live in jail [interstellar]

"Don't mind if I bring one more person."

Qiao Mobai pointed to Zeng Dong, who was held in his arms, and smiled dazzlingly with his big white teeth.

He found a stool and sat down on his own, with his back against the wall, his arm around Zeng Dong's neck, and he faced the group of strangers.

"Georgian, according to the prisoner's report, there is an abnormality in your mental body. For your safety and health, we suggest that you have another examination."

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man with an older face pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and said.

"What if I don't agree? What should I do?"

Let's not talk about what the spiritual body is. First of all, he doesn't have any. The inspection is a fart, and the prisoner reported him. There are currently only three people in the prison who have hatred against him.

Xia Gan counts as one, Zeng Dong counts as one, and No. [-] who offended last night counts as another.

Except for these three people, there is no other possibility.

Hearing that he disagreed with the inspection, the researchers in the room all looked at their colleagues with the same meaning.

Whatever the case today, they must do a new examination for Georgian.

"If you don't agree, then you will be isolated from other prisoners from today until you agree to the inspection."

The person holding on to Zeng Dong blinked, and the tails of his raised eyes trembled with innocence, "Okay, I just happen to be tired of living in No. [-], so Zeng Dong can live with me too."

Everyone: "..." This is the first time I saw a person in confinement so happy.

"I disagree."

Zeng Dong, who was taken as a hostage, opened his mouth. The person who had been silent since entering the door raised his hand. When Georgian was not paying attention, he twisted his hands vigorously, twisting his body into a weird angle, and the blade between the arteries cut directly. broke his throat.

The man with blood on his hands squeezed the blade and forced it out of his neck, then turned around and pulled out the rope in his pocket, and tied up the man who hadn't reacted yet.

Qiao Mobai lowered his head to look at the rope that was tied to his body, and then raised his head to look at the man who was bleeding all over his body but was still busy tying the knot for himself.

"Now, it's time for you to get checked."

'Aren't you... not in pain? "This man was too cruel to him. Qiao Mobai looked at the bloody neck. If the wound had appeared on his body, he would have hugged Ms. Liu and screamed for him to cook pig's trotters for a month. Body.

The man just frowned slightly, pursed his lips tightly and tightened the rope on his body, and then he had time to answer his question; "Mind yourself!"

The honest man who was tied up was well-behaved (forced) and was surrounded by a group of people for a full-body examination.

It turned out that he didn't have such a thing as a spiritual body at all.

The person with ropes tied to his wrists and feet suddenly became abnormally silent after learning of this result.

This kind of silence reached its peak when he was asked out of the examination room after all his examinations were over.

"I don't want to go, I'm sad, I'm desperate, I'm going to be depressed!"

Zeng Dong went out during the examination just now, and when he came back again, he heard that he didn't want to leave the examination room, so he opened the door and went in to untie the rope on the man's hands and feet: "Don't think about making trouble again, go back to your room."

Qiao Mobai glanced at him sideways, saw that the wound on his neck had disappeared completely, and suddenly asked curiously, "Xia Gan said that you are half-human, half-machine, and I am very curious about what part of your body is Original, after you installed these fake limbs, don’t you have pain nerves?”

The scene of this man wiping his own neck with a knife just now really scared Qiao Mobai a little.

After he moved in, he kept making small noises and never really wanted to kill anyone.

But just now, when Zeng Dong cut open his neck with his butterfly/butterfly/knife, the warm blood splashed on his arm, and Qiao Mobai's nerves were unexpectedly cut off.

This is a person, a real person who is a bit annoying but very real.

Just like that, he wiped his neck indifferently, the blood sprayed like soy milk, Comrade Qiao Mobai, a good citizen, couldn't adapt to this distorted social situation for a while, so he didn't react in time when he was tied up.

"It's none of your business."

Zeng Dong took down the rope, saw that he still didn't intend to leave at all, the rope wrapped around his wrist was turned around and let it go again: "Don't go? If you don't go, I'll tie you up, so you don't have to tear me down again." House of."

"Let's go!"

The person who had been tied up for a long time didn't really want to stay here, or the boy was covered in blood just now, which made him a little weak in fright.

Jumping off the bed, Qiao Mobai walked to the door alone, looked around, closed his eyes and stretched his arms: "I forgot how to walk back, you see me."

A pair of outstretched arms wavered restlessly in the air trying to grab him, Zeng Dong closed the door expressionlessly and walked out, taking a few steps forward on his own, but there was still no sound of footsteps behind him .

Looking back, the man was wearing a washed white shirt, some long hair blocked his eyebrows and eyes, leaning sideways against the door panel, a sense of fragility flashed under his fair face.

"Open your eyes."

Forbearance's voice appeared next to his ears, and the young man who was leaning against the door and resting with his eyes closed couldn't help but raised his mouth and shook his head vigorously; "Don't open! If I remember the way, what if you kill me later, or you It's okay to find someone to carry me back, I won't open it anyway!"

The sound of breathing in his ears became louder, and it could be heard that the other party was trying his best to hold back his anger. Qiao Mobai closed his eyes and waited. After 5 minutes, a hand finally pulled his arm and walked forward.

The stumbling man with his eyes closed and pulled, with a triumphant smile on his lips, followed him all the way to Prison No. [-].

After a quarter of an hour, Zeng Dong stopped and shook off the man's arm: "Here we are, go in."

Qiao Mobai opened his eyes, looked up at the gate of the No. [-] prison bungalow, and stretched his waist, "It's really here, thank you."

After finishing speaking, he walked up the steps, ran all the way back to his room No. [-], and took out the two pencils he was carrying with him from his backpack.

Qiao Mobai stood on the wall beside the bed with his eyes closed, using the pencil in his hand to draw down the routes he had just memorized one by one based on his feeling.

Five minutes later, the person squatting on the bed stopped writing, opened his eyes and tilted his head, and carefully looked at the road map he had drawn based on his feeling just now.

"Hopefully the phone will do the trick."

After the group of people checked their bodies, Qiao Mobai pretended to be lonely and huddled there, secretly turned on the live broadcast of his mobile phone, and put it into the examination room. There was a place under the bed just facing the window, and he charged the solar energy. The board is also placed there, and the direction of the phone lens is aimed at the bottom of the door. Now it depends on whether the phone can collect useful information for him tomorrow.

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