"I recognize the fish in the water, but is the shit in the stick real?" Lin Xiaoxiao stared at Ye Wan: "The boss can just kill me, what are you talking about?"
"Just telling the truth," Ye Wan replied calmly: "Let's get down to business, how do you plan to test that kid?"
Lin Xiaoxiao thought for a while, then smiled meaningfully and said: "Let him have a nightmare first."
Ye Wan frowned: "Enough is enough."
"rest assured."
At this time, there was a commotion behind the prisoners' meal queue, and Lin Xiaoxiao looked over.
Prison No. 18 is like a huge and empty iron box. When the meal is served, 21 robot guards are distributed around it, each with a loaded gun.
They have no human emotions and handle all emergencies in this prison.
The 21 robot guards are a bit small compared to the more than 3,000 prisoners, but every prisoner here knows that the drones and six-barreled metal storms embedded in the high domes above their heads are the real threats.
Cold and powerful.
When lunch was served, all the prisoners lined up outside the restaurant on time and served their meals in order of floors.
Not only that, every prisoner must stand in his own place.
If a newcomer fails to remember his or her queue position, he or she will be immediately surrounded by machine guards to warn them. If they still fail to return to their position after being warned, they will be punished with electric shocks by the machine guards and then escorted to their place.
The new prisoners first went through a welcome ceremony in the morning. At this time, they were so dizzy that they could not remember where they were standing. So they were punished with electric shocks one by one by the machine guards.
As for the old prisoners, they were waiting for them to make a fool of themselves as if they were watching a joke. This seemed to be a fixed entertainment item every time new prisoners were escorted in.
At this time, the old prisoners suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why was the young man who played chess with Uncle Li that morning not punished?
Everyone looked around the crowd and suddenly found Qingchen standing in his own place, watching everything calmly.
It's strange. There are at least five hundred people in each column. With so many unfamiliar faces standing together, how can this young man find his place?
Qingchen, on the other hand, was looking at the "new people" who were imprisoned with him.
I saw that none of the newcomers had any scars on their faces, but their walking postures were very strange, as if they were enduring pain.
It seemed that the prisoners were very measured in their attacks. If they didn't slap them in the face, they wouldn't be fatal.
He walked forward with the plate in his hand, but a hand suddenly pulled him out of the cooking queue.
Qingchen was stunned. He turned to look at Lin Xiaoxiao, pulling him away and saying, "You don't have to queue up with them anymore. People who can play chess with the boss, what kind of queue should they queue up for?"
Qingchen subconsciously looked at the machine guards, fearing that he would be punished with an electric shock if he stepped out of the formation.
As a result, he found that the machine guard completely ignored him and urged other prisoners to fill his position!
Qingchen couldn't understand that even if Li Shutong and others were special, they wouldn't be so special, right?!
Lin Xiaoxiao pulled him through the long queues, picked up food, and sat across from Li Shutong to eat, all at once.
The prisoners on both sides watched this scene silently, all eyes fixed on Qingchen.
The originally noisy environment suddenly became quiet, as if everyone had held their breath.
At this moment they realized that Qingchen was no longer the same as them.
Lin Xiaoxiao squatted on the chair next to Qingchen and said with a smile: "Don't be surprised. Those who can play chess with the boss will naturally have some special treatment. Eat it quickly, although the food in Prison No. 18 is not delicious at all.
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Qingchen raised his head and looked at Li Shutong opposite him. He was eating slowly and had no intention of talking to him.
He looked at the crowd again, and Lu Guangyi in the queue was quietly giving him a thumbs up...
Qingchen didn't understand why Li Shutong had only been willing to play chess with him in the morning, but his attitude towards him had changed so much after one morning.
Is it because of my identity in this world?
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At 8:40 pm, Qingchen returned to his cell at the specified time.
When everyone else was lining up to go back to their rooms, he tried to break away from the team and move around freely. Sure enough, the machine guards no longer cared about him.
As long as he is walking in the direction of his cell, the machine guards will not pay attention to him.
The prisoners looked at him with envy. Qingchen walked in the long corridor like a maverick wolf.
