live in jail [interstellar]

Qingtong's invitation was rejected, I can't say how disappointed.

But no matter how disappointed he was, no one outside the cell was going to pay attention to this eccentric guy who sticks out his tongue at any time. He sat on the ground and took back the extra food bag, looking at the last bit of fabric on his body.

It must be impossible to hide. Qiao Mobai, who has transformed into a squirrel, was a little at a loss for the first time holding the food bag.

Xia Gan came here at this moment, holding a set of clean clothes in his hands, half of Gabori's body was hung on his shoulders, and his whole body was limp and walked into the confinement room like his conjoined twins.

"Little cutie, long time no see."

Gabriel was rarely dressed in black. Qiao Mobai, who was holding a food bag on the ground, heard his voice, first looked at the place where he and Xia Gan were connected, and then looked at Gabriel, There was another look of interest on his face.

Compared with the black-hearted cotton on other people, Gabriel, the MLM who is said to be able to heal others, also has black-hearted cotton on his body.

It's just that the color is very mixed, like a cotton ball where the black ink has been used up, and it is a gray layer that falls on him.

"Xia Gan, wait."

Gabriel stopped Xia Gan from throwing his clothes, got off his shoulders and gathered up the loose black robe on his body, squatted down and raised the man's chin, and his charming blue eyes fell on Qiao Mobai's face , put your finger on his chin and rubbed it; "Little cutie, do you want to fall in love with me with your eyes?"

"Give up, I won't fall in love with you even if I like a stone."

The Earthman knocked off his fingers mercilessly, and took a handful of cotton wool from him by the way and put it beside him.

Prepare to study after they leave.

Gabriel was a little hurt, thinking that cutie was going to fall in love with him.

After delivering the clothes, before leaving, the MLM staff did not forget to say hello to his two old customers.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, he leaned on Xia Gan as if he had no bones, and walked away limply.

He walked forward, Qiao Mobai changed into clean clothes on the back foot, and stood neatly at the door of the cell, turning the phone camera to focus on his current appearance.

"Not to mention, I haven't seen this face for several days, and I'm a little strange."

The audience who were still watching in the live broadcast room typed words such as narcissism on the screen.

Qiao Mobai smiled, ignored their contempt, and put the lump of gray cotton that he grabbed just now in front of the camera.

Pointing to the position of the cloud of air, he told the audience in the live broadcast room: "Everyone, I hope everyone will not spread the words I want to say next, and don't yell and arouse the suspicion of other people around you."

Everyone tacitly put down the snacks and water glasses in their hands, waiting for the anchor to speak out again.

"Here, there is something that no one else can see except me. According to my understanding, I seem to have a spiritual body."

He poked the thing in front of him, knowing that everyone couldn't see it clearly, and he didn't forget to explain to the audience what it looked like, "Everyone has seen cotton, this spiritual body looks like cotton, but the color is gray and soft. Puffy, and a lot of them are black."

Audience; "The identification is complete, the anchor is crazy."

"Shake the anchor's shoulders crazily, wake up, we earthlings won't get alien diseases!"

"Could it be that someone nearby is monitoring the anchor, forcing the anchor to talk like this?"

In the comments, there are all kinds of remarks, and Qiao Mobai also knows that people may not believe his words.

Push the piece of gray cotton aside, "At present, I am not crazy. This spiritual body does not have any fixed form. I asked other people. When everyone saw the spiritual body for the first time, it was the appearance of the spiritual body itself. .'

After finishing speaking, Qiao Mobai pointed his mobile phone at the cauliflower snake and the cheetah in the cell, motioning for the audience to look over; "Everyone should be able to see the spiritual bodies of these two.

All the spiritual bodies in the prison should be materialized, but I am not. Is it because I have mutated?Or is it my genetics?Can someone explain it? "

A good time in prison suddenly turned into a conference of advanced knowledge research.

The viewers who have been in the live broadcast room all year round took out their computers and spare tablets and began to desperately search for relevant words.

"I don't like to eat fish and reward the anchor with a hundred rockets. Last time I read the news, after the astronauts came back from space, their genes changed, the ends of their chromosomes were elongated, space radiation and changes in the gravitational environment may cause genetic changes. mutation."

"Yes, yes, yes! I also remember seeing this news!"

"It's true that you don't like fish. I just found this news. It is said that from a genetic point of view, this mutation may be a physical damage behavior of the permanent form."

Qiao Mobai looked at the comments in the lower left corner of the live broadcast, and somewhat understood his current state.

"Georgian."

A Gou walked into the confinement room with two new sets of clothes, and saw the neat clothes on prisoner No. [-], with a pair of red eyes staring at him; "Why are you wearing clothes?" "

"Otherwise you want me to take it off again, this is for me?"

Qiao Mobai saw the clothes in the palm of the opponent's hand, and stepped forward to snatch them unceremoniously.

A Gou's palm was empty, Kong Kong shook it, and nodded with a good temper; "You can go back to your respective cells, here is your change of clothes, please don't expose your body casually in the prison, you are harassing/harassing other people's eyes .”

Those robots who were asked to be stupid, returned to the underground studio and complained to the No. [-] prisoner in the No. [-] area.

In order to prevent the negative emotions of the employees from growing, a notice was issued from above to ask people to send clothes to Qiao Mobai.

Anklets can't lock people up, and staying in this place has no other purpose except to block one's heart.

"Wow, that's great, thank you superiors for me!"

I didn't expect that I could be freed early.

Also released were Bai Ding and Qingtong. The two had been locked up many times, and this was the first time they were released early.

The three of them came out of that room. There was no window in the cell, and there was no place connected to the outside world. They didn't see it until they walked out of the house and stood in the corridor.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and countless thunderbolts exploded over the prison.

"What's the date today?"

Bai Ding raised his head, looked at those thunderstorms, his face turned pale.

"NO.19."

Qingtong hugged the trembling cheetah, retreated back and forth, retreated all the way to the corridor, and then said: "Tonight, I will stay here for one night, and I don't want to go back."

"Okay, I'll be there too." Bai Ding nodded.

Without saying a word, the two turned their heads and ran towards the cell they just came out of, as if there was a ghost chasing after them.

Qiao Mobai, who was thrown aside, looked at the sky, and then at the two prisoners who took the initiative to go to confinement, confused for a while: "What's the matter? Should I go back to the room now? Or go with them?"

The comments in the live broadcast room flickered wildly, and everyone had only one thought; "Follow the big team! There will be no mistakes!!! The anchor must not be impulsive."

The mobile phone in the jacket pocket was ignored by the owner. The person standing at the door put the two sets of clothes he had brought from Agou on his head, pushed open the glass door and rushed out into the rain.

It took less than 10 minutes to run briskly from here to the 卌-shaped No. [-] area, and Qiao Mobai's whole body was soaked.

Pushing open the glass door again, the water-stained bare feet stepped on the icy ground.

"Batta...batta..."

The sound of steamy footsteps in the corridor spread into the depths of the corridor one after another.

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