This was definitely an accident. In addition to the ball flying in the sky, there were seven or eight strong men with naked upper bodies and sweat all over. Some of them were staring at the spinning ball in the air, while the eyes of one or two others were quietly focused on Dulin.
Facing the group of people rushing towards them, Du Lin chose to step aside. His eyes were firmly fixed on these people, trying to tell whether anyone among them was plotting against him. He didn't believe it was an accident. Injury or even death during a handball game was nothing new. Perhaps the opponent wanted to use this method to create the illusion of his accidental death.
So he chose to get out of the way, let alone catch the ball. A group of people ran past him. It seemed that everyone was chasing the ball, but Dulin still found one of them running and chasing. A very brief hesitation and pause. It was this seemingly hesitant step that made Du Lin find him. He watched calmly as the guy and a group of people scrambled for a while before running back to the center of the playground. He raised his chin at Dufo, then turned and left.
Du Lin was not afraid that these people came to assassinate him and take action. He was afraid that these people would not take action all day long, preventing him from doing something wholeheartedly.
The dinner whistle sounded very punctually. The one-hour break time before dinner every day is enough to reflect humane management. It is said that some prisons only have one or two break times every week or month, and they are extremely short. Therefore, It can be seen that the warden is actually a good and good person.
After dinner, there is still thirty minutes of free time. Most people usually choose to rest and stay quietly. During the last ten minutes, the prison guards will arrange for everyone in need to take a shower. Generally speaking, not many people need to take a bath in winter. After all, the weather is already very cold, but some muscular guys obviously don't think so. They enjoy sweating through intense activities as if they were in the summer, and taking a ten-minute shower every day is also their daily routine.
After watching each strong man take off his clothes and enter the bathroom, Du Lin stood up and took off his prison uniform - he bought one, a prison uniform produced by the prison itself and costing no more than 20 cents, for two yuan. Money price deal. Each of them walked into the bathroom with a towel. Opening the faucets one by one caused the hot water to immediately increase the temperature in the bathroom and filled the room with water mist, making it almost impossible to see the appearance of the person in front of them.
A strong man was humming a tune and rubbing his body under the shower. He squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying the squeaking sound when his palms rubbed against his skin. Before he came in, he knew his mission, which was to kill Dulin as much as possible. No matter what method he used, as long as he did this, he would not only get a huge reward for him, but also get a certain degree of reward. of asylum.
It's a good thing that someone is willing to protect guys like them, which is equivalent to giving them a ladder to the upper class. Most gang members would feel that the only difference between themselves and Godol is a person who is willing to extend a hand. Now that someone has extended a hand, he just needs to seize the opportunity.
He considered taking away Du Lin's life in a more direct way, but he felt that doing so would be difficult for him. Blatant murder in prison means that the sentence will be extended, and the specific time will be judged according to the mood of the warden.
Maybe it's a week, maybe it's seventy years!
Therefore, he felt that while there was still enough time, he should create some "accidents" as much as possible to make Dulin's death relatively "simple".
No one would form an investigation team to investigate any possibility for a dead person. This is not the capital, and no one is so leisurely!
He squeezed a little liquefied soap into the groove cut out of the stone wall and smeared it all over his body and face. Just as he closed his eyes and hummed a tune to clear up his personal livelihood problems, a figure pushed away the mist, Appear behind him.
It's Dufo.
His feet never left the ground, and were always sliding forward, so that there would be no sound of footsteps every time he lifted and landed his feet. He turned around and stood back to back with the strong man. Then he tightly held the towel twisted into a rope in his hand, took a deep breath, raised his arms as high as possible, and when he felt that When his towel caught something, he suddenly bent forward and at the same time folded his arms and put them in front of his chest.
The sudden change made the strong man struggle. His inner world was full of fear at this time. He did not expect that his identity might be exposed just by meeting him. He wanted to shout, but his neck was tightly strangled so that he could not shout loudly. He kept twisting his body, hoping to slide off Dufo's body, but the next second, he felt someone stuck his arm and pulled down hard. His face was covered with a towel, and the water sprayed from the shower wet the towel covering his face. The slightest possibility of breathing was cut off at this moment.
He was struggling crazily, and every minute and every second of his life was passing by. He was indeed very strong, but he could never lift a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy up with one hand. The sound of water splashed on his face, and as he struggled, it splashed on the ground. His struggle became weaker and weaker, and Du Fu also breathed a sigh of relief.
In about two minutes, his body completely relaxed and there was no longer any struggling movement. The people around him left in an orderly manner, leaving only a dead body and a towel covering his face.
When the steam dissipated, the prison guard responsible for cleaning the bathroom just glanced at the body on the ground and continued his work. Isn’t it normal for someone to die “accidentally” in prison? He even thought about why this guy died - he must have slipped and fell into a coma, and then was suffocated to death by the towel covering his face.
Look, what a reasonable inference
It was a quiet night, so quiet that not even a police whistle sounded.
Du Lin slept soundly, but the people lying in other rooms were not so peaceful.
People died, and those who died were their accomplices. They had no idea that an accident would happen not long after the operation started. Not only can they not question it, but they have to pretend to be spectators tomorrow morning.
Damn it!
This fucking mission!
(End of chapter)