Chapter 109 Section 4

After leaving the Yutuo family's house, they saw the detention center of the District Public Security Bureau before they realized that they were in the northeast suburb of Lhasa.Like fish that escaped the net by chance, the two slipped past the net with lingering fears. They peeked at the closed iron gate of the detention center and the police car in front of the gate. They couldn't help sticking out their tongues and quickened their pace. Prince Chambord said: "We haven't committed a crime, have we? All the suspicions and accusations are framed, right? Then why are we as frightened and treacherous as the real fugitive murderers?"

Mesa said: "Termon can explain this problem. Religious activities such as rituals, rituals, offerings, prayers, initiations, blessings, etc. will form a strong external pressure and urge people's psychological changes. And psychological changes It will make people change roles in an instant, from an ordinary person to a dakini protector or a terma owner who is bestowed by Guru Rinpoche. This is how many Tertons have achieved success. We also have a psychological state under external pressure. Machine change, no, it’s aberration. When the police, lamas, society, and public opinion all think you are a fugitive murderer, you will also switch roles and have the guilt and fear that only fugitive murderers have, and even you will instantly discard cowardice and kindness. Really kill someone to fit what circumstances have shaped you."

Prince Chambord gave a jolt and said, "Will I kill someone?" Mesa said seriously: "You will, and so will I." Prince Chambord looked at Mesa in surprise: "Why do you say that?" Mesa looked vigilantly at a gate inlaid with a police badge on the left, pulled Prince Chambord and said, "We don't come from here, do we?" That's an open door.A few policemen suddenly ran out from the gate, followed by a long and thick team, running and flooding towards them.Prince Chambord turned and ran, but it was too late.Mesa tugged at him with a pale face, and closed his eyes tremblingly: Grab it, grab it, it's doomed anyway.

The police formation suddenly split from the middle and surrounded them. Some black and blue police uniforms scraped past them, and they suddenly felt the black clouds pressing down on them, and there was chaos.As if to keep them in terror for a while longer, the hands that caught the criminals never reached out to grab them.The police were still running, still surrounded, four or five floors inside and outside.They squatted subconsciously, holding their heads, like two criminals who have been captured, honestly, without saying a word. Suddenly, it was bright, and the last row of policemen brushed past them and faded away.Prince Chambord put down his hand and glanced at it, as if he didn't believe it. After a while, he pulled Mesa to stand up.

Mesa stared at the policemen running in formation on the highway and asked, "Why, they didn't come to arrest us?" Facing the gate inlaid with the police badge and the bronze plate on the gate post, Prince Chambord saw the words "Autonomous Region People's Police School" written on the bronze plate, and said with a sigh of relief: "It turns out that they are students who practice running. They They will definitely not recognize us, and the police will not be able to post a wanted notice at their home." "But the warrant was on TV," Mesa said. Prince Chambord said: "You are a student. You know that there are generally no TVs in student dormitories, and most people don't want to go to the big classrooms to watch them, unless it is a festival, or the World Cup or the Olympics."

They quickly left the police academy, walked for less than half an hour, and saw the Lhasa Prison again. "I feel unlucky that the road is full of these agencies, like it's aimed at the two of us," Mesa said. Prince Chambord said: "It should be said that it is auspicious. The police would not have thought that we would be showing off in detention centers, police schools, and prisons. These places are precisely the weakest fortifications, especially prisons. He is the final destination of criminals, not escaped. You don’t need to be wanted here.” He said, he came to the high wall of the prison, and waved to the sentinel on the tower.

The lonely sentinel smiled friendly, his eyes swept over Mesa. Mesa held his heartbeat and said, "He was staring at me like he recognized me." Prince Chambord said: "He is not looking at fugitives, but women." The two walked forward and came to the woods diagonally opposite the prison.Prince Chambord said: "What I'm worried about now is how to take the road below. From here to the Potala Palace, there can be no vacuum of arrest warrants. Maybe even sparrows and crows can recognize us. There are no shops along the way. We can't make up, let alone Luca set up by the police."

Mesa said: "Then you hurry up and think of a way. What are you doing hiding in front of the prison? It seems that you are ready to go in at any time." Prince Chambord said: "There is a way, it depends on whether there is a chance to realize it." They waited for more than two hours and it was afternoon.Prince Chambord said dejectedly: "We have an opportunity now, but we can't take advantage of it. The Potala Palace will be closed soon." Mesa said, "You mean we're going to spend the night here?" There was still a bit of food left by the skeleton killer, and they ate separately, hugging each other, and stayed up until night, a long night.As soon as the sun came out, Prince Chambord dragged Mesa out of the woods.Along with the sun, they saw a van converted from a prison van.The truck drove out from the gate of the prison, and the words "Lhasa Prison" were clearly printed on the driver's door, and it was obvious at a glance that it was a daily vehicle for the prison.

Prince Chambord said in a low voice: "It must have gone to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. Stop it. It is impossible for the police to check the cars in the prison." "The driver would have turned us right over to the police," Mesa said. Prince Chambord said: "It is generally impossible. Most of the people who drive the life car are canteen administrators. When the TV broadcasts the news, that is, when the arrest warrant is broadcast, the cafeteria is having dinner. It is impossible for the administrators to go home and watch TV." Mesa said, "What if? What if he reads the paper?"

