The sound of footsteps tapping leather shoes on the concrete floor was infinitely amplified in an environment with only a glimmer of light. It sounded like thunder, but it was eerie and heart-stopping.
And the most important thing is that the sound of the footsteps keeps rising and falling.
According to Hua Canyu's deduction: this should be a person with an injured leg, and the place he is currently in should be in a long corridor.
Is there no lighting in this place?
As the distant footsteps in the corridor approached, Hua Canyu could finally conclude that the bright light was the shimmer of a mobile phone screen.
The person who was holding the cell phone screen as a light walked to the front and back of the cell where Hua Canyu was locked up, raised the cell phone in his hand and shined it at a high place next to him for a moment, and then heard a crisp beeping sound.
Immediately, Hua Canyu's world lit up. A light bulb of about ten watts in the cell emitted dim yellow light, which stung his eyes and subconsciously closed them tightly.
"Hua Canyu, you should wake up, right?" Just when Hua Canyu regretted his subconscious action, the person outside spoke to him in Chinese.
Who is this person? His tone sounds like he knows me, and he speaks Chinese very fluently... Hua Canyu asked this question in her mind, her eyes still closed tightly and her whole body motionless.
"Hey, Chai Zangzhi said you should wake up, but why are you still unwilling to open your eyes?" When the man outside let out a sigh, Hua Canyu opened his eyes and slowly sat up from the ground.
He replied calmly: "He is right. I have indeed woken up, but I just didn't want to open my eyes just now. Who are you?"
While Hua Canyu was talking, she looked outside and saw a young man wearing a blue shirt standing outside with a lunch box in his left hand.
This young man looks very elegant, with a slicked back hair that is popular among successful people nowadays, and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. At first glance, he looks like a company president who often appears on TV. He looks very good, especially
There is a hint of mature vicissitudes in the corners of his eyes, and he can be regarded as a standard young woman killer.
After the man saw Hua Canyu sitting up, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, just like the Mona Lisa, which was completely unpredictable.
Hua Canyu watched him slowly squat down, handed the lunch box in his hand from between the two iron bars, and asked: "Is this for me to eat?"
"Yes, you seem to be the only one here, right?" The young man said with a smile, "Did Chai Fansi never tell you that there is a man named Jiang Gongjin who once went to Mount Olympus with him?"
"Oh, so you are Jiang Gongjin." In fact, there was no need for Chai Fan to say it. Hua Canyu had heard of this name before, and it was he who imprisoned Chai Murong's mother Lin Jingxian, but Hua Sange really didn't
Knowing that he was actually 'lucky' to have been to Mount Olympus.
"You should have heard of my name, right? Hehe, in fact, this name also represents another layer of meaning, that is pity. Because I have been living in pity since I learned about love, and it has never changed over the years.
However, no matter what position I am in, maybe this is my fate?" Jiang Gongjin said that he was pitiful, but with a happy smile on his face, he sat cross-legged on the concrete floor outside: "Being able to make
The famous Mr. Hua Sanshao knows my name, which is definitely an honor for me."
"I'm just a prisoner now. What makes you honored to have heard your name?" Before she could figure out the meaning of Jiang Gongjin's coming here, Hua Canyu didn't want to say too many words. She just picked up the lunch box and opened it.
Inside is a box full of potato and beef stew, a typical local dish.
In the past, Hua Canyu never ate such greasy food, but now she picked up the plastic fork and ate it without any hesitation, and she did it like a storm, without any grace at all.
In fact, demeanor is just a product after filling the stomach, and it will not appear in the dictionary of Somali refugees or beggars at all.
After Hua Canyu finished eating the full box of potato stew and beef in a few minutes, Jiang Gongjin suddenly said: "Ah, I forgot to tell you just now, there is a little bit of arsenic in it."
Hua Canyu replied without blinking: "If that woman wants me to die, there is no need to waste all this trouble."
Jiang Gongjin was stunned, then he chuckled and said, "Haha, I was just joking with you."
"But your joke is not funny at all." After raising his hand to wipe his mouth, Hua Canyu handed out the lunch box and asked, "Is it Chai Fanfan who asked you to come?"
"How do you know it wasn't King Zeus who asked me to come?"
"Because you are not worthy of being commanded by her. Tell me, what are you talking about when you bring Chai Fanfan?" When Hua Canyu said this calmly, there was a sense of calmness in Hua Canyu's eyes, or rather
He has an aristocratic temperament, as if he is not in jail at all, but condescendingly thinking about some issue.
No matter what kind of environment he is in, Hua Canyu can always control his thoughts well and show a calm side. This may be the legendary cultivation and temperament.
