I don't have a system but I have a hammer

One of them gasped and seemed a little unbelievable, while the other was obviously a little unconvinced...

"What you said is too mysterious. If you want to say that he is strong and has sound limbs, I can understand it, but now he has no legs or arms. Even if he opens the door to let him go out, he can only rely on crawling. What's causing the storm?"

Faced with his doubts, Afro didn't care, just smiled, took out the electronic cigarette and took a puff...

"It's always right to be careful, all right, you guys go out first, I still have something to talk to him..."

Seeing that the afro still persisted, the two of them stopped trying to persuade them any more. They just left a sentence of "call us if you need something" before leaving the cell and closing the door behind them...

Boom~

The second after the iron door closed, I sat up as if nothing had happened, and wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth with my shoulder...

"Let's talk about the old bones..."

Afro looked at me in surprise, and after thinking for a while, squinted his eyes and said something meaningful...

"It seems that you know what's going on with the gastroenteritis, so let's make a deal?"

I chuckled, picked up the wine bottle and drank a couple of gulps, with playfulness in my eyes...

"I like trading, but the content needs to be changed..."

The exploding head turned the e-cigarette in his hand, as if he was thinking about what I meant by "reform"...

In the end, he nodded...

"All ears..."

I put down the bottle and breathed out lightly...

"First, I need to know about the old bones, and second, I want to go out..."

Exploding Head shook his head...

"The latter doesn't work, change to another..."

I wasn't surprised, so I took a step back...

"Then arrange me a place with windows and where I can breathe fresh air. I am getting old, and the doctor told me to get more sunlight every day, otherwise I will grow old quickly..."

Hearing my obviously nonsense excuse, Afro couldn't help laughing...

"You should know that even if you are given a window, you can't contact the outside world..."

I narrowed my eyes slightly...

"I don't know what you mean, I only know about gastroenteritis, which is very important to you!"

The exploding head didn't deny my statement, but pouted slightly, then took out the communicator and shook it in front of me...

"I can't be the master, but I can send a message for you..."

I raised my hand...

"You can just treat this as your own home..."

The afro didn't answer, but the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he didn't agree with my joke...

"I hope you can continue to be so optimistic..."

With an encouraging smile, he contacted the leader above in front of me...

"A little bit~"

After a 3-minute argument, he put down the communicator and nodded to me...

"The superiors agreed..."

I also nodded, but didn't say anything, just looked at him with a smile on my face, and motioned for him to speak first...

The explosive head took two sips of the electronic cigarette, thought for a while, seemed to be sorting out his words, and seemed to have the same purpose as me, waiting for the other party to speak first...

After 1 minute, the battle of words and swords began officially!

"We need to verify the authenticity before we can arrange a new cell for you, so please go ahead!"

"Heh, I also need to see the new cell before I can give you information, so please first!"

"You're just wasting time. Since the leader agrees to help you change the cell, then we will definitely not count what we say. Besides, the higher-ups also want to see your attitude!"

"I can spend a whole year with you like this, but I don't know how many people will die because of official arrogance in this year..."

"The lunatics I know are not like this..."

"Coincidentally, the official I know is not like this..."

"You seem to have resentment in your heart?"

"I have no complaints against anyone, I just feel powerless about what happened to me..."

"Heh, you are pretty good. You have everything from cigarettes, drinks and snacks. You must know that other serious criminals even..."

"They don't have information on gastroenteritis..."

This is the end of the conversation...

And Afro also chose to compromise after weighing it for a long time, but there was a threat without gold at the end...

"I hope the information you give won't disappoint me, otherwise I can assure you that from now on you can only spend your life in a dark cell with no light!"

I just laughed at this...

"I am looking forward…"

Afro naturally knew that this kind of threat didn't work for me, so he didn't continue this topic...

"Okay, I only found out about the old detective three days ago. The initial analysis of the on-site inspectors was a vendetta. But it's no wonder that it's normal for a policeman like him to be retaliated when he gets old. A total of Three shots were fired, two in the chest, one in the right side of the head..."

"It stands to reason that he should have died on the spot, but because he happened to be on the phone at the time, the most deadly bullet first passed through his hand bone, then penetrated the communicator, and finally hit his head , otherwise it would not be in the intensive care unit, but the morgue..."

"Although the person is not dead, it has been 20 days since the bullet was taken out. He has been in a coma and has been taken care of by a nurse during the period. The attending doctor means that whether he can wake up depends on the individual, and even if he wakes up, There is no guarantee that he will lose his memory..."

"Fortunately, there is no hope of recovery, but mental work must be avoided if possible. The original unit means that he will arrange retirement after he is discharged from the hospital. But judging from the current situation, it can only be said that it is nowhere in sight..."

After finishing speaking in one breath, he raised his hand to me...

"Now it is your turn…"

It was only after I heard the conclusion that I came to my senses, subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that the old bone is alive, and worried that he is still unconscious...

Slowing down, I snuffed out the cigarette in my hand, raised my head slightly, with solemn eyes...

"First of all, I hope my guess is wrong, because it is not a stomach disease, but an early symptom after the human body is invaded by parasites..."