District 9

In the third prison infirmary.

A doctor pressed the gun dealer's thigh and looked at his back door in surprise: "How did you do it? These are all... torn and valgus."

"I asked people to block the toilet. They were bullying...forcibly...!" The gun dealer pulled his neck and shouted.

The guarding police officer stood aside, holding his hands behind his back, and asked with a black face: "Speak carefully, Ang, what happened? Tell the truth and don't bite."

The gun dealer was startled, then looked back at the police officer's face. After a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and replied: "I was sweeping... I was making trouble with others while I was sweeping the snow... I was climbing over the small wrought iron fence in the backyard, and I accidentally sat on the spearhead. Pricked up."

"How many times have I told you to maintain order when clearing snow? Why do you keep making trouble when nothing happens?" The police officer continued to scold: "What do you think will happen if something happens to you? Be careful next time."

The gun dealer gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The doctor lowered his head and pulled the back door: "The railing doesn't move, but you can sit on it. How accurate is it? Hey, are you aiming for the seat?"

"Okay, tell me something useful." The police officer squinted and yelled.

"Haha." The doctor smiled: "Okay, let me deal with it first."

…

Half an hour later.

The old cat walked into the Ministry of Health and looked down at the gun seller: "Why can't I hold on for one day?"

The gun dealer turned around and cursed with a livid face: "You are so fucking damaging."

"Is it damaged?" Old Mao smiled, lowered his head and took two boxes of facial cream and placed them on the bedside: "I want damage, can I still bring this to see you? Okay, go back and apply it at night. I'll use these two boxes." I bought it with my female colleague for fifty yuan, which is considered a cheap second look for you.

The gun dealer said nothing.

Old Mao pulled a chair and sat beside the bed, crossed his legs and said: "Brother, don't always think that you understand everything after staying on the ground for a few years. How many people are there in the third prison? They are no tougher than you are outside, but aren't they sentenced the same way? Don't they also have to do whatever the police officers tell them to do? You pretend to be with me, can you afford it? I just say hello. , I don’t know how many prisoners are willing to take care of you for me.”

The gun dealer lay on the bed, his eyes blinking rapidly.

"Yes, if you come in, Wu Wensheng will definitely give you some money to shut up. But have you ever thought about it? Is it really worth it for you to spend 50, 78, 80,000 to stay here for ten or eight years?" The cat took a sip of water and continued: "Who can say what it will be like outside in two or three years? Wu Wensheng is going to collapse one day. What can you do if you go out?! Listen, Brother Cat Just a word of advice, you are just a brat, don’t take on the things that other people’s core should take on. To put it bluntly, when your case goes to court for judgment, it’s up to you whether Wu Wensheng can remember who you are.”

The gun dealer was silent for a long time, then looked back at the old cat and asked, "I'm going to tell you, will Wu Wensheng have someone in there to mess with me?"

"You think too highly of him. I can tell you responsibly that Wu Wensheng can't even save himself now. He is really strong enough to survive this." Lao Mao curled his lips and responded: "You don't even think about it. If he really can After settling these matters, can the person who killed his son not be caught until now? Do we dare to check his warehouse casually? So, he has countless holes to plug now, how can he have the energy to let people in? I’ll take care of you inside.”

"But what if he wants to mess with me inside?"

"I'll change your name to a prisoner so that he can't find you." Old Mao said with a serious face: "I don't have any other advantages, but I am definitely a thorn in spitting. If I say I can protect you, I will definitely be able to protect you. You. If I tell you to let your butt blossom, it will blossom."

"Okay, I'll say it." The gun dealer thought for a while and nodded: "But I will be transferred to prison tonight. I have no shame in staying in the third prison. Everyone...everyone knows it."

The old cat was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a regretful expression: "You said you didn't pretend to be a bitch, how could this happen? Hey, please put some face cream on it soon, this thing should be lubricated..."

…

In a restaurant in the city, a bald middle-aged man was eating with a few friends.

Xiao Jiu pulled Lizi out of the bathroom and asked in a low voice: "Take a look, is it him?"

Li Zi glanced at the other party upon hearing the sound, looked at him carefully for a few seconds and then nodded.

"Let's go." Xiao Jiu dragged Li Zi and slowly walked out of the restaurant.

A few minutes later, in the car.

Yuan Ke hugged his shoulders and asked Lizi: "Is it him?"

"Yes," Lizi nodded: "He was the one who took us into Songjiang."

Yuan Ke thought about it for a long time, raised his head and told the driver: "Okay, let's drive back first."

The two cars drove along the urban streets for a short while before returning to the basement of Shiyuan Avenue.

After Lizi was locked in the room again, Yuan Ke sat on the sofa on the first floor and dialed Wu Wensheng's number: "Hello, uncle?"

"Ah, you say."

"I led Lizi to recognize the person." Yuan Ke responded in a low voice: "The person who took them into Songjiang is Niu Dong from the explosion prevention department."

Wu Wensheng pondered for a moment: "In other words, if Ye Zixiao has not escaped from Songjiang by now, it is very likely that Niu Dong arranged a hiding place."

"Yes." Yuan Ke nodded.

"Then what do you think?" Wu Wensheng asked.

"I think you should not touch Niu Dong for the time being." Yuan Ke responded with clear thinking: "Because if you want to kill him, if he doesn't spit for the time being, Ye Zixiao and the others will probably be shocked."

"Yes." Wu Wensheng nodded.

"I think just keep an eye on him. If Ye Zixiao hides with Niu Dong, then the two parties will definitely meet."

"Okay, just do as you say." Wu Wensheng whispered: "If we find Ye Zixiao this time, we must not let him escape again."

"I see."

"Sorry, Xiao Yuan."

"It's okay."

"Well, that's it."

After saying that, the two ended the call. Yuan Ke sat on the sofa with narrowed eyes and muttered: "This leaf owl can't hide anymore."

…

On the outskirts of Songjiang City, on the way to the Second Prison.

Sitting in the police custody car, Lao Mao turned to look at the gun dealer and said, "Sit tight."

"Brother... Brother, I really can't sit still." The gun dealer squatted next to the seat of the van, with a very painful expression on his face: "I feel like the back door is leaking... Even when Jiang Zi squatted, there was a cool breeze pouring in."

"How about I plug the whole red wine cork for you?" the old cat replied scornfully.

"Can you say something humane?"

"Haha." The old cat smiled and turned around to greet him: "Bring him two mats and let him lie down on the ground. Say hello to the people in the second prison tonight and tell him not to go back to the prison and stay in the health room."

"I know." Xiao Taig replied while sitting in the passenger seat.

"Okay, go ahead." The old cat reached out and handed the young man the e-cigarette.

The young man took two puffs, recalled it carefully for a long time and replied, "You better ask."

"Where did the Wu family's gun come from?" Lao Mao asked bluntly.

The young man blinked and responded truthfully: "The Wu family's company is mainly managed by three people. Wu Yao is responsible for shipping and contacting customers; Yan Kang is responsible for settling various upper-level relationships and doing accounting... and Wu Wensheng is responsible for purchasing goods. My concubine, her name is Wang Bing... This woman helped Wu Wensheng a lot."

"Keep talking." The old cat nodded.

"The supplier who is in contact with Wang Bing is named Liu Wenzhi. As long as you catch him and make him spit, Wu Wensheng will fall." The gun dealer said very confidently.

…

Jiangnan District.

Brother Xiao walked quickly on the street, lowered his head and held his mobile phone and said: "Let's do it."