Chapter 230 Are you laughing at me or are you afraid of me?
Tian Tao stood in the bathroom, staring at his face wrapped in gauze in the mirror, fire burning in his eyes.
Crash——
Suddenly, there was the sound of a toilet flushing in the cubicle.
The prison guard on duty was adjusting his belt while casually glancing at Tian Tao in the mirror.
As soon as his eyes made contact, they immediately dropped. He greeted her cautiously and quickly left the bathroom.
Tian Tao still stood silently in front of the mirror, with a little red faintly seeping through the white gauze. The muscles on his cheeks twitched from time to time. Although the pain was severe, it was far less than the humiliation he felt deep in his heart.
"He doesn't dare look at me?"
"Why can't he look at me?"
"Is he afraid of me?"
“Still…”
Tian Tao's heart felt like it was being stabbed by countless needles, and every breath he took seemed like enduring horrible torture.
His short but strong body was shaking uncontrollably, his hands tightly gripping the cold edge of the sink, his fingers turning blue from the excessive force.
In the past, he was the captain who was as fierce as a calf. Although he was not tall, he was a giant in spirit.
He was very sure that in the prison area under his jurisdiction, all the prisoners and prison guards looked at him with awe.
But today, in the afternoon, when he was thrown to the ground by Wang Cong, whose cheek was bitten like a mad dog, and who howled in fear and pain, and then whose face was wrapped in gauze, Tian Tao felt that the eyes of everyone in the prison area looking at him became strange.
"Although they all looked calm and still greeted me respectfully, did they think I couldn't see the contempt hidden in their eyes?"
“They are laughing at me!!!”
Tian Tao's teeth were grinding as he slowly walked out of the bathroom. He looked up at the electronic eye above his head that was flashing red light, as if he could see the mocking faces who were gloating behind the surveillance screen.
Tian Tao suddenly turned his head and glared at the cell next to him. On the bunk bed near the door, a prisoner who was about to fall asleep suddenly opened his eyes as if he sensed something.
In a daze, he saw a terrifying white head without facial features on the square iron window of the door, with only a pair of gloomy and terrifying eyes staring at him.
His body wrapped in the quilt trembled with fear, and he almost screamed out, thinking that he had seen a ghost.
When he reacted, he suddenly covered his mouth with his hands and realized that it was just a face wrapped in gauze.
"He's laughing at me?!!"
“Even the prisoners dare to laugh at me??”
Tian Tao looked at the prisoner covering his mouth to hide his smile, and steam was rising from his head. He took out the key from his pocket, opened the cell door, and walked in.
soon.
The shrill howls echoed in the cell, waking up the prisoners on their bunk beds.
They looked at Tian Tao in horror, waving his fists wildly like a madman, hitting his cellmate in the face again and again.
This time, Tian Tao did not use an electric baton, but chose to use his fists to feel the softness of flesh and blood.
Under his fist, the flesh gradually sank and the skin turned outward, presenting a frightening sight. Tian Tao seemed to be enjoying the pleasure brought by this power, and his bones seemed to become hard again because of it.
"Are you afraid of me?" Tian Tao asked angrily.
"Ah, you're afraid of me, ahhh!"
His roar was full of madness and cruelty. The white gauze was dyed scarlet. It was impossible to tell whether it was the blood on the prisoner's face or the black blood oozing from the wound torn by Tian Tao's laughter. It formed a horrible and chaotic picture.
The prisoner never had the chance to answer Tian Tao's question until his death, but his sunken face seemed to have given Tian Tao the answer he wanted.
He let go of the corpse on the ground and looked at the prisoners huddled together against the wall, shivering. Suddenly, he felt that everything was right again.
He walked out of the cell door refreshed, with his bloody "head" raised high. He glanced at the electronic eye above his head, then glanced at the prison guard patrolling in the distance, laughed a few times, and walked back to the duty room.
The prisoners in the cell lowered their heads in fear, not daring to look directly at his departing back.
In the corridor, the patrolling prison guards also subconsciously avoided Tian Tao's gaze.
At this moment, the red light of the electronic eye above the head seemed to pause for a moment, and the frame rate of the surveillance screen suddenly dropped a lot.
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At this moment when no one noticed, a blurry shadow appeared in the corridor and a blurry mosaic appeared on the surveillance screen.
This shadow seemed like a fleeting ghost, following Tian Tao silently and entering the door of the duty room together.
Tian Tao sat back on the bed, picked up the quilt and wiped the blood off his hands.
Then he took out his cell phone and called Chang Wei again.
——The number you dialed is powered off. Please call again later.
The mechanical female voice on the other end of the phone made Tian Tao frown, and he hung up the phone impatiently.
He glanced at the call records, which showed that he had called Chang Wei more than a dozen times since the afternoon, but the calls were never connected.
After thinking for a while, Tian Tao lowered his head and clicked on the text message interface. He pressed the virtual keyboard and began to edit the text message content: District Chief Chang, something unexpected happened. Wang Cong betrayed us. Feng Mu is not dead. Please hurry... Da, Da, Da, the keyboard tapping sound suddenly stopped, and Tian Tao's fingertips froze in the air.
His heart skipped a beat, and he was horrified to find that on the phone's screen, which was glowing with a cold blue light, there were actually two, half-overlapping faces vaguely reflected.
One was a red face wrapped in gauze, and the other was...
"There's another person in the room besides me?!"
This thought exploded in Tian Tao's mind. His whole body stiffened and he slowly raised his neck. A slightly feminine and neutral face appeared in front of him. The expressionless eyes were looking back at him coldly.
The face seemed familiar. He had just seen it in the afternoon when "he" was lying quietly on the cold floor of the crematorium, mixed with those mutilated corpses.
Tian Tao's heart suddenly tightened and almost stopped beating. His voice was trembling undisguisedly: "Chen Ya?"
His eyes were wide open, almost jumping out of their sockets, staring at the familiar face in front of him, and then looking at the close-fitting prison uniform the other person was still wearing. After confirming that he had not recognized the wrong person, he suddenly felt a chill rising from his spine like an electric current, instantly spreading throughout his body.
If one had to describe his horror at this moment, it would probably be like the horror of the prisoner who saw himself wrapped in gauze through the iron window. Chen Ya ignored Tian Tao's horror. He reached out and used two fingers to gently pinch the phone in Tian Tao's hand. He gently lifted it up, glanced at the content of the text message, and said intriguingly: "Are you sure you want to send this text message as your last words, um, to another dead person?"
(End of this chapter)
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