live in jail [interstellar]

The earthling in Cell No. [-] sneezed, and the person rubbing his nose underestimated in a low voice, "Could someone be dissatisfied with my handsomeness and secretly speak ill of me behind the scenes."

Qiao Mobai hugged the used orange cat, threw it directly at the door of Cell No. [-], patted its round buttocks, "Go to your master, and I will send you catnip tomorrow."

"Meow! Meow! Meow!" Daju has never been insulted like this since he was born. After completely remembering the appearance of this heartless person with his round eyes, he flicked his tail and went home proudly to talk to his master. I went to sue.

After seeing off his friends in the animal world, Qiao Mobai was finally able to turn on the lights in the room again, and rolled up his sleeves as if preparing for a big fight.

"Brother Wen, do you like listening to fairy tales, real stories in the world, or plant science? I will satisfy you today!"

As a professional guide, Qiao Mobai can pull out all the knowledge points in Yancheng as big as a temple, as small as a grass by the roadside for three days and three nights.

"What is a fairy tale?" Zhou Quan couldn't help but make a sound

"Fairy tales are about some good-looking people, no matter what they do, they will never die, and they will meet princes or princesses. When they meet dragons, just lie down and watch the fun, and there will be princes and knights holding swords." Help her to kill the evil dragon, even if she encounters a vicious stepmother, there must be a kind fairy to help her."

When mentioning fairy tales, Qiao Mobai suddenly got excited. After opening his mouth, many stories suddenly appeared in his brain. Those stories flashed through his mind, and every word was as clear as he had read or even copied.

From Snow White, to Thumbelina, to Avanti and the Forty Thieves, Qiao Mobai is like a treasure, and Wen Jiuhuai and Zhou Quan have remembered one word in their minds this night.

"fairy tale."

The thunderstorm over the Lion Prison gradually faded away, and the protagonist who had told the fairy tale all night was now lying flat, lying on someone else's bed with someone else's pillow in his arms, and fell asleep soundly.

Neither Zhou Quan nor Wen Jiuhuai fell asleep. The shadow of one person was long by the street lamp outside the window, and then changed from one to two.

"It's great to be the protagonist in a fairy tale, and someone will protect you at any time."

Zhou Quan crouched by the bed, looked at the sleeping man with his chin up, stretched out his fingers a little distance, and caressed that face in the void: "Mobai must be my knight, he will protect me every time."

Wen Jiuhuai raised his eyes and turned to look at the sleeping person, "You are not a princess."

"Then be a prince! Marry Mobai!"

"Well, in the end the prince and the princess are happily together." The sleeping person on the small bed heard someone still talking about the prince in a half-dream, and replied without thinking.

"Look, he agreed too."

Zhou Quan pointed at the man, his black eyes shining.

Wen Jiuhuai followed suit and nodded: "Since he agrees, then marry him."

The two quickly discussed this matter, and Qiao Mobai, who was lying ignorant, had no idea that his innocence was being missed again.

When he woke up in the morning, the person on the bed rolled over with his eyes closed. The pillow he was holding in his arms smelled strange. figure.

The memory of last night came back, Qiao Mobai rubbed his eyes and sat up on the bed.

"Are you still awake, or just woke up?"

After finishing speaking, looking at the bed under him that was completely occupied by him, someone lifted the quilt without changing his face, and lifted his feet to the ground; "I'll go get you breakfast, I want to eat some."

"Two!" Zhou Quan raised his fingers and made a two.

"One." This was Wen Jiuhuai's voice.

Qiao Mobai stood in front of the two of them, looking from the left to the right, there were indeed two people, two shadows.

If he hadn't slept here all night, all this would have been like a dream.

"You wait, I'll get it."

After coming out of Cell No. [-], Qiao Mobai returned to his Room No. [-], stood in front of the sink, looked at the person with dark circles about to hang on the ground, and rubbed his eyes, "Well, I'm sure, everything is true .”

For brother Wen's face, he will not tell anyone what happened yesterday.

After changing the crumpled clothes on his body, Qiao Mobai took the solar charging panel and opened the door.

At the door of Cell No. [-], a guy with red eyes stood there expressionless, "Georgian, come with me."

Qiao Mobai's eyeballs rolled up, and he squeezed sideways from his side, preparing to leave in this posture.

"Everything you did in Cell No. [-] last night was clearly seen in the surveillance. Now someone wants to talk to you."

The man with super-eyes glanced sideways at him; "Is that you who talked to me? Or someone else?"

Zeng Dong frowned and looked at his angry face, and said coldly, "What's the difference?"

