Quick Fishing Guide

Chapter 39 Patients

Cao Guangling opened his mouth to speak, but he seemed to be frightened by Chen Tian's words and suddenly lost his voice.

Wang Chuan secretly sighed in his heart. Unfortunately, this man was the second generation of the Eight Great Sword Sects. Without the support of the head father and the famous sect, this guy would probably scare the martial arts fools half to death when he went out.I don’t know how the Hanshan Sect managed to train a leader like this.

"The interrogation is over here, come and get someone."

The door of the T-shaped torture room opened, and the colleague in the door stuck out his head and yelled.

"I'll go."

After Wang Chuan said something, he walked towards the T-shaped execution room.There was a group mock just now, and now I'm here, so I might as well go to the torture chamber to pick someone up.

In the T-shaped torture chamber is Bao Cangshan, a young hero of the Qingcheng School.After his spirit returned to normal, the young hero's naked body seemed to suddenly feel cold in the middle of the night, bending over and shrinking, trembling all over.Especially the right arm, which trembled especially violently, as if it could not stop being shaken on a massage chair.

When Wang Chuan entered the torture room, Bao Cangshan was signing the pledge.But seeing Bao Shaoxia tremblingly picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, hung the pen above the confession book, his arm suddenly shook violently as if possessed by a ghost.

The colleagues in the execution room were startled, and hurriedly said: "Going crazy again, this guy hasn't passed his drug addiction yet! Call Suo Lao to come and play him."

"Old Wang is going to call for someone, we will hold him down."

Another colleague said.

The two of them were about to press on Bao Cangshan, while Wang Chuan turned around and walked out.Wang Chuan, the "Suo Lao Dan", didn't know him, but it seemed that the colleague from the serious crime team who was good at snapping magic powers didn't run away.

"Wait, wait, don't! I'm not addicted to drugs, it's just an old problem with my hands."

Bao Cangshan's face turned pale and he screamed hastily, "I'll sign right now! I'll sign right now!" It seemed that Suo Laotan's first-hand playing skills had a profound psychological impact on him.

Wang Chuan withdrew his feet, and the two policemen in the execution room also stopped their movements.This young man from Qingcheng has a clear mind and speaks logically and practically. It seems that he is not crazy.Since he is not crazy, there is no need to ask Suo Laodan.After all, that scene was so shocking that people would feel cold in their crotch when they watched it. If it was not necessary, they would not want to see it again.

Bao Cangshan was terrified and eager to sign, but his hand trembled more and more, and Wang Chuan was worried that he would smear the trembling confession book with a large black fork.

"Sign it, sign it, sign it!"

Bao Cangshan gritted his teeth, and suddenly pressed the wrist of the hand holding the pen with his other hand, as if subduing a demon, he pressed his whole body down, and the hand holding the pen was pressed against the edge of the table.

"brush!"

The tip of the brush finally touched the confession book, and everyone present couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.After Bao Cangshan completed this series of actions, it was as if he had solved some major incident.

But the hand was not completely surrendered. Even when he was writing Bao Cangshan's name, it was shaking non-stop. The words that fell on the paper were not written at all, but were pointed out tremblingly.Wang Chuan thought that it was a brush pen and not a ballpoint gel pen, otherwise it would be like a pile driver.Bao Shaoxia is not possessed by a ghost or a drug addict, but a simple pile driver who has become a spirit.

When Bao Cangshan finished driving the piling, a pile of ink dots that were heavier and lighter and thicker and lighter fell on the confession book, like a hole made by a line of mice, and the three characters "Bao Cangshan" were forced out.

After signing, Bao Cangshan dipped his finger in the red clay painting, but his hand was still trembling, and he poked his finger back and forth, drawing five circles around the name, but he couldn't poke his name.

"What is this painting?"

The two colleagues couldn't laugh or cry.

Wang Chuan looked at the confession book, and said with certainty: "The five rings are painted."

"Everyone, don't worry, I will subdue this hand and let it press the fingerprint obediently."

Bao Cangshan seemed to have just got his hand like that madman, and he grabbed his wrist with the other hand, watching the curled fingers and gnashing his teeth, as if he was looking at the enemy of life and death.

Wang Chuan rolled his eyes, and said speechlessly: "Why are you fighting with a finger, can't you change your hand?" people believe.

As soon as Wang Chuan finished speaking, the scene suddenly became awkward.

Bao Cangshan silently put down his trembling arm, dipped the index finger of his other hand into the red mud, and pressed his fingerprints.The confession book has gone through 81 difficulties and finally completed its mission.It’s just that the graffiti-like signature and five-ring mark on it are not very beautiful.

After finishing the work, Wang Chuan took Bao Cangshan to the toilet.Bao Cangshan and Cao Guangling met for the first time after waking up. The two of them faced each other with their buttocks naked, and they couldn't bear to look directly at them.

People are right and wrong!
"follow me."

Chen Tian didn't respond to the feelings of the two young heroes when they met, and interrupted the two of them looking at each other without emotion, and first took the medicine powder and carried the small clay pot into the toilet.

Wang Chuan had no choice but to follow Chen Tiansha back to the scenery and push Bao Cangshan into the toilet.

Everyone was waiting outside the toilet. After a while, no one came out, but Chen Tian called urgently in the toilet: "Benefactor, be careful! Benefactor, be sure!" The voice sounded like what the young hero of Qingcheng had done to him.

Followed by Bao Cangshan's crying voice: "I'm sorry, Daoist, it's not that I'm unstable, it's that I really can't get in!"

Everyone outside looked at each other in blank dismay, imagining the picture in the toilet, and couldn't help shivering, clamping their buttocks.

Looking back at the torture room, Wang Chuan could guess the truth. It must be that Bao Cangshan's trembling arm couldn't hold the small clay pot or the stick steady, and it was so difficult to catch urine.But after these words, Wang Chuan was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to speak.

"Cough, cough..."

Cao Guangling coughed twice, brought back everyone's thoughts, and then explained, "Don't misunderstand, everyone, Brother Cangshan fought with others two years ago, lost half of his moves, and was knocked off his arm with a whistle stick. Afterwards, his right arm developed a problem, trembling all the year round, unable to stop. Alas, it is really miserable to say it, and now he even has to eat Xiaoyaosan, we have to feed him, pitiful, pitiful."

Poor your sister!
It sounded a bit pitiful at first, but after adding the last sentence, the whole thing changed!Wang Chuan pushed Cao Guangling into the toilet and said, "Go and help him."

"How to help?"

Cao Guangling turned around and asked, his expression was colorful, frightened and embarrassed, and a little bit reluctant.

Wang Chuan said: "Help him carry the pot."

Cao Guangling's face turned pale.But seeing all the policemen outside the toilet staring at him, he didn't dare to resist, and went into the toilet with a miserable face.

The arresters stared at the toilet without squinting, not knowing what scene they imagined.

Wang Chuan sighed, and said: "So, Mr. Yang's words are indeed correct. Fighting depends on the strength of the crowd. Fighting alone is not the right way after all. Look at this, it is a one-on-one fight." Lost, if you make a mistake, there will be endless disasters."

The arresting officers didn't know where to make up their minds about this "post-disaster". After hearing Wang Chuan's emotion, they all nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)