Prince Chambord said: "What are you talking about? We are betting on our lives. It mainly depends on luck. If we need to open the 'Seven Tara Gate', the Dakini protector will bless us with luck." Turning around, he walked to the middle of the road, plopped and knelt down towards the approaching truck, held up ten yuan and shouted, "Good man, good man, give us a ride, there are no buses or taxis here, but My legs are gone." The driver stopped the car, poked his head out the window, and waved him vigorously, telling him to go away.He kowtowed and knelt Messala to the ground again.

Seeing a beautiful girl kowtow to him, the driver softened his heart and asked, "Where are you from?" Prince Chambord stood up and said, "We belong to the Yuda family, and we are going to the Potala Palace." The driver said, "But I'm not going to the Potala Palace, I'm going to the farmer's market." Prince Chambord said: "Just in time, we are also going to the farmer's market to buy some offerings for the Potala Palace." Then, he gave ten yuan to the driver, motioned for Mesa to enter the cab, and went to open the compartment door from behind, jumped went in. The car starts.Mesa was sitting in the passenger seat, her big beautiful eyes flickering, saying this and that to the driver. The driver glanced at her from time to time, and said happily: "I purchase three times a week. On Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday mornings, if you take a ride in the future, you will wait at the gate of the prison." After a while, he said, "From your place to the prison, It will take at least half an hour to walk, if you have something urgent, you can call me, and I can pick you up." He said a phone number, and repeatedly urged, "Remember, you must remember." Mesa obediently repeated the phone number twice and said, "I will never forget this number." As he spoke, he picked up the prison guard's cap of the driver in front of the car, put it on his head playfully, and then took out the mirror from his bag After taking a photo, he asked, "Do you think I look like a policeman?" The driver glanced at her, smiled and shook his head. Mesa said: "Not like it? I know why it doesn't look like it. I'm not wearing a police uniform." As he spoke, he took off the driver's police uniform from the back of the driver's seat, put it on himself, and looked in the mirror again, "Does it look like that?" Like? Not like?" At this moment, they passed Luca.The police who set up the checkpoint saw that it was a prison car, and then saw that there was a female prison guard sitting next to the driver, and beckoned them to pass. Prince Chambord and Mesa arrived at the farmer's market without incident. After bidding farewell to the driver, they pretended to pick vegetables and lowered their heads.Wanted posters were posted everywhere, and Prince Chambord saw two of them at a glance.He leaned over, memorized the reporting number on the wanted notice, and whispered to Mesa, "Go, go over there, there is the wholesale market." In the agricultural product wholesale market, there are trucks full of goods, some of which come from Duilongdeqing, Dazi and Linzhou counties.These three counties are relatively close to Lhasa, and some people transport the local highland barley, peas, potatoes and other agricultural products to Lhasa for wholesale.Prince Chambord raised his head as soon as he arrived here. He felt that since the Lhasa police believed that the fugitive was still in Lhasa, they would not post the arrest warrant to other counties.Wholesalers in other counties generally travel at night, do business in the morning, and rush back in the afternoon or evening. They have no time to watch TV or read newspapers. Even if they see wanted notices in the wholesale market, they have no time to read them carefully. appearance.He took Mesa around, looking at everyone indifferently, and everyone looked at them indifferently.Relieved, he asked for a cell phone from Mesa and walked towards a truck from Dazi County. In the cab of the truck, a middle-aged man in a top hat was on the phone. Prince Chambord stood outside the car, looking at the middle-aged man with a smile, and when the middle-aged man finished making the phone call, he immediately went up to him, held up his mobile phone and ten yuan and said, "Hi boss, my mobile phone is out of battery, I have a It's urgent, please use your mobile phone, I'll give you ten yuan." The middle-aged man handed the phone out of the window but did not answer the money: "Forget the phone bill, brother." Prince Chambord smiled all over his face, bowed down and put his palms together to thank him, and took his cell phone.He walked to one side, dialed the report number on the arrest warrant, and said in a low voice in Tibetan, "I saw the people you want to arrest. A man and a woman are at the gate of Ganden Monastery." The other party asked him what he was doing. .He said it was for business.I asked his name again, and he said that I was afraid of retaliation and dared not say it.Then hang up the phone. Prince Chambord returned the phone, thanked him again, and told Mesa to leave the agricultural product wholesale market immediately. Mesa said: "As long as Bixiu calls back, your trick will be exposed immediately." Prince Chambord said: "It's a pity that the report phone number is no longer available." He stretched out his five fingers, shook the stolen mobile phone card, and put it on his body. "Come here and return it to him later." He added, "The main police force of the Serious Case Investigation Squad will go to the Ganden Monastery in Dazi County soon. As long as we lose the eyes of the police, we can enter Potala safe and sound today." Palace. As for the common people who read the arrest warrant, they are easy to be fooled, wigs, sunglasses, and hooded pulu, three things can fool them.”