Chapter 209: Torture
In the depths of the Prison of the Pacification Division, there was only one vent that let in a string of bright light.
There were four cells, two of which were vacant, one for one and one for three. But all four of them were lying on the ground, staring at the light in distraction.
"How many days has it been?"
Lin Haoran lay on the messy grass pile and spit out four words without a head.
No one answered, and after a while a voice came, which seemed to be accompanied by a rumbling stomach, and a voice full of complaints said, "At least five or six days, I feel like I can eat a cow now!" β
"You pig, we'll be dead in five or six days, it should only be the third day." In another cell, Ning Jiang's voice came.
"Absolutely impossible! If it was only for two or three days, I wouldn't be so hungry! Yang Futian shouted categorically.
Cuckoo......
Lin Haoran's stomach sounded, and he was worried that someone would slander him and involve him in the township test fraud case. It's just that now, when I touch my shriveled belly, I find that I don't seem to worry about this problem anymore.
Since he was interrogated that day, the four of them seemed to have been forgotten by the world. No news came, no one came to visit them, and no one came to bring them food.
I thought that if I took the exam, I would be a master, but now it seems that it is still just like a mustard. It's just a little suspicion of cheating, and as a result, he was directly arrested here and treated like a pig and a dog.
In the past, he always thought that as long as there was enough money and food, he and Huniu would be able to live happily. But now it seems that he is still a little naΓ―ve, it is not easy to survive in this era, in addition to filling his stomach, he must also prevent people from eating people.
There is just one belief that is supporting him, and he must not die. He also has a younger sister to take care of, and he hasn't watched Tiger Girl grow up happily, hasn't given Tiger Girl enough things, and hasn't stayed with her enough.
"They shouldn't dare to starve us to death, after all, we are all famous!" Ding Shimei was originally injured and in the worst condition, but it showed his image of an iron man.
It's just that he started saying these things yesterday, but no one has brought them food.
"On the last day of the exam, I wholeheartedly wanted to go to Zuixianglou to have a good meal, but I didn't eat much at all, do you say stupid?" Yang Futian covered his fat belly with both hands, looked at the bright light on the wall and said regretfully.
"But you ate a lot of your last meal the day before yesterday, and you ate my piece of fat!" Ning Jiang closed his eyes and complained with great annoyance, as if he was saying something like stupid people have stupid blessings in his heart.
"You said you never eat fatty meat!" Yang Futian licked his lips, with a somewhat aftertaste look.
Things are also strange, the previous meals were not very good, but they were still able to barely eat, and they were served on time twice a day. But since the day of the interrogation, they have been deprived of food.
Lin Haoran suddenly got up from the ground, took off the boots on his feet, staggered to the cell door, knocked hard with the heels of his shoes, made a "clang" sound, and shouted: "Dead, dead!" β
The voice was full of grief and indignation, and in this quiet cell, it looked very frightening.
After a while, the door was opened, and a fierce-looking jailer walked in with a lantern and said, "It's only been a few days of hunger, why are people dying, how can you lift people like silkworms?" Which one died? β
"He died just now, but I was arguing, and he came back to life!" Lin Haoran pointed at Ding Shimei, opened her eyes and said that her blind kung fu was first-class, and then said her appeal: "Hurry up and send some food, otherwise people will die in a while!" β
Ahem......
Ding Shimei is a hard bone, hearing that Lin Haoran actually buried him like this, he deliberately coughed a few times, his voice was vigorous and powerful, and he slapped his face alive.
"Isn't this man good? I'm not in charge of the meals! The jailer took the lantern and looked inside, then glared at Lin Haoran, and turned to leave.
Lin Haoran looked at him as he was leaving, and hurriedly said, "We can give you silver taels, let's buy it, this is always okay, right?" β
"Yes, we can buy it, I can give it to you...... One hundred taels! Yang Futian echoed loudly, and walked over to bid.
The jailer was about to reach the door, when his eyes flashed with greed, but then disappeared again, and said viciously: "You don't want to slander me!" You were all caught here as soon as you came out of the Tribute Courtyard, and you are afraid that you will not have a single or two lines of silver on your body! β
"I can give you an IOU, you go to the Teochew Hall, and my servant will definitely give you money. That's right, here's a deposit for you. Yang Futian did not give up, and immediately threw out a small ingot of silver.
As soon as the jailer's lantern shone on it, he quickly picked up the silver from the ground, put it in his mouth and bit it, and the fierce face showed a bright smile. It's just that he didn't agree, but left a message: "You stay in peace first, the top has already ordered you to come down, and you will not starve to death." β
Won't starve to death......
This can undoubtedly bring them a sense of peace of mind, but the stomach is still growling, but it can't solve the most practical food and clothing problem.
Lin Haoran watched the jailer leave, he was really discouraged, and lifted his right foot, but found that he was weak and weak, looked at Yang Futian's buttocks, and finally sighed.
This product can be bought with that money, and the deposit is paid, and now it is a pig teammate.
Things went back to the beginning, and the four of them lay on the haystack in large figures, enduring the taste of hunger.
Lin Haoran became hungrier, and the negative effects of hunger were not only physical torture, but also the loss of thinking ability, and the whole person was like a walking corpse.
He felt that he had to think about something, thinking about how to resolve the current predicament, but his mind was blank, filled with flower chicken, flower crab, dog meat pot, and Peking duck.
But I don't know how long it took, but the cell was much brighter, and there was a faint shadow of sunlight in the vent.
The four men were lying in the haystack like corpses, and suddenly they heard movement outside the door, but no one moved. There was hunger, and there was a delay in reacting, and when they looked out, the man was already in front of the cell.
"We'll discuss the IOU later, I've already delivered this porridge to you!" The fierce-looking jailer had a smile on his face and said respectfully to Yang Futian.
When the four of them saw the brown porridge pot, their eyes flashed with a green light, and Yang Futian took the lead in rushing over. Although Lin Haoran is a little behind, he is not in a hurry, if he dares to eat this product alone, he dares to beat this product.