live in jail [interstellar]

Qiao Mobai didn't see the scene of the two standing on the small path and fighting each other. After returning to the room with the clothes he had snatched, he threw the things aside and quickly opened the live broadcast room on his mobile phone. After the audience came in, he quickly asked What happened in the inspection room just now.

"Just an hour ago, did you find anything?"

Qiao Mobai held the phone, staring at the comments in the lower left corner of the screen, waiting for everyone's reply.

"Don't worry, anchor, nothing happened just now."

"Hahahahaha, thinking of the anchor selling himself, my stomach hurts even now!"

The viewers who watched the entire live broadcast were holding their sore stomachs from laughing, and couldn't believe that such a weird thing could happen to them.

"Cough, cough, stop making trouble, everyone, the anchor is going to cry again, let me explain, half an hour after the anchor left, a sweeping monk appeared, and the sweeping monk found that your inspection report was not the same as that of George Ann's result is different, maybe the blood type is different, so they are going to do another test on you."

"The anchor can pack up his things now. These people should know that they have arrested the wrong person. You can prepare to get out of prison."

"Yes, congratulations to the anchor! You are the first anchor in our live broadcasting industry to go to jail, and you are also the first anchor to be released from prison so soon!"

Qiao Mobai looked at the content that appeared on the comment, frowned and read every word displayed on it back and forth three times, then stared at the screen with eyes fixed on the camera: "Brothers, are you sure you didn't lie to me?" Did they really know they caught the wrong guy?"

"Correct!"

"Correct!"

"Yes!

"Duoduo Yu, reward the anchor with a thousand copies, congratulations for the anchor!"

"Efforts to earn money and the sleeping male god rewarded the anchor with a hundred spaceships. Congratulations to the anchor for being released from prison!"

"Be careful, donate a thousand copies to the anchor, please give the mobile phone to Zhou Quan's cutie before leaving! I will sponsor you ten new mobile phones!!!"

Qiao Mobai, who was looking at the screen and surprised that he was about to be released from prison, was moved and complicated emotions were immediately smashed into fragments by the tipping of the little heart.

Holding up the mobile phone, he tried to persuade the other party solemnly, "My dear, Zhou Quan has brother Wen in your family. Even if I leave the mobile phone behind, you are not afraid that Zhou Quan will play his brother Wen live every day. When the time comes, your darling The son must be broken into husband and wife liver slices."

"Hahahahaha, Husband and wife liver slices, it's husband and wife lung slices."

"Don't tell me, after being reminded by the anchor, I'm really hungry and want to eat liver!"

"It's not bad to let Zhou Quan broadcast live, we can see the real situation in this prison." Yancheng fisherman commented on the line.

"Hello, Uncle JC."

"Good afternoon, uncle."

"Uncle is here, I will withdraw first."

In the comments, when many viewers saw this Uncle JC who revealed his identity, their first reaction was to turn around and run away.

"I'm withdrawing too, wait! Why are we withdrawing?"

The anchor had fallen to the ground laughing, rubbed his sore cheeks vigorously, and then sat down seriously, "Since Uncle JC spoke, I will give Zhou Quan my phone before I leave. Thank you for your help during this time. After going out If you have a chance, please come to Yancheng to play, and I will be a free guide to show you the fun and beautiful places in Yancheng."

"Georgian in the hospital, has the anchor figured out how to deal with it?"

The expert fisherman sat in the office, and the materials at hand were the survey reports of all the neighbors and relatives around Qiao's family since he was a child.

The fingerprint of the person named George Ann who appeared in the hospital was not in the database, and a psychological expert tested the person. The person was highly educated, but he didn't know anything about common sense. He can drink liquid liquids, and the psychiatric hospital found out that the other party's amnesia is also true.

Now that the investigation is at an impasse, Qiao Mobai is going to be released here.

This made the fisherman go online quickly, "Mobai, before you leave, take pictures of all the places you can touch in the prison with your mobile phone. If other prisoners can, I hope you can ask about their home situation."

Such an obviously illegal organization abducts people and puts them in prison in broad daylight. There are even minors in this prison. They don't know what kind of organization it is in secret. They must be shut down and arrested.

"I don't seem to know too many prisoners now. I'll ask Zhou Quan later."

Qiao Mobai counted his fingers. Since he moved in, he can count the prisoners he knows on one finger. He really doesn't know much.

"Okay, just keep this matter in mind for the anchor. You have to be careful when you're leaving soon, and contact me as soon as you come out." The fisherman didn't speak too harshly.

Even if this kind of illegal organization captures the wrong person, most of them will directly kill the hostages after they find out, and rarely release them.

It's just that telling Qiao Mobai about this kind of thing now may cause the other party to panic.

Qiao Mobai agreed, and after turning off the live broadcast, he quickly packed up all his things.

