At this time, a cook just came back from outside.

She was amazed when she saw the sumptuous meal on the tray in Jack's hand.

The fat chef glared at her and said, "Why are you so dazed? Go back to work."

The cook went to her companions who were busy at work.

"Why send those precious foods to the cell? Is the king a guest in the castle?"

"You really wonder why the king is here. I'm afraid the queen won't even come!"

"I heard that the pianist was causing trouble in the dungeon. He was not satisfied with the food there, and even snatched the cell key, all the cell keys, from the guard. It was really scary. These delicacies were used in exchange for the cell keys."

"But why do they want to lock up the pianist? Does the second lady know about this?"

"God knows why she was locked up. I heard the pianist was working very hard on the beach!"

"He works hard at what he does. He looks thin. I also like to do some things at the beach, but it's not possible without good health."

"What are you thinking about? Stop thinking nonsense!"

"Who is thinking nonsense? What do you think I am talking about?"

"Haha, were you talking about picking up shells on the beach?"

"Shell, I like this!"

Jack pouted, those cooks were talking nonsense every day.

He couldn't understand most of these conversations.

For example, if the pianist is locked up, what does it have to do with the second lady?

For example, why is it worth working so hard on the beach?

Another example is what the hell are shells? Jack doesn’t like eating shells.

But he thinks there are many ways to get the key back.

What a shame to give such good veal to the prisoners in the dungeon!

When Jack left with the tray, he turned a corner and returned to his bedroom.

From a hidden corner, I found a small bottle.

Jack tilted the bottle, shook his finger gently, and carefully sprinkled the powder in the bottle into the bottle of wine.

"Haha, if you drink this bottle of wine, you won't be fussing about eating all day long!"

These powders were bought by Jack at a high price from a pharmacist two months ago.

He had some insomnia at that time. Anyone who has to slaughter several sheep or a cow every day will suffer from insomnia, right?

But lately, Jack rarely needs the powders.

He only needs this on a certain day when the animals are not being slaughtered.

Now these medicinal powders can be put to greater use.

Jack's movements were careful enough, and the powder fell into the bottle little by little.

There is about one-twentieth of the medicinal powder in the medicine bottle, after entering the wine bottle.

Jack slowly put away the pill bottle.

"It should be almost done. These should be enough for a pianist."

At this time, I heard footsteps coming from the corridor outside.

Jack's hand trembled, and when he loosened his grip, the medicine bottle almost fell into the wine bottle.

Although he squeezed the medicine bottle tightly in time, the entire bottle of medicine powder was poured into the wine bottle.

"Damn, this is too much. Even if you feed it to a cow, it will make that guy sleep for half a month. Maybe he will sleep to death!"

"They are all a prisoner anyway. Besides, it's not poison. Even if something really happened, it shouldn't be found out!"

Jack gritted his teeth, picked up the tray again and walked towards the dungeon.

He believed that what he was doing now would definitely gain the friendship and respect of the dungeon guards.

Although Payne destroyed a very interesting toy.

But what can the Baroness do to her son?

She looked at the fragments on the ground, sighed, and asked someone to call the castle's carpenter over as soon as possible.

In the eyes of everyone's reproach and contempt, Payne left the hall.

It came alone to the hospital room of its father and Colonel Barrett.

Father is still asleep.

Colonel Barrett is still unconscious.

Haha, this ward is now under the control of Little Payne!

If it wasn't a very important thing to do urgently, Payne would really like to get a white coat.

And he walked around the ward with a stethoscope hanging around his neck,

Payne walked up to Barrett, lifted up the blanket, and saw the thick ring inlaid with gems on the colonel's sausage-like finger.

He stretched out his hand and pulled it, and the ring was firmly embedded on the chubby finger, with a look of "I just can't get off it."

Payne doesn't like to be rejected, whether the other person is a man or a woman.

He stretched out his two hands and grasped the ring with one hand and Colonel Barrett's finger with the other.

I tried applying force to both sides, but it still didn't work.

"Scorpion, Scorpion, try harder and pull me out of hell," Barrett muttered.

Payne was startled, quickly dropped Barrett's finger, and took a few steps back.

Fortunately, Colonel Barrett did not wake up, and after shouting those two shouts, there was no further movement.

"Dang-dang, Dang-dang" Penn was startled, turned his head and looked at the place where the sound came from.

There was a little black face with fangs lying on the glass window of the room.

Lemur, why did Mr. Jacket come here?

Does it not trust its own abilities that much?

The lemure saw Payne looking towards him, stretched out a sharp claw and pointed behind Payne.

Payne followed the lemure's finger and saw a shelf with a washbasin in the corner near the door. There was a wooden basin of water and a box on it.

It understood what the lemure meant. The wooden basin was very thick, so if you give it to Colonel Barrett, you wouldn't have to worry about him suddenly waking up.

Payne strode to the door, picked up the washbasin, and walked towards Colonel Barrett.

Xie Sheng didn't know what the skinned demon Payne was up to, anyway, it wasn't something he reminded it to do.

He shook his head vigorously, stretched out a paw, and made a motion of going back, going back.

This time Payne understood something. He walked back and put the tub back on the shelf.

The lemure's finger was still pointing at the shelf.

Payne returned to the wooden frame. He didn't understand what the lemure wanted to do. Could it be that he wanted to use the wooden frame to break the glass window?

But that would bring in the guards from outside.

It went to the window, pulled out the latch, and opened the window.

Payne whispered to the lemur in a mocking tone.

"Mr. Jacket, you don't need to go to so much trouble. The window is easy to open."

"Little Penn, I mean the soap in that box, put some soap on the colonel's fingers."

"Yes, Mr. Jacket, you are really smart!"

Payne returned to the washstand, took the soap out of the box, soaked it in the washbasin, and returned to Barrett.

"Mr. Colonel, why are your hands so dirty? Little Penn is here to clean them for you."

Payne carefully helped the colonel apply a thick layer of soap on his fingers.

This time, he still grabbed the colonel's ring and finger with both hands, and used force together.

It was easy to take off the ruby ​​ring from the colonel's finger.
Chapter completed!