I have a portable prison

Chapter 110

Seeing Lan Zhuqing, the other party looked Zhao Qiqiu up and down carefully, and then there was surprise and admiration in his eyes, as if he didn't expect that in the situation yesterday, someone could actually get out of the body.When she figured it out, Lan Zhuqing knelt down in front of Zhao Qiqiu with a plop.

Zhao Qiqiu, who was admiring the mix-and-match decoration style in the nightclub office: "..." Your etiquette is so good that I am a little embarrassed to punish you.

After suffering all night, Zhao Qiqiu, who felt sore all over his body, pulled the boss chair behind him and sat down lazily. He also called Minglou who was silent at the door: "Come here and have a rest."

It may not be easy to even drive for several hours. When I finally came back, the four wheels of the car wobbled from time to time, often taking off one second and braking the next. Zhao Qiqiu was a little worried that the traffic police would check for drunk driving.

Xianminglou, who was still out of state, lowered his eyes and didn't say a word. He took a few steps and sat down on the sofa. From his angle, he could just see Zhao Qiqiu interrogating Lan Zhuqing.

Because of the fatigue of the body, the young man's voice is also different from when he was alive, more lazy, as if he would fall asleep if he opened his mouth.

"Go ahead."

"What do you want to hear, my lord, the sinner Lan Zhuqing, you know everything, and you can talk endlessly!" Lan Zhuqing said with a pale face.

"Let's talk about making animals first."

Lan Zhuqing touched the golden hoop on her wrist and smiled wryly.

In addition to arranging his "behind affairs" this night, he also prepared a frank and lenient confession. After all, the truth is the same no matter where he is. If he pleases the warden, he might be able to live comfortably in that damn place. Some.

He no longer hesitated at the moment, and explained all the situation of the population trading in Yongshen City clearly.

There is naturally a huge amount of profit behind this. As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind. This monster lives among humans and enjoys convenience, which is worse than ghosts. Of course, more money is better.

Moreover, as the human economic system becomes more and more complex and mature, the "traditional craft" of monsters relying on magic to make money is no longer feasible. Once they make a move, it will only disrupt the market and harm others and themselves. , and will not allow this kind of behavior of getting rich for a while.

But regardless of karma, there are only a few people who are brave enough to earn this kind of black money.

Lan Zhuqing is that kind of bold and daring one. Don't look at his gentle and jade-like appearance, but in fact he is addicted to desire, chasing fame and fortune, and has a ruthless mind. If he hadn't become a prisoner at this time, he would not be so honest.

Lan Zhuqing got into the mood while talking, and began to pour out, but he talked for a long time, and there were many wonderful embellishments in it, but the warden above didn't even move his eyebrows, let alone praise His initiative, as if everything he said at the moment, in fact, the warden already knew it.

Lan Zhuqing couldn't help but wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, finally stopped, and asked again: "My lord, is there anything else you want to know?"

"Hmm..." The young man responded casually, and Lan Zhuqing's neck suddenly seemed to be gently scraped by a knife, and he immediately sat upright.

Xianminglou on the sofa moved his throat slightly, and curled up his fingers beside him, his eyes also fell on the young man, but his heart felt a bit damn itchy.

"What happened to Xia Yi's daughter and grandson?"

Unexpectedly, Lan Zhuqing seemed to see hope suddenly, and hurriedly shouted: "My lord, this matter really has nothing to do with me. It is King Jin who put his people here, and he is the one who tied me up!"

"Oh," Zhao Qiqiu said: "But I think that auction looks a bit like yours."

Lan Zhuqing's eyes widened in astonishment, and then he hesitated: "Well, I also found out about this later, so I just came up with an idea. I swear, kidnapping a pregnant woman really has nothing to do with me!"

Zhao Qiqiu neither nodded nor shook his head. Under such a gaze that seemed to know everything, Lan Zhuqing was afraid that the other party would be dissatisfied for a while and give him another 200 years, so he immediately poured beans and told everything related to this matter. out.

