Fufeng city.
There is no change in the weather outside the death row. Wen Jiucheng can only estimate the time according to his intuition.
Every day, he would draw a cross bar on the wall with a hairpin.
When he drew the seventh crossbar, a smile appeared on his face.
He put the hairpin back into his bun, lay down on the window hole, put his head out and shouted big brother.
Fang Wujiu's head poked out of the window hole opposite.
When he saw the smile on Wen's face, he seemed to think of something and couldn't help laughing.
"Is it today?"
Wen Jiucheng smiled and said, "yes, it's today."
Fang Wujiu asked, "are your injuries better?"
Wen Jiucheng: "it's much better. It won't affect normal action."
Fang Wujiu: "well, that's good."
What the two people said was endless, so that the Tianmen people in charge of monitoring their dialogue were completely confused. They didn't understand what the two people were selling?
Yu Jiu, disguised as the county guard's wife, came in. He asked, "Lao Wu, how are they?"
The Tianmen man named Lao Wu stepped forward, gave a salute with both hands and answered truthfully.
"They are still the same."
Yu Jiu went to the wall and listened. The people on the other side of the wall had stopped talking. He couldn't hear any sound.
He looked at Lao Wu again and asked, "what have they said these two days?"
Yu Jiu shut Fang Wujiu and Wenjiu in the same place and left a window opening for them so that they could exchange information with each other, while Yu Jiu could obtain some useful information by monitoring their communication.
Lao Wu repeated the dialogue between Fang Wujiu and Wen Jiucheng these two days word for word.
When he finished the last paragraph, Yu Jiu frowned.
Yu Jiu was acutely aware that Fang Wujiu and Wen Jiucheng seemed to be planning something secretly.
Yu Jiu asked someone to open the iron door.
He stepped in and finally stopped at the window of the cell where Wen used to be held.
Through the narrow window, he saw the old city in his cell.
At this time, Wen Jiucheng was sitting on the ground, his clothes had become wrinkled, and a layer of light cyan beard grew on his chin. He looked decadent, but his spirit was very good.
When Wen Jiucheng heard the sound of the iron gate opening, he knew someone had come in.
He looked up slightly and noticed the man standing outside the window.
Two people face each other with four eyes.
Yu Jiu took the lead in saying, "are your injuries better?"
Wen Jiucheng laughed mockingly, "thanks to your blessing, it's not good yet."
Yu Jiu: "I know some medical skills and can help you treat it."
Wen Jiucheng: "no, I'm afraid you'll take the opportunity to cure me."
This is actually a cold joke that is not very funny, but Yu Jiu laughed and seemed to have a good laugh.
"If I want to kill you, I won't wait until now. You are still useful to me."
Wen old city asked coolly, "then I have to thank you for your kindness of not killing?"
Yu Jiu gradually put away his smile: "I'm serious. I don't need to kill you. As long as you are obedient and don't do anything, I'll let you go when we're done."
Wen Jiucheng looked at him with a fool's eyes: "do you think I will believe your nonsense?"
Yu Jiu sneered and said, "believe it or not, anyway, I have made it clear. If you don't believe in evil, you can have a try. Anyway, life is your own. How to deal with love is your own business. What's the matter with me?"
Wen Jiucheng: "in that case, why do you come to us to talk nonsense? Isn't it unnecessary?"
Yu Jiu stared at him with gloomy eyes.
Wen Jiucheng raised his mouth and smiled calmly.
At this time, Fang Wujiu, who was locked in the opposite cell, suddenly opened his mouth.
His voice sounded a little smiling.
"Madam sheriff, instead of wasting your breath with us here, you might as well go and see how your husband is. If you hurry up, he may still be saved."
Yu Jiu suddenly turned around, and his cold eyes swept to Fang Wujiu.
Fang Wujiu stood in the cell, his hands in his sleeves, and his smile was as gentle as ever.
It seemed that he was not in a death row, but in his own home.
His calm and steady appearance made Yu Jiu feel very dazzling.
Yu Jiu sneered: "I originally wanted you to live safely until your last day. Now it seems that it's not necessary. Come on, drag this unkind thing to the prison. I'll let him know what will happen if he doesn't know how to praise!"
Lao Wu opened the iron door and hurried in.
Instead of opening the prison door as Yu Jiu ordered, he whispered to Yu Jiu.
"Nine childe, just now the people in the mansion sent a message that the sheriff suddenly vomited blood and fainted. He's dying!"
Yu Jiu's face changed when he heard the speech.
He subconsciously looked at Fang Wujiu in his cell.
Fang Wujiu still smiled mildly: "I have reminded you that if you speed up, maybe he can be saved."
Yu Jiu gritted his teeth and said, "it's you who moved your hands and feet on ER!"
Fang Wujiu suddenly said, "the name of the man pretending to be a sheriff is Yu Er."
Wen Jiucheng in another cell answered, "that's a bad name."
Yu Jiu didn't have time to talk to these two guys. He told Lao Wu with a gloomy face.
"Keep an eye on these two people. Before I come back, don't give them food and water, and don't allow others to step here!"
Lao Wu quickly replied, "here."
Yu Jiu left the death row in a hurry.
Hearing the clanging sound of the iron door closed again, Fang Wujiu and Wen old city smiled at the same time.
The atmosphere in the sheriff's house was very tense.
When Yu Jiu, pretending to be the sheriff's wife, walked quickly to the bedroom door, he just saw the government doctor shaking his head to the housekeeper and said helplessly.
"Please forgive me for my lack of talent and learning. I can't cure the sheriff."
Yu Jiu walked into the bedroom with the help of the servant girl.
When the housekeeper and the doctor saw the sheriff's wife coming, they immediately stopped talking and saluted respectfully.
The housekeeper explained in a low voice.
"Just now, the sheriff was dealing with his official business. He suddenly vomited blood and fainted. We hurriedly carried people here and asked the government doctor to come and treat him, but the government doctor was powerless."
At the last word, the housekeeper's voice was almost inaudible, and his eyes were red.
Yu Jiu went straight to the bed and saw Jian Shujie lying on the bed dying.
Yu Er, disguised as Jian Shujie, was in great pain at this time.
His face was gray, his lips were purple, his pupils were tight, and his expression was slightly ferocious.
Seeing Yu Jiu coming, he immediately stretched out his trembling right hand, grabbed Yu Jiu's sleeve and spit out two words with difficulty.
"Help me..."