Chapter 125: Shocking News of Death

News that someone had died in the prison spread quickly among all the inmates.

Ye Fei heard about it too, though he did not know that the dead man was Xiao Bai.

“Someone died in the bathhouse last night. You heard?” one prisoner said.

“What happened?”

“Come on, tell us. What was it?”

Several others gathered around curiously to listen.

“Shh. Don’t spread this around. If that lunatic finds out I’ve been talking about him behind his back, I’ll never have a peaceful day again,” the prisoner warned.

“Which lunatic?” a newcomer asked curiously.

“Who else? Ruthless Wolf. He’s interested in women and fair-skinned men alike. Last night, he killed someone in the bathhouse,” the prisoner whispered.

Ye Fei shook his head. One listen was enough for him to know that someone had been brutally sodomized to death.

“This resulted in a death. That’s a serious matter!” the prisoners in the cell exclaimed one after another.

“A serious matter to that bunch? It’ll definitely be swept under the rug in the end,” the prisoner said with a sigh.

“True. Those people… Forget it, let’s not talk about them. Don’t bring trouble on ourselves. Just tell us who the dead man was,” someone said, then cautiously fell silent.

The prisoner sat on his bunk. Only after everyone had gathered around him did he lower his voice mysteriously.

“You wouldn’t believe how pitiful it is. I heard the dead kid was only twenty years old, clean-cut and fair. No idea what crime he committed to end up here, but he was locked in Ruthless Wolf’s cell. Last night, Ruthless Wolf took him to the bathhouse and tortured him to death.”

Twenty years old. Clean-cut and fair.

Ye Fei frowned. Something felt wrong.

“Tsk, tsk. What a poor kid.”

“If his family doesn’t have any influence, this will definitely be buried.”

The prisoners sighed among themselves.

“Forget it. I heard the kid was just an ordinary street punk, and he had only been arrested yesterday. As soon as he arrived, he was sent to the veterans’ cell and beaten half to death by more than a dozen of them. After that, he was transferred to Ruthless Wolf’s cell. Tell me, if he hadn’t offended some powerful figure outside, how could an ordinary prisoner receive this kind of ‘treatment’? So even if he died, this matter was bound to be suppressed,” the prisoner said.

With a sudden scrape, Ye Fei sprang up from his bunk and walked toward the man who had delivered the news.

What the man had described sounded far too much like what had happened to Xiao Bai and the others. But so many people entered the prison every day; it was entirely possible that he was talking about someone else. Ye Fei had to find out for certain.

The prisoner’s name was Liang Ji. He was not very old—probably even younger than Ye Fei, perhaps twenty-four or twenty-five. He was dark, thin, and looked like a rather sharp fellow.

He had been arrested for helping his brothers fight on the streets.

Bored by life in prison, Liang Ji loved gathering all sorts of gossip, then returning to his cell to show off his knowledge to his cellmates.

He had been there for nearly half a year and was already an old hand. After seeing every kind of prisoner, he had developed a certain instinct for judging people. One glance at Ye Fei was enough to tell him that Ye Fei was not someone to be trifled with.

Now Ye Fei was clearly walking toward him, and his expression seemed distinctly unfriendly. Liang Ji could not help growing nervous.

“D-do you need something?” Liang Ji asked, his eyes darting about uncertainly.

Only then did Ye Fei realize that he looked far too severe. He relaxed his expression and asked gently, “I heard what you said just now. I only arrived yesterday myself, along with several friends. What you described sounds very much like what happened to one of them, so I wanted to ask you a few questions.”

Liang Ji relaxed. Ye Fei’s cold, stern expression had frightened him so badly that his heart had been pounding.

“Hey, brother, go ahead and ask! My information is the most reliable in this prison,” Liang Ji said cheerfully.

“There are some details about what you mentioned that aren’t clear. I’d like you to find out whether the dead man was my friend. Can you do that?” Ye Fei asked.

“Sure. I’ll make a few inquiries,” Liang Ji replied.

Then, by means Ye Fei could not determine, Liang Ji bribed a guard and slipped out of the cell. He did not return until more than half an hour later.

When he came back, his face was flushed with excitement.

“Brother Fei, I don’t know your friend’s name, but I’m certain the dead man was him. The only people who were sent to the veterans’ cell and beaten yesterday were your friends. No one else received that kind of ‘treatment,’” Liang Ji said.

Ye Fei’s expression instantly darkened. His gaze turned as cold and sharp as ice.

Liang Ji’s body trembled involuntarily.

Killing intent. This Ye Fei was radiating killing intent—

“Thank you, Liang Ji. Can you tell me exactly what happened?” Ye Fei asked in a low voice.

“Uh, Brother Fei, no need to thank me. You already know what happened before that. As for what came afterward…” Liang Ji began.

“I didn’t see your friend’s body myself, but I heard that someone did. He was lying naked in the bathhouse. He had been soaking in the water for so long that his skin had turned pale. His body was covered in bruises, and there was blood all over the floor. His hair was dripping wet. He was lying facedown when he died. According to the person who saw him, he had been brutally violated. The attacker was extremely rough, and…” Liang Ji paused and glanced at Ye Fei.

After hesitating, he continued, “I heard that both his eyes were still open—wide open. He died with his eyes unclosed, unable to rest in peace.”

Ye Fei drew a deep breath.

“What about the others who were with him?” he asked heavily.

“I haven’t heard anything about the others. They should be fine,” Liang Ji replied.

Ye Fei nodded and rose to his feet. He stared toward the door of the cell, his eyes filled with overwhelming murderous intent.

“He’s dead. Xiao Bai is dead.”

Two guards came to the cell door and happened to meet Ye Fei’s icy gaze. They immediately stumbled backward two steps before recovering.

“Damn it, he scared me half to death. I thought the kid was about to kill someone,” one guard muttered.

“Ye Fei, someone has come to see you. Get out here,” another guard shouted impatiently, rapping his baton against the iron door.

“Brother Fei, stay calm,” Liang Ji urged softly.

Ye Fei smiled at him. His eyes narrowed, and his voice was as cold as winter frost.

“Don’t worry. I won’t act rashly. If I let myself die this easily, that would be letting those people off far too cheaply.”

With that, Ye Fei strode out of the cell and was led away by the two guards.

“Who came to see me?” Ye Fei asked.

“You’ll know when you see them. How would I know who it is?” one of the guards replied.

Ye Fei fell silent.

Some people had already come to see him yesterday. At this hour, only a few possibilities remained.