Chapter 39 Killing Crazy
The police officer was shocked by Rebecca's righteous tone. How could a small police officer like him know the phone number of the police commissioner?
"Um, what can I do for you?"
Rebecca put her hands on her hips and her face turned pale. She yelled at the police officer like a machine gun.
"What else could you possibly want in prison? Looking for a murderer! Call right now, or I'll force my way in!"
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll be there soon."
The foreign lady in front of him had messy hair, wrinkled clothes, and cursed in foreign languages from time to time, like an unreasonable shrew.
But he looked like someone of high status, driving a Lincoln sedan, followed by two foreign bodyguards, and wearing a crystal clear sapphire as big as a pigeon egg around his neck. He must be someone he couldn't afford to offend.
The police officer ran in to ask the team leader, who then asked the warden. Fortunately, the warden finally knew the phone number of the Commissioner of Police.
"Just because of a few words from this woman, she called the director. Isn't that good?"
The warden and the team leader were a little hesitant holding the phone. The woman outside sounded important, but what if she was just a crazy woman playing tricks on them?
The team leader thought for a moment and asked the police officer at the gate, "Is she Italian?"
"Yes sir, she said she was Italian Rebecca, and she spoke to the bodyguard in a foreign language other than English."
The warden touched his thinning hair and picked up the phone on his desk.
"Forget it, we can't afford to offend any of these foreigners, let's ask them first."
The warden reluctantly called the director and spoke to him on the phone with his head bowed.
"Yes, yes, don't worry, ok, ok, right away."
After hanging up the phone, the warden was unhappy that the two men had seen him flattering them. He put on his police hat and sternly ordered them, "What are you doing standing there? Hurry up and get your wife in. You idiots, you dog-brained bastards!"
"Yes, sir."
He had just asked the director for instructions. When he heard that it was Rebecca from Italy, he immediately ordered the prison to cooperate with her request as much as possible, implying that the relationship between Rebecca and the British Empire was very delicate and they could not afford to offend her.
"Hurry up, run! Don't keep the lady waiting anxiously."
Unexpectedly, this woman was so powerful that even the British didn't want to mess with her. The warden quickly trotted towards the door with his men. Fortunately, he asked the director for instructions, otherwise he would have been finished as warden.
Rebecca was getting impatient waiting.
Just as he was about to ask the bodyguard to pry open the iron gate, the warden finally ran to the door.
The warden was panting, his throat dry and tight. He had no time to adjust himself. He asked someone to open the door and went forward to greet Rebecca.
"Sorry, sorry, ma'am, I've kept you waiting for so long. This is a bit far, haha. Please come in."
"Ma'am, be careful on the steps," the warden bent down and went to meet Rebecca inside.
Rebecca strode into the prison. "Don't talk nonsense to me. One is called Amei and the other is called Ji Yuanping. I want to see them now!"
"Okay, this way please."
Ji Yuanping didn't know how long he had been here. He lived the same life every day, and the days seemed to have no end. Except for the day when Ye Lin came to ask him about the seal, no one had come to see him since then. The originally handsome young man had turned into a haggard and skinny man.
While I was sweeping the floor, the broadcast on the playground suddenly rang.
"No. 5634 and No. 7236, please go to Reception Room 1 immediately! No. 5634 and No. 7236, please go to Reception Room 1 immediately!"
Today's broadcast sounded a bit anxious. Ji Yuanping didn't expect that anyone would come to see him. His mother had given up on him since his verdict and had never appeared again. So who would come to see him?
Reception Room
"Snap! Snap! Snap!"
Three slaps were slapped on Amei's face as she just walked in without any explanation.
Her face, which she had carefully kept clean in prison, was scratched by Rebecca's slender nails, leaving two bloody marks. The left half of her face was swollen like a steamed bun, completely losing its beauty.
"Ah! My face!"
Before Ah Mei could see who was in the room, she was slapped twice.
"You gossip! God will not forgive you, you will go to hell! How dare you touch my child, you bastard! Immondizia (trash)!"
Rebecca pulled the braid that A-Mei had carefully braided when she was lazy, like a shrew. A-Mei fell on the sofa at the door in pain because her hair was pulled.
"Ah! Let go of my hair! Let go!"
"Let go! I'll beat you to death, you stinky bug!"
The two rolled around on the sofa.
The warden and his group were stunned. This lady was really a shrew.
"Die, you old yellow-haired woman!"
Ah Mei was about to fight back, but she didn't expect that Rebecca, who looked delicate on weekdays, would be so powerful when fighting. She was no match for Rebecca at all.
Rebecca doesn't eat steak and braised pork for nothing. She is very strong. A little girl like Amei who tries to lose weight every day is no match for her.
Ah Mei pulled Rebecca's skirt hard. She wanted to pinch Rebecca's thigh, but the heavy-work dress was too thick, so she only pinched a handful of fabric.
"You old woman, what's the big deal about having a few bucks? You were hit by a car while going out for breakfast!"
Rebecca couldn't bear to hear the word "killed" now.
Her Angel had just been hit by this woman's car!
"Pa! Pa!" Two slaps hit A-Mei's right and left cheeks symmetrically, and her small face swelled up like a pig's head.
Rebecca grabbed Amei's collar relentlessly and forced her to look directly into her deep eyes, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.
"Who are you going to kill? You bastard! If this happened in Italy, I'd chop you into pieces and make wine from you! My bones would be sent to Venice to build the foundation!"
Ah Mei was trembling all over, her body was stiff and cold, and cold sweat was running down her forehead. She was sure that the old woman really wanted to kill her just now!
Rebecca clamped Amei's legs with her thighs, pulled her hair with one hand, and continued to slap her in the face with the other hand, cursing her to go to hell and venting her anger.
The warden and several others huddled in the corner, looking at this beautiful lady.
I didn't expect her to do such a shameless thing. Fortunately, I opened the door for her, otherwise this shrew would have been riding on them and slapping them.
The warden wanted to stop her but was afraid of offending her, so he huddled in the corner and whispered, "Madam, don't tire yourself out. Sit down first."
Rebecca didn't have time to pay attention to him and focused on dealing with Amei.
The two bodyguards stood aside and watched Rebecca gain the upper hand, pretending not to see anything and ignoring the warden's pleading eyes, distracted the whole time.
If Amei wasn't a woman, they would have beaten her up together.
When Ji Yuanping rushed to the reception room, he pushed open the door and saw the room was in a mess.
A blonde woman with disheveled hair was on top of a woman in prison uniform, fighting with her. Several police officers huddled against the wall.
Before he could take a closer look, he was kicked against the door.
When the two bodyguards saw Ji Yuanping, they kicked him and then punched him.
Ji Yuanping was knocked to the ground before he could even say a word.
"No, someone help me, ah!"
Rebecca heard Ji Yuanping's voice and temporarily let go of the dying Amei.
Rebecca got up from the sofa and found her high heels that had been dropped under the coffee table during the fight. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she pushed away the muscular bodyguard who was punching her.
“Help! Help!”
Before Ji Yuanping could finish his sentence, he was hit by a pair of ten-centimeter high heels and saw stars.
"You ungrateful bastard! The food and shelter you eat and live in aren't from Angel's money. I'd rather feed you than a dog! If you need money, come to me! Why are you trying to harm Angel? Come to me anyway!"
Rebecca was killing madly, her eyes were bloodshot with sapphire pupils, like a gambler rushing out of a casino, and she kept hitting Ji Yuanping with her slender heels.
"Why didn't you look for me? Why did you look for Angel? Why? Die!"
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