"All I say is that I want money." Xie Changling's eyes were contemptuous. After all, he was just a common man. "It's hard to move without money, my Lord Xie. You are noble, but everything you eat and use is not bought with money. But you don't need to make money yourself, you just need to maintain your identity, and the people around you can It will make you a lot of money. But this is not the reason for you to maintain your aloof attitude. I can only say that you guys are very good at deceiving yourself and others. " "It's nonsense, it's all nonsense." Xie Changling sternly scolded, "It's all fallacies. No wonder the world says that the jailers in Tianlao are greedy. They kill one by one, but no one is unjust." "Hey, I can also apply this to Master Xie. Officials in the officialdom will definitely not be unjust if they stab each other one by one." "Presumptuous!" Xie Changling said with a straight face. "Forget it, forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. You can pay me or not. If you give me money, I'll arrange for you to go out. If you don't pay, you won't have it. There was no rule about going out in Tianlao before. It was a luxury to bask in the sun. Only I will consider the needs of you prisoners and sincerely think about you. Although the price is a bit expensive, it is worth it! You must know that convincing the superiors to agree to this plan takes both effort and money. It’s better to do less than to do more. Without sufficient benefits, there is no need to stamp official documents. Official documents without stamps are as worthless as toilet paper.” "It's a good thing you didn't enter the officialdom. If heresies like yours entered the officialdom, I'm worried that other people will be contaminated by you." When Chen Guanlou heard this, he immediately sneered and said, "It sounds like everyone in the officialdom is a white lotus, pure and innocent." As he spoke, he became happy again, "Mr. An ugly face is shameful.”
Xie Changling was so angry that he almost broke his guard. He glared at Chen Guanlou fiercely, snorted coldly, and ignored him. Chen Guanlou laughed and said, "If Mr. Xie changes his mind, just tell the jailer and ensure that all aspects of service are in place." He turned and left. Why! If you can't keep your mouth shut and criticize these prisoners from time to time, you may offend people unintentionally. No wonder there are assassins assassinating him. I just don’t know how the mastermind behind the scenes would feel when he sees that he is still alive and well. To be able to invite a fourth-grade warrior to assassinate him, his status must be extraordinary. Fourth-grade warriors are not a big deal, and the fighting industry simply does not have such resources. Either family training, sect training, or professional organization. He just wanted to see if the mastermind behind the scenes would continue to send people to assassinate him when he saw that he was still alive. If a fourth-grade warrior doesn't work, send a fifth-grade warrior. If the mastermind behind the scenes can really send out fifth-grade warriors, his identity and backing will greatly narrow the scope. There are so many prisoners in an A-shaped prison, and those who have the ability to send fifth-grade warriors as assassins can be identified by drawing a circle. After returning to the office, after drinking half a bowl of tea, news came from the concierge that someone was looking for him. "Who?" "Said he came from a gambling house." "Please come quickly." There is news from Lao Chaofeng. Chen Guanlou couldn't hide his excitement, Lao Chaofeng was still very reliable. After a while, the person was invited into the official room. A middle-aged man with an extremely ordinary appearance. He is the kind of person who is easily forgotten once he sees him. He is the kind of person who is the kind of person who would go unnoticed in a crowd and is best suited for inquiring about information. The visitor called himself Lin and worked under Lao Chaofeng. Chen Guanlou asked him, "But is there any news?"
"Lao Chaofeng asked me to tell Prisoner Chen that the previous commission is invalid. This is the commission and will be returned in full." The man surnamed Lin placed an envelope on the desk with a banknote inside. "What's going on? You can't find out about this little thing about me? That's Lao Chaofeng, a well-known Bao Inquiry in the capital. There is nothing in the capital that he doesn't know about. For a mere commission, you actually returned the commission." The man surnamed Lin had a calm expression on his face, "Prisoner Chen, please calm down. I am also doing what you are told. As far as I know, the clues for your commission have been cut off and it is no longer possible to investigate further. If nothing useful is found, this commission can only be carried out." As a failure, I can only return the commission. Please forgive me." "Why are the clues broken? Why can't we continue the investigation?" Chen Guanlou asked. "All traces have been erased. Without clues, there is no way to investigate." Chen Guanlou snorted coldly, "So you gave up." "Lao Chaofeng said, if you still believe me, I won't take your money next time you come." Chen Guanlou thought for a moment and put away the envelope, "Okay! You go back and tell Lao Chaofeng, I understand. I will look for him next time something happens." "Thank you! Farewell!" The man surnamed Lin turned around and quickly left the Tianlao, blended into the crowd, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Chen Guanlou figured it out. If you can't find it, you can't find it. At worst, one will kill one, or two will kill two. If you are not afraid of death, just send someone to assassinate him. If you have the ability, send a ninth-grade warrior. Below the ninth level, he can easily deal with it, killing pigs and sheep. Especially since he is about to break through the fourth chapter of "Ascension Record" and enter the fifth chapter. He has never had a serious fight with a ninth-grade warrior, but he is willing to give it a try and test the strength of both sides. He was worried that he could not find an opponent. If the mastermind behind the scenes was willing to send warriors to practice swordsmanship for him again and again, he would still welcome it. As for who is behind the scenes, it no longer matters. He just wants to fight back. In his territory, it is impossible to make him restrain himself and not offend people. As his strength grows, he wants to live more freely and casually. The weather is hot, and there is no ice cubes at home to cool down. Chen Guanlou simply stays in the prison at night, just as if he is on duty. He uses public resources to get ice cubes to cool down. He eats iced fruit juice and the most primitive popsicles. Except that the bed board is a little hard, everything else is good. Three meals a day are solved in the canteen, and there is no need to cook by yourself, which saves the pain of sweating. The chef in the kitchen cooks so-so big pot dishes, but the small pot dishes taste great, better than the chefs in the restaurants outside. It only costs a little money, and the chef is happy to cook for everyone. However, ten and a half of the jailers in the prison are gamblers. The characteristic of gamblers is that they would rather spend money on the gambling table than on food. Obviously there is a free big pot meal, why spend money on a small kitchen. Therefore, there are actually very few people in Tianlao who are willing to pay for the special meals. Chen Guanlou is not short of money and does not gamble, so he will do whatever he wants. The chef in the kitchen is also willing to make some extra money. The two sides hit it off. In the middle of the night, there was a noise from the direction of Tianlao's gate. Chen Guanlou opened his eyes instantly, put on his clothes and walked out of the office. I saw the people from the Six Gates coming. Chen Guanlou narrowed his eyes slightly, "Everyone, why are you visiting me so late at night?"