Zhao Qiqiu really didn't know the details, so he listened carefully, especially the address of the Tibetan, which he kept in his heart.

Waiting for Lan Zhuqing's mouth to dry up, and through covert exposure and blame, throwing most of the responsibility to the local snake bully, he stopped.

"Finished?"

Lan Zhuqing felt that the guillotine was about to fall, swallowed, and said with difficulty: "No... no... Prison, Mr. Warden, let me think again, and, still..."

Under extreme tension, the small movement of the young man raising his hand seemed to be in slow motion, and the blue pupils tightened. In an instant, he felt his wrist was clenched, as if a big hand grabbed him suddenly and pulled him in a certain direction.

An invisible Buddha's light shone on him, the light was very hot and poisonous, as if a heavy hammer was hitting his head, telling him that if it didn't return to its original shape in the next second, it would be rude.

Lan Zhuqing even forgot the screams, looked up at the huge black door that opened to him in the void, and thought desolately in her heart, without feasting and feasting, without beauties to warm the bed, life would be worse than death in such a day!

Throughout the morning, Lan Zhuqing has been actively cooperating, pretending to be obedient and honest, until now, the moment before he disappeared, Zhao Qiqiu caught a glimpse of the ferocious face mixed with hatred and unwillingness, a handsome face Already completely distorted.

Zhao Qiqiu listened to Lan Zhuqing's talk for so long, and the moment was the most comfortable moment, so he couldn't help thinking about it for a while.

Suddenly, Mingminglou's voice sounded in the quiet office: "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Zhao Qiqiu: "..." Why does this sentence sound familiar.

"It's all right," Zhao Qiqiu hurriedly stood up, and when he walked out, he looked at Mingming Building thoughtfully——

With such a strong labor force, can I still use it?

Immediately, the matter of saving lives was assigned to Mingminglou, and Zhao Qiqiu also found an excuse to get out of the way. After separating from Mingminglou, he immediately resorted to blindfolding again and went back to his hotel room.

After getting rid of the blindness, scrubbing himself hard, and throwing himself on the big soft bed, Zhao Qiqiu recalled in bewilderment that when he left, Minglou's complexion seemed to be a little bad again.

It's too hard for me to see it, or to leave, it's really hard for me!

Zhao Qiqiu never expected that within a few seconds of falling asleep, he was shaken through the quilt and was suddenly called up.

Mingminglou's frowning face appeared on top of his head, Zhao Qiqiu squinted his sleepy eyes, and was also stunned: "You...why are you here?"

Shouldn't it be on the way to save people? !

Mingminglou raised the room card in his hand: "It was given by the front desk, get up."

Zhao Qiqiu's brain hasn't turned around yet, but his heart has already raised such love-hate emotions as "Damn", "I can't", "I'm damn—" and so on.

It is impossible to continue to sleep now, so Zhao Qiqiu could only get up silently, and asked symbolically, "What's wrong?"

Mingminglou mentioned an address, which was exactly where Lan Zhuqing mentioned earlier.

Zhao Qiqiu: "..." I'm sorry, I forgot, Zhuang Laoli is not only Mingminglou, but also myself.

Getting into the car of Mingminglou again, this time sitting in the co-pilot, Zhao Qiqiu fell asleep as soon as he got in the car, until he was woken up by Mingminglou.

"Here we are." Mingminglou glanced at him lightly, "I told you not to stay up late, what did you do last night?"

Zhao Qiqiu immediately looked at him blankly, but fortunately, Xianminglou didn't care about the answer, so he got out of the car first.

The car has already driven to the outside of the original urban village, the surrounding roads are somewhat unclear due to the lush weeds, and the residents here are even rarer, and those who should have moved out have already moved out.The two hid themselves again, walked a short distance according to the address, and saw a bungalow.