Only the last three mints were eaten, and a set of clothes was broken. Fortunately, a new set was sent to him in the prison. Qiao Mobai thought about posting such a useless thing, and stuffed it into his backpack.

After searching around, he couldn't find his guide ID, and he slapped his head before remembering that it was taken away by Zhou Quan on the first day he entered the prison.

"This thing should come back."

Qiao Mobai looked at his mobile phone, thinking of exchanging this for a work permit, which is not too much to ask.

Putting the backpack away, the person who walked out of the room first took a look at room 11 next door, and then ran to room 1 after making sure that there was no movement there.

"Boom! Zhou Quan, Brother Wen."

There was the sound of slippers walking on the floor in the room, and soon the door was opened from the inside.

The person who opened the door was Wen Jiuhuai, who stood at the door and stared at Qiao Mobai expressionlessly, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

The person who ran over excitedly, his enthusiasm was extinguished in an instant, and he raised the remaining mint candy in his hand: "Candy, please?"

When Wen Jiuhuai saw what he was holding in his hand, he was so impressed by that thing that he couldn't help showing disgust at the first sight.

This appearance reminded Qiao Mobai of the embarrassment he had when he brushed his teeth with this thing last time, and he was not afraid of his black face. He sneaked in from beside him, looked up and looked for Zhou Quan in the room. Li finally found out that he had caught the wrong person, and I might go out soon, so I would like to say goodbye to you all before leaving."

In the distance, Zhou Quan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed tightly. His lifeless appearance made the steps of the person talking to himself become lighter and more hesitant, and finally stood at a distance of one meter from the bed. Qiao Mobai looked at the dead man lying there with his face pale and motionless.

"Boom!"

Qiao Mobai turned around with cold hands and feet, Wen Jiuhuai stood there at the door and closed the door, and found his eyes walking calmly.

Qiao Mobai took a few steps back, "Brother Wen, is Zhou Quan too tired, or I'll come back tomorrow."

After all, he wanted to pretend to be nonchalant and walk towards the door.

When the two of them approached each other, the person on the bed opened his eyes half asleep, saw the extra people in the room, pulled out the pillow under his head in annoyance and threw it out with his hands. "What's the noise!"

The person who was beaten on the back of the head discovered for the first time why Zhou Quan's voice was so pleasant. Hearing this, he turned around quickly and ran back to the bed, "Hi, you slept so badly just now, I still I thought you were silenced by Brother Wen, and I accidentally bumped into the murder scene."

After the two got closer, Qiao Mobai found that Zhou Quan's complexion was really quite bad, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his forehead: "Are you okay? Are you sick?"

Zhou Quan turned over, slapped his palm away, and kicked the quilt: "Old problem, pour me a glass of water."

Qiao Mobai got up, ready to pour water for him.

Wen Jiuhuai, who was neglected in the room, had already gone to get the cup, and quickly took a glass of tap water and handed it over.

"Just drink this? At least drink some hot water."

Qiao Mobai took the water and looked down at the cold water in the cup. Drinking this stuff might make his condition worse.

"Otherwise, what to drink, I don't want to eat."

Zhou Quan snatched the cup, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, put the cup back into his palm, and poured it down again by himself; "What did you just say, you want to go out?"

"Yes! I'm not George Ann. The people in your prison have finally discovered this. Maybe they will let me out in just two days. Before I leave, I want to say goodbye to you."

After Qiao Mobai made clear his reason for coming, he caught a glimpse of Wen Jiuhuai pouring another glass of tap water and handing it over from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but took the glass over and took out the lighter in his pocket: "Drinking cold water all the time is not good for his body. It's no good, at least I should drink some hot water, is there a place to boil water here?"

"We drink like this all the time, what's the difference between this and hot water."

When Wen Jiuhuai mentioned this question, he saw that the black eyes of the person being asked lit up three points, and he showed a brilliant eight-teeth smile: "Well, drinking more hot water is also a kind of comforting language, and tap water Most of them are underground water circulation. There are many pathogenic microorganisms in the water that we cannot observe with the naked eye, but when a glass of water is boiled to 90.00 degrees, most of the bacteria and insects can be killed. When the water boils to At one hundred degrees, [-]% of nine bacteria will be wiped out."

"It's absolutely right to drink this when you're sick."

The boastful person lowered his head after speaking, and his brain was a little stuck for a while when he saw the face that was supposed to be radiant.

"You..." Qiao Mobai paused for breath, he seems to be a talker?

So, bubbles in the mouth can also cure diseases, and he is about to usher in the second spring of his career?

"What did you do just now? I feel so comfortable and want to sleep with you!"

Zhou Quan lifted the quilt on his body, patted his side generously, and invited him to come up.

Qiao Mobai; "..."

Wen Jiuhuai: "..."

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