V2.Chapter 737

The identity of brother Hao is still a mystery.

Although very confused, but Wang Fan did not dare to ask what.

He didn't even dare to ask why brother Hao knew about the blind Master, because he didn't want to answer and didn't give him such a chance.

The gate of the fourth prison area is open to Wang Fan, which at least proves that he Tiankui is not suspicious, which makes Wang Fan and Hao Ge feel relieved.

Because of the urgency of time, Wang Fan came to the fourth prison area that night, under the banner of taking care of the iron hand, and began to look for the ghost uncle.

However, what bothers Wang fan is how he should find a suitable reason to look for ghost uncle next to the cell. After all, there is a prison guard with live ammunition standing at the door of each cell. He can't stick his head close to the door and watch.

When Wang Fan came to the fourth prison area, he met an old acquaintance and a blind man.

This is also the first time that Wang fan saw a blind man.

The incandescent lamp in the prison area is very bright, shining on the blind man's face, which makes people feel that his skin is white and morbid.

Because he Tiankui has already given an account, when Wang fan stopped the prison guards, he was not questioned. Moreover, because brother Hao had let Wang Fan meet the blind man, no one took this as a matter of fact.

Lying on the stretcher, the blind man's breath was very weak, which made him look very ugly, giving people a feeling that he would soon breathe.

"Blind man, I'm brother Hao's younger brother, ah Jian." Wang Fan looked at the blind man on the stretcher and said hello in a low voice.

After all, he had done business with Wang Fan and helped him get a tattoo on the Bodhisattva of Tibet. Wang Fan had mixed feelings when he saw the blind man.

After greeting, looking at the blind man slowly opening his eyes, Wang Fan found that there was light in the blind man's eyes, which was different from the blind man's gray eyes.

The blind man on the stretcher smiles. The muscles on his face are very stiff. His smile still looks so strange. It doesn't feel comforting at all.

"Are you thinking, am I blind? Why is there light in my eyes?" Asked the blind man.

"Yes." Wang Fan laughed when he heard what the blind man said.

"It's no surprise that my name is blind. It doesn't mean I'm blind. There's a man in cell 7, dumb. I guess he's not dumb either." The blind man whispered.

"Brother Hao said that all the people in the fourth prison area are weird. It seems that he knows you well." Wang Fan replied.

"Brother Hao hasn't seen a mute. He hasn't been here for a long time. I don't think he can tell whether that person is really a mute." The blind man continued.

The blind man's words stunned Wang Fan, and a man suddenly flashed across his mind.

Ho has never seen a mute!

Is that not to say that this mute in the mouth of the blind man was recently sent to the fourth prison?

If so, the mute in the blind man's mouth may be the ghost Uncle Wang Fan wants to find.

From the point of view of time node, this possibility is really very big.

This news makes Wang Fan very excited. He can't help but want to see the mute immediately to confirm his identity.

"Little brother, how are you recently?" The blind man grabbed Wang Fan's hand, looked into his eyes and asked.

Thinking about ghost uncle, Wang Fan was suddenly caught by the blind man. Listening to the blind man's boundless questions, he frowned and asked: "blind man, how do you care about brother Hao's body? How can he feel uncomfortable?"

"Yes? Brother Hao and I have known each other for so many years, but I still know him. He is tough and impulsive. He always gets angry and easily gets sick. " Said the blind man with a smile.

"Impulsive?" Wang Fan said to himself.

Talking about the blind man, Wang Fan suddenly remembered what brother Hao said to him.

keep the countenance!

It must be the blind man who saw Wang Fan's inner excitement and worried that Wang Fan would immediately go to the mute, so he would suddenly say such words.

Thinking of this, Wang Fan looked at the blind man again and saw the anxious smell in his eyes. He said with a smile: "blind man, brother Hao is impulsive now. You haven't seen brother Hao for a long time. If you have a chance, I think you should go to see him."

"Ha ha! Little brother, after entering the gate of the fourth prison, no one can go out alive, unless a miracle happens one day, but I'm afraid I can't wait for that day! " The blind man replied with a smile.

"Why? People, as long as there is hope, it may come true, so you have to wait patiently. In case of a miracle, you can still do a lot of things. " Wang Fan said with deep meaning, looking at the blind man with firm eyes.

"Brother, I hope that one day, but I have a few words to say to you. I don't know if you can listen to me." The blind man whispered.

"Listen in, you say it." Wang Fan replied.

"The water in the river's Lake has always been very deep. Everyone in the river's Lake feels that he can see everything around him clearly, but in fact, we are just blind in other people's eyes." Said the blind man.

"It's profound, but I can understand it." Wang Fan smiles and returns.

"If you don't want others to treat you as blind, you have to be really blind, just like me. You are really blind!" The blind man continued.

Listening to the blind man's words, Wang Fan seems to understand the blind man's meaning, and does not seem to understand his meaning.

On the one hand, the blind man is reminding Wang fan that he can't think of others as fools just because he is clever in some things. After all, the world is dangerous and there are so many capable people that no one has to be stupid.

On the other hand, the blind man's words seemed to remind Wang Fan of something else, but Wang Fan couldn't say it for a moment.

I wanted to ask the blind man a few more questions to make my doubts clear, but the prison guards around me are not fools. How can they let Wang Fan talk with the blind man?

Looking at the blind man lying on the stretcher, he closed his eyes and grabbed Wang Fan's hand. He didn't want to talk to Wang Fan any more.

Since there was no chance to ask deeply, he had to figure it out by himself. Wang Fan, squatting beside the stretcher, stood up and said hello to the prison guards, then watched them carry the blind man away.

When the prison guards and the blind enter the cell, Wang Fan, led by another prison guard, comes to the cell where iron hands are held.

There is no particularity in the cells of the fourth cell, so the iron hand who is locked here has no comfortable days when he is in the second cell. He is just like a rat waiting to die when he is blocked in the dark by the cell door.