After wearing the book, I became the mother of three villains

Chapter 179 Good Escape from the Dungeon
The dungeon area of ​​the Patrol Mansion is not large, and the small thieves who cause trouble in the town will not be locked up here on weekdays. There are only about 40 cells, and there are some cells that are not used all year round. The fences are almost broken, so there are no off people.

Not to mention the cold and damp in the prison, each cell is also very small, and three or four of them are locked up, which is really crowded.

When the two came to the entrance, they saw Xue Chang who was yawning half leaning against the stone wall, drowsy as if he hadn't woken up.

"Xue Chang! What are you doing, still not waking up?!"

He was alert, his eyes wide open.

"Ah, Brother Zheng...Brother Lin!"

Zheng An scolded Xue Chang all over his head and face: "What did I say when I left in the morning? Be more careful, be more careful, and you will become like this? It's broad daylight, and you still want to take a nap? What if you leave the dungeon?" What a mistake, let me see how you explain it to the policeman and the brothers! Where is Chen Jinren? Aren't you two together?"

Only then did Xue Chang fully wake up, and he felt a sudden fear.

He replied: "Chen Jin has gone to prison, and said he would hang around to see the situation."

But when the consciousness came back, Xue Chang suddenly felt very strange: "I clearly slept well last night, why did I doze off?"

Zheng An didn't care if he slept well or not, he only hated the iron and said: "Why don't you blow the cold wind to wake up your mind?"

The two were talking, when Lin Wei suddenly asked, "How long has Chen Jin been away?"

Xue Chang thought that Lin Rong would scold him too, but he didn't expect him to ask Chen Jin, so he replied honestly: "It took a while, Brother Zheng left the dungeon in the morning, and he went in."

Zheng An was taken aback for a moment: "This, it will take two quarters of an hour, right?"

The two looked at each other, only to see Lin Rong sniffing his nose, his face darkening: "There is something wrong with the smell!"

Before Xue Chang could react, Zheng An's expression had changed: "Brother Lin, did you smell it?"

Zheng An took a deep breath and felt that there was indeed a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

But because it was spring, there were also blooming plants on the patrol mansion, and the smell was so weak that people could easily ignore it.

Xue Chang also sniffed, and asked puzzledly, "Are there flowers planted near the dungeon?"

Lin Rong didn't explain too much, and ordered with a cold face: "Cover your mouth and nose with your sleeve, and don't breathe. Zheng An will follow me in, and Xue Chang will stand guard outside."

When the two entered the dungeon holding torches, Xue Chang realized belatedly, could it be that he was drugged and fell asleep?
Xue Chang's back was suddenly wet with cold sweat—if it was true, would Brother Lin and Brother Zheng be in danger?

Lin and Zheng quickly entered the dungeon, and they saw Chen Jin lying unconscious on the ground at a glance.

Zheng An stepped forward quickly, sniffed his breath, breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and said to Lin Zhi, "I just fell asleep."

Lin Zhi looked serious, he didn't take Zheng An in hastily, but whispered: "Take him to a ventilated place outside the dungeon."

Zheng An understood what he meant, and couldn't help worrying: "If the people in the dungeon light the incense, I'm afraid they've been prepared...Brother Lin may be in danger if he goes in alone, why don't we go out together first, let's do it later." Intend."

What he said made sense.

When the dungeon was built, there was only one exit.

If the people in the dungeon lighted the incense and wanted to use it to escape, as long as they could not escape, they would not be able to escape even with wings.

They went out and called someone, and it was the safest way to catch the turtle in the urn.

But Lin Rong had his own judgment, he just shook his head and said, "You take Chen Jin away first."

Zheng An knew that Lin Zhi always said what he said, so instead of arguing with him and wasting time, it would be better for him to take the unconscious Chen Jin away first.

Thinking of this, Zheng An picked up Chen Jin and went out of the dungeon.

Obviously the distance was not long, but with the torch in one hand and Chen Jin, who couldn't use his strength in the other, Zheng An was sweating profusely within a few steps.

When he saw the light outside, he unknowingly inhaled a lot of fragrance, and his mind began to feel dizzy.

"Brother Zheng?" Xue Chang, who was guarding outside, yelled, jumping a few feet high, "What's wrong with Chen Jin?!"

His voice was raised to a sharp level, and when Zheng An heard the pain in his head, he yelled back with a higher voice: "Didn't you see that he was sleeping like a dead pig? Why don't you come help and stand there screaming?" ?!"

When Xue Chang heard that Chen Jin had just fallen asleep, he let go of the trembling heart hanging in his throat.

He hurried forward two steps and took Chen Jin over.The weight of the grown man fell on his arm all of a sudden, almost crushing Xue Chang.

"I knew it was stupid, Chen Jin was going to sink to death..."

Zheng An stood at the vent and took a few deep breaths of the air blown from outside, only then did he feel his mind cleared up a lot.

He ordered: "Stay here and don't go away. Find a way to wake Chen Jin up. I'll go in and see how Brother Lin is doing."

Xue Chang wanted to say something, but saw that Zheng An had turned his head and entered the dungeon again.

Chen Jin was utterly delirious, and slept like a dead man. Xue Chang helped him for a long time, and finally put him in the wind, and made him sit leaning against a tree.

At the same time, he was worrying about how to wake him up, who was sleeping like a dead pig.

On the other side, Zheng An, who hurriedly returned to the dungeon, couldn't hold on just now, and carried Chen Jin with both hands, and the torch had long since disappeared.

He originally wanted to go back to get it, but he thought that Lin Rong was really worried about being alone, so he gritted his teeth and went back into the dungeon again.

Fortunately, although the dungeon was deep, there was only one passage, and there were no obstacles on the way.

Every time you walk a certain distance, a torch will be lit, but you can't see the road.

Not far away, Zheng An saw Lin Roe's figure in front of him.

He quickly walked a few steps and chased after him: "Brother Lin, you haven't encountered any trouble, have you?"

Lin Zhi frowned deeply, holding a torch in his hand, staring at the corner of the dungeon without speaking.

Zheng An was puzzled: "What's wrong..."

He followed Lin Roe's line of sight subconsciously, but broke out in a cold sweat: "Here, why are there so many rats in the dungeon?!"

Under the dim orange light of the torches, along the damp and cold stone wall of the dungeon, a bunch of fat gray mice with big palms gathered densely.

And those mice didn't seem to be afraid of light, even if they were illuminated by torches, they still moved around without making any sound.

The dark dungeon was already unbearably damp, and with the densely packed rats swaying along the walls, it was really frightening.

Lin Zhi’s calm voice came from next to his ears, which made Zheng An feel a little relieved: “People with this kind of incense are good at medicine. Presumably, in addition to the coma-causing incense, there is also a medicine that attracts insects, snakes and rats. some type of."

Zheng An's goosebumps came up, and he felt a numbness in his back molars: "What does the person who burns incense mean? Don't you take advantage of the opportunity to stun the guards so that you can escape from the dungeon?"

(End of this chapter)