Chapter 491: A Bandage

"..."

Are you toxic? I've already covered my head, and you still found me?

Although he had obtained a fairly good badge from the female police officer, there were also quite a few awkward encounters. Li Ang really didn't want to face her, so he pulled the corners of his coat tight and bit the bullet to continue pretending to sleep.

After patting a few times without response, the female police officer wanted to use more strength, but felt it was really impolite, so she bit her lip hesitantly, wavering on whether to continue switching.

And just then, the female prisoner who had been watching coldly from the side probably saw her intention. After gently bumping her with her shoulder, she said expressionlessly:

"Don't switch, I won't run."

"..."

You say you won't run, so you definitely won't run? A man who claimed that nobles are just lice in the crotch insisted that he wasn't a rebel!

Although she sympathized with the other party's encounter, the female police officer wasn't stupid enough to believe a prisoner's promise. Not only did she not give up on waking up the man pretending to sleep, but she even added a bit of strength to her hand.

After all, disturbing someone's sleep was just impolite, but if she really let the prisoner escape and hurt someone, that wouldn't be a matter of politeness.

"Sir? Sir? Please wake up!"

"Sir?"

Looking at the female police officer who ignored her and insisted on "harassing" the man next to her amidst the noisy roar of the boiler, the female prisoner was silent for a while, then couldn't help but ask:

"Don't you believe me? If you think I'm lying to you, why did you still insist on investigating the Laien family according to what I confessed?"

"This isn't a matter of believing you or not, but that I must do my job well."

Checking the prisoner's state and finding that her emotions didn't seem stable, in order to avoid unexpected trouble, the female police officer had to turn her head back and respond seriously amidst the roar of the boiler:

"Although the work content is a bit special, I am ultimately a police officer of the Police Department. I have the responsibility to do my job well and try to avoid affecting the lives of ordinary citizens."

"So I can't relax my watch on you just because I think you won't hurt anyone, nor can I give up on investigating the case just because I hate your behavior of killing and injuring ordinary people or worry about offending the Laien family."

"..."

After seriously listening to the female police officer's answer, the prisoner was silent for a while, then looked at her as if looking at a monster, and continued to ask with surprise:

"Just because of this?"

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"Forget it... pretend I didn't say anything..."

After sizing up the female police officer who was asked to be stunned, the female prisoner, who was about forty or fifty years old, suddenly lost her previous obedience and said with a slight mockery:

"Respected Miss Yisha, when I originally knew your surname, I was only slightly suspicious, but now I can be sure."

"You and the one who took office in the Military Department at the beginning of the year must have a very deep relationship, right? At worst, you should be some distant relative of his, and it's even possible that you are his direct relative."

?!!!

"I guessed right, didn't I?"

"Hehe, I should have thought of it earlier. After all, only a family like that could raise someone as naive and stupid as you."

Looking at the female police officer who was very surprised, the female prisoner, who seemed to be stimulated by something, sneered. On her face, which was covered with a large number of crow's feet and sunspots, she revealed heartfelt disdain and mockery.

"Miss Yisha, who has an extraordinary background, you probably don't know what kind of end you will get if you insist on doing 'correct' things here!"

Before the female police officer could react from the shock of her family background being exposed, the female prisoner began to press her advantage. She stretched her right hand, which was handcuffed, out from the clothes used for covering, and poked her heart hard, saying in a low, gloomy voice: "My husband was an investigation officer in the Military Department's Combat Readiness Bureau. On the eve of the outbreak of the War of National Defense six years ago, he discovered that a company under the Laien family was using low-priced black cotton to replace selected medical cotton to produce bandages. After use, it was very easy to cause wound infection."

"After reacting a few times with no results, out of the same considerations as you, he insisted on reporting it to a higher level. Because he couldn't get feedback and was repeatedly reprimanded, he even wrote a report letter to the person in the Military Department at that time. Do you guess what he got?"

"Was it... dismissal?"

"Of course not, it was a huge commendation!"

After looking at the stunned female police officer, the female prisoner smiled and leaned her head over, whispering with cold indifference amidst the deafening roar of the boiler:

"The person in the Military Department received the letter and immediately ordered a thorough investigation, replacing all the problematic bandages, and won a round of applause from top to bottom. My husband also got the commendation he deserved because of this credit, was transferred out of the Combat Readiness Bureau, and entered the more important Confidential Bureau. My daughter and I also moved into the allocated residence."

"It's just a pity that less than two weeks later, my husband, who was serious and stupid, had just finished the handover. The person sent down to check announced that the intelligence files managed by my husband were suspected of having been moved on a large scale, and then he was taken away directly on charges of espionage and interrogated in your Secret Investigation Bureau for a full seven months!"

"..."

"Very interesting, right?"

Looking at the silent female police officer, the female prisoner sneered:

"If you don't check carefully before taking over the files, you can't avoid being set up by the previous person. But as long as you check and inventory carefully, you can't avoid being suspected of espionage. So from the moment he accepted the transfer, no matter how my husband chose, the final result was the same."

"And what's even more interesting is that the person responsible for investigating my husband in the Secret Investigation Bureau was his former superior! Because he repeatedly blocked him from reporting normally, my husband's superior was suspended and transferred, and the place he was transferred to happened to be the Secret Investigation Bureau responsible for investigating my husband. Hehe, do you say this is a coincidence?"

The female prisoner, who chuckled but had no smile on her face, continued:

"What's fortunate is that my husband's bones were hard enough, and his life was hard enough. After being locked up for a full seven months, besides losing forty pounds and having one leg crippled because of 'carelessness,' he actually survived without pleading guilty."

"It's just a pity that there are many things in the Military Department, and it's impossible to wait for a crippled man suspected of being a spy. His original position had long been taken by someone else, and not only was there no department willing to 'take him in,' but my daughter and I had long been driven out of the allocated residence."

"Hehe, during the War of National Defense, the price of goods in the capital rose as high as fifty times. When he came out, our family's savings were almost spent, and all our assets added up to only a few silver wheels."

"Finally, in order for my daughter and me to survive, and also for the so-called just War of National Defense, he chose to take a settlement fee and enlist in the army, and then because he had a crippled leg and ran slowly, he was shot in the other leg."

The female police officer, who was heartbroken, bit her lip, her face turning pale:

"Then your husband..."

"He died! From a stupid cripple, he turned into a dead cripple!"

After saying her husband's end with a cold face, the female prisoner's mouth curled slightly, and she said softly with a playful face:

"By the way, there are even more interesting things here. Do you want to hear them?"

"I..."

"If you don't object, then I'll take it that you want to hear."

After the female prisoner smiled, she rolled up her sleeve a little, revealing an old bandage tied to her wrist that was stained with a large amount of blood. In the rough seams of the bandage, a cluster of coarse cotton wool congealed with dark brown blood was stubbornly poking its head out.

"When he was carried home, this bandage was just wrapped around his leg, and under the bandage was a piece of rotten flesh flowing with ginger-yellow pus and full of fat white maggots!"

After turning her wrist slightly, looking at the relic of her dead husband on her wrist, the female prisoner smiled peacefully:

"My crippled husband's life was still hard. He didn't die directly on the battlefield and successfully crawled back to the position. It's just a pity that he didn't survive the wound infection in the end."

"And the one who finally killed him happened to be a low-quality bandage pressed out of dirty black cotton that he had desperately reported at the beginning. Do you say it's funny or not?"

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 492 =====