"If you can''t do it, give me back the famous post and I''ll talk to the warden about it." delier turned his wrist, palms up, rolled his eyes and looked obliquely at the ceiling.

    Prando began to curse in his heart, but his face still maintained the demeanor of his police chief. He opened the drawer and put his hand on the famous post, but he didn''t take it out. "Even if I give it to you, you don''t necessarily see the warden."

    Delier is not an ignorant sissy who has just entered the society. He sneered and still looked at the ceiling. "You can not give it to me, but I can go to Mrs. Vivian for another one. I will tell her all the things I have encountered here. I think maybe she will be very unhappy!"

    This sentence made prando raise his arm. He took the famous note and put it on the table, but he still didn''t give it to delier. He still needs to work harder, "I''m very sorry. So far, I don''t know your name... Delier? OK, delier first... Sheng, I can return the famous post to you, but have you considered how you should find the warden? Are you sure you know how to deal with the warden?"

    "That''s a barbarian. He''s dangerous and rude. How about... That!", prando''s brain rotates at a high speed when his wife found out about the affair. If he is close to his head and puts his ears on his scalp, he can even hear the splash of his brain when it rotates, "I''ll take you and this famous post to go to the warden, and then I''ll persuade him to agree to your request. After all, your request is to vent his anger on his territory with people who already belong to him, which is also a rude behavior for him, don''t you think?"

    The more he spoke, the smoother prando smiled, "you should have heard that prisoners call the warden the king, so those prisoners are actually the king''s people, so this matter needs to be communicated. I have something to do with the warden, and I should be able to talk to him. Then you will have a chance to have a good voice!"

    Delier hesitated and finally nodded, "but you have to hurry up. I''ll go back to see Mrs. Vivian before five o''clock in the evening. I won''t be the one who has wasted my time."

    "No problem!", prando breathed a sigh of relief secretly. He handed the famous note to delier and walked out from behind the table. "You sit for a while, I''ll arrange the work. We''ll start from there in five minutes at most and take my police car."

    Delier didn''t want to make trouble after he achieved his goal. He sat quietly by the bar and poured a glass of wine under prando''s warm hospitality.

    This time, I sat for almost ten minutes.

    After leaving the office, Prandtl immediately found an old policeman who was familiar with him. He did not dare to find young policemen, because he understood that these young people who had just transferred from the police school or the army had a speechless sense of justice. When the police needed a sense of justice, but it also depends on when the sense of justice burst all the time. It can only be bad.

    "Did they send them away, Cody?" , after they walked to the stairs on the first floor, prando asked. The old policeman nodded his head and responded to him. KOD and his party walked for about an hour. Prando was completely relieved by the answer. From the police station to the regional prison, it needs to cross the whole urban area, leave the City and continue to walk about 20 kilometers to the periphery of the prison.

    The speed of escorting vehicles is not bad. It''s not that the road is bad or the car is bad. In fact, there is another gray rule. Sometimes, on the way to the prison, some prisoners will have relatives, friends or even superiors of the gang waiting on the roadside. They will explain some things to the prisoners, or touch the prisoners'' emotions to offend them The process of the rules will also give some benefits to the police in charge of escorting.

    Money is the most common. It costs 20 or 30 yuan less, 30 or 50 yuan or even hundreds of yuan more. In addition, there are cigarettes and wine to take. Escorting prisoners is a job full of oil and water, so these police officers can drive as slowly as they can on the road. They want to drive for a year and a half.

    Count the time. They should be out of town.

    Prando immediately looked around, lowered his voice and asked, "go to find godol immediately, tell him that something has changed, let him stop the escort car, and then beat the three guys up. At least people can''t see them. You follow him." , he patted the old policeman on the shoulder, pressed the tiger''s mouth on the other party''s back neck, and squeezed it slightly, "do you understand?"

    The old policeman''s face changed and nodded his head. "I see. Go and find godol to beat those three guys beyond recognition. I''ll go with them."

    "Very good!" Prandtl said generously, "don''t kill people, but you must not see their original appearance and ask him to do it immediately. After that, you go to the prison first. If you see my police car, wait outside. If you don''t see my police car, let the escort car slow down a little more. Do you understand?"

    "Well, I understand. You can''t kill me. I''ll go to the prison first. If you''re there, I''ll wait for you outside. If you''re not there, let the escort car stop.", the old policeman changed a little, but prando didn''t object.

    Prando loosened his hand, tidied up the other party''s collar and swept the other party''s shoulders. "There must be no mistakes in this matter. Do a good job. You won''t lose your benefits over there. After old Ender retires for a while, you''ll be ready."

    The old police officer is an inspiration. Ender is the director of the branch. There are four branches in tenell city. Although the power of the branch director is not necessarily high, this is a great leap forward. This means that one day he will have the opportunity to win the throne of regional police chief. Even if he can''t, he will have great power in the jurisdiction of the branch. Power often inexplicably turns into financial resources. For an old policeman like him who has stepped into middle age, in addition to power, he is only interested in money.

    Looking at the back of the old policeman running out, prando breathed a sigh of relief. He hid in the archives, stared at the wall clock, waited for almost more than ten minutes, calculated that the old police officer should have contacted gordol, and then walked out of the archives.

    He opened the door of the director''s office with a smile, "wait a minute? The work is too busy. Let''s start now!"