genius psychologist

Chapter 204 [Prison Killer]

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Because of the fight in the dining hall, all were sent back to their cells.

The iron gate was locked again.

Chen Dong leaned against the stone wall with his arms folded, and looked outside through the iron gate.

He scanned all the cells in his sight sharply, and found that almost most of them were double cells, but very few were single cells.

These guys who can live in a single room are extremely dangerous elements.

"Hey, you're in trouble (Hey, you're in trouble!)" Tony Jawa in the cell slowly walked over, leaning on the iron gate with one hand, Xiao followed the other's line of sight with interest Looking into the distance.

At the corner of the second floor, there was a burly man wearing a black vest, staring at this side with contemptuous eyes.

Chen Dong frowned slightly. He actually knew who that person was, but in order to avoid revealing that he had investigated things in the prison, he asked casually: "Who is he?" (Who is he?)

"Jonah!"

Tony Java said as if watching a play: "he is... (He is your old friend, Roger Morris' mortal enemy.)"

"...(The two of them were arrested together, and Jonah was under the arm of the rich arms dealer.)"

Chen Dong stared deeply at the burly man "Jonah" in the distance.

"so?"

"What will happen to him?"

Tony Jawa laughed jokingly, gently pressed the joints of his fingers, made a slight "da da" sound, and then said: "Wait, he will wait for an opportunity, and then teach you a good lesson."

Word to here.

Tony Java reminded with deep meaning: "I don't want to provoke Roger Morris, but that doesn't mean no one will touch you."

With a hoarse voice, he spoke slowly, like the tone of a senior teaching a junior.

"There are ten rules in prison, whether you obey them or not, you will pay a heavy price for them."

"One of them is, don't stand in line casually."

"No matter what kind of friendship you have outside the prison, others may not value you after you come in."

"But trust me, you're definitely the first thing their enemies will target."

After finishing speaking, Tony Java slowly returned to the bed and lay down for a while, looking forward to what would happen next.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.

People die every month in prison, just to see who is so unlucky and gets elected.

In his opinion, the rookie in front of him obviously has no experience in prison, and his ability to fight is average. As long as this kind of person is targeted, he will almost never end well.

……

Bangkok, Thailand.

In the cramped room of an underground casino.

There was a tumbling movement on the big bed, and the quilt shook violently, and a woman's coquettish laughter came from inside.

In an extremely evocative scene, a pair of underpants flew out from under the quilt.

However, at the moment when people were about to communicate with each other in depth, the ringing phone suddenly rang.

He hesitated for a moment.

A man with a naked upper body, a slightly bloated figure, and a gold chain hanging around his neck climbed up impatiently.

Obviously Yaxing was disturbed by this sudden call.

With a puffy belly, the man picked up the landline phone with a click.

A woman's voice came over the phone, speaking in pure London English, she spoke in a rambling manner, and finally revealed a number.

"Three million dollars (300 million dollars!)"

All of a sudden, the man suddenly confirmed with mad joy: "dollars? (U.S. dollars?)"

"Yes...(Yes, $300 million!)" the woman repeated seriously.

The bloated and obese man grinned and said, "No problem... (No problem at all, put it on me!)"

Say it, beep!
The phone hangs up.

Then there was a buzzing sound from the fax machine, and suddenly a printed photo came out of it.

The corner of the man's mouth was raised slightly and he picked it up to take a look. It was a black and white photo of a wanted prisoner standing in the background of the height measurement.

The fax machine continued to ring, and the second fax was the details of the target person.

Including name, age, personality, and criminal imprisonment, as well as the ability to be good at, as well as related conditions in the prison, etc.

What surprised him was that he thought that the price would be something difficult to deal with in the prison, but he didn't expect it to be a young man who had just been imprisoned.

And there is no background in the prison, and there is no big boss to take care of him.

He slowly calmed down and thought that if the employer could afford the price, it meant that the person must be of sufficient value, and he might have hidden some important information that he hadn't told himself.

But if it is just to kill one person, the current information is enough.

Especially this person has entered the Bangwang Central Prison, no matter what power or background the other party has outside.

After entering the prison, all these conditions will become invalid.

No matter how capable you are, you have just entered the prison and don't have a deep understanding of the situation inside, so this is an excellent opportunity to make a move.

A cruel smile flashed across his face, he picked up his phone and glanced at it. The employer's 30% deposit had already been paid, indicating that the buyer's financial strength was no problem at all.

He picked up the pants on the ground and put them on slowly.

He glanced coldly at the woman who had been completely pulled out on the bed. She was so frightened that she covered her head with a quilt and was trembling.

The most taboo thing in their business is to leak information, but this time the employer sent it by fax, and the woman didn't see the photo.

Thinking of this, he opened the drawer, picked up two stacks of cash, threw them over, and said, "(Take the money and get out!)"

Hearing this, the woman turned pale with fright, quickly picked up the underwear on the ground, put it on, and left with the money in her arms.

……

moment.

The bloated man squinted his eyes, then took out his mobile phone and made a call.

A single cell in the remote Bangwang Central Prison.

Under the bed was a crimson sandalwood box, which was exactly the same as the one left by the 18 people back then. At this time, there was a faint movement in the box.

The man who was dozing off on the bed opened his eyes instantly, then pulled up the sandalwood box under the bed, and took out a thick Buddhist scripture book inside.

Opening this thick Buddhist scriptures, there was actually a small rectangular depression that was hollowed out inside.

Inside lay an old cell phone.

The guy lay back on the bed, stuck the pillow and quilt in a dead corner, and then connected the call.

"Hi!" he yelled lazily.

The bloated man grinned and said: "Help me kill a person (help me kill a person!)"

"$900!" The man smiled and took out a cigarette and dropped it to his mouth. He believed that the price was attractive enough, and this was not the first time the two had cooperated.

The man lying in the prison cell said coldly, "name! (name!)"

"One Chinese, Chen Dong! (One Chinese, Chen Dong!)" The obese man took a puff of cigarette with a smile.

The man in the prison cell responded with little hesitation: "First money (give the first money first!)"

After that, he hung up the phone with a beep.

No one could have imagined that the real identity of this lazy and seemingly harmless man was actually a professional prison killer.

He lingers in prisons all over the world, and solves the target person in the prison for his employer, and then moves to the next place after his sentence is released.

So to be precise, he is the real prison slicker.

　Thanks to "Lu Yinhong", "Yue Zhan Baigui" and "Xiaochaochaochaochaochaoren" for their recent rewards. Due to the pressure of various parties, I can only spare time to open an online article with a theme that is more acceptable to many people.

　　
　
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