CHAPTER XLV Ma Hongjun felt that he was quite unlucky.
He was originally just a cook, from a small city in the southern part of the mainland, and studied in a chef school for several years.
When I was young, I thought that being a cook was a promising job, but after a few years of study, I found that it was too difficult to find a job A real high-end hotel will only invite those famous chefs who have graduated from a third-rate chef school like themselves, and they don't even have the qualifications to help others.
As a result, after washing vegetables in a dirty local restaurant for half a year, Ma Hongjun finally understood: It turned out that the road to being a cook was not easy.
Luckily, he still has a good body.
Fat is a little fatter, but I still have the strength to be a chef after all, I have to carry a big spoon, and if I don't have the strength, I can't lift such a big iron pot.
Ma Hongjun asked himself if he was an idealist, either he didn't do it, or he had to do it well, and his mantra was: professional.
There is no way out for the dry cook, and the honest fat man can't get along, but fortunately he also has a good sister, and the sister's boyfriend is mixed up on the road, so he pulls the fat man into the gang together.
My brother-in-law was a soldier and knew some firearms, so he got a few home-made firearms from the black market.
It's a pity that honest people are unlucky, and they were caught robbing the bank for the first time they did.
The car is overturned by a strange woman, and three accomplices, including the brother-in-law, hang up on the spot.
After the fat man was arrested, the police interrogated him for a day, and the result was firm: this dead fat man is crazy, what kind of weird woman "roared over" the car, and people with normal thinking will not believe it, and it will delay time to continue the interrogation, anyway, everyone has stolen goods, so Ma Hongjun was honorably imprisoned.
Poor he's done something bad for the first time, and he hasn't even fired a shot In fact, the fat man is an honest man, not very courageous, if he was not poor and crazy, he would not follow his brother-in-law to rob the bank.
Twenty-five or sixteen years old, he has never even tasted the taste of a woman, and a big man wants to eat, get married, support his family, and buy a house, forcing him to be desperate.
If you want to blame the dead ghost brother-in-law, when he hooked his fingers at himself, he said: Follow me, there is meat to eat.
The fat man went away.
As a result, the meat was not eaten, and the prison meal was eaten first.
After entering the prison, the fat man still felt very wronged, and complained to the prison guards with snot and tears, and after complaining about his grievances, he added pitifully: It's all this society that ruined my opportunity to be a good person The guard directly rolled his eyes at him: Dead fatty, you Wuji has seen too much.
The fat man was so desperate that he was locked in a cell, and every night he cried over the bars of the window and cried because he had not yet been tried and was only temporarily imprisoned, so he was given a private room.
As a result, the fat man went insane again.
That night, pointing out the window, he said that he saw the fairy, and he smashed the door to call the guard, who was so angry that he really wanted to kick him.
The next day, he refused to obey the discipline and directly closed the small black room.
The little black room in the prison, then it is really a black room.
A small single room of several square meters, no windows, no sun can be seen 24 hours, completely enclosed.
People have been locked up in this kind of place for a long time, and the loneliness and fear in their hearts can really torture people crazy The fat man cried for half a day as soon as he came in, and when the guard who delivered the meal came at night, the fat man hugged the iron door and begged for mercy with a handful of snot and tears: "I was wrong, let me go back to the cell, I won't shout anymore, let alone see the gods, even if I see aliens, I will treat it as air."
He was answered by the sound of the door slamming shut.
In the middle of the night, the fat man suddenly heard a strange movement outside, and he leaned on the small window of the iron door and looked out into the corridor The hallway was pitch black, with no light.
But the fat man can see clearly, this is a little secret of his, only his parents and sister know.
The fat man has been a "night vision eye" since he was a child, and a pair of eyes, like a cat, can see clearly in dark places.
This kind of constitution is rare among normal people.
But the fat man rarely talks to people.
Because in the small place of his hometown, the old man is very superstitious, thinking that this kind of "night vision eye" is a kind of "ghost eye", which is a symbol of evil and uncleanness, and it is easy to attract ghosts.
So the fat man has never dared to say to outsiders that he has this ability.
In the dark corridor, in the darkness, the fat man clearly saw a figure walking leisurely, through the small window on the iron door dedicated to delivering food, the fat man saw very clearly that a person walking over, wearing a prisoner's uniform, a big head, did not see his appearance clearly, but he walked very arrogantly and swaggeringly, taking figure-eight steps, as if he was not in prison, but in the back garden of his own home.
In the middle of the night, a prisoner, without the escort of a guard, walked alone outside the cell, which in itself was an anomaly.
