Chapter 369 Jedgar's Wealth Code

On Saturday morning, Xifa changed into a set of work clothes made of burlap. This set of work clothes has the strong characteristics of Jedga Island. A sweat towel that can also be tied around the neck.

The clothes were given by the jailer named Marcian last night. The guard who can guard the single cell is of a higher rank in the prison, so Marcian has some privileges.

An example would be the cleaners assigned to prison cells.

The cells in the prison are cleaned three times a week. Because the cleaning costs will be higher, some workers will give some benefits to guards like Marchian so that these guards can win jobs for themselves.

Of course, the so-called benefits are nothing more than a few breads, some fruits and the like.

After all, even if the salary is higher, there is a limit.

Today, Markian originally arranged for a cleaner, but now, this quota belongs to Xifa.

After Sifa changed into clothes, she disguised herself a little to make herself look less clean. In addition, he has to endure the peculiar smell emitted by this suit, which is the result of a mixture of body odor, sweat, alcohol and other smells.

Even though Sifa had been washed last night and left to dry outside, it couldn't get rid of the smell.

Xifa checked the things he had brought.

After confirming that nothing was missing, he picked up the cleaning tools and left the hotel.

When he came to the jailer's residence, he just happened to come out of the house. Ma Jian looked Sifa up and down, nodded and said, "Come with me."

They went to the prison on foot, which gave Xifa the opportunity to visit Yedga. The houses on Yedga Island are basically wooden houses, with a maximum of three floors. Seeing Xifa observing the houses on the street, Marchian introduced .

"We have earthquakes all year round, but the magnitude of the vibration is not large, but for safety reasons, the building is still made of wood. This way, even if the house collapses, it is easy to clean up and rescue."

They passed another square in which stood a brass statue of Jedgar, the owner of the island.

There are two soldiers guarding the statue next to it. Everyone who passes the statue should put their hands on their chests and bow slightly to the statue.

Fortunately, Xifa and the others just passed by from a distance, otherwise Xifa would have to bow to the man who looks like a nouveau riche.

After leaving the square, the number of houses gradually decreased, and farmland began to be seen. In the distance, there were large private plantations. The air here was fresh, but occasionally a carriage passed by, so horse manure could be seen on the side of the road from time to time.

But after a while, Makian stopped and said in a low voice, "Here we are."

"After entering, you can observe, but don't ask. Remember to follow me all the time. If there is any problem, I will deal with it."

Xifa nodded, and raised the sweat scarf tied around his neck to slightly block his obviously Loenian appearance.

They didn't go in through the black iron gate of the prison. Markian took Sifa to a smaller wooden door not far from the gate. He knocked on the wooden door, and the wooden door opened. A soldier looked out and said nothing. , Let the two of Xifa enter.

Inside the door seemed to be a guard room, and three or four soldiers were yawning, eating, or fiddling with their rifles.

Ma Jian greeted each of them, then left with Xifa, and then came out to a square, but this square was separated by a passage with barbed wire.

The two of Xifa walked on this passage. As for the square on the other side, it was obviously for the prisoners to relax.

It's not yet time to let the wind go, the square is very quiet, only soldiers in twos and threes pass by. After walking for a while, suddenly there was the sound of the big iron gate opening behind, followed by a burst of human voices.

Ma Jian stopped and said in a low voice, "You can watch for a while."

Sifa looked at him: "What happened?"

"It's nothing, I just caught a group of prisoners from outside." Markian leaned against the wall with no expression on his face, as if he was used to such things.

Xifa looked towards the gate, and saw a team coming in from outside the gate, all prisoners with their hands and feet in shackles, they were roughly driven by soldiers, and they were all inspected when they entered the gate. Personal items were confiscated and there seemed to be no chance of ever getting them back.

"These guys will be locked up in prison for a few months. In fact, it doesn't take that long. Some soft bones will beg to leave within a month. At that time, they need to sign a labor agreement and work on the island for five years. You can leave."

"But usually, they don't live that long."

Markian glanced at Xifa and said: "They are some free laborers. You only need to give them a little food every day, and they will continue to create wealth for the people of Jedga."

Sifa understood.

Those so-called prisoners probably had never committed a crime at all, but they were thrown into prison by Yede for various reasons.

They were tortured in prison, and either died in prison or became a labor force on the island. Most people will choose the latter, which is where Yedgar's wealth code lies.

A place like this is simply a hotbed for evil gods to descend. Could it be that Yedgar was bewitched by an evil organization? For example, Rose School

"Let's go."

Markian cleared his throat and said in a low voice, the number of soldiers in the passage increased significantly due to the arrival of a batch of prisoners.

Although these soldiers were going for the prisoners, Makian was also worried that they would find out the identity of Xifa and hurt himself.

Xifa raised his sweater again, took two steps forward, lowered his head, and said in a voice that Makian could only hear: "Before I came here, I heard that Spender Clarence was a 'guest' in this prison, Can you arrange for me to clean his room?"

Ma Jian stopped and said nervously: "This is different from what we agreed."

"What's the difference? I just want to interview this famous poet, writer and traveler."

"No, Lord Jedgar will come to investigate from time to time. If he finds out, I will die!" Makian's face became quite ugly.

Xifa chuckled: "5 minutes, I will go in for 5 minutes, and you Lord Jedgar won't find out."

"In addition, I will pay you another 10 pounds. If you are afraid, you can take this money and leave Yedgar."

Makian's breathing became heavy: "10 pounds? Are you serious?"

Xifa took out 5 pounds from his pocket and stuffed it into Markian's pocket: "When I come out, I will give you another 5 pounds."

"Damn it!" Makian gritted his teeth, "5 minutes, you can only go in for 5 minutes."

"certainly."

"Come with me."

A moment later, Sifa was standing in front of a cell door.

Markian took out a bunch of keys and opened the door. He looked around vigilantly and said in a low voice: "After you go in, I will lock the door. I will open the door again in five minutes. When that time comes, you must leave here immediately. "

"Just do as you say." Sifa nodded.

With a bang, the door opened, and Makian gestured: "Go in."

Xifa walked into the cell with the tools, and after the cell door closed behind him, he looked around.

The private cell was fairly spacious, with a high window that let in the wind and the sun.

The cell has a separate bathroom, a bed, a desk, and even an oil painting.

It was, however, a self-portrait of Jedgar.

In the corner beside the bed, a man was huddled there, holding his head, trembling