live in jail [interstellar]

"Your narcissistic appearance is pretty, but what I told you is also true. If you don't believe me, you can sleep with a few more people now and let them tell you whether the effect of the treatment is better than other people's evaluations. Much lower."

Qiao Mobai looked at the suspicion in those blue eyes, and thought to himself that this man is really good-looking, but he is too carefree, this guy has no heart at all!

"Hmph, I don't believe it!" Gabriel left the words and ran away.

The slender waist twisted, Qiao Mobai looked at his back, couldn't help rubbing his nose, turned his head and followed the fourth vertical direction of the 卌 character.

When passing through the No. [-] area, Qiao Mobai thought that he didn't know the prisoners in the No. [-] area. There were many bushes planted at the gate of the No. [-] area, and small flowers with white petals and yellow hearts were blooming, "Yo , heather flower."

Qiao Mobai bent down and reached out to pinch the boss with a handful of these small white flowers, thinking of giving this bunch of flowers to Xia Gan when he went back later.

I hope that for the sake of this bouquet of flowers, that fat orange with his family can forgive her behavior last night.

When he arrived at Area [-], Qiao Mobai stood at the glass door and saw four men in black suits with white disposable gloves on their hands, working together to lift something out of the glass door.

Bai Ding and Qingtong were standing not far away, they looked at the prisoner who was carried away with cold faces without saying a word.

Qiao Mobai walked up to the two of them, but they didn't notice.

The three of them looked at the corpse, Qiao Mobai looked at the intermittent black heart cotton on the body from a distance, and then looked at the dense black heart cotton on the two people standing in front of him.

I always feel like something is being overlooked.

"How did this man die?"

The sudden sound made Qingtong startled, and she was a little surprised when she turned around to see him.

"Why are you here?" Bai Ding turned his head and asked with raised eyebrows after seeing him.

"I want to ask you something, how did this person die."

Qiao Mobai pointed to the corpse that was carried out, looking at the clothes, hands and feet, there was no trace of a fight.

Could it be that he was sick and died?

"do not know."

When Bai Ding said this, the corners of his mouth were raised, but his eyes were cold.

Seeing his eyes, Qiao Mobai changed the subject in confusion: "I came to you two to ask you something, do you have time?"

"I have!"

Qingtong raised his hand, and the cheetah in his spiritual body also appeared, following its master, watching him expectantly, waiting for his touch in his heart.

"Do you know where there is no monitoring here?"

With what he said, Bai Ding couldn't help but look at him more, and then walked up the steps.

As soon as he left, Qingtong followed him up.

Qiao Mobai didn't understand why.

Qingtong, who was walking up the steps ahead, looked back and saw that he was still standing there, and licked his lips: "The safest place is up there, you come with us."

The three walked up the steps, pushed open the glass door, and threw away the four men in black and the corpses behind them.

Soon, Bai Ding, who was walking in the front, pushed open a door.

Before Qiao Mobai went in, he caught a glimpse of the number plate hanging on the door.

"number 18."

Push the door and enter, a huge cauliflower snake with its head against the ceiling and its tail stepping on the pool, under the giant creature, Qiao Mobai seemed to be the ration that walked in actively.

"Here, no one will see us."

Bai Ding pointed to his mental body. Because the cauliflower snake was too huge, it was blocked by its back in the entire surveillance camera, and after Bai Ding finished speaking, he turned his body and saw the slender tail Sweep back and forth from overhead from time to time.

"In this way, the people in the monitoring room will see the corners of our clothes, but they will not know what we are doing."

Qingtong pulls a stool for him, asks him to sit down, and then sits with Bai Ding himself.

"You came to us and wanted to know something."

"How much do you know about the experiment in the basement?" Qiao Mobai saw that the cheetah was interested in the bouquet in his hand, and handed it over without thinking.

Qingtong took a quick step, took the flower in front of her spiritual body, lowered her head and took a deep breath, her browless face was full of intoxication.

The corners of Qiao Mobai's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to stare at Bai Ding, not wanting to see such a scene that would hurt his eyes.

The point was the first time he saw someone like the smell of heather.

"It seems that their new choice is you." Hearing the words "basement", Bai Ding got up and took down the things from the bookshelf in the corner.

It was a small black book, only the size of a palm.

It was handed to Qiao Mobai, "This is the information I recorded after I came in."

Qiao Mobai stretched out his hand, caught the document, opened it, looked at the content written inside, from the first page to the last page, and soon, in less than a minute, the book was closed.

In fact, there are only three pages in this book.

"Since you moved in, three prisoners have died, and each prisoner is a person who just agreed to participate in the experiment, including the corpse just now."

"Four." Qingtong turned his attention away from the flower: "Four of them, Zeng Dong is the first."

But Zeng Dong did not die, he lived and became the prison manager.

It was the first time Qiao Mobai heard about Zeng Dong, but he didn't expect this one to be the same as him, and he even had an operation.

Thinking of Xia Gan's taunting that Zeng Dong was half human before, it seems that the surgery directly transformed him from a human into a robot.

"You two, do you have any way to gather all the prisoners in the prison together?"

He wanted to be sure of one thing.

"Gabriel." Bai Ding said.

In the entire prison, the only person who could gather all the prisoners together was Gabriel.

"I'm going to talk to him about this matter, and the two of you will find out where you can find the recording tools."

Qiao Mobai's ability is to speak out, but he can't tell the prisoner all those messy things again every time he sees the prisoner.

Find a recording device, record his words, and see the effect first. If it is useful, it can be used directly in the prison.

After talking about the business, Qiao Mobai, who came out of the No. [-] area, looked at the deep corridor, hesitated for a while and walked inside.

After passing the door of cell No.18, cell No. 19 was behind him. He tiptoed to look into the upper bar window, and there was no one living inside.However, from the traces of the items, it can be seen that there are people living here on weekdays.

Less than 3 minutes away, there was another prison cell with the number 20 hanging on the door. Qiao Mobai still imitated the way just now, straightened his body and tiptoed to look inside.

A figure lying on the ground inside the bars made Qiao Mobai look away after only one glance.

Leaving NO.20 and going forward, you came to the end. This is a T-shaped room, and there is a room on each side of the T-shaped. Qiao Mobai went to the left first, and the door there said No. 23. Looking back, the door on the right has number 22 written on it.

The scope of the entire No. [-] area has been surveyed. Coming out from the right side of the T, Qiao Mobai is counting the total number of prisoners in the No. [-] area.

Feeling a vague gaze on him, he raised his head and looked to the left where he had just been.

A man in a black suit leaned against the corner, holding something that emitted orange flames in his hand. His black hair was so long that it blocked his eyebrows and eyes, making it difficult to see the expression on his face.

Qiao Mobai walked to the middle of the road, and when he got close to him, he saw that what he held in his hand turned out to be a familiar earth object.

"Is this smoke?" Interstellar has been smoking for so many years.

The man leaning against the wall raised his wrist, and the slender white cigarette was held between two fingers, and he held it to his mouth and took a deep breath.

White smoke drifted out, and the familiar smell of burning tobacco shook Qiao Mobai's spirits. He quickly walked up to the other party, reached out and took the cigarette, and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

From the shape of the cigarette to the smell to the way it is used, "Tsk, as expected of a human being, other knowledge has been forgotten, but this has not been forgotten."

"Area Four, Georgian?"

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