The fat man endured and endured, but the curiosity in his nature finally couldn't hold back, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Hey, this brother." ” The man was stunned, Huo Ran turned around, looked at the fat man with a voice, and saw a pair of eyes on the small window of the iron door.
The man turned around, and the fat man saw the other party's appearance clearly: small nose, small eyes, small eyebrows, and his facial features seemed to be all crowded together.
Seeing such a face will easily remind you of a well-known rodent: a mouse.
"You can see me" The man seemed to raise his eyebrows, his voice was hoarse, he walked outside the iron door, crouched down, and looked the fat man in the eyes.
Although it was separated by the iron door, the fat man was looked at by this person, and he felt a sense of fear "I" The fat man blinked his eyes and swallowed his saliva before he could barely squeeze out his voice: "I have been able to see things in the dark since I was a child" The man seemed to smile, smiling like a ghost, but he actually sat down with a big grin, and leaned against the iron door: "Brother, how did you get in?"
"Robbing a bank."
The fat man was very honest, but quickly added: "Attempt." ” "Ha" The man smiled: "Serious crimes, why should you be sentenced to ten or eight years." ” The fat man was a little depressed, bored for a while, and asked, "What about you?"
"I" the person thought for a while: "I'm in some trouble outside, a few old acquaintances have come to K City these days, I don't want to see them, as long as I come in and stay for a few days, it's a vacation and hiding from people." ” Holiday Did anyone go on a vacation in jail?
The fat man's eyes widened.
The other party saw that the fat man was speechless, guessed the fat man's thoughts, and smiled slowly: "You think, the price is so high now, the housing is expensive, and the food is also expensive."
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How good it is to come here to provide free housing, or a single room for one person, and free to eat, where in the world is there such a good place. ” "But, you're in prison here."
The fat man cried with a sad face.
"Cut, what's wrong with the prison, if the uncle wants to leave, who can stop me."
The man pursed his lips with a disapproving expression: "No, at night, I stayed in the room boringly, and came out for a walk." ” Wandering around, the fat man opened his mouth wide, and really regarded this place as a hotel The fat man thought that he had met a master, and looked at each other with blank eyes: "Big brother, what do you call it?"
"Mei Liu."
The man didn't seem to be willing to mention his name, so he said vaguely, but sighed: "This is the name of the past, but now, I don't have a name." ” Speaking of this, he seemed to be in a bad mood all of a sudden, stood up, patted the clothes on his body, and swaggered away.
The fat man watched the master leave, and watched the other party disappear around the corner at the end of the corridor, and then rubbed his eyes "It's not that I'm really having a problem with my brain, it's a hallucination" The fat man rubbed his eyes with pain, but suddenly his eyes lit up Where the man was sitting just now, probably falling out of the other's pocket, there was a round object, the size of a glass ball that he had played with when he was a child.
Lying quietly outside the iron gate The fat man was immediately curious, this small window is too small, his hand is definitely not able to reach out, after thinking about it, he turned around and took the chopsticks for dinner, and barely stretched it outside, fortunately, the distance was just enough, and after pulling for a long time, he finally clamped the small ball and carefully withdrew it into the iron door.
Pinched it in his hand, only to find that it was a tin foil wrapped thing, open it and look at it, it was black, smelled, and there was a faint sweet smell. chocolate The fat man couldn't help but be angry in his heart Look at the random walks of people sitting in prison, and there are good things to eat, but Lao Tzu can't even smoke cigarettes As soon as I was ruthless, I threw the chocolate into my mouth, chewed it twice like a vent, and swallowed it with a grunt.
And then A few seconds later, with a plop, the fat man fell straight down, lying on the cold ground, snoring.
The fat man had several dreams this night, and it seemed that he had slept for a long time, and after waking up, his back and legs hurt.
Rubbing his shoulders, he sat up.
There were no windows in the small dark room, and I didn't know what time it was, just lying on the iron door and staring out.
I can't help but think back to last night, I can't help but think that it wasn't really a dream But there is still a residual taste of chocolate in the mouth, which is not fake.
The fat man couldn't help but feel unbalanced in his heart Hmph, why can that person come out casually, Lao Tzu has to squat in the small black house He thought so to himself, and lay his hands on the iron door If only Lao Tzu could open this door and go out for a walk The iron doors in this prison are all electronic locks, and they are no longer the old iron locks.
The fat man was angry in his heart, and suddenly he heard a soft "click" The sound made his heart flutter and he jumped suddenly Then, the fat man's eyes widened The lock of the big iron door in front of him was automatically lifted, and the door slowly opened Looking at the open door, the fat man stared straight out of the door.
"My day, there won't really be a fairy, right?"
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