Inside the third supervision infirmary.

A doctor pressed the thigh of the young man selling guns and looked at his back door in surprise: "What did it do? All of this... are torn and turned outward."

"I asked someone to block the toilet. They are bullying... they are forcing..." The young man selling guns pulled his neck and was about to shout.

The police officer stood aside, with his hands behind his back, and asked in a black face: "Talk you, what's going on? Tell me truthfully, don't bite it."

The young man who sold the gun was stunned and looked back at the policeman's face. After a while of silence, he gritted his teeth and replied: "I'm sweeping... when I'm sweeping... when I'm sweeping the snow... when I climbed over the small iron fence in the backyard, I accidentally sat on the spearhead."

"Tell you how many times have you been to keep order when you sweeping the snow. Why do you keep making trouble if you have nothing to do?" The police officer continued to scold: "What do you think you have something wrong with sitting? Be careful next time."

The young man who sold the gun gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The doctor lowered his head and pulled the back door: "You can sit on the railing, which is too accurate? Oh, did you aim at sitting?"

"Okay, please tell me something useful." The policeman roared with a squinted eye.

"Haha." The doctor smiled: "Okay, then I'll deal with it first."

...

Half an hour later.

The old cat walked into the Ministry of Health and looked down at the young man who sold the gun: "Why can't I hold on for a day?"

The young man who sold the gun turned around and cursed with a pale face: "You are so bad."

"Does it hurt?" Lao Mao smiled, lowered his head and took two boxes of face-wiping cream and placed it on the head of the bed: "I want to hurt, can I still use this to see you? OK, go back to wipe it in the evening. I bought these two boxes with my female colleague for fifty dollars, which is also a cheaper one.

The gun seller didn't say anything.

The old cat pulled a chair and sat by the bed, crossed his legs and said, "Brother, don't always think that you have been on the ground for a few years and you understand everything. You said that in these third prisons, there are many people who are not as strong as you are outside, but aren't they also sentenced? Do you also have to do whatever the police officer asks you to do? Do you pretend to behave with me, can you pretend? I just say hello, but I don't know how many prisoners are willing to deal with you for me."

The young man selling guns lay on the bed, blinking his eyes quickly.

"Yes, when you come in, Wu Wensheng will definitely give you some money and shut up. But have you ever thought about it? Is it worth it for you to have 50,000 or 80,000 yuan for ten or eight years?" Lao Mao took a sip of water and continued, "In another two or three years, what is going on outside? Who can say it well? Wu Wensheng will be about to fall down one day. Just like you, what can you do when you go out?! Listen to Brother Mao's advice, you are a gangster, don't take care of what the core of others should take. To put it bluntly, when your case is sentenced in court, can Wu Wensheng remember who you are? It's all a big deal."

The young man who sold the gun was silent for a while, looked back at the old cat and asked, "I'm going to say that, will Wu Wensheng have someone to mess with me in there?"

"You look down on him too highly. I can tell you responsibly that Wu Wensheng is in danger of being protected by himself now. He is really in trouble to survive this." Lao Mao replied, "You don't think about it. If he can really settle these things, can the person who killed his son not be caught yet? Do we dare to check his warehouse casually? So, he has countless holes to block now, so how can he have the energy to deal with you in it?"

"But what if he wants to mess with me inside, what should I do?"

"I will change your name and adjust the supervisor so that he can't find you." Lao Mao said seriously: "I have no other advantages, but it is definitely a nail to spit. If I say I can protect you, I will definitely protect you. If I say I can make you bloom, I will definitely bloom."

"Okay, I'll say." The young man who sold the gun thought for a while, nodded: "But I'm going to be transferred to the prison tonight. I have no shame to stay in the third prison. I know everything."

The old cat was stunned and replied with regret: "You said you don't pretend to be b. Can this happen? Alas, please apply some facial cream quickly. This should be lubricated..."

...

In a restaurant in the city, a bald middle-aged man was having dinner with several friends.

Xiao Jiu pulled the lezi out of the bathroom and asked in a low voice: "Look at him, is that he?"

Lizi glanced at the other party after hearing the sound, looked carefully for a few seconds before nodding.

"Let's go." Xiao Jiu pulled the lezi and walked out of the restaurant slowly.

A few minutes later, the car was in.

Yuan Ke held his shoulder and asked at Lizi, "Is it him?"

"Yes," Lizi nodded: "He was the one who picked us up into Songjiang."

Yuan Ke thought for a while, looked up and ordered the driver: "Okay, drive back first."

The two cars stroked the city streets and drove for a while before returning to the basement of Shiyuan Avenue.

After Lizi was locked up in the room again, Yuan Ke sat on the sofa on the first floor and dialed Wu Wensheng's number: "Hey, uncle?"

"Ah, you said."

"I led the picnic to recognize people." Yuan Ke replied in a low voice: "The one who picked them up into Songjiang was Niu Dong from the Explosion Protection Department."

Wu Wensheng pondered: "In other words, if Ye Zixiao had not yet run out of Songjiang, it is very likely that Niu Dong had arranged a hiding place."

"Yes." Yuan Ke nodded.

"What do you think?" Wu Wensheng asked.

"I think you don't touch Niu Dong for the time being." Yuan Kesilu responded clearly: "Because you want to mess with him, he doesn't spit for the time being, and Ye Zixiao and the others may be shocked."

"Yes." Wu Wensheng nodded.

"I think it's enough to target. If Ye Zixiao hides in Niu Dong, then both sides will definitely meet."

"Yes, just do what you said." Wu Wensheng whispered: "This time I find Ye Zixiao, I must not let him run away."

"I see."

"I'm in trouble, Xiao Yuan."

"It's okay."

"Well, that's it."

After saying that, the two ended the call. Yuan Ke narrowed his eyes and sat on the sofa and muttered: "This Ye Zixiao can't hide it anymore."

...

On the outskirts of Songjiang City, on the way to the Second Supervision Bureau.

The old cat sat in the police detention car, turned his head and looked at the young man who sold the gun and said, "Sit down well."

"Big...Brother, I can't sit well." The young man who sold the gun squatted next to the seat of the big van, with a very painful expression: "I feel that the back door is leaking... I just squatted, and the cool breeze poured into it."

"How about it, I'll plug the whole red wine into you?" The old cat replied in a slut.

"Can you say something human?"

"Haha." Lao Mao smiled and turned around and greeted: "Give him two mats and let him lie on the ground. Say hello to the second prisoner tonight and tell him not to go back to the prisoner and live in the health center."

"I understand." Xiao Taig sat in the passenger seat and replied.

"Okay, tell me." The old cat reached out and handed it to the young man for an electronic cigarette.

The young man took a few puffs and recalled carefully for a long time and replied: "You'd better ask."

"Where did the Wu family's gun get in?" Lao Mao asked bluntly.

After blinking his eyes, the young man responded truthfully: "The Wu family's company is mainly managed by three people. Wu Yao is responsible for shipping and contacting customers; Yan Kang is responsible for sorting out various upper-level relationships and making accounts... The one who purchased the goods was Wu Wensheng's mistress, and her name was Wang Bing... This woman helped Wu Wensheng a lot."

"You keep talking." The old cat nodded.

"The supplier you contacted with Wang Bing is named Liu Wenzhi. As long as you catch him and make him spit, Wu Wensheng will fall." The young man who sold the gun was very full of words.

...

Jiangnan District.
Chapter completed!