Bangkok, BangKang Central Prison. Under the guidance of the prison guards, Song Kan passed through the iron gates and finally entered the highest-level prison in Thailand called "Bangkok Hilton Hotel".

BangKang Central Prison is a special prison specially set up for death row inmates and severe criminal law, where more than 4,000 of the most vicious prisoners in Thailand are held here. At the same time, it is also the prison with the best infrastructure and the most stringent security measures in Thailand. It is precisely because the BangKang Central Prison is so special that Song Kancai specially detained Alexander Ulbricht, the main criminal of the Black Death case, on the death row here.

"Shh!"

As the small window on the iron door of the cell was opened, Song Kan observed the situation of Alexander Ulbricht in the cell through the small window. I saw a weak figure squatting in the corner of the cell. He had no clothes on his upper body, and his long hair completely covered his face. And her two hands were wrapped with thick gauze. It looked like he was wearing two boxing gloves. The only thing that confuses Sonkan is that Ulbricht's hands are both chained to the wall. It seemed that the prison guards here were deliberately trying to make things difficult for him.

"Shh!"

As the small window on the door was closed again, Song Kan took a few steps back in the direction away from the prison door, then called the person in charge here to his side, and asked the other person in a low voice:

"Why are you torturing him like this, are you really going to let me hand over an apparently abused Ulbricht to the Americans? Do you know if those Western journalists, who are afraid of chaos, see With Ulbricht like this, how would they slander our Thai justice system in the media..."

Although Song Kan deliberately lowered his voice, his words still embarrassed the person in charge of the prison. Now everyone knows that he is a rising star in Thailand's police circle, not only the high-level police system appreciates him, but also the FBI. So in the face of Song Kan's dissatisfaction, the person in charge of Bang Kang Central Prison naturally did not dare to neglect.

Officer Songkan, things are not what you think. This guy has committed suicide twice since he was locked here. The first time he tied a towel to the doorknob and tried to hang himself by squatting. The second time he broke himself with his own teeth. The arteries on both wrists, if our people hadn't discovered it early, he would have almost died. The reason why we tied him up like this was because we were afraid that he would kill himself again...

"What? Already committed suicide twice? Why didn't you tell me..."

Song Kan questioned the people in BangKang Central Prison with some dissatisfaction.

"We just felt that if this matter spread out, it would not be good for the prison's reputation, so..."

"So you hide it from me, you see what he looks like now, the Americans will arrive next week, and then you will let Ulbricht appear in front of the media's camera?"

"Officer Songkan, to be honest, Ulbricht is on a hunger strike right now, and we really don't have any good options..."

The person in charge of the prison replied to Song Kan with an embarrassed look on his face. Song Kan stared at the other party with some dissatisfaction, and then was silent for a long time before speaking to the prison officials.

"It really doesn't work, just tie him up and give him some nutrition by infusion! Anyway, you can't let him go to see the Americans like he is now. Absolutely not, do you have a doctor here?"

"The doctors here are all brought in from outside. The doctors here can only deal with some simple problems..."

"Go to a doctor right away and get Ulbricht's spirits up, or you know how serious the consequences are!"

Song Kham reprimanded the officials at BangKang Central Prison in dissatisfaction. Then he walked to the front of the cell again, opened the small window on the door again to check Ulbricht who was locked inside. I don't know if it was because he heard the movement outside the door, Ulbricht raised his head weakly. Come on, take a look at Song Kan.

Song Kan and Ulbricht looked at each other for a long time, as long as he was sure that this guy was alive and well, Song Kan would be relieved. He closed the small window on the prison door again, turned around and explained a few words to the prison officials around him, and then left BangKang Central Prison.

"Well, Warden, do you want to do as he says?"

When the officials of BangKang Central Prison stood in front of the door and watched Song Kan's car leave, someone whispered to the warden's ear and asked softly:

"Of course, now is Song Kan's happiest time, we can't go against his will, let's go, find a doctor outside as soon as possible, and take good care of that guy..."

...

Trapped in his cell, Ulbricht actually knew that death was the best outcome for him. Since being imprisoned here, Ulbricht has tried to cut himself off more than once. The first time he used his towel to hang himself on the doorknob, but unfortunately, he survived. The second time, Ulbricht bit off the blood vessel in his hand, but it was still a failed attempt. Two unsuccessful suicide experiences made the prison take stricter care of him, so he became what he is now.

For now, Ulbricht's only hope is that he can leave this world early. He knows that there are many people outside who are waiting for him to trouble him. If it falls into the hands of these people, he will be in danger. in this way.

I don't know how long it took, when the iron door of the cell was opened again, Ulbricht, who was already starving and dizzy, saw a man dressed as a doctor carrying a suitcase away from the door. Come in.

"Doctor, it's this guy! Please trouble yourself!"

The accompanying prison guard respectfully addressed the man called the doctor. I saw the other party nodded, then first touched Ulbricht's forehead with his hand, then checked his eyelids and pulse, and took out a stethoscope to listen to his heartbeat.

"no, do not want!"

Ulbricht said with the last of his strength.

"Some dehydration and malnutrition, I think he can only rely on infusion to maintain nutrition, so let me give him an injection first!"

"Oh, I'll trouble you, doctor!"

The doctor took out a needle from his carry-on medicine box, and then took out an injection. I saw that he methodically drew the medicine into the syringe.

"no, do not want!"

I don't know if I know that my painstaking efforts to find death will soon be in vain~lightnovelpub.net~ Ulbricht suddenly refused to the doctor with excitement.

"Don't get too excited, boy! Soon you'll be free..."

The doctor turned his back to the prison guard, blinked his eyes quickly twice, and whispered to Ulbricht.

Ulbricht saw the doctor's strange behavior, and he suddenly stopped himself and became quiet again.

"Anything else you want to tell me?"

The doctor suddenly shook the needle in his hand and asked in a low voice in English.

Ulbricht shook his head, then watched quietly as the medicine in the syringe was injected into his body.

"Thank you doctor!"

After the doctor and the prison guards left the cell, Ulbricht leaned against the wall with a strange smile on his face. He already knew that he didn't need to continue seeking death, because... he had already met the messenger of Satan.