I, Jin Yiwei, Guard the Sky Prison For a Hundred Years

　　Shenhou Mansion is located just south of the capital, while Tianlao is not close to the outskirts to the west of the capital.

　　 At this time, on an official road leading to the city, Mei Jin was pushing the car steadily.

　　 Neither of them spoke, but their expressions were very wonderful.

　　 Ruthlessly trembles all over from time to time, exerting slight force.

　　 Mei Jinze frowned from time to time.

　　 Mei Jin frowns as long as he exerts mercilessly.

　　 The two sides are in a tacit understanding, following this weird rhythm, one after another.

　　 The two seemed to be vying with each other at this time, it was up to whoever couldn't hold on first.

　　 Finally, the ruthless body trembles again, and Mei Jin can't help it.

　　 "I said, almost done, how many times have it been, if it can be successful early."

　　 ruthlessly pursed his mouth proudly.

　　 "How do you know if you don't try, you won't be able to persist like this forever, maybe you will relax the next moment?"

　　 Mei Jin snorted coldly.

　　 "You underestimated my stamina. If this continues, you must be the first person who can't hold on."

　　 Ruthlessly returned it with a cold snort.

　　 "Who said this is accurate, I haven't reached the limit yet, keep on chanting."

　　 Seeing this, Mei Jin sighed helplessly.

　　 "I have served you, I want to know what to say directly, I will never hide what I can say."

　　 "Who knows if you will lie to me?"

　　 Seeing that he couldn't persuade the other party, Mei Jin didn't bother to say anything.

　　 Anyway, there is a sword-intent blessing, and he doesn't worry about what the other party can find.

　　 But being harassed by the other party all the time, Mei Jin also feels a little annoyed.

　　 simply repeated the old tricks, slightly lowered the resistance of the sword intent, and began to think about all kinds of obscenities in his mind.

　　 As expected, the effect was immediate.

　　 The ruthless thought of searching immediately paused and retracted.

　　 But before Mei Jin was happy too soon, the idea struck again.

　　 I just listened to a ruthless snort.

　　 "You...you underestimated me. Last time something happened suddenly. Do you really think I'm afraid of this kind of thing?"

　　 Mei Jin couldn't help but feel amused when he heard the ruthlessly trembling voice.

　　Innocent girl, your red ears have completely betrayed you, okay?

　　 are all boys, you pretend to be an old driver.

　　 did not reveal the other party, Mei Jin made a slight adjustment to the picture in his mind.

　　 The cavalry dismounted instantly, and the infantry lined up.

　　 Almost instantly, his ruthless body shook suddenly.

　　 The true energy of the big drum leaked out of his body.

　　 Mei Jin only felt a huge force coming from his wrist and released the wheelchair.

　　 The ruthless figure ran far away directly.

　　 Although his legs can't move, the ruthless Qinggong is not vague. Under the cover of night, it looks like a ghost to the square, and it disappears for a while.

　　 Mei Jin stood in place, watching him from a distance, and sighed involuntarily.

　　 "It's still too young, can you still get it in Europe and America?"

　　 ran away mercilessly, and Mei Jin was too lazy to follow him, and then returned to the jail.

　　 just ran into Jin Yichuan and Leng Lingqi at the gate of the prison.

　　 I saw these two people with sad faces, squatting on the ground face to face.

　　 Seeing Mei Jin coming over, the two immediately got up.

　　 "My lord, you are so fast."

　　 Mei Jin looked at Jin Yichuan and squeezed the handle of the knife slightly.

　　 "What are you two doing?"

　　 "Oh, it's Brother Leng, he has no place to live now, I want to take him back to my place for a squeeze, but..."

　　 Before Jin Yichuan finished speaking, Leng Lingqi took out a fat little milk dog from his arms. Depending on the breed, it should be a pug.

　　 This dog Mei Jin has the impression that Leng Lingqi picked it up on the side of the road.

　　 may have felt sympathy with him, so I kept bringing him by her side.

