Chapter 205

Area 15 is big.

But there are also some smaller ones.

The population density is small, the life pressure is small, even the prison is much smaller than other places.

"The prison was built 45 years ago. After many times of renovation and upgrading, the monitoring system was upgraded four times, and all the locks were replaced with electronic locks. The whole prison is under the control of a security system." Feng Fugui said to them.

Things always appear in a familiar way.

The flames are seen more clearly during the day.

The last prison fire was at night. The thick smoke and night blocked the sight, which made the fire look very oppressive. It was like a giant of fire, which people did not dare to get close to.

The fire in this prison is more intuitive.

"This time, the prison area is less than one-third of the previous one. The management is lax. It's just a middle-level prison. The actual management intensity may not be as strong as the low-level prison in District 13." Wei Boan leans on the side of the car, is looking for the little geniuses to ask for information.

There are a lot of wonderful things going on in area 15.

Tourism is booming here.

People live in green mountains and waters, not far from home is the shimmering inland sea, humid sea breeze can let people unload their fighting spirit, just want to lie quietly on the beach.

"There are a lot of guys who just don't want to work hard and have no life savings, so they think of the way to prison. There are others who have no money to see a doctor because they are ill, but the prison has basic medical security, so they try every means to get into the prison."

So the prison is full.

This prison is nominally an intermediate prison, but in fact it holds many petty thieves.

After a few years of robbery, the criminals found that they could make money by working in the prison.

"Hu Qian, 47 years old, a resident of district 15 Wang Wei's colleagues have worked together in a shipyard for some time. " Kevin got information on the killer's next target.

It was clear what happened later.

Wang Wei's improper operation led to a major accident in the shipyard, which made the shipyard lose a lot of money.

And Hu Qian is rising step by step.

It didn't take a few years to sit in the middle of the shipyard.

"The reason why he came here is very simple. In the process of shipbuilding, he only wanted to do a good job in the relationship with the acceptance personnel of Party A, and did not pay attention to the quality of the hull. He even colluded in private to get benefits from it. As a result, many ships delivered to party a failed to meet the standard and had several accidents."

This is also a typical greedy guy.

In the face of money, other people's lives are not worth mentioning.

Rudd looks at the burning prison not far away.

There was a man on his knees at the gate of the prison.

"He died well, too."

The man kneeling is Hu Qian.

A red hot steel bar pierced his back, penetrated his whole body, pierced his front chest, inserted into the ground, and the concrete floor cracked.

The front and back wounds are burnt.

"At that time, the security system of the prison suddenly went offline. According to reason, the lock should be locked at this time, but all the locks were suddenly opened at that moment." Feng Fugui was worried. "Although many of the prisoners in this prison are petty thieves, there are also some real criminals who have committed heinous crimes. Now they have escaped."

This prison is relatively small.

The fire started in the daytime.

So before the prison door was opened, many prisoners had heard the sound, and the smell of smoke in the air spread quickly.

The moment the door opened, everyone ran out with all their lives.

"Hu Qian's room is closer to the inside of the prison, so he came out later." Lu Wen looked at the prison drawings.

It is estimated that it will take 15 minutes to run out from where Hu Qian is.

He is not sure whether the power grid on the prison wall has been turned off, and in this critical situation, the brain will automatically ignore many things, so he only dares to run to the exit.

Flames were burning on both sides of the aisle.

He endured the burning sensation brought by the high temperature, and every breath of air seemed to turn into lava in his lungs.

The journey of more than ten minutes is undoubtedly the road from hell to heaven.

The gate of heaven is the exit of prison.

When he was exhausted and finally came to the gate Even one foot into heaven.

Suddenly someone appeared behind him, holding a steel bar, stabbed him hard, fixed him at the gate, and let him fall from heaven to hell.

"It takes a lot of strength to poke a steel bar into the human body, and it has to be poked into the concrete floor..." Lu Wen thought about it. He held out his right hand.

A short knife popped out and forced it to the ground.

With the power of an ordinary adult."Stirrup -"

the concrete floor was broken.

The concrete surface outside the prison is brittle and thin.

"Well More than 40 years ago, the 15th district was still relatively poor. Tourism did not develop and there was no money. Therefore, many prisons were short of materials at that time. " Feng Fugui said seriously.

The matter of cutting corners

It was said in broad daylight.

"At that time, the economic level was poor, it was next to the 16th district, the public security was poor, there were quite a lot of criminals, the prisons could not be closed, and even some abandoned factories were temporarily transformed into prisons. At that time, the tax revenue of the 15th district was not enough to realize the basic medical security, so it was really hard to build so many prisons..."

Each region has its own sad history.

In order to get rid of the current situation of low economic level, some regions vigorously develop the tobacco and alcohol industry, while others are committed to cutting-edge scientific and technological research.

In the past, there were not enough materials. It was just a place where prisoners could be held.

"Later, when I got rich, I strengthened the prison at the first time, and the road outside was rebuilt. I couldn't use large vehicles on the road before, but I didn't manage the land at the gate."

The cement field at the gate is not the same color as other places.

Years have made the land rotten. Any child who holds a stone can make a big hole.

Lu Wen temporarily dismissed the idea that the killer was a bionic person or a reformed person.

"Buzz - Buzz -"

the mobile phone in my pocket suddenly began to vibrate.

It's Liang Chen.

There seems to be something urgent.

When it's not a matter of great importance, I usually send messages.

"Brother Lu Wen, are you following a guy called a vagrant poet recently?" Liang Chen asked on the other end of the phone.

"Even you know about it."

"Of course I know. Many of your fans don't want you to continue the investigation. I hope you can let the poet go."

"What's the situation?"

Lu Wen's social account has been managed by Liang Chen.

If there is anything wrong, he will inform Lu Wen immediately.

As a city hero with high face value, most of Lu Wen's fans are young.

After hanging up, Liang Chen sent him some screenshots of the comments.

There are such comments under his social account.

"Lu Wen is my favorite bionic man. His sense of justice is obvious to all, but I don't want him to pursue the wandering poet, who is not a murderer but also a hero."

"Well, if only the two of them could reveal the dark side of the city together."

Some people combined their names and created a "poetry combination". Soon there was a lot of discussion about this combination.

Lu Wen looks stagnant.

It's all good?

There are also many rational people who clarify below that as long as there is a night law enforcer in this city, more and more people will follow suit. In the end, things can't be controlled, and Mau city may gradually become like Beck city.

"Rational people are still in the majority."

Lu Wen casually logged into an account of a platform and quickly browsed through the comments.

Liang Chen also found out why he would call soon.

The reason is that a guy suddenly revealed that the so-called wandering poet came, and it seems that there is nothing to clarify.

But they can't just watch.

"The economic pillar of the 15th district is the tourism industry. If we let them know that there are companies secretly attacking other companies at the cost of tourists' lives, the tourism industry will be hit hard."

Feng Fugui sighed.

The old executive didn't expect that he would have two years left to retire, and he could encounter so many things.

"It's OK. The most urgent thing is to investigate whether there are other companies that have done such things. We can't wait for the murderer to disclose for us."