The white tile wall outside, the emerald green of the antique eaves tiles, the red-painted iron door, and a big lock on the door knocker are solid, and it can't be seen that there is someone inside.

It's just that the surrounding wild flowers are as tall as two people, but the courtyard wall of this small courtyard is clean, not even a single grass has grown up. The two of them looked at each other and knew in their hearts that this was it.

"What—"

At this moment, there was a soft vibrato coming from the door. The cry was very weak, very small, and even weaker.

Zhao Qiqiu made a gesture of invitation, signaling Mingming to go upstairs first.

"You're too lazy." Mingminglou raised his hand, and with a whoosh, his puppet appeared out of nowhere.

The puppet originally wanted to jump over the wall, but it climbed up to the top of the wall and paused for a few seconds. It seemed that it had noticed some obstacles in the wall, so it jumped down again and began to break the iron lock with its bare hands.

Zhao Qiqiu looked at Mingminglou suspiciously: "Why didn't you see it just now, did you put it in the trunk?"

Mingminglou looked back inexplicably: "Is there any question?"

"..."

Imagine the pitiful appearance of the puppet hugging its knees and curling up in the trunk. Zhao Qiqiu couldn't help mourning for a few seconds for it, and also for a few seconds for himself. Anyway, the back is also his own... But before the puppet broke the lock, Zhao Qiqiu suddenly let out a sigh .

Looking carefully at the puppet's eyes, Zhao Qiqiu couldn't help but feel a little strange.

What's wrong with this kid?

I saw that the puppet in Mingminglou was different from before, it had five senses!

Although the brows, eyes, mouth and nose are all rough and perfunctory with a marker pen, and they look like cartoon characters, but there is a difference between having facial features and not having them.It turned out that the faceless puppet gave people a gloomy and weird feeling, and its temperament was even more illusory, but now it is not the case, so silly!

"Did you even cut its hair?"

It wasn't Zhao Qiqiu's illusion, the puppet's original short hair was even shorter now, as if it was suddenly bitten by a dog, and the "dog" was right beside him, looking at his puppet expressionlessly.

Mingming said: "I even gave it a name."

Zhao Qiqiu: "You have a thick skin too." Do you have the face to face it You, what kind of bad master is this!

"It's called Puppet One."

"..." You are a scumbag.

A smile suddenly appeared in Xianminglou's eyes, even though it was fleeting, it was still caught by Zhao Qiqiu.

Zhao Qiqiu resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and thought, well, anyway, looking at it this way, this puppet looks a bit different from "Wu Bainian".

Hearing a crisp click in his ears, the puppet looked back at them innocently holding the two locks.

Zhao Qiqiu: "..." Hey, why do I feel innocent?

Mingminglou made a gesture, and the puppet raised his arm and threw the disused iron lock into the distance, and the two iron locks disappeared into the distance like two shooting stars.

Zhao Qiqiu: "..." Hey, throwing it like this is not only dangerous, but also kind of stupid!Damn it, why are those two eyebrows drawn so thick!

Zhao Qiqiu looked at the puppet again and again, but Mingminglou took it for granted and accepted it, and the two followed the puppet into the yard.

It turned out that the patio of the small courtyard was welded to death by iron bars in all directions. According to the gap, let alone people, it was difficult for birds to get in and out.

As seen from the outside, there was not a single grass in the entire yard, so the lambs in the corner lay down on the ground hungry, bleating weakly.

Seeing someone coming in, the lambs were silent for a few seconds, then shook their furry heads and huddled together in a panic.

With a bottle of water in his left hand and a piece of cake in his right, Zhao Qiqiu tempted the bleating lambs, "Come on, brother, I have food and drink here, and I will take you to find your mother later."

Lambs are much more difficult to coax than donkeys, and they scrambled to hide in all directions, until a pure white lamb like a cloud watched for a while, bleating and approached, and then the other lambs rushed forward.

Not long after, the lamb choked and rolled aside, turning into a four or five-year-old boy.