"Quick! Snakeskin is attacking us!"
"Over here, Miss Winters. Are you okay?"
Bohemia heaved a sigh of relief and relaxed her shoulders amidst the noise of the crowd. The man who had seen the documents was dead. Next, as long as she could get rid of the secretary, she would be safe.
"Step back! Step back! "A prison guard shouted at the snakeskin behind the iron bars," You are in big trouble! "
"What kind of trouble?" The hill-like man let out a low laugh. His eyelids drooped, "... Put me in prison?"
It seemed that he did not care about the prison guards at all. Other than withdrawing his arm, he did not even take a step back. The man in the overalls happened to fall at his feet, like a tattered blanket that had fallen askew, lifeless. When Bohemia was about to turn her eyes away, she suddenly turned her head and stared at the bulging waist of the man. At the same time, a prison guard raised his voice, "Wait a minute, he is not dead yet —"
Before he could finish his sentence, he screamed, "He has a gun on him!"
Bohemia had already thrown herself behind the prison guards. Somehow, the man in the overalls had opened his eyes. He was lying on the floor, looking up at the snakeskin in the cell. His face was so twisted that it almost looked like a ghost. Suddenly, a few gunshots rang out, followed by screams, angry shouts, footsteps, and the echoes of bullets hitting the metal bars. Everything around Bohemia was a mess.
Along with a scream, a prison guard standing in front of her was shot in the shoulder by a ricocheting bullet. Then, the snakeskin fell to the floor with a loud bang. Bohemia quickly glanced over the bars and saw his twitching legs. Apparently, he had been shot as well.
"Put down your gun!" The prison guards took a few steps back and surrounded Wenda. None of them were equipped with guns when they were in prison. Now, all of them looked pale. The moon-faced prison guard shouted at Wenda, "You can't use your gun here. Hand it over immediately. You've already shot him. Don't cause any more unnecessary casualties!"
The man in the overalls coughed a few times. Touching his throat with one hand, he waved the gun in his other hand and ordered in a hoarse voice, "Get out of my way! Where's Winters? "
"You mean … Miss Winters?"
The man in overalls sneered, "It's her. If she hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't have been attacked. Where is she? Come out! "
The prison guards were loyal to their duty. They took a few steps forward and shielded Bohemia behind them. Moon Face tried to calm him down. "No one expected Snakeskin to suddenly attack you. Calm down and give me the gun."
"Let's see what you can do." While the prison guards were negotiating with Wenda, Descartes floated up from Bohemia's feet. "You see, the risk of doing evil is too great. It's better to be an honest man. That's the most worrisome thing to do."
"I don't need you to teach me how to be a person." Bohemia mumbled. She thought for a moment and said, "This guy's gun … Is it Gerl's?"
When Gerl "acted up", it was Wenda who sent him to the medical department. When Bohemia saw Gerl's body, she remembered that the body had been changed into a hospital gown, and the gun was long gone. The female doctor did not resist even when she was arrested. Apparently, the gun was not in her hand. So, the only people who could take the gun away were Wenda and the nurse.
"What are you going to do now?" Descartes asked.
"You see, during my tenure, a prisoner was shot to death. Old Leather Shoe has always been suspicious of me, and I can't stand him following the clues." In just two days, Bohemia had transformed into a corrupt bureaucrat. "He has a record of abusing female prisoners, and the bullet in his hand matches the gunshot wound on Gerl's body. I think it's a waste not to use him as a scapegoat. When everyone thinks that Helsing was killed by Wenda, no one will investigate the little virgin. If they don't investigate the little virgin, they won't be able to find me. "
"What are you going to do?"
Bohemia poked her head through the crowd and glanced outside. The man was half-surrounded in front of the cell, and behind him was the iron railing. It was impossible for him to escape. She thought for a moment and raised her voice, "Everyone, get out of the way. Let him go."
Several prison guards abruptly turned their heads and were all taken aback.
"He has a gun. It's too dangerous." Bohemia kept a straight face and said, "Don't provoke him for now. He might be the one who killed Helsing —"
Before she could finish her words, Wenda suddenly raised the gun in his hand. In a moment of desperation, he did not explain himself. Instead, he fired several shots at Bohemia. Once again, the crowd turned into a nest of frightened ants. In the chaos, people screamed and tumbled to the ground. Bohemia did not even see who she had bumped into before she fell to the ground together with the prison guards.
The prisoners in the other cells in the corridor were in an uproar. When Wenda was running out of the cell, countless arms stretched out from behind the iron railing and reached out to grab him. Of course, their target was the gun in his hand. Wenda stumbled for a few steps before he tripped and fell to the ground. The gun slid out of the corridor.
"Catch him!" Someone shouted, and a few prison guards reacted quickly. Before Wenda could get up and grab his pistol, they pounced on him and pinned him to the ground.
Bohemia hurriedly took a few steps forward. In front of everyone, she wrapped the pistol with a corner of her clothes and put it away as evidence.
As the number one villain in the game, she used the excuse that she needed to lock up the evidence for further investigation and returned to the office building alone. Before the other staff came to work, she opened the door of the conference room and shot the last bullet into Secretary Beef's body. Not only did Bohemia not forget to remove the plastic tape that bound his wrists, she even rubbed his wrists. While the body was still warm, she managed to remove most of the traces of the binding.
After she closed the door of the conference room, she let out a sigh of relief. It had been a long morning.
"Let me think. Is there anything else that I need to deal with?" she whispered to Descartes as she walked upstairs, "Hmm, I have retrieved the documents. The secretary who knew my secret is dead, so I can just push the blame to Wenda. I don't care if they believe me or not. As long as I can protect myself until the afternoon, I will be fine. There is also an old leather shoe. I didn't find any evidence last night, so they can't do anything to me today … "
The problem about the circle formed by four lines was not one of the problems that her goal was to solve. Since she had passed the mini-game, she could use this riddle as a topic for Lin Sanjiu. After sitting on the chair for a while, she found that she had nothing to do.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Bohemia locked herself in the warden's office and waited quietly for the clock to knock off. When the clock finally moved to 5: 30 in the afternoon, she couldn't help holding her breath. "Finally, the prison storm is coming to an end!"
"Huh?" Descartes was the first to react after waiting in silence for a while. "What happened? Where is the pocket dimension host? "
Bohemia stood up abruptly.
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