Half an hour ago!
Weicheng prison!
The smell in the prison was complex. In addition to the smell of rotting vegetation, there was also the smell of urine, which made people feel stomach acid.
In a cell in the deepest part of the dark passage, there was a prisoner with a vicious appearance and ragged clothes.
This man has thick bones, sharp eyes, and a gangster air.
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.
There are only seven fingers.
He is Liang Qi, the big bandit who runs rampant in Wei City.
The Black Tiger Golden Fist passed down from his family was ruthless and ruthless. He fell into the hands of Zhao Wuzhu, one of the two major arrests in Weicheng, a few days ago.
"Liang Qi, it's time to eat." A young jailer walked over with a look of fear in his eyes.
After putting down the vegetables, Liang Qi suddenly rushed over and started eating with big mouthfuls.
The young jailer was startled.
This man has a ferocious appearance and fast movements, which is really scary.
When the young jailer returned to the duty room, an older jailer smiled and joked: "Shuanzi, you are so scared that your face turned pale."
The young jailer named Shuan Zi smiled bitterly and said, "Grandma, that Liang Qi looks really scary."
"Afraid of a hammer? He is just a defeated general of Capt. Zhao. Now that he is detained in a prison, what kind of trouble can he make?" the older jailer sneered.
Is it possible that this bandit can escape from prison?
"Brother Du, why do I feel that the cell is a little cold tonight?" Shuanzi breathed a sigh of relief and said.
The older Brother Du nodded and said, "I also think it's damn cold tonight."
He reached out and poured a glass of wine, handed it to Shuanzi, and said, "Come on, have a sip of wine to warm yourself up."
Shuanzi took it and drank it all in one gulp: "Thank you, Brother Du."
The guards here were talking and laughing, but suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the cell deep in the prison.
"Who!?" A middle-aged jailer suddenly frowned, drew his sword and shouted out.
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 and breathed 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: "Let's go over and take a look at Liang Qi."
This Liang Qi is extremely vicious, and Capt. Zhao has repeatedly warned 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's eyes suddenly darkened.
There was no one in the cell!
"The thief escaped from prison!"
A chill rose from the back of the middle-aged jailer. In the heavily guarded Weicheng Prison, a murderer disappeared out of thin air!
Is there a ghost! ?
Several jailers immediately went out to spread the news about Liang Qi's escape.
The county magistrate was furious and sent the government's Yamen Xiangyong to search the city, going from house to house!
This was the scene where the government servant came to the door with a knife just now.
"Liang Qi actually escaped from prison, or disappeared out of thin air under tight security?!" Li Yanchu was a little surprised.
A group of ferocious government officials searched the city, led by the two major arrests, 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 while, people in Weicheng were panicked, especially the wealthy families, who were afraid that the bandit Liang Qiliu would break into their homes.
And the news that the prison in Weicheng was haunted also spread.
It is simply incredible that a person can disappear out of thin air!
.......
There is a curfew in the Qian Kingdom, and people are not allowed to move on the streets after dark!
The day after Liang Qi escaped from the Weicheng prison, Zhao Wuzhu, one of the two major arrests, led the government officials to search for the fugitives!
After nightfall, Wei City was particularly peaceful and silent.
Except for the occasional sound of a cat meowing in heat and a dog barking, adding a bit of gloominess to the cold and windy night, there was no sound.
The people in Weicheng closed their doors early, extinguished the lights, and had already taken a rest.
Zhao Wuzhu is a middle-aged man with a strong back and strong shoulders, who practices hard martial arts and is good at swordsmanship.
He once killed more than 20 bandits by himself and became famous.
After being recruited by the Weicheng County government as a head catcher, he settled down. Over the years, many murderers and robbers fell into the hands of Zhao Wuzhu.
At this time, the newly captured bandit Liang Qi actually escaped from prison.
Zhao Wuzhu led people to search everywhere and vowed to arrest this person and bring him to justice.
"Captain Zhao, that house is a little weird!" a government official suddenly said.
"Huh?" Zhao Wuzhu looked over and found that it was an ordinary house with lights on. This was the north of the city, and most of the people living there were poor.
The yard is surrounded by fences, and you can see lights on inside the house, and a figure sitting there.
"Captain Zhao, this is the residence of the local gangster Hu Ergou. Hu Ergou had a conflict with someone three days ago and was stabbed to death in a dark alley. I was in charge at the time," the yamen servant said.
"Does Hu Ergou have a family?" Zhao Wuzhu asked.
"Hu Ergou's parents died young. He was a scoundrel who lived on the streets. Not only did he have no relatives in the county, he didn't even have a daughter-in-law." The yamen officer explained.
That's why he said there was something odd about the house.
"In that case, there shouldn't be any talented people here." Zhao Wuzhu frowned and ordered to several government officials: "You guys will lead people to attack from behind, and you guys will go in with me."
Zhao Wuzhu's yamen servants took the order and took Xiang Yong to the back of the house to guard.
To prevent the thief from escaping.
Zhao Wuzhu pushed the door gently and found that the door was not locked. It opened with just a slight push.
Several government officials looked at each other and clenched the knives in their hands.
Zhao Wu, an expert in casting, was bold and took the lead in walking in front. The figure was still sitting by the window.
"Open the door! The government is searching for fugitives!" Zhao Wuzhu smashed the door.
The people in the room remained seated and no one answered.
The courtyard is also very quiet.
Zhao Wuzhu frowned and pushed hard, pushing the door open directly.
The atmosphere at this time was extremely strange.
My heart is heavy.
The room was brightly lit and there was no one at all!
"Hey, where was that person just now?" A government official asked in surprise.
The room was very quiet, empty, and so quiet that it felt a bit depressing.
Zhao Wuzhu held a thick-backed broadsword in his hand, which was extremely sharp. At this time, his eyes darkened slightly and he asked: "What does it smell like?"
The sword-wielding officer behind him sniffed it and said in surprise: "It seems to be the smell of rotting corpses."
As soon as he said this, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a few points.
Zhao Wuzhu said in a deep voice: "Search everywhere and don't miss a single detail."
"yes!"
This room is large, but the furniture is simple, and it feels like a house with only four walls.
The officials rummaged through boxes and cabinets, looking for suspicious traces.
Just now I clearly saw a figure, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
This incident made all the officials present feel a little scared.
"Plop!" A government official suddenly fell to the ground, breathless.
