no one.

The middle-aged jailer frowned, looked deep into the prison, and said in a deep voice, "Go, go and have a look at Liang Qi."

This Liang Qiqiong is extremely vicious, Zhao Butou urged him to take good care of him.

Several jailers drew their knives and came to the cell deep in the prison.

The middle-aged jailer suddenly looked down.

There was no one in the cell!
"The thief escaped from prison!"

A chill rose from the back of the middle-aged prison guard. In the heavily guarded prison of Weicheng, a murderer disappeared out of thin air!
Is there a ghost! ?

Several jailers immediately went out to spread the news of Liang Qi's escape.

The county magistrate was furious, and sent Xiang Yong, a government servant, to search and arrest them all over the city, going door to door!

This was the scene of the Yamen servant coming to the door with a knife just now.

"Liang Qi escaped from prison, or disappeared out of nowhere under heavy security?!" Li Yanchu was a little surprised.

A group of vicious yamen servants searched and arrested all over the city, led by two big arresters Zhao Wuzhu and Wang Chongshan.

Xuzhi County ordered the city gates to be closed, and no one was allowed to leave the city.

For a moment, people in Weicheng panicked, especially those rich and powerful families, for fear that the bandit Liang Qi would flee into their homes.

And the news that Weicheng Prison was haunted also spread.

It is incredible that a person can disappear out of thin air!

There is a curfew in Qianguo, and people are not allowed to move on the street after nightfall!

The day after Liang Qi escaped from the prison in Weicheng, Zhao Wuzhu, one of the two chief arresters, led the yamen guards to hunt down the fugitives!

After nightfall, Weicheng was extraordinarily calm and silent.

Except for the occasional one or two cats meowing in heat and dogs barking, which added a bit of gloom to the cold and windy night, there was no sound.

The people in Weicheng closed their doors early and turned off the lights, and the people had already rested.

Zhao Wuzhu is a middle-aged man with a hulking back and a hulking waist. He practiced hard skills horizontally and was good at swordsmanship.

He once beheaded more than 20 bandits by himself, and became famous.

After being recruited as a head arrester by the Weicheng County Government, he settled down. Over the years, many murderers and robbers have fallen into the hands of Zhao Wuzhu.

At this time, the bandit Liang Qi who had just been caught escaped from prison.

Zhao Wuzhu led people to search everywhere, vowing to arrest this person and bring him to justice.

"Captain Zhao, that house is a bit weird!" a yamen servant said suddenly.

"Huh?" Zhao Wuzhu looked over and found that it was an ordinary house with lights on. This is the north of the city, and most of the people living there are poor.

The yard is surrounded by fences, and you can see that the lights are on inside the house, and a figure is sitting there.

"Butou Zhao, this is the residence of the local rogue Hu Ergou. Hu Ergou clashed with someone three days ago and was stabbed to death in a dark alley. I was in charge at that time," said the yamen servant.

"Then Hu Ergou has a family?" Zhao Wuzhu asked.

"Hu Ergou's parents died early, and he was a rascal who wandered around the streets. Not only did he have no relatives in the county, he didn't even get his wife." The yamen servant explained.

That's why he said the house was eccentric.

"In this way, there shouldn't be anyone right here." Zhao Wuzhu frowned, and ordered to a few yamen servants: "You guys lead people to copy from behind, and you guys go in with me."

Zhao Wuzhu's yamen servants took orders and took Xiangyong to the back of the house to guard.

To prevent the thieves from escaping.

Zhao Wuzhu pushed the door lightly, only to find that the door was not locked, it just opened with a light push.

Several yamen servants looked at each other and clenched the knives in their hands.

Zhao Wu, a master of casting skills, was bold and took the lead to walk in front, while the figure was still sitting by the window.

"Open the door! The government is searching for fugitives!" Zhao Wuzhu slammed the door.

The people in the room have been sitting still, and no one has answered.

The yard is also very quiet.

Zhao Wuzhu frowned, pushed hard, and even pushed the door open.

The atmosphere at this time was extremely weird.

My heart is heavy.

The room was brightly lit, and there was no one at all!
"Hey, where was that person just now?" A yamen servant asked in surprise.

The room was very quiet, empty, and the quietness made people feel a little depressing.

Zhao Wuzhu held a thick-backed broadsword in his hand, which was extremely sharp. At this moment, his gaze was slightly lowered, and he said, "What's the smell?"

The yamen servant with a knife behind sniffed it, and said in surprise, "It seems to be the smell of rotting corpses."

As soon as this remark came out, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a few points.

Zhao Wuzhu said in a deep voice: "Search around, don't miss a single detail."

"Yes!"

This room is very large, but the furniture is simple, and it feels a bit like a barren house.

Yamen servants rummaged through boxes and cabinets, looking for suspicious traces.

Just now, I clearly saw a figure, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This incident made the yamen servants present feel a little nervous.

"Plop!" A yamen servant suddenly fell to the ground without breathing.

(End of this chapter)