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When Mosaic heard this, he immediately grabbed the food and water from Su Mo's hands, wolfed them down, and then followed Su Mo's request, put on the jailer's clothes and shoes, and rushed out. He didn't ask Su Mo what happened to him. Get out because he simply has no ability to care.

After Mosaic left, Su Mo put Mosaic's clothes on the jailer's body, and then hung the jailer up with a rope.

At least if they don't come in for inspection, no one will find out that the prisoner has been swapped.

It's not that he doesn't want to use the Return to the City and go back directly, but it's that he can't use the Return to the City at all in the prison. He can only wait for two hours for the skill to cool down. He also has a pair of jailer's gloves in his hand, and he can transform into it by then. The jailer went out.

He did have other options to survive, but in a place like a prison, the only ones who could walk freely were the jailers. Even if he became a noble, he would be arrested immediately.

The next waiting time is very boring.

He wanted to switch his perspective and become Laifu to take a look at the situation in the chat group, but he was afraid that someone would suddenly come into the cell. Then he would not be able to explain clearly, not to mention that he had no reason at all. .

Those who committed theft would only be imprisoned for a few hours, but if they helped felons escape from prison, Su Mo would have to stay in the cell at least until the Chinese New Year.

Don't underestimate this federal prison. There are very few prisoners who can escape here, even very powerful ones. Criminals with different strengths will be treated at different levels.

Su Mo suspected that even if Count Dracula was caught, he might not be able to escape easily.

Click, click, click...

Su Mo, who was wandering in his fugue, woke up immediately with the sound of the cell door being opened.

He stood up immediately and hid behind the door. Then he saw the cell door opened and a jailer walked in carrying a meal tray.

Su Mo held his breath. He could see that on the rice plate was a piece of black bread the size of a palm, only about half an inch thick, and a bowl of rice porridge that was almost crystal clear. There were about seven or eight grains of rice floating in it. The only Perhaps the more luxurious thing is a small piece of tomato sauce on brown bread as big as a fingernail.

It seems that these people really don’t regard Mosaic as a human being.

Even if Mosaic is not a good thing, he can't abuse others like this. Mosaic's treatment is just that he can breathe without starving to death.

"Put the plate in hand and don't drop it. If you drop the plate, you will die. Also, don't look back. According to the rules of the road, you must die if you see your face. I think you don't want to die."

Just as the jailer was about to go around and feed the prisoners, he heard an eerie voice behind him.

He was so excited that he almost jumped up. However, the voice was so gentle and the content was so terrifying. He relied on his strong willpower to control the urge to throw the plate out.

A hand reached out from behind his side and picked up the piece of bread on the plate.

Immediately, I remembered the sound of chewing behind me.

"I didn't expect that the food in the prison is quite good and tastes very good. I really envy you. What is your name? Forget it, I think we will never meet again. It doesn't matter whether you know the name or not."

The man behind him was too calm, so he gathered momentum.

The jailer felt as if a tiger was lying behind him, and it could swallow him up anytime and anywhere.

"Are you a good jailor, or are you like him, beating and scolding prisoners all day long and asking for benefits?" The voice behind him began to ask again, with a calm and leisurely tone. People who didn't know better thought he was at home. Therefore, an extremely powerful image was established in the mind of the jailer.

If the other party wanted to, they could even massacre an entire federal prison.

Before the jailer could regain some sense, he saw another scene that he would never forget under the prompts of the person behind him.

His colleague, a colleague with a good background, specializes in taking over some fat jobs.

At this time, this colleague looked like a dead person - he really couldn't be dead anymore, his eyes were protruding, his face was pale, blood was oozing from his five holes, and a big hole was poked in the temple on the side. This living jailer could even pass through the hole. See the pinkish-white brain inside.

It really looks a bit like Dou Nao!

He didn't know when it happened, but he suddenly found that his pants were already wet, and water was still flowing down. The warm water flowed down his thighs, soaking the cotton pants, and he soon felt the pain to his bones. of coldness.

Why is it so cold in Tallinn this winter?

I don't know how long it took, but the jailer felt that the person behind him had left, but he always felt that someone was talking to him in his ear. He didn't dare to move or turn his head.

When he woke up, he was already facing the warden.

Two jailors, one dead and the other nervous, escaped an important criminal - Shadow Mark.

As for Su Mo, who was arrested for theft and disappeared, almost no one could remember this person - even if they did, it would be useless, he left no real information at all.

When Su Mo returned to the shoemaker's house, Shadow Mark was waiting at the shoemaker's house as promised.

"Sorry, I'm late. I hope I can still make it in time for dinner." Su Mo took off his hat, put it on the table, and slowly sat down on the dining table.

"Thank you very much for rescuing me." Shadow Mosaic said.

"No need to thank me, just take what you need. I think you must have arranged our next trip." Su Mo turned his head again and faced Max with a smile: "As agreed, Max, this is your gift .”

A bright yellow bullet.

Shadow Mosaic was a little unimpressed at first, but after taking a closer look, his pupils immediately narrowed.

As an assassin, he also knows this kind of thing. He used a poison with the same effect in this mission, which can also quickly kill important NPCs.

It's just that compared to poison, bullets are undoubtedly more powerful and convenient, but they are louder.

"How come you have such a thing? As far as I know, only nobles and the military have it." Mosaic said with some envy. Of course his boss also had it, but unfortunately he wouldn't use it for assassination.

It is said that experts can identify its owner from the bullet, and in that case, there is no talking about assassination.

"Thank you." The shoemaker grabbed the bullet and held it tightly in his hand. This bullet will become his trump card, and anyone who dares to hinder him from entering the upper class will be destroyed.

It was just a bullet. As for that, Su Mo despised it in his heart.

"Tomorrow, I will take you to see my friend Beast King Lexus and persuade him to teach you the skills of Beast King. In fact, this skill is quite suitable for assassins." Shadow Mosaic said.

"Who said I'm an assassin? I'm a ranger." Su Mo turned his hand, and the dagger appeared in his hand, then turned it over again and disappeared.