Chapter 321

Klaus followed the C.O. into the prison, and most of them were asleep by this time. Klaus carefully observed the environment inside, in case of something wrong, Klaus had to work hard.

A lot of prison doors were opened, and the prison guards in each area were different people. Klaus's heart tightened when he passed each door. If someone asks about his mask, he says he can't smell the prison. About 20 minutes later, Klaus was finally led to Chernenko's cell.

"Chernenko, get up and stand by the wall. I want to open the door!" The C.O. yelled inside and then flashed his flashlight into the cell. Chernenko rubbed his eyes and stood up slowly. He shuffled to the wall, facing the wall and putting his hands on the wall.

The iron door of the cell was opened by the C.O. Klaus grabbed the C.O. and whispered in his ear, "don't follow me. This guy is infected with syphilis. It's rotten like a ripe tomato. I'm afraid it will disgust you!"

When the C.O. heard this, he immediately stopped and looked inside scornfully. This guy has worked in prison for many years. Many people in prison have syphilis. This is mainly because many people like tattoos. Sharing tattoo tools makes cross infection in prison very serious. Most of the prison guards are not surprised by this, but in the face of the festering wound, many people are still sick to death.

The C.O. didn't even have the desire to look inside. He leaned against the wall and waited for the doctor to finish his work inside. Klaus, disguised as a doctor, entered the cell and said to Chernenko, who was lying on the wall, "please turn around!"

Klaus remembered Chernenko's appearance in his mind. Although he only saw Chernenko's photos, he recognized Chernenko as the boss's target at a glance.

"Chernenko, there is something wrong with your physical examination report. I suspect you may be infected with hepatitis. I need to draw some blood for you!" Said Klaus, fooling Chernenko.

"No, doctor?" Although Chernenko said that he would not, he rolled up his sleeve worried. Klaus motioned Chernenko to sit beside the bed, then skillfully took out the syringe and rubber band from the medicine box, tied the rubber band on Chernenko's arm, found the position of the vein, disinfected with alcohol and iodine, and then put the needle in!

Although Klaus is a killer, he still has basic medical technology, which is a compulsory course for intelligence and military personnel. It's all the technology that can be used in the execution of the mission. Klaus's posture makes Chernenko have no doubt at all.

A few minutes later, Klaus pulled out the needle, injected the blood into the test tube, and said to Chernenko, "press with a cotton swab for a while!"

Chernenko did as he said and thought it was over. But Klaus suddenly said to him, get up, go to the wall and take off his trousers.

"Why?" Chernenko asked in surprise and anger.

"Check your syphilis and see what's going on!" Klaus replied without changing his face.

"Syphilis, no, I don't! You don't have to check! " Chernenko simply refused.

"In such a place, you'll have it sooner or later, but sooner or later! Unless you don't go to the bathroom, don't take a bath! " Klaus threatened Chernenko.

"Why do you say that?" Chernenko was obviously frightened by Claus's words. He couldn't help asking.

"Do you know why this prison is so popular with the prisoners? Because it's the best tattoo artist in the Soviet Union! They mix urine with burned rubber to make paint, and they have the habit of sharing tattoo tools! It won't be long before all the prisoners here will become syphilis carriers. Do you think you can survive in this environment? " Klaus explained to Chernenko half true and half false.

Chernenko hesitated for a long time, and finally did as Klaus said. He took off his trousers, puckered over the wall and let Klaus observe his private parts. Klaus made a pretentious observation, wiped the alcohol cotton ball with tweezers in Chernenko's private parts, and then sighed.

"Doctor, am I... Am I infected?" Chernenko asked anxiously.

"Well! You have some infection there. If you don't control it, it will soon be like rotten watermelon! " Klaus replied solemnly.

"Doctor, help me! I don't want to have this disease! " Chernenko pleaded to Klaus.

"I only have penicillin in my hand, and only penicillin can control the disease. I can give you an injection. Are you allergic to penicillin?" That's what Klaus was waiting for, he asked hastily.

"No allergy!" Chernenko replied quickly.

"Have you had any other antibiotics recently?" Klaus continued.

"No!" Chernenko denied.

"Then I'm going to increase or decrease the measurement for you!" When Claus finished, he took out a new injection bag from the medicine chest. He told him to lie on his back. Claus didn't go to get penicillin. He picked up two bottles of insulin and pumped it into the needle tube. This kind of thing was used to reduce the blood sugar for diabetics. If the ordinary person with healthy body used it, there would be life anxiety.

Klaus is to kill Chernenko in this way. Only when he leaves the cell, Chernenko is still alive, he can get away safely. Klaus now has no worries. The training he has received over the years makes him more calm at critical moments. Klaus stabs the needle into Chernenko's muscle steadily, and then slowly pushes the syringe. After everything was finished, Chernenko said thank you to Klaus. Then he put on his trousers and lay back on the bed. Klaus packed up his belongings and said goodbye to Chernenko and left. When the guards outside saw Chernenko turning over, they seemed to want to go back to sleep, so they locked the prison door.

Klaus, just like when he came in just now, ran through the iron gates behind the guards. Smoothly left the prison, he walked through the wide playground, back to the hospital. Then he put the medicine box back to its original place, cleaned up all the fingerprints, and left the prison from the same way.

Klaus returned to the water, he tried to reduce the frequency of breathing, carefully to swim back. After the searchlight swept over his head, he slowly climbed up the bank from the water. The companions who had been waiting for a long time came to help him.

"Have you got it?" NIKU asked nervously.

"It couldn't have been better!" Klaus replied happily.