live in jail [interstellar]

"Xia Gan." Qiao Mobai's face was pale, and he sat on the white examination bed, his deep black eyes staring at the direction of the door: "Let's make a deal."

The person at the door didn't speak, but the orange cat squatting on the examination table squatted on the examination table and yelled at him again.

"I'll give you what you want, provided that you want to ensure my safety. No matter whether the danger comes from these robots or other prisoners, you need to ensure my safety."

He was a careless person from the beginning. During his transaction, his body gradually stood up straight, and his gaze became more and more intense. When the last word of that person disappeared from the corner of his mouth, the person at the door was already standing in front of him. In front of the stage, he bent down, and his sharp eyes fell on him.

Qiao Mobai only felt that his soul was about to be seen by others, and his palms became wet due to tension. He gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "The reason you encouraged people in Prison No. [-] to rush to No. [-] is for me. Now They are not here, as long as you help me with this matter, you will get what you want."

"Remember? That feeling, promise me if you want."

A slightly cold hand raised the man's chin, and the tall man looked down at this cunning man who was holding his own weakness, his thin lips were slightly parted with a hint of mist; "A lifetime?"

Qiao Mobai resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "Three times! Up to three times! You have already taken advantage of it for free before."

"Too little."

"Five times! No more, I'll find someone else." Qiao Mobai took a step back, expressing that he really couldn't go any further.

Xia Gan: "Okay."

"Georgian, it's time for your examination."

Zeng Dong waited for them to finish speaking, and motioned for the researcher to come forward and do the test for him.

The man shrunk into a ball, let go of the branch in his hand, resisted the pain, and sat there watching the researchers prick his finger, press the blood out and smear it on the test strip.

"Are you sick?"

The person whose right hand was pierced covered his neck with his left hand, frowned and stared at the researcher, then looked at his right hand, feeling insulted.

Qiao Mobai was so wronged, he took off his left hand covering his neck and spread it out, his palm was bright red, "I don't need the ready-made blood here, you did it on purpose!!!"

"Hahahahahaha, I want to see the host's expression at the moment."

"Grievance! I feel sorry for the anchor's right hand."

"Hahahaha, being laughed at by the anchor!"

"It's such a serious exchange, but I laughed so hard that my third uncle's dog flew up to the third floor and bit me."

The mobile phone under the bed cannot see the screen, but can hear all the chat content, which alone is enough for the audience to listen with gusto.

The number of people in the upper left corner keeps increasing, from [-] to [-] to [-] to [-], and there are also an endless stream of rewards.

Tens of thousands of people gathered in this live broadcast room, only Zeng Dong's feet and the white wall were in the picture, other than that, there was only a group of people talking nonsense.

In this way, a total of 4 people were attracted to come in, and there is no plan to leave for the time being.

"It's booming, selling yourself, is the anchor okay?"

"Sell yourself hahahaha, don't talk about it upstairs, if you talk about it, I will wipe tears for the anchor."

The discussion in the comments was very lively. In the examination room, Qiao Mobai jumped off the bed, clutched his bleeding neck and looked around the empty room. After failing to find what he wanted, he raised his head at Zeng Dong in dissatisfaction.

"Where is the medical room? I need to sew my neck."

Zeng Dong stared at the blood on his neck, turned around and beckoned the subordinates outside the door, bowed his head and followed his ears, and soon the robot took orders to leave.

The researchers who finished the examination quickly left the room with the test strip, and placed the results of the test strip in front of an old man on crutches.

"The result of the re-examination is the same as before. He is not Georgian."

This result was quickly picked up by the old man, and he tested the test strip on the table with the result after Georgian sent it in for the first time.

What this shows above is that this is completely two people.

"Call Qiao's family first and inform them to come to visit the prison. Also send someone to check on the Eagle Army. The last time Georgian escaped from prison, they sent him back. If there is another Georgian, he will definitely be with them."

Since last year, more and more interstellar people have returned to their ancestors, only a part of them were sent to the lion prison, and there are many atavistic people hidden in the dark outside.

George Ann's escape was probably not his own plan.

"But let the people from the Qiao family come, won't this matter leak out?" The researcher didn't understand why he didn't go to arrest George Ann who had escaped first, but instead asked the people from the Qiao family to come to see this fake person.

"They will see the real Georgian. There is only one Georgian in this world. This person has been locked up in our prison from beginning to end. The person in Room [-] has no doubts, and his friends have no doubts. Since everyone said he Yes, then he is."

The researcher understood, and with a look of secret joy in his eyes, he was ordered to call Qiao's family.

The test strip in the room was picked up again, and then a burst of flames rose from the edge, and the piece of paper was reduced to ashes in an instant.

In the examination room, Xia Gan was sitting on the stool next to Qiao Mobai, and the fat orange cat nestled comfortably in Qiao Mobai's arms.

One person and one beast have been pasted here with this super glue-like posture ever since they agreed to his conditions.

Qiao Mobai, who was leaning his neck up to let the wound be stitched up, had red eyes, and tears fell down worthlessly.

Drop by drop flowed down the corners of his eyes, and a barbed tongue swept across his cheek from time to time.

Standing not far away, Zeng Dong's eyes fell on the man from time to time. Seeing the picture of him crying because of the pain of suturing the wound, he frowned, and then walked up to the robot.

The fingers of the high-performance robot flexibly used the sterilized tools to suture the man's neck wound bit by bit, and under Zeng Dong's inspection, there were no mistakes in the movements.

"Georgian, why are you crying?"

Qiao Mobai's eyeballs rolled down, and after turning around half a circle, he gave Zeng Dong a tearful look: "Your uncle, have you ever seen someone who sewed his neck without anesthesia? The employer is a machine shell just like you, right?" .”

This treatment was so painful that he was almost out of his body until only this skin was left.

It was rare for Zeng Dong not to answer right away. After three seconds of silence, he spoke again: "Trash."

"Yes, the trash doesn't want to see your sad face now, so go away." The person who was treated as a trash waved his hand in disgust and told him to go away.

The one who answered him was the back of Zeng Dong's head. Qiao Mobai sat there unlovingly waiting for the researcher to sew up the last stitch, and then sat there for another 10 minutes before recovering.

The rest of the people in the room left, and Zeng Dong was also left in a rage. Someone tore off the summer dry sticking to his body, got up and walked to the bed, bent down and picked up the cell phone and solar charger hidden underneath. come out.

"When did you put it here?"

Xia Gan poked his head from behind him and raised his eyebrows when he saw what he was holding in his hand. He knew this thing, and he had seen him holding it all the time before.

The author has something to say: Zeng Dong's diary: The prisoner in Room [-] actually cried today, such a small wound, what a waste!Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution~

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