He almost pinched his nose before pouring the rice into his stomach, but not long after eating, his stomach felt uncomfortable, and soon his lower abdomen had a dull pain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info had no choice but to run to the pit, unbuckle his pants and start watering......

This painful experience made Lin Xiaohu want to try to spend money on his own food, that is, to open a small stove for himself, anyway, he resolutely put an end to the cauldron. Okay, if you eat it in a row, the court hasn't pronounced a verdict, so you eat yourself to death, as the old saying goes, a good man can't stand three bubbles!

When Lin Xiaohu got up to put on his pants after finishing his tuba, the iron door opened, and a dry and thin man walked in from the outside, and a prison guard (note, this is not Cadre Liu) shouted at the door: "The newcomer, called Zhang Shuzeng, is a little mentally ill, don't bully him." Without waiting for us to reply, he closed the door and locked it.

The people inside sat or stood looking at this Zhang Shuzeng, and Scarbrow also asked, "How did you get in?"

This Zhang Shuzeng didn't seem to hear it, a pair of bright little eyes swept over everyone one by one, giggled a few times, turned his neck to look around, and walked in with a trembling step, looking no different from the common big fool homeless man on the street.

Triangle Eyes exclaimed, "Hey, hey, he's really a psychopath, can this work?"

For the first time, Scarbrow showed the domineering spirit of the cell leader, and said viciously: "As long as you have hands, you have to work." Can mental illness stop it? Damn, you can't escape labor. ”

Zhang Shuzeng still didn't hear it, squirmed here and there, and finally crawled to the wooden bed near the washstand, that is, the thatched pit, and lay down, his bright eyes rolled a few times, and then glanced at Lin Xiaohu's face.

Lin Xiaohu said in his heart that this mental illness is mental illness, I don't know that there is a pit next to it, and I am still lying here, I feel a little disgusted in my heart, so I stepped off the stage and returned to my bed to continue working.

Scarmei stood up and came to Zhang Shuzeng, kicked him hard, and scolded, "Give me a job." Zhang Shuzeng burst into tears, shrank into the corner, and looked at him fearfully. Unmoved, Scarbrow stepped onto the bed and forced him over, giving him a few more hits. Zhang Shuzeng cried more and more.

Cadre Liu asked from outside: "What are you doing inside?"

Scarbrow shouted: "It's nothing, the newcomer Zhang Shuzeng is homesick and crying." It's okay, let's persuade him to be fine. ”

Cadre Liu sighed and didn't move again.

Lin Xiaohu looked at Scarmei's behavior and felt very strange, when he first came here yesterday, Scarmei was quite polite to him, and he didn't have the posture of a cell boss at all. In this regard, he didn't believe that he had any royal momentum in him, so that the other party would not dare to bully him. And at that time, Li and Wang didn't come, and it seemed that they were weak, and Scarbrow had no reason not to establish the prestige of his cell boss against himself. But he was very polite to himself, why is that?

When Lin Xiaohu pondered about this, Scarmei gave Zhang Shuzeng a few more kicks, Zhang Shuzeng wanted to cry again, and Scarmei made a gesture and wanted to fight. Zhang Shuzeng hurriedly covered his mouth. Then, as if he came to his senses, he honestly took the paper shell from Scarbrow and began to learn to work.

There was such a half-stupid psychopath in the number, which did not have any impact on Lin Xiaohu's prison life. If anything, with the advent of this psychosis, the atmosphere in the trumpet became more and more depressing, and the desire for freedom grew.

After eating "pig food" in the evening, everyone continued to work. But this time it's not so boring, because

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The television set in the number of the detention center was electrified, and when it was turned on, there was only one central one, and a news broadcast was being broadcast. Well, this show, which I don't usually like to watch, has become everyone's entertainment feast at the moment. Everyone watched it carefully from beginning to end, and when the subsequent weather forecast was over, the TV was turned off and the number was quiet again.

Busy until half past ten, Scarbrow calculated everyone's workload. Lin Xiaohu, Li Bing and Wang Baoqiang are newcomers, and the technique of sticking boxes is very poor, so the output is also poor, less than half of the triangular eye.

Scarbrow said, you have just entered the number, you are not skilled in this work, and it is understandable that there is little stickiness in the first two days, but from tomorrow, how much work must be completed every day, and if you can't finish it, you must complete it without sleeping at night, otherwise, even if I let you go, the prison guards will not let you go.

Li Bing asked, if it really can't be done, how will the prison guards clean up everyone.

Scarbrow told them that the prison guards had many ways to deal with disobedient suspects, such as locking up a small black room, not letting them sleep, and putting them in the horn of the kind of black-hearted cell boss, and letting the cell boss discipline themselves, each of which is not something that people can bear. Therefore, it is more comfortable to complete the daily workload.

A few people chatted casually, and each went to the toilet to wash his face and sleep. Some people say how not to brush your teeth? Brushing? I'm sorry, the toothbrush can be broken at any time and become a murderous weapon, no one is allowed to hold it in the number, if you want to sharpen your teeth, you can rinse your mouth!

Lying on a hard plank bed, Ruth's spine hurts. The head light shines down, and even if you close your eyes, you can feel the light in front of you. To be honest, this is not a sleep at all, but a disguised torture.

