543: Chapter 532 543: Chapter 532 Song Yun stood still, quietly contemplating.
He had intended to keep a low profile to better cooperate with Mr.
Song’s plans, wishing not to cause any additional chaos.
However, the recent assault had hit Song Yun’s limit.
If these people were still not satisfied and sought to push further, Song Yun didn’t mind showing them that there were some people you could hit, but merely chose not to.
“Come with me,” Zhang Longhu said, “I’ll introduce you to some people.
It might be helpful to you.
After all, we are roommates now, and I can’t just stand by and watch you get hit all the time.” He led Song Yun to a sandbox next to the playground where three middle-aged men were sitting and basking in the sun, the youngest of whom appeared to be in his thirties.
“Long, is this the newcomer who arrived yesterday?” a bald middle-aged man asked.
“That’s right, this kid is Song Yun.
Song Yun, this bald guy here is Baldy.
This one missing a front tooth is Que Men.
And this guy who looks about forty or fifty years old is Old Man.
Don’t be fooled by his appearance, he’s only in his thirties,” Zhang Longhu introduced.
Song Yun greeted the three men respectfully.
Afterward, Zhang Longhu pulled Song Yun to sit down on the sand and said, “Baldy here is our prison’s information broker.
There’s hardly anything he doesn’t know or can’t find out.
If you want to know something, you can ask him, but of course, you’ll have to pay.”
Baldy laughed and said to Song Yun, “You’re new, so I’ll let you ask a question for free.”
“Um…
I’ll think of something to ask later,” Song Yun hesitated before replying.
“Alright then, whenever you think of something, just come to me, haha!” Baldy exclaimed.
“This Que Men here is our prison’s smuggler.
Whatever you want, he can get for you.
From something as small as a pencil and eraser to weapons like knives, guns, clubs, and sticks.
Of course, the riskier the item, the pricier it gets,” Zhang Longhu continued.
“Ha, Baldy gave you a question, so I’ll also give you something,” said Que Men, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small booklet about palm-sized.
“This thing is a great way to kill time in prison!” Que Men said with a smirk.
Song Yun took the booklet and when he opened it, the cover read ‘The Appreciation and Taste of Art’, but inside were high-definition, large pictures of various stars – it even included material from some stars you wouldn’t believe they could get!
Impressed, Song Yun took a longer look at Que Men.
“This Old Man here specializes in middleman services.
If you have something you want done, you can tell the Old Man, and he’ll find someone to do it for you, but naturally, it comes at a cost,” Zhang Longhu stated.
Old Man glanced at Song Yun and said indifferently, “I don’t have anything to give you.”
“No need, no need.
I just hope for some guidance from Old Man,” Song Yun replied humbly.
“I can’t promise guidance, but I’ll give you a piece of information.
Xie zi is on my list, with a price tag.
For 100,000, as long as you can afford it, Xie zi won’t live to see tomorrow’s sun,” Old Man said as he looked at Song Yun.
“100,000!?” Song Yun exclaimed in surprise.
“Here, as long as you can pay the price, you can get rid of anyone, even the high and mighty,” Old Man said confidently.
“Don’t doubt the Old Man’s words,” Zhang Longhu said seriously.
“How much would it cost for that high and mighty…?” Song Yun asked.
“Over 10 million,” Old Man answered casually, as if he were talking about the price of meat at 10 yuan per kilogram.
“Money talks,” Zhang Longhu whispered, “In prison, actually, many people have a price on their heads.”
“What do you mean?”
“Prison is full of bad people.
Since none are saints, conflicts are inevitable.
But if you don’t want to get your hands dirty, you’ll need to hire someone.
There are always those hungry for money, ready to risk their lives.
Of course, there are exceptions…”
“For example, someone like that high and mighty guy has a bounty of 10 million.
Lots of people could afford that, but you’d need someone brave enough to take the job and capable enough to carry it out.
Plus, even if you managed to kill him, you probably wouldn’t survive either.
And we’re not even getting into how the Prison Chief or his backers would handle it.
So, this bounty of 10 million has been out there for years without a taker,” Zhang Longhu explained.
“Oh!” Song Yun nodded, “So you’re saying he has a bounty of 10 million.
If I can afford it, then I can ask you to see if anyone’s willing to take it.
But because of his strength, no one has taken up that bounty yet, right?”
“That’s right, if one day you can take down the high and mighty one, you come to Old Man here to claim the 10 million bounty left by the employer,” Zhang Longhu said.
“I got it,” Song Yun nodded, “Who else commands a high price in this prison?”
“There’s the 10 million high and mighty one, and then there’s Qian Kaikou at 12 million,” Zhang Longhu stated.
“What about the people in Yama Palace?” asked Song Yun, uninterested in either the high and mighty or Qian Kaikou.
“That’s something you’ll have to ask Old Man, I don’t know,” said Zhang Longhu with a shake of his head.
“People in Yama Palace aren’t stable prices because they often get pulled out to face the firing squad.
Once they’re executed, any grudges are settled.
So, unless you’re dealing with those sentenced to life or reprieve, those on death row generally don’t have a price…”
“Who’s the priciest among those with a reprieve?” Song Yun asked curiously.
“The highest price is naturally on the Judge,” Old Man’s face showed a trace of fear, “Someone set a bounty of 500 million to take the Judge’s life.
Three have tried, and all three are dead…”
“500 million!?
That high?
How could it be?
At that price, I reckon even the Prison Chief would be tempted,” Song Yun said, puzzled.
“The Prison Chief wouldn’t get involved in such affairs,” Old Man stated flatly, “There are many intricacies here beyond the reach of a Prison Chief or this Prison Police Captain.
The people with high bounties, there aren’t many the Prison Chief can touch.
Take Qian Kaikou, for instance.
If the Prison Chief dared to cross him, by tomorrow his entire family might end up feeding the fish in the sea.”
“Really?
But the Prison Chief is a ranking official!” Song Yun said in surprise.
“What’s an official worth?
You know the background of Qian Kaikou?
The man has enough money to crush you.
Sure, he’s incarcerated now, but he’s not someone a petty Prison Chief can handle.
Maybe if a big shot came along, they could deal with Qian Kaikou.
But Qian Kaikou’s connections are complex, with ties to both high and low.
To think you could claim Qian Kaikou’s life for 12 million is pretty unrealistic.
To put it plainly, what can 12 million buy nowadays?
In Yanjing City Center, after getting a house and decorating it, buying a car, 12 million would be gone without a trace,” Old Man elaborated.