As time passed slowly, the sky finally became brighter and the fog became lighter. However, the number of guards walking back and forth did not decrease because of this. On the contrary, a group of three steam mechas joined their queue.
"If this continues, there will be no way to carry out the mission."
"There is no other way. Vole prison is backed by a military camp and is an isolated island. The military camp only needs to deploy its troops. There are only eight of us who have no room to resist."
Zhou Jinru stood up from the ground, polished the scratches with the soles of his shoes, and said softly: "Remind those action members not to try any over-the-border moves if they want to survive."
They can choose other rescue methods, but doing trouble on this isolated island is basically the same as committing suicide.
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Adela didn't look very calm: "The time is coming. When the prisoners go to fuck, we will clean the cells."
"It's best that this is the case. At least we still have fourteen shillings to pay, otherwise we will lose our lives here."
"How can I have a chance?"
"A force of more than 3,000 people with complete firepower will attack the palace and capture more than a few nobles before they are qualified to sit at the negotiation table."
In this case, all efforts will be in vain, they people will not have any chance, and Dr. Wasim will be hanged in three days.
Soon, Adela passed Zhou Jinru's words to the members of the action team. Almost everyone changed their expressions. The leader also realized the seriousness of the problem. Saving people is the purpose, but this does not mean that all The team members all jumped in, but there was still no way to rescue the target.
"I can't think of any other way than an active offensive force."
Zhou Jinru expressed his meaning very frankly. Although the steam mechas two hundred years ago may not be as powerful as later generations, considering that they only have cleaning tools in their hands, they can't use mops to fight against the guards holding sharp blades. ?
While they were still struggling, a rapid ringing came from the tall wall. The guards patrolling back and forth looked calm and continued their work.
"It's the call for exercise. The guards begin the day with a roll call and randomly select a few lucky wretches for rounds."
The young man who often joked said with a serious expression.
It is said that his brother had served a sentence in Vole Prison, so he knew the internal conditions of the prison quite well.
It is extremely difficult to develop a companion in a prison, and the faction club spends a lot of time and money to only develop one person, who is not yet in an important position.
Fifteen minutes later, several uniformed prison guards walked out and waved their hands, gesturing for the employees to go inside.
One of the prison guards still held a notepad in his hand and said while writing: "Your job is to clean the prisoners' cells. The specific location is under the bed and in the four corners of the upper end of the cell. Please be careful not to damage their cells." Otherwise, the corresponding amount needs to be deducted from the remuneration.”
After the prison guard wearing glasses finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed open an iron fence. The empty square cages on both sides of a straight road were filled with prisoners who had already gone to exercise.
Zhou Jinru followed the team, and he unexpectedly found that there were objects like violins in some cells, simple fitness equipment for physical exercise, and even piles of old books.
Are you here to go to jail, or are you here for a vacation?
"What's this?"
asked someone from the team of hired workers, pointing to a flute.
Of course they knew it was a musical instrument, but they didn't know what it was used for.
"As you can see, a flute."
The prison guard walked into the square cell, picked up the flute and looked at it, pushed the frame and judged: "In that musical instrument store on King's Avenue, the people who like flutes are generally Sakaz people. This is not a strange thing."
It's certainly not unusual for Sakaz people to like flutes, but it's unusual for a prisoner to be able to use them.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please be careful, because there are many minor nobles among the people imprisoned here. They generally have a deep understanding of literature and music. Treating prisoners humanely is one of His Majesty's benevolences, even if they are criminals. , are also eligible to enjoy music.”
The instruments in these cells add up to a band!
When Zhou Jinru reached the end of the corridor, a door stood in front of them. The door was locked tightly and they could not move forward.
The prison guard took the key from his waist, opened the door, and said slowly: "This place also needs to be cleaned, but only two people are allowed in at a time."
His eyes scanned the team of employees, and he patted the arm of a tall and thin man: "You, and the lady next to you, you two go in and clean."
Zhou Jinru was not surprised that he was chosen. He was blessed with charm, and normal people would express kindness when meeting him, but Ye Yu was the only one who harbored hatred.
The prison guard brought two pairs of earplugs and gave them to Zhou Jinru and Adela, and ordered: "After entering, no matter what sound you hear, ignore it. If you find it difficult to adapt, come out immediately."
Zhou Jinru put on the earplugs. The simple earplugs could not completely isolate the sound. He could still hear some slight sounds. He pulled Adela beside him and walked into the special cell first.
As soon as he entered, the prisoners in the cell shouted excitedly when they saw a stranger coming in. Not only that, they clung to the iron bars and shook violently, making weird noises from their mouths.
"New here! Come and look over here, I have a big baby!"
"Don't scare the little baby. Didn't you notice that he's about to cry? Hahahaha!"
"Hey, there's another girl. She's so ugly. Why don't they find some pretty ones?!"
Zhou Jinru's eyes swept over every prisoner. Whether they were excited or indifferent, they all seemed to be infected. So it turns out that Vole Prison separates infected and non-infected people?
"Boy, what are you looking at! Be careful I pick your eyes!"
A strong man grabbed the iron fence and let out a series of terrifying roars.
Zhou Jinru's eyes moved away from him, and he finally cast his eyes on the corner of the special cell, where a film woman was imprisoned. Her hands were shackled, and she sat there quietly without saying a word. When Zhou Jinru looked at She came over, just raised her head and responded with a glance, then continued to lower her head, as quiet as if all the noise here had nothing to do with her.
"Boy, are you interested in her?!"
The strong man continued to roar, shaking the iron fence, holding the slender iron railing with his dustpan-sized hands, as if he would break it open the next moment.
"You'd better show some respect, or I'll tear you in half!"