Lin Xiaohu couldn't help but sigh, in China, once a person commits a crime, not to mention that his freedom will be deprived, and even * will be cleaned up. Of course, it's not bad to do this, at least it can make people feel the beauty of freedom, the happiness of *, and give people a warning meaning, and when they want to move their hearts when they go out in the future, they will consider thinking about the hellish life in the detention center or prison, and they will not commit crimes. He sighed like this, only because he was wronged, that he had a taste of complaining.

But even if you can't sleep, you have to sleep, there is so much work tomorrow, and if you don't rest well at night, how can you have the energy to continue working during the day? Lin Xiaohu turned sideways, tried to avoid the light on his head, closed his eyes and fell asleep. But the good habit of usually sticking to the pillow doesn't work here. After more than an hour of hard work, he couldn't fall asleep, so anxious that he began to get angry, and then he couldn't help but think of his case, and his thoughts became more and more confused, and the cerebral cortex was like soaking in crow* smoke, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

This kind of painful psychological activity lasted for three or four hours, and finally Lin Xiaohu couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep. Here he also has to thank the other "cellmates" around him, if they hadn't slept quietly and didn't snore, they might not have fallen asleep so easily.

Not long after Lin Xiaohu fell asleep, his calf hurt and was kicked by the person lying on his right. He hadn't slept in the first place, and this kick made his calf hurt, which woke him up directly. Lin Xiaohu remembered that it was Li Bing lying on the right, why did he kick himself when he was so good? What about dreams? Thinking of this, the thought of opening his eyes and seeing him was dispelled, and he closed his eyes again. After all, it's easy to fall asleep, and it's even harder to fall asleep if you open your eyes and let the light stimulate you a few times. But suddenly, I seemed to feel a gust of wind blowing, and I seemed to sense something wrong, and my heart suddenly hung up, and I only felt that there was nothing to lose, and I was so uncomfortable. Then I listened to Li Bing

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yelled, "What are you doing!"

Lin Xiaohu opened his eyes suddenly, and before he could see the vision clearly, a black shadow had already pounced on him. There seemed to be something on the black shadow, and when it pounced, it was illuminated by the light, and it was obvious that there was a flash in his eyes.

When Lin Xiaohu saw the glimmer of light, he heard Li Bing shouting, "Boss, be careful!"

Li Bing's warning voice Lin Xiaohu heard it in his ears, but he had just woken up from his sleep, his head was half-clear, the blood in his whole body was concentrated in the liver, the blood in his limbs was scarce, his luck was weak, and his whole body was soft, as if it was not his own at all, and he couldn't even clench his fists, let alone avoid the black shadow like a storm? Seeing that the black shadow had already pounced, the shining thing poked at his eyes, getting closer and closer, Lin Xiaohu could almost see that it was a thin blade, like a scalpel, and the knife part was wrapped in a circle of medical bandages......

Lin Xiaohu wanted to dodge, and the moment his eyes blinked, he heard a muffled snort, as if someone had pounced on the ground, and then there was a loud scream, and then someone roared in a low voice.

Lin Xiaohu looked at it fixedly, and was shocked by the scene in front of him. At this time, Zhang Shuzeng, a psychopath who had just entered the number in the afternoon, was pressed to the ground by Wang Baoqiang, Wang Baoqiang's hands tightly choked his neck, making him unable to move, and his right hand was bloody, and he was injured at a glance. Li Bing stopped in front of me vigilantly, clasped Zhang Shuzeng's right arm with one hand, and glared at him as if he was facing a great enemy.

Then the three of Scarbrow also woke up, and when they sat up and saw this scene, they were all extremely surprised. Triangle Eyes asked, "What's going on?"

Li Bing sneered: "What's the matter? This kid wants to kill our boss!"

Triangle Eyes exclaimed, "How is that possible?"

Li Bing picked up a bloody blade from the ground and said, "Impossible? What is this?"

"If we remind him later, the boss will have to let him wipe the artery, and then he will die in less than two minutes, even if the hospital is next to him."

Wang Baoqiang suddenly shouted: "Don't talk nonsense with them first, hurry up and call that cadre Liu."

Lin Xiaohu said: "Yes, I'll call, you're still injured, you have to bandage it quickly."

Lin Xiaohu shouted several times at the iron gate, and then called Cadre Liu over. Cadre Liu was not angry, stood at the door and asked, "What are you shouting?" Didn't you learn this work and rest system? What's the matter?"

Lin Xiaohu said: "Cadre Liu, come in and take a look, someone is going to kill me, and someone is injured, please call a doctor quickly."

Cadre Liu was taken aback, quickly put his face in the small window and looked in, and asked, "How is this possible?" Who's going to kill you? Who got hurt?"

After a few glances, Cadre Liu blew the whistle on his chest, then opened the iron door and walked in, staring at Li Bing, Wang Baoqiang and Zhang Shuzeng for a while.

Li Bing described the situation just now: "I haven't been asleep before, and then I accidentally opened my eyes and found that the new kid sat up. I thought he was going to the bathroom, but who knew he stood barefoot on the floor and picked up his shoes and pulled a knife out from under the sole. At that time, I felt that something was wrong, so I secretly kicked Baoqiang awake. I'm kicking the old again... Lin Xiaohu, but Lin Xiaohu didn't wake up. At this time, I saw this Zhang Shuzeng squeezing a knife and rushing towards Lin Xiaohu, seemingly at his neck. Baoqiang and I quickly jumped up and pounced on him and subdued him. When Baoqiang grabbed him, he was accidentally scratched by a knife. ”

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