Chapter 33 7. Snake Tooth's Readme 1: Ghosts linger

Things have to start with Ma Gan.His arm was broken by me, so I was punished. We rarely see each other, but I can feel that he has been paying attention to me. I know that he wants to take revenge, but he has never acted. Two months ago, when I was eating in the cafeteria, a prisoner stood beside him, and he whispered, Ma Gan wants to talk to you. I said yes, what time. He told me two days later. Two days later, we met in the cafeteria. I haven't seen him for two or three months, he's emaciated, his hands are in his pockets, his legs are shaking. I know he's nervous. I said, why are you looking for me.

He said, I don't want to seek revenge on you. I said yes, what do you want? He said, let me tell you a secret! What do I say secret. He put his mouth close to my ear, he said, you will not come out of this prison alive! After finishing speaking, he laughed and left. Next to him are four other prisoners, they are "five consecutive guarantees". I found that the few prisoners were also very strange. They seemed to have been assimilated by Ma Gan, and they even walked alike. They are one by one, a little dull, with straight eyes, I think they will have problems sooner or later.

You may not have noticed this, though. I was played by him. A few days later, he died. After he died, I often dreamed about him. That dream was very simple, he was always repeating a sentence, you will not get out of this prison alive!You won't get out of this prison alive!You won't get out of this prison alive! Every time I woke up from my dream, I was sweating profusely. Not long after that, I heard that Lin Feng also died. He was my former boss, no one knew about it, and of course, no one knew that I was Snake Fang. I didn't have the idea of ​​jailbreaking at first, but since I heard the news that my eldest brother died, I really can't sit still.

Since I snatched 200,000 in cash, I began to flee on a desperate journey. Using my previous experience as an armed policeman on the border, I knew some methods of dealing with drug dealers on the China-Myanmar border, so I decided to sell drugs.However, my little money was too little, and I was cheated when I started a business. Just when I was penniless and desperate, it was my elder brother who rescued me, and I acted as his thug.I didn't tell him my real name, I just told him that my name is "Snake Fang" and my elder brother is Lin Feng. On the way I accompanied him on a business trip, we met the police, and the box was in Lin Feng's hands at that time.

We were scattered, and when we met again, the box in his hand was gone. He said it was taken by the police. I know he's farting.He was kind to me, and I didn't expose him. Later, I have been looking for the whereabouts of that batch of drugs, but there has been no clue. For this reason, I thought about the whereabouts of the drugs all day long, and I became obsessed day and night. After Lin Feng died, I was very sad, because only he knew the whereabouts of the drugs. One night, I dreamed of him. That dream was weird and scary. Because, he seemed to have shrunk, into a teenager, and he was wearing a school uniform.

He was sitting on a red coffin, behind him was a grassland, the grass was very green, very green, so green that one wanted to grab a handful and put it in one's mouth. Pointing to the coffin, he said, it's down here, right down here, right down here... His voice repeated, like a cassette tape. When I woke up, I was drenched in sweat. I remember that when Lin Feng and I were together, we often went to the Sino-Mongolian border. Could it be that the grassland in our dreams is the Sino-Mongolian border? If he was alive, I wouldn't believe him, but he's dead now. I don't think he will lie to me again.

So, I decided to break out of prison to find the batch of drugs. After I found them, I would go back to the original company and kill the woman and her boss when I had money. Without her, I wouldn't lose confidence in life, hate women, and rob. I'm a bit off topic! I have planned this jailbreak for a long time. I have thought about it before, but I have never had a chance. The high wall, power grid, and 24-hour surveillance by the police made it impossible for me to take advantage of it. I once gave up on this idiotic dream idea. Since the spring of this year, the prison has begun large-scale expansion and reconstruction, and another building has been built in the prison. Every morning, construction workers would file in and leave at night. I seemed to think of a glimmer of life.

To be honest, I am usually an obedient prisoner, otherwise, I would not be honored as an activist for criminal reform, and the leaders of the prison area and the police trust me very much. I do quality inspection of products in the workshop.Because I belong to the "military police" category of criminals, I am under strict management in the prison.However, regulations are regulations, and as time goes by, people will relax. I have a good relationship with the superintendent, and I often buy cigarettes for him. I once told him that I wanted to do more work and earn more effective reward points.Later, he arranged for the work of cleaning and fetching water, which was actually against the regulations.

The relationship between me and him is not only that, he is a man of duty, never greedy for money, he likes to buy lottery tickets, fantasizes that one day he will become a multi-millionaire, and quit his job as a prison guard. He buys various lotteries such as sports lottery, welfare lottery, and of course black lottery. I often bought lottery numbers for him, and by accident, he won the lottery many times, which impressed me a lot. From then on, he couldn't do without me, and I spent all day analyzing the lottery situation and arranging the numbers for him. He chooses the one he likes and buys lottery tickets when he is off duty.