"Of course there's a big difference. If it's someone else, I'll go there right away. If it's you, we'll pretend we haven't seen each other today."

Don't think that because he has a good temper, he won't be angry.

Is it easy for him to jump the wall?Facing the head of a snake as big as a cauliflower, he forcibly jumped over it. After running for a day and a night, he saw the direction of freedom.

He was slipped back by this guy.

The fact that he hasn't said a word these two days doesn't mean he doesn't hold grudges.

"Come on, someone else is seeing you."

Zeng Dong didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore.

As soon as the voice fell, someone ran even faster, and even held his neck, "I can't go to others. Last time you said you took me to meet someone, but you almost strangled me."

The person who was about to take him there got angry, turned his head and stared at him coldly without saying a word, and said in a cold tone, "Either you follow by yourself, or I'll let someone tie you up."

"Dong, you treat me like this every day, are you perverted?"

"To shut up!"

"What if I don't."

Zeng Dong looked at him with the eyes of a dead person.

"I'm leaving! I'm leaving immediately!"

Qiao Mobai raised his hands and turned around on the spot. The finger on the side that Zeng Dong couldn't see quickly opened the finger live app, and within a second someone turned to Zeng Dong: "Lovely Dongdong, lead the way!" Bar."

This time, the two of them finally didn't walk into the small maintenance passageway that could squeeze people to death. When they got out of the elevator, Zeng Dong walked in front, leading him through the long silver corridor, and pushed open a heavy door. The world behind the door is white.

"Where is this?"

Qiao Mobai stood at the door and looked inside. Countless people in white clothes were busy with their work expressionlessly.

Directly opposite him, 50 meters away, in a huge all-round transparent box, a person with yellow hair was floating inside.

Qiao Mobai opened his eyes wide, looked at the person, and made sure that he was not mistaken, the person was indeed floating inside, and there was no water there, "Is that a vacuum box?"

Zeng Dong looked at the person in the box with dim eyes, "Go in, don't say what you shouldn't say."

Qiao Mobai caught a glimpse of his dejected expression that he had been raped by his boyfriend for three years, and there were crowds of children outside that he didn't know. Facing this unknown area, he felt a little bit stuck.

"Can you not go in?"

Zeng Dong looked through his body, looking at the old man on crutches who came out of the sidewalk and was looking over here; "Whatever happened last night, just say what you said."

Qiao Mobai followed his line of sight and had no impression of the old guy.

"Ahhh! It's that old guy in the examination room."

"This person won't do anything bad to the anchor."

"This place looks like a hidden laboratory."

"I'm a little panicked."

"A bit flustered + 1. I suggest the anchor not to go in."

"These guys are not experimenting with human bodies."

Some viewers with medical knowledge pushed the thick myopic eyes on the bridge of their noses, and zoomed in on the picture on the screen.

Those familiar medical equipment, some they know, some they don't know, but these things appear in the same space, and those audiences look at the man in mid-air in the center.

He took out the magnifying glass he carried with him and pointed it at the man on the screen. The magnifying glass carefully scanned the other party's limbs, joints, and venous arteries.

"There are traces of multiple surgeries on this person. I'm afraid the anchor really encountered human experiments this time."

"The location of the liver, the stomach, and the cartilage of the left knee all have traces of surgery, and did I misread his left hand? The traces look like sutures."

"I think it's a bit like it too, but who's arm will be cut into pieces, and then stitched up again, playing a horror night game?"

A few viewers with medical knowledge talked while watching.

The rest of the audience were guessing about the function of this room, and were suddenly attracted by the unusual content in the comments.

Take a closer look, wow, human experiments!

"Fuck, sliced ​​and stitched."

"Fuck me! The anchor is still in?"

Qiao Mobai walked in calmly, until he came to the transparent cabinet, and looked up.

This brother didn't even have a single piece of clothing on his body, and was hung inside. He had a look on his face, but his eyes were vaguely looking at the position of this man's chest.

Very weak ups and downs, this recognition made Qiao Mobai's back feel a little chilled, and he turned his head and stared at the staff who didn't know why they stopped here; "Is he alive?"

"Hahahahaha, this is a robot. The Star Alliance does not allow any experiments to use living people. It seems that the manufacturing process of our robots is getting better and better, even you can't tell the difference."

The old man on crutches laughed, and Qiao Mobai also smiled, the silkworms under his eyes twitched; Make my face exactly the same, cook for me every day, weed weeds, wash my feet, wash my feet and guard the door, this business must be very hot.”

The old man's smile became stiff, and he was wearing a cane; "Take number ten for an examination."

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