Chapter 206

[two consecutive prison fires, do you think the management staff are too incompetent]

this news has also been on the hot search.

Soon there was a lot of speculative comments.

For example, "prison personnel accept bribes," "deliberately release a criminal," "the warden is the second Du Changqing"

It's as dark as it can be.

Lu Wen quickly turned through hundreds of comments and divided them into three categories.

One is the conclusion drawn from inside and outside, the other is the engineering theory of prison dregs, and the last is the theory of prisoners being too powerful.

During this period, he also found a problem.

"The last time the prison fire broke out, it was actually the vagrant poet who did it, but the news soon drowned out. People just want to believe what they think."

As for why the news is drowned, it's very simple.

The prisoners who escaped from the prison fire later caused a series of accidents, during which ordinary people were injured or even died.

Many people think that it may be the vagrant poets who set the fire, but they don't want to believe it.

So the prison manager was out of luck.

People focused their anger on him.

Every day hundreds of people leave messages under his personal account asking him to take the blame and resign.

"Did you find out the account number of the disclosure?" Lu Wen asked.

"No, just like the last time, the geniuses are baffled." He said.

The prison fire burned from noon to evening.

The red sunset on the horizon is quite suitable for the situation.

The scene was blackened, almost all the buildings collapsed, and sometimes some small fires reignited.

Feng Fugui is standing in front of the gate, communicating with the person in charge of the prison.

"There are 1462 prisoners in this prison, and almost all of them have come out."

This time the prisoners were lucky.

There was no such terrible phenomenon as fire tornado, and the prison was relatively small, so they all ran out before the fire spread.

But it also creates another problem.

"At present, we have only gathered 615 people, and there are still prisoners coming back one after another, but The situation is worrying. Many prisoners either have lives in their hands or are psychologically twisted. This time, a large number of civilian casualties are likely to occur. "

An intermediate prison.

A lot of talents are also held here.

Three figure fugitives, it is estimated that in recent months, the executive officers of the 15th District executive board can not sleep well.

Last time in District 13, the number of fugitives counted out was 92, and they were all criminals.

Fortunately, the Executive Board of the 13th district was relatively strong, and Charlotte personally sent out, which brought everyone back in just a few days.

"Some prisoners miss their families so much that after they run out, they go to the place where their families are and have a look, and then they run back, but there are still others..."

"Something's wrong, someone's reporting it!"

It's not far from the prison.

There was a robbery in a farmhouse where the boss died on the spot and two guests were slightly injured.

According to the surveillance inside, the robber was one of the prisoners who had just run out of prison.

"I just came out to do this. I know that sooner or later I will be arrested, so I want to release myself before I am arrested?" Rudd frowned at the surveillance screen.

"This man has killed people before. He was sentenced to life imprisonment and has been held here for eight years without commutation." The person in charge of the prison did not check the information. He was familiar with the prisoner.

"I've given this man to me. I need monitoring authority." He said.

"No problem!"

Feng Fugui directly gave Lu Wen the highest authority to call 90% of the city monitoring.

Tonight is bound to be a busy night.

Wei Boan was not idle either. He was on the other side to help the people in the 15th district to start other arrests.

"By the way, have the people from Hanjiang company been arrested?" Lu Wen asked.

"Not yet. At present, the only evidence we have is Huang Qi's confession, which is not enough to convict those people. If we arrest those people without enough evidence, we can't detain them for too long. On the contrary, we have prepared the other party. We are now investigating the company's capital transactions."

……

The sea breeze in the evening is warm and humid.

The waves beat on the white sand.

Standing by the sea, Qin Jiang closed his eyes and enjoyed a rare moment.

"Eight years. I've been locked up for eight years. I've finally come out."

No one knows how he spent these eight years.

It's just killing a man. Those guys sentenced him to indefinite death.

In the era when the death penalty was abolished, it was the final penalty.

"It's a pity that they will be taken back after all."It's evening.

It's time for dinner.

The food stalls by the sea become lively, and the fragrance is floating in the air.

Qin Jiang greedily captures these long lost human breath.

He felt hungry, so he found a nearby stall.

A lot of people have already sat down here. Charcoal fire and beer set off each other at dusk. Seafood is quite cheap here, and people at dinner are talking and laughing.

"Hello, is it alone?"

The boss stood outside the stall, warmly greeting Qin Jiang.

"Yes, one person."

Qin Jiang smiles, draws out a knife and pokes it into the boss's stomach.

Anyway, sooner or later, he will be arrested, so he is unscrupulous.

The maximum is life imprisonment.

He slowly pulled out the blade, blood dripping down the blade tip, splashing blood on the beach.

The boss looks painful, covering his stomach, slowly leaning against the door of the stall.

"I almost forgot that human vitality is so tenacious."

Qin Jiang felt that he patted his head and scolded himself.

He walked forward with a smile and stabbed again, this time in the heart.

The afterglow of dusk shrouds the food stalls by the sea. The shimmering light shines on a short knife full of blood. The dazzling red makes the air on the scene seem to condense.

"Ah

I don't know who called first.

Around countless guests are up, toward the distance to escape, the scene is quite chaotic.

No one dares to approach the man with a smile on his face and a knife dripping blood in his hand.

"All stop, sit down and continue to eat. I have a gun. Who dares to run? One shot at a time!"

Qin Jiang held up his knife and roared.

All of them stopped in an instant.

Forced by the gun that the man might have, they were reluctant to sit back.

"It's boring to eat alone. You still have to be a little pyrotechnic."

Qin Jiang was quite satisfied with the reaction.

He put the knife in his hand on the table, lit the oven and began to take care of himself. Since the store took out all kinds of seafood, he also brought a case of beer.

The atmosphere at the scene was eerie.

It's clearly a busy stall, but now it's quite quiet. When people eat, they dare not make too much noise, for fear that they will be noticed by the murderer.

Qinjiang people eat more than everyone else.

"Here comes the executive board!"

Someone saw the black uniform in the distance and said to others in a low voice, relieved.

But then people began to worry.

Will the murderer take them hostage?

They're all baked in this one tentacle.

But the other parts of the octopus are still wriggling, struggling, and still alive.

"Are you sure you don't want a breath, sir?" Qin Jiang raised his glass again. "Today you have so many prisoners running away, but you are busy. It is estimated that you have to catch them all night. Only when you have enough food can you have the strength to cope with the whole night."

"Finally, you get off near here. You should stand at the seaside for a while, and then kill the boss here." Lu Wen looks at him lightly.

It seems that their conversation is not on the same channel.

Qin Jiang has been eating, talking about the content related to eating, drinking and enjoying.

Lu Wen, on the other hand, seemed to be sentencing something with no expression on his face.

Before long, Qin Jiang burped, took out the napkin on the table and wiped his mouth.

"Full?" Lu Wen asked.

"I'm full." Qin Jiang was very generous and stretched out his hands, "Sir, you can take me back."

Lu Wen nodded.

He turned his head and looked around at the crowd, and said loudly: "if you are still taking photos, please stop immediately, and so are the friends on the live broadcast. The next content can't leave evidence, or I will be punished."

Everyone looked at each other and saw the gun in Lu Wen's hand.

They understood in a flash.

Everyone cooperated and immediately shut down all the equipment that could leave evidence.