Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 34 The Weird "Marcos"

Marcos personally followed the escort process, sent the four children to Jingshui Prison, and specially asked them for two adjacent cells.

Before leaving, he found the warden, and after a few hints, there were four more clean bedding in the two cells.

This is the treatment that other prisoners can't ask for. Most of them only have a dirty bed sheet and no quilt.

"It's over, our treatment is so good, it means that we will be executed soon." Melo sat by the bed and said frustrated words.

Marcus laughed angrily: "Who did you listen to? Before the parliament tried you, you sentenced yourself?"

"Does this still need to wait for trial?" Melo pointed to the quilt, "I heard those adults say that the more comfortable you are in prison, the more serious the crime, the faster you will be sentenced.

Because you people of Piltover want to show your respect for human rights through this so-called end-of-life care. "

"Shut up for me!" Marcus rolled his eyes and scolded, "Do you know how much I have spent in arranging this kind of welfare for you? Seeing that you are still children, I want you to live a more comfortable life." It turned out to be my fault?
do you want?If you don't want to return the quilt to me, I will spend less money! "

"Yes! Pillow's advantage, don't take it for nothing!" Melo didn't take off his clothes and shoes, he just jumped on the bed and lay down, and the clean bedding was instantly ruined.

"..." Marcus curled his lips and ignored him.

Compared to Milo, Clegg was more relaxed, put down the backpack he had been carrying, and fiddled around in the cell.

Not long after, a bunch of miscellaneous gadgets emerged from every corner.

Half a toothbrush, a forearm-length steel pipe, a small bottle of lamp oil, a piece of soap, half a blade and a fishing line.

These are the 'treasures' left by the previous prisoner when the cell was vacated just now, but now it is cheaper for Clegg and the others.

"Still Water Prison is located on an isolated island. Even if you can dig through a one-meter-thick stone wall, you will only be exhausted and drown on the way without boat transportation. So don't have unrealistic ideas." Marcus warned .

"I know." Clegg threw all the things he found out of the cell, "This garbage takes up too much space, you can take it away."

Seeing this, Marcus said unexpectedly: "You don't seem to be worried at all?"

"Was it useful to worry about?"

Clegg opened the backpack. The contents inside had already been searched once, and almost no 'contraband' was left behind.

After tidying up everything, he also lay down with his clothes on, running around all night, exhausting them all.

On the other hand, in another cell, Wei was sitting on the edge of the bed, kneading her palm absently.

"Still worried about Van der?" Marcus asked.

"None of your business!" Wei replied coldly without raising her head.

"Okay, wish for it." Marcos nodded: "I wanted to send someone to the factory to check and come back to tell you about Van der's situation, but now it seems that there is no need."

After speaking, he lifted his foot to leave.

"and many more!"

Wei finally raised his head, and a trace of pain flashed in his tough eyes: "I...please, help me find Van der...I beg you..."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Marcus pretended not to hear clearly, and put his hands on his ears, "Speak up."

"I..." Wei's voice was even softer.

"It turned out to be an illusion. I thought you had just spoken." Marcus shrugged and walked out.

Now Wei was in a hurry, and shouted at Marcus's back: "I beg you, help me find Van der!"

Marcus stopped and turned around with a smile: "Look, it's best not to add the word 'reckon' when asking for help, as if you are giving me a lot of face by asking me to do something."

On the surface, Wei's temperament seems to be soft and not hard, but in fact, you will know it only after getting in touch with her.

"Weird." Baobo walked to the edge of the cell and looked at Marcus: "Just help Wei, okay?"

Marcus looked back at the blue-haired girl. Most of the inferiority and weakness in the other party's eyes had dissipated after saving the little friend with his own hands just now, but there were more other things in it.

"Of course, cutie." Marcus went back and rubbed his bursting blue hair, "Go back to sleep, and I'll see you in a few days when I'm done with the things at hand."

"Yeah!" Baobo nodded obediently, and asked the last question: "I don't know your name yet, weirdo."

"We've met."

Marcos took off his mask, revealing his masked face: "More than once."

"So it's you!" Baobao instantly recognized the upper half of Marcus's face. Isn't this the law enforcement officer who was going to search himself that day, but then he hit his head?

"Remember?" Marcos leaned over and tapped the girl's nose lightly, scolding, "The bump on my head hasn't gone away yet."

"Sorry, I didn't know it was you at the time."

Baobao hugged the rabbit doll, looked up at the place where Marcus was hit before, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"A little bit." Marcus parted his hair and showed the bulging bag: "If you can be obedient and persuade your sister to go to bed early, maybe the bag won't hurt tomorrow."

"Okay, let's go to bed now!"

Bao Bao pulled Wei back to the bed, hooked his head and waved at Marcus: "Go away, weirdo, the lump on your head will stop hurting tomorrow."

"Well." Marcus left his name before leaving: "Remember, my name is Marcus."

"Okay, weirdo!"

Hearing the childish voice from the cell behind him, Marcos smiled silently and shook his head, and left the Stillwater Prison straight away.

The inside of the prison suddenly fell into silence.

After a while, Wei said softly: "Bangbo, he is coaxing you, he must have no good intentions, you have to be careful."

"I know."

Baobao was silent for a while before he said, "Wei, I have an intuition that weirdos won't hurt us."

Wei opened her eyes, resting her chin on her sister's hair: "Just because he saved us?"

"Isn't that enough?" Bakugou burrowed into her sister's arms.

Wei's eyelids drooped: "Even if he won't hurt us, it doesn't rule out the suspicion that he wants to use us."

"Use us?"

Bangbo raised his head: "Do we have any value worth using?"

"I..." Wei was at a loss for words for a moment, because she couldn't figure out what the four of them could use?
Use them to threaten Van der, and then control the black alley?
Impossible, Van der will not give in.

The black alley is his bottom line, which concerns the safety of the entire Dicheng people.

that……

What is he for?

"I do not know."

……

"How is Ms. Grayson doing?"

Marcus went to the infirmary as soon as he left Stillwater Prison to inquire about Grayson's injuries.

"Wait a minute, let me take a look." The little nurse at the front desk flipped through the records, "According to the records, Ms. Grayson was sent to the operating room nearly an hour ago, and the operation performed on her was Rui, the best technology here. Dr. En, you can go to the operating room on the second floor and wait for news."

"Thank you."

After Marcos thanked him, he ran up to the second floor non-stop. At this time, only the three law enforcement officers who brought Grayson were guarding outside the operating room. Seeing Marcos' arrival, the three people who had been sitting in the corner hurriedly got up to greet him.

"What's the situation now? What did the doctor say?"

One of them replied: "Just now the nurse came out and told us that the situation is good, no internal organs were injured, and the wound was bandaged very timely, just on the danger line, and it will not be life-threatening for the time being."

Hearing this, Marcus breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good."

(End of this chapter)