True cultivation and temperament are by no means pretended, nor acquired. Just like Jiang Gongjin asked himself, ever since he went to Mexico, he has been interacting with local celebrities, and he once thought that he was one of them.
, but in front of Hua Canyu, he realized that this kind of thing was not learned at all, but innate.
A child from an aristocratic family like Hua Canyu, from the moment he was born, has a noble bloodline that is different from ordinary people, even if he is wearing stained clothes and sitting in a dirty prison,
But it still gives people a sense of refined calmness.
It turns out that no matter what I did and how hard I tried, I could never become one of them... After muttering bitterly in his heart, Jiang Gongjin straightened his back: "Chai Fanfan told me, if you want to go out,
Just let me take you out of here."
Hua Canyu frowned slightly: "Can he be the master?"
Jiang Gongjin did not answer immediately, but took out a large stack of colorful banknotes from his body, waved it in front of Hua Canyu, and then said: "He may not be able to make the decision, but this thing can determine the fate of everyone in the world."
Destiny. So if you want to get out, as long as I give you enough attractive money, the guards will find reasons that you and I can't even think of and let you regain your freedom."
Birds die for food, and people die for money. Everyone knows this saying. This is also an unbreakable truth that has been around for thousands of years.
Regardless of whether it is an individual or a country, the purpose of what they have done is nothing more than immediate interests. Even great heroes are not exempt, and money is the representative of interests. It can not only change the fate of everyone, but also change a person.
In the country, only animals that run around to fill their stomachs every day will turn a blind eye to this kind of thing. Human beings are animals, but they are quite complex. When thinking about any problem, they must consider it from their own standpoint.
Looking at the stack of banknotes, Hua Canyu was silent for a moment and slowly shook his head: "I can't go out yet, but you can use these to change me to a better environment."
Jiang Gongjin's eyes immediately showed surprise, and after taking back the banknotes, he said: "Chai Fangsuan was right. He told me before he came that you wouldn't just leave like this. I didn't believe it at that time, but now I
I finally believe it. But I want to know why you don’t want to go out. Do you like the environment here? "
"Haha." Hua Canyu smiled and said, "As long as you are an individual, no one likes to be in this kind of environment."
"Then why don't you leave?" Jiang Gongjin said: "After you were knocked unconscious by King Zeus, she originally wanted to kill you, but Chai Fanguan said that you are more useful alive than dead, so she just locked you up casually.
Here. If you don't leave now, when she thinks of you again, maybe you will die."
"What's so scary about death? You don't understand at all. Sometimes death is nothing compared to things like 'respect' and 'family affection'." Hua Canyu lowered her eyes slightly: "I won't leave, there are two
The first reason is that I have to take my nephew with me. The second reason is to see Mount Olympus, which many people talk about. Although I have seen King Zeus, I have never been to that mountain. If
If I leave like this, won't I regret it for the rest of my life?"
After Ma heard that Hua Canyu said she wanted to see Mount Olympus, Jiang Gongjin immediately had a very complicated look on his face: "You, you want to see Mount Olympus?"
"Yes." Hua Canyu carefully wiped the five fingers of his right hand on the lapel of his clothes: "Why, is this question of mine so confusing to you?"
"Not only is it baffling, but it's also kind of funny."
"what's so funny?"
Jiang Gongjin raised his hands back and said word by word: "Because where you are now is the Olympus you most want to see!"
Hua Canyu could no longer remain calm now, and her face suddenly changed: "What, you mean Tbilisi Prison No. 9 is Mount Olympus!?"
When he first heard the name Mount Olympus, Hua Canyu thought it was an inaccessible mountain. It might even be somewhere in the snow-capped mountains covered by heavy snow. However, he never thought that this mountain was inaccessible.
The place is not a mountain at all, but a prison!
It is normal for Hua Canyu to have such thoughts. Just like when everyone hears the word "coquettish", they think of a mature woman. In fact, this word can also be used for a kitten or puppy.
on the body.
Jiang Gongjin nodded: "Yes, this is the higher-level department of 2012, Mount Olympus."
After confirming that Jiang Gongjin was indeed not lying, Hua Canyu murmured: "How is this possible? As far as I know, the dungeons in 2012 are the kind of places with extremely luxurious decorations, so what about Mount Olympus?"
Maybe a prison?"
"Mount Olympus is actually a prison. In addition to being able to deceive others very well, it also has magic that you can't even dream of."
"What's so magical? No matter how magical it is, it's just a prison."
"Wrong! What you saw when you arrived is just a scratch."
Jiang Gongjin said, with a look of fanatical greed on his face.