When he was at work, he carried the lottery ticket with him all day long, and occasionally watched it with great enjoyment. Not to brag with you, because of my performance, every year, my monthly effective bonus points are all before 4 points on average, commutation is not a problem.However, the reduction of a year and a half is useless to me. Captain, I was sentenced to 18 years. A baby is an adult. I subtracted a year and a half, and there are more than ten years left. Do I have to spend my youth in this high wall and behind bars?I am really not reconciled. To be honest, do you know why there are so many prison facilities, and there are still escapees?

In the final analysis, it is a human problem. No matter how advanced the equipment, no matter how advanced the system, no matter how impenetrable the high-wall power grid is, they are all controlled by people. The number of prisoners will not lead to insufficient police force. If it is not for the carelessness of the police that day, I will not have an opportunity to take advantage of it. On the day of the prison escape, a new policeman was on duty, in his twenties, and he chatted with the old policemen whenever he had nothing to do. In the afternoon, it was the most exhausting time for the policemen. Some policemen on duty even fell asleep on the workbench. Sleep is also only temporary. A month before this, I found a broken piece of wood downstairs in the newly built cell, which was very old and inconspicuous. So, I hid the wood in the weeds during one of my cleaning trips. After that, I used the time of fetching water to get acquainted with a young migrant worker. He is short, graduated from high school, in his 30s, and loves to smoke. He seems to be a small leader of three or five workers. Take a lottery chart, or play word games. Speaking of familiarity, I just gave him a few packs of cigarettes on the way. Say yes, in fact, throw the cigarette into the flower bed, he understands it, and will naturally go to get it. After he has tasted the sweetness, he often stays in the area of ​​the newly built building intentionally or unintentionally. As long as I meet him every time, I will give him cigarettes. He is a snob and loves to take advantage of small things. Finally one day, while fetching water, I bumped into him again, and I slipped him a note with two words written on the front: "Rope!" A string of bank account numbers and passwords are written on the reverse side. I want to bet heavily on my escape... I didn't see him for a week after that. I feel so disappointed and I call this guy a liar in my heart. A week later, in the midst of my bitter disappointment, I ran into him one afternoon. At that time, I was walking in the direction of the water room, and he was walking in the direction of the prison gate. The two of us were walking on two sides of a 90-degree triangle. He didn't look at me, but casually dropped a cigarette butt on the ground. I didn't touch the cigarette butt and continued to go to the water room. On my way back from the water room to the prison building, I found that cigarette butt was still there. I walked over and threw the butt of the cigarette in my mouth on the ground, and then I bent down and picked up the other cigarette butt. I was uneasy, I didn't know what was in the cigarette butt, and an inexplicable excitement surged in my heart. Maybe this is the silver lining. At night, after rest, I went to the bathroom of the cell to defecate, squatting there with toilet paper in my hand. There was that cigarette butt in the toilet paper, I tore the cigarette butt apart! I saw a note with a sentence written on it: Xiao Dingtu is small. I was so excited that I stayed up all night that day. The next day, I was still doing quality inspection, fetching water, and cleaning without any abnormalities.That careless young policeman actually cared about me while watching me clean the toilet.Ask how long my family has not been here! I said a year. He felt sorry for me. While cleaning, he still did not forget to chat and say hello to the passing policemen. I still think about those four words in my heart: Xiao Ding Tu Xiao What the hell does this mean? The worker also disappeared and I never saw him again. I couldn't figure out where the thing was, and for the next week, I kept studying these four words. I was thinking, he is a migrant worker, at most he has a high school education, so I guess it shouldn't be too difficult for him to come up with this kind of character fan. I know, he's a lottery guy, he studies these things all day, I should start with numerical reasoning. Nothing works. One night, when I looked at the "eternal light" in my bedroom, I suddenly had a new idea. Little Dingtu Xiao... Where is this? What does Xiaoding mean?The size is small, so small can be understood as the number "2" A, B, C, D, D is in the fourth position, which can be understood as the number "4" Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and earth is in the fifth position, which can be understood as the number "5" The size is small, the small is in the second position, which can be understood as the number "2" In this way, after splitting and reasoning, what is in the east means the password "2452". I really can't believe myself, I can guess it, maybe it's because I watched too many spy war dramas before. It is still not enough to get "2452", so I add up these four numbers again, 2+4+5+2=13. In the next few days, whenever I was free, I would lie on the window of the production area and observe the eastern wall. I not only observed the wall, but also observed the situation outside the wall. I passed the cornfield, the rice field, and the woods... and so on for a few more days , I finally found the answer. There are porcelain vase brackets connected to the power grid on the east wall of the prison. There is one at a certain distance. I counted from the north to the south of the wall, counted to the 13th, and determined the location. The next day, in the process of cleaning, with great excitement, I stepped on the layer of soil with my feet and exposed a corner of the rope. I was very happy.