Just looking at him makes me feel dirty. How could there be such a person in the world?
Anyway, it’s clear, all I can do now is wait! See if the old man reports on me or joins me.
Waiting until the afternoon, when I saw the black bag under my bed, I smiled.
In the chess and card room in the afternoon, the TV was turned on very loudly, and there was an old man guarding the door.
"Boy, you better come up with a perfect plan."
I looked around and whispered: "Master Qin, look, we have a rope. As long as we open the window, we can slide along the back wall of the building to the playground."
I dipped my hands in water to write on the table and introduced: "This is the gate. The gatekeeper usually lives in this bungalow, right?"
"Then this is a blind spot. As long as I dig a hole from here, I can avoid everyone's sight."
The old man frowned and said: "You have a good idea, but this is a big project... Even if you are not discovered by anyone, what will you do with the excavated soil? Where will you pile it?"
"Hey..." I had already considered this when I came here.
I pointed to the roof and said, "We spread all the soil on the roof. I have been observing secretly for several days, but no one has come to the roof to look."
I said seriously again: "Master Qin, you have been operating here for so many years. There must be a few trustworthy people around you who can be roped in. Once we dig out the tunnel and run out, we will be free to fly."
Already."
After he finished speaking, I noticed that his face was obviously a little moved.
I asked: "How about Mr. Qin, do you want to do it or not? Don't doubt my professionalism. Just start as soon as possible! The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the guards are the most lax!"
He rubbed his temples and said, "I am not a person who makes decisions easily. Please give me some time to think about it."
"no problem."
I know not to push people too hard, letting them figure it out on their own is better than anything else.
"By the way, one more thing, Mr. Qin, can you help me get a shovel? I want a square-head shovel."
He shook his head: "I can't get it with the square shovel. The target is too big. I can only get some small things in through connections."
This is hard to do...
"Then can you let me go into the cafeteria and cook?"
"That's no problem. What are you doing in the kitchen?"
I took a puff of the official cigarette and slowly exhaled: "Forging iron."
In the evening, at 8:30, the kitchen in the cafeteria.
I held the shovel head of the Luoyang shovel in my arms and pushed the door gently. Sure enough, the door was unlocked.
The cook left early, and there was no one here. I didn't dare to turn on the light, so I fumbled to turn on the gas stove.
Not long after, the Luoyang shovel was burned red.
I held the red Luoyang shovel between two spoons and threw it to the ground. Then I found a big rolling pin as a hammer and hit the Luoyang shovel hard.
A normal Luoyang shovel is curved inwards into a barrel shape. It slowly expanded to both sides under my beating. I felt that it couldn't be smashed anymore, so I threw it into the fire and continued to burn it. When it was red, I took it out and smashed it.
repeatedly.
During this period, I kept paying attention to the movements around me. If someone came in, I would immediately turn off the stove and hide.
After working on it for more than an hour, it gradually started to look like a square shovel. I rinsed it with water and let it cool down, then turned off the fire and cleaned the surrounding area.
The kitchen is used every day and no traces can be left behind.
I swept the floor clean and put all the fallen iron slag into my pocket. One end of the rolling pin was burnt black, so I used a kitchen knife to carefully scrape the blackened area clean, and then according to the memory in my mind, I removed everything I had used.
They were all put back exactly where they were.
The building manager, nurses, doctors, and management all worked on small stoves. Before I left, I saw that there was a lot of meat in the pot, so I took two steamed buns, opened them, put a lot of meat between them, then locked the door and went out.
This is the most delicious Roujiamo I have ever eaten in my life. It is much better than steamed buns and rice porridge.
After 12 o'clock at night, after waiting for the ward rounds to leave, I immediately got up and started sharpening the Luoyang shovel. No, it should be said to be a square shovel now.
It felt almost ready, so I tried the sharpness. Although the appearance was a little deformed, it was really sharp enough to cut my hands.
Where to hide.......
At first, I tied everything under the bed board with the rope from the Flying Tiger Claw, and I always felt unsafe.
So I had an idea, took apart the pillow, stuffed the shovel into the middle, stuffed the cotton, and stuffed everything else into the quilt. Once it was done, it was perfect.
It was late at night and the moonlight was cold. I lay on my back and stared at the window in a daze.
The window is a double-layered iron grille. How do you open it? If you use the lever principle and wet clothes, you can open it, but there is no way to restore it.
After thinking about it, I fell asleep and had a dream.
I dreamed that I was sliding down the rope, and suddenly someone grabbed my feet.
So I looked down and saw Xie Qirong wearing a white down jacket with a smile on his face.