The single cell was empty. After the alloy gate was closed, he walked to the sink to brush his teeth and wash his face.
Before he had even taken two steps, Qingchen suddenly felt a strong wave of sleepiness coming over him.
This sleepiness was extremely abnormal. Even if he used his brain excessively during the day, he would not be so sleepy that his willpower could not support him.
Something weird!
Without any time to think, Qingchen lay down on the ground.
In the dream, Qingchen stood awake in the living room of a dark villa.
At first he knew it was a dream and that his body was actually still in the cell.
But two seconds later, he forgot everything, as if he should have been here, and no longer remembered that this was a dream.
There is firewood burning in the fireplace in the living room of the villa. There is a unique damp smell in the house. The moisture in the house is being evaporated by the fireplace and condensing on the roof.
There was a crystal ceiling on the high roof. Qingchen looked around but couldn't find its switch.
This room is filled with a strange feeling.
Qingchen's pupils suddenly narrowed.
There are blood stains on the stairs on the second floor
There were cat scratch marks on the sofa in the living room, and the leather had been cut one after another by sharp claws.
There was a photo frame on the fireplace table. The glass of the photo frame was broken and the photo was gone.
There were blue-gray knife marks on the wall, and when the fireplace flame danced, the marks on the wall and the cracks on the sofa were twisting strangely.
On the carpet, there was a bloody dagger.
Someone wrote two eye-catching characters in blood on the floor next to the carpet: There is a ghost.
Dong dong dong, there was a knock on the door.
Qingchen took a deep breath and walked to the door without touching anything in the room: "Who?"
A relaxed voice came from outside: "Police, police number 27149, was it you who called the police? Please open the door."
Qingchen frowned. The other person's voice was obviously very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.
Strange, is there something wrong with my memory?
He hesitantly opened the door, and there was a young policeman outside, holding a case record book.
As soon as the policeman opened the door, he saw blood flowing down the stairs leading to the second floor. He quickly walked up the stairs and said as he walked: "Reporter, please stay where you are and lock the door!"
Qingchen was a little confused. The policeman's behavior seemed to be inconsistent with the procedures, and he didn't even have a gun.
But for some reason, he subconsciously obeyed the other party's instructions.
The young policeman went upstairs, while Qingchen stood at the door.
Not even half a minute later, there was another knock on the door.
Qingchen asked: "Who?"
"Police, police number 27149, was it you who called the police? Please open the door."
Qingchen was stunned for a moment. Wasn't the police number 27149 already upstairs? Who was outside the door?
At this moment, someone suddenly asked him in a gloomy voice in his subconscious: What will you do at this time? Guess which one is true inside and outside the door? Or, neither is true.
The police outside the door are urging: "Hello, please open the door."
Qingchen took a deep breath again and walked into the house. He wanted to bend down to pick up the bloody dagger on the floor, but there seemed to be a transparent barrier between him and the dagger.
He was only one step away from the dagger, but could never touch it.
Someone didn't want him to hold a knife.
Someone wants to trap him here.
But the return countdown on his arm is still beating, and his heart and blood are still beating and flowing.
He came to this cold mechanical world alone and without any worries, and there was no way back.
"Go away," Qingchen said coldly, the pupils in his eyes narrowed again, as if all his courage turned into a sharp blade and cut something open.
There was an inexplicable sound of shattering glass in the empty living room of the villa, and the barrier between him and the dagger was shattered.
Someone let out a light sigh.
Qingchen picked up the knife, turned around and walked towards the stairs.
Suddenly, a voice from somewhere asked him: What are you doing with the knife? Why don't you open the door for the policeman?
Qingchen replied coldly: "Wait until I kill the one inside before opening it."
Lin Xiaoxiao: "???"
At this time, Qingchen finally remembered that when he used the knife to break the obstacle, he also broke the nightmare's shield on his memory.
He recognized Lin Xiaoxiao's voice, and the young policeman also looked like Lin Xiaoxiao.
He was in the nightmare that Lin Xiaoxiao created for him.
This world seems to be more interesting.
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