spy sea tide life

Chapter 21 21. Let him have a drink first
at the same time.

Police Detention Unit.

Jiang Maocai walked through the long corridor, his back was slumped, his feet shackled the floor, and there was a clattering sound. Looking from behind, the big number 92 was painted with red paint on the back of the white suit, which looked quite eye-catching.

Without any preferential treatment, Jiang Maocai was put into a large prison like other ordinary prisoners.

With a bang, the iron fence door was opened by the jailer, and without a word he pushed Jiang Maocai into the cell, then locked the iron fence, and left on his own.

Jiang Maocai was pushed staggeringly, hit the wall, leaned against the wall, and sat down slowly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

At this time, he was both relieved and a little worried.Judging from the interrogation of the two second-hand policemen today, they were indifferent to him, and they seemed to be perfunctory to finish their errands quickly, which made Jiang Maocai feel a lot easier. He believed more and more that yesterday's incident should be set up by people in the Jianghu for the purpose of making money.

I might have dressed too conspicuously at the time, making those two men in black stare at me, and then designed myself to kill that young master surnamed Qin.

If I had agreed to pay at that time, someone would have come forward to take the blame.Of course, this matter will never end because of their own payment. They will use this matter to blackmail themselves again and again.

How many desperadoes are willing to trade a dead life for half a lifetime of wealth and honor!

But at the last moment, why did the two men in black choose to give up and leave?Most likely it was the identity of the young man surnamed Qin who frightened them.

In Beiping city, which Qin surname has such great energy?Let the outlaw spit out the fat in his mouth?

Suddenly, Jiang Maocai thought of someone, and his face turned pale!Could it be their home?If it was really the Qin family, he might have really caused a catastrophe.

You can't sit still like this, you have to spread the news to Jinmen.

Take the chessboard in Peking, and play it in Tianjin.All the heavyweights are hiding in Jinmen at this moment, secretly controlling the development of the situation.

For example, his uncle Ryunosuke Oshima is now in the Jinmen Concession, paying close attention to the disturbances in Beiping.

At this time, Beiping was already on the cusp of the storm, and a single hair would affect the whole body, and various forces were vying to compete. If I stayed in prison for one more day, it would be a loss to the cause of the empire.

Fortunately, it's just an ordinary criminal case, and at most it's just accidental injury, all of this is negotiable!
How to pass the news out?Jiang Maocai naturally had his way.

Although the prison is not ventilated, it must be a source of wealth!Jiang Mao didn't believe that now in Beiping, there was nothing that could not be done with oceans!
If the ocean fails, then replace it with gold bars!In a few months at most, wouldn't these efforts come back to him?And they have to pay dozens or even hundreds of times the interest!

After calming down, Jiang Maocai, who was leaning against the wall, turned his head and looked around to check the situation in the prison.

There is no electric light in the prison cell, and the light is dim, only a little light shines through a narrow window on the wall, illuminating the dust in the air.The ground is dark and damp, and the straw under the buttocks has not been replaced for an unknown period of time, as if it can sit on water.

There is not much space in the cell, and there is a half-person-high wooden barrel standing against the corner, which exudes a choking smell of urine. As far as the eye can see, there are black and yellow feces floating on it.Jiang Maocai was a little puzzled, how could these people understand such a tall urine bucket?
There are more than 20 people in the cell, sitting or lying down, unkempt, with dull eyes.The inner corner was the most comfortable place in the prison. A big man was leaning there, with his legs in shackles, stretched out in all directions, staring at Jiang Maocai with cold eyes.

The big man had obviously been tortured, with numerous whip marks all over his body, and the surrounding prisoners were far away from him, obviously not daring to provoke him.

This person must be the overlord here, Jiang Mao couldn't help thinking.

"New here?" The big man asked suddenly.

Jiang Maocai looked around and nodded quickly.

"Laozi He Laosan, came in yesterday, I have the final say here." The voice of the big man He Laosan was cold, without any expression.

Jiang Maocai looked at He Laosan with a puzzled look on his face.

"Is there anyone outside?" He Laosan asked coldly while staring at Jiang Maocai.

"Someone is in charge? What do you mean?" Jiang Maocai finally spoke.

"I'm just asking you if someone sent money in!" said a thin monkey-looking prisoner who was also disheveled.

"I don't know either." Jiang Maocai whispered with fear on his face.

"Then there is no filial piety?" He Laosan moved his body and said.

"I..." Jiang Maocai was taken aback.

"Let him have a drink first." He Laosan said lightly.

Have a drink or two?
While Jiang Maocai was puzzled, several strong men and prisoners rushed over. He was about to yell, but his mouth was gagged. Several people pulled him and pressed his head into the urine bucket, and Jiang Maocai suddenly suffocated.

Press it in, pull it out, press it in, pull it out again, and repeat it three or four times before Jiang Maocai struggled hard, waving his hands in the urine bucket, splashing the urine in the bucket on the wall, and taking care of himself.

With the sound of shouting and cursing, more and more people joined in. Gradually, Jiang Mao stopped struggling and let the prisoners push his head in and pull him out.

"Third Master, this kid is going to die soon!" The thin monkey pulled up Jiang Maocai's head, saw Jiang Maocai's face was pale and his eyes were tightly closed, and said hastily.

"Put him on the urinal and let him empty it." He Laosan said coldly, with a grim expression.

Say hello!
After coughing a few times, Jiang Maocai slowly opened his eyes, bounced his hands and feet a few times, and found that his limbs were hanging in the air, and there was a bad smell coming from under him.

"Is there anyone outside?" He Laosan still asked coldly.

"Uh..." Jiang Mao hiccupped.

"Let him drink two more." He Laosan's devilish voice sounded again.

"Yes... yes... I have money!" Jiang Maocai said loudly when he saw Shouhou and several people surrounding him.

"It's over if you are so happy, you have to make the third master so angry! Isn't this bad luck!" The thin monkey took a flattering look at He Laosan, then turned his head and said.

"Let your family save fifty oceans to come in, and you won't have to suffer. If you lose one ocean, you can drink one sip every day." He Laosan's tone was flat.

"I have money, but I have no family." Jiang Maocai said with difficulty while lying on the urinal.

"You fucking dare to play me!" He Laosan was furious, and stood up abruptly.

"Continue to feed him!" The thin monkey roared in a pretentious manner.

Jiang Maocai's head was pushed into the urine bucket again, again and again, until continuous air bubbles kept floating in the urine bucket, and several people threw him aside.

"Third Master, this kid seems to have no money." The thin man said timidly.

"No money? Do you know how much that suit on him is? Just the suit on him is enough to feed you for several years!" He Laosan said coldly.

"It's all done like this, and this kid is still pretending to be poor for us?" The thin monkey didn't believe it.

"Good fortune is hard to give up!" He Laosan spoke like a philosopher.

"Damn it, you dare to lie to us and feed him!" The thin monkey said bitterly.

(End of this chapter)