　　 After thinking about it, Mei Jin understood what was going on.

　　 Jin Yichuan now lives in a communal house arranged by the government. Besides him, many Jin Yiwei colleagues live together.

　　 Leng Lingqi is now working for Jinyiwei, so he can naturally live together, but it is forbidden to keep animals there.

　　 Mei Jin touched the puppy's head.

　　 "Leave it in the classroom. Anyway, for the time being, we will be a few of us. You will take turns feeding on weekdays."

　　It's just a dog. For Leng Lingqi, such a capable subordinate, Mei Jin is naturally willing to make it easy.

　　 "By the way, turn around and get him a sign of military dog, so you can repay the bill for eating and drinking."

　　 Although the pug is a bit nonsense as a military dog, but who calls Mei Jin has a good uncle.

　　 He has always done this piece of wool.

　　 Back to the class room, Mei Jin found Zhu Ting's registration file and checked it.

　　 Under this mashup worldview, all original memories can only be used as references, and the original plot cannot be trusted. .

　　A body of Rama can involve the ancestor of the bleeding knife. If Meijin still judges based on the plot in his memory, it is definitely digging a hole for himself.

　　According to the dossier, the most widely circulated silver banknotes currently on the market are Chase Banknotes from Chase Bank.

　　 Zhu Ting is the maker of the printing plate of Chase treasure.

　　 Chase treasure banknotes will destroy the printing plate every time they are printed, so it is extremely difficult to forge.

　　 However, recently, a large number of Chase treasures suddenly appeared on the market.

　　 Regardless of their workmanship, printing, and pattern, they are no different from the official Chase treasure banknotes. Even Zhu Ting himself can't tell the authenticity of these silver banknotes.

　　 There is only one flaw, that is, most of the numbers of the counterfeit bills are repeated.

　　 This means that someone forged a printed banknote ~ www.wuxiahere.com~ a large number of repeated printing of the same number of silver banknotes.

　　 But looking at the world, who can forge the printing plates of the wonderful boss Zhu Ting.

　　 Of course, everyone felt that Zhu Ting was guarding and stealing himself, secretly making printing plates by himself.

　　According to Mei Jin's understanding, Zhu Ting actually has a junior, whose craftsmanship is not under Zhu Ting's, and he is called Yue Qing.

　　 It was someone who imprisoned Yue Qing secretly, using all kinds of inhuman torture to get the other party to make counterfeit money printing plates.

　　 In the original book, Yue Qing was imprisoned by a six-door catcher named Loma and the chief treasurer of Chase Bank.

　　 They also secretly set up an organization called Bliss House to open casino brothels to attract all kinds of wealthy and powerful people to consume inside, and take the opportunity to spread the counterfeit banknotes.

　　 Those guests who only care about pleasure have become the biggest helpers in the circulation of counterfeit banknotes in the Bliss Tower.

　　 However, these plots are not necessarily applicable to the current situation.

　　 After all, this counterfeit currency case also mixed the plot of the four famous arrests.

　　 The two parties are combined, and the specific details are estimated to be more complicated.

　　 But no matter what, if you want to clear Zhu Ting's grievances, the Bliss Tower must be found.

　　 In the original work, Lu Xiaofeng and the others found the Bliss Tower by smelling the nose of Huamanlou, but Mei Jin didn't have this condition.

　　 "Elysium, Elysium, eh! It seems that there was a prisoner who came out of Elysium." (Chapter 35)

　　 Mei Jin was very impressed by this.

　　 The last time he was fishing in Zhang's Mansion, Jin Yichuan happened to take a prisoner in Tianja, and he seemed to be from the Bliss Tower.

　　 And it was precisely because of the other party's contribution that Mei Jin's sunflower acupuncture point player successfully rose to a level, reaching the state of integration.

　　 "I shouldn't be out of prison, right."