Lan Bo spread out the prison floor plan that Bai Chunian had hand-painted before he left, and pointed to a flower bed marked with the number "2": "The handover will be here in three days, and I will escort him with the vines that encircle the stars."

On the hand-drawn map, there are more than a dozen numbers marked with numbers, all of which were analyzed by Bai Chunian before he left. There may be opportunities to pass on the location of the items. Some places were found to be unfeasible after on-the-spot investigation, so only the only ones were screened out. several available locations.

a week later.

Bai Chunian was standing at the cafeteria window, and the baker was still not the pastry chef. He bent down and looked in the window: "The bees haven't come back yet?"

The prisoner who was cooking inside said impatiently, "He has been transferred to the ICU to cook for sick patients, and he won't be back in a while."

Back at the table, Bai Chunian was a little disgusted by the sight of Qingshui cabbage, which was even more unpalatable than usual. In the cafeteria of the prison, there was a commotion because the food was worse than usual for the whole week. The prisoners clapped the table to protest and asked the bee omega to come back to cook.

Hearing the commotion in the cafeteria, Du Mo kicked the door open, raised the pointer and flicked the door a few times. The loud whip sound stopped the commotion, and he cursed: "I see who is making trouble!"

There was silence in the cafeteria, and the prisoners returned to order.

Du Mo walked to the pool, leaned against the wall and stared at the people eating. The prisoners were all honest this time, and no one dared to look unhappy in front of him. The pointer in his hand was really painful.

Bai Chunian took the dinner plate to the sink to wash, and the thin water stream washed his knuckles.

Du Mo's eyes fell on Bai Chunian. He was used to staring at Bai Chunian at all times. As long as Bai Chunian appeared in his sight, he would never let go of any opportunity to seize his small movements.

Knowing that he was looking at him, Bai Chunian said without looking up, "Since you guys want to know about the sow firewall, I happen to know some. In exchange, I would like to hear the content of your previous interrogation of witches, and what you are willing to exchange. , I will tell you what I know at the next interrogation."

Du Mo has long understood that he is here to negotiate. In front of the former ioa special team's search section chief, no one's interrogation methods are enough, and no one can pry anything out of his mouth to treat this kind of guy. , confession is more rewarding than concealment.

"Golden worm resists the interrogation, and every time he goes to the interrogation room, he sits and doesn't say a word." Du Mo spread his hands, "No one can let him speak."

"Oh, it looks like he said something else." Bai Chunian looked into his eyes with ease. "For example, 'I only talk to President Ioa', there should be."

This aroused Du Mo's vigilance: "Tell me, why did you come in? If it's just an undercover agent, why didn't ioa send an undisclosed agent to hide his identity?"

Bai Chunian rolled his eyes: "Guess what."

"You're just here to attract attention, the real purpose of ioa is outside!"

"Oh... of course not. Your tone is like the tone of debunking a criminal in a detective movie."

Bai Chunian said while washing the dishes, "You shouldn't spend so much energy guarding me. Actually, I'm the one who needs guarding the least."

Du Mo sneered: "Fair words are eloquent. Then you say, who needs guards more?"

"Witch hazel, of course."

Du Mo lowered his arm: "Why?"

Bai Chunian unhurriedly wiped the dinner plate with a dishcloth, and said leisurely, "Tell me, what am I here for."

Du Mo: "Undercover, spying? In short, I'm doing things for ioa. I just have no evidence for a while. If you are only arrested for disrupting social order, ioa has a chance to release you on bail, but if you are illegally investigated in prison and are investigated by me. Find the evidence and you'll never go again."

Bai Chunian smiled and said, "This is what you said, not me, and you can't make a confession. Since you think I can come in this way, of course the red-throated bird can, even more professional than me, and has a longer lurking time. , because they came to the prison specifically to be responsible for silence."

Du Mo's face became colder: "What do you mean?"

"The confession of Witch Hazel is valuable to you, as well as to us. If he dies, his secret will rot in his stomach forever, and none of us will get it." Bai Chu Young sighed, "Jin Is the worm still in the medical and intensive care unit? I know that you are able to achieve this position at your age, which shows that you are very capable. Therefore, out of some experience or intuition, you have the awareness to protect him, so he did not let him go back to prison. District, it's good, but your consciousness is not clear enough, and you haven't thought about the logic inside."

Du Mo pursed his lips and looked at him. After Bai Chunian washed the dishes, he wiped his hands with a rag: "I don't understand? Being a special agent has an innate sense of danger, so you have always been a prison guard, Xiao Queer."

"If the killer of the red-throated bird can kill him once, he can kill him a second time. How about it? Do you need to hire me as a bodyguard? Arrange me with Witch Hazel. I guarantee that he will not be in any danger."

Du Mo also realized the seriousness of the problem. After rejecting Bai Chunian, he quickly walked out of the cafeteria and said through the intercom, "Suddenly inspect all the felon cells to see if there are any prohibited items, and focus on a few inspections. A former member of the red-throated bird, immediately."

The prison guards in the severe punishment district received the news and immediately organized a surprise inspection.

Bai Chunian methodically stacked the clean dinner plates together, went back to take a lunch break, and then went to work with the discipline.

The severe prison area was turned upside down by Du Mo. All suspected contraband items were found by him and piled up on the square. The prison guards checked one by one. The workload was very heavy, and there was still a third of the night. They had no choice but to work overtime overnight. At the same time, more than half of the armed police and snipers were dispatched to the severe prison area and outside the special care building.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, other inmates in the cell were snoring, and Bai Chunian was sitting on his bedboard playing with his fingers to pass the time.

Hearing a light sound from the fingerprint lock on the cell door, Bai Chunian rolled over to the ground, as light and silent as a cat.

He pulled the door open a small gap, then squeezed out, leaned against the base of the wall and climbed onto the window sill, and climbed up to the roof along the ceiling fan duct.