() Around 6:30, as the electric bell rang in the entrance, dinner was finally brought in belatedly. I curiously stood by the conveyor belt to see what would be delivered.

The first thing that was pushed in was an exquisite ceramic tray with six or seven exquisite dishes on it, filled with corn and mushroom soup, steak, grilled fish, jam bread, lettuce salad and coffee.

Let me go, this is not a prison, this is paradise on earth.

I brought the plate into the room first. Polkarev had closed his eyes and fell asleep at some point. I was too embarrassed to disturb him, so I couldn't wait to throw the plate on the desk and was about to run back to get my share.

"Don't you understand, handle it gently? The noise is so loud that it wakes up ghosts."

The old man's stern scolding sounded like a bullet, piercing my forehead directly. I even wondered if this guy had been pretending to sleep, just waiting for me to make a fool of myself.

I had no choice but to go back in disgrace, lifted the plate and carefully placed it on the coffee table in front of him, thinking that this should be fine.

result……

"First of all, the coffee table is for drinking tea. Only fools use it to eat. Secondly, it has already woken people up. Is there any point in being so careful?"

Damn it, you bastard are picking on me, aren't you?

The curse words circled in my stomach, but they quickly retracted in my stomach. Forget it, the older the person is, the more childish he is. Let him give him a few words to improve his physical and mental health. This is the point of being a junior.

Patience is still necessary.

I had no choice but to exit the room dejectedly.

"Don't look like a dead person after just a few words. Keep your chest up."

The sound of scolding came from the room.

I reflexively raised my chest and stared at the window expectantly, hoping that my share would pop out soon.

After a while, a small, dirty plastic tray was pushed in from the outside, with two or three items directly packed in paper boxes. When I opened it, I saw that it was black bread that was so hard that it could kill someone, and it was so salty that it could kill someone.

Tomato soup and a large pile of unknown porridge-like substance.

Wait, what about the big dinner we promised?

"What a scam! Why are the meals divided into the high-ranking version and the hanging-si version? Hey, give me the same share!"

I opened the window and yelled, and the automatic partition outside closed with a cold bang, almost breaking my nose.

I almost smashed that piece of shit, but then I remembered that this was a state violence agency, and it was not a place for a rogue like me to run wild, so I had to go back dejectedly.

"You didn't pay me when you came in."

Polkarev was cutting a steak with a knife. When he saw the meal I brought in, he asked.

"What, isn't the cell free?"

I'm confused

"It's free, yes, but it's the lowest-level package. It just guarantees that you won't starve to death. Just like when you play online games, the equipment you get for free will always be rubbish. If you want to eat well, you still have to pay.

"

Polkarev spoke slowly.

“If you want to eat meat, you have to get a 100-yuan set meal; if you want to drink alcohol and eat meat, you have to get a 150-yuan set meal; if you want to drink alcohol and eat meat to supplement vitamins, you have to get a 180-yuan set meal;

If it’s a high-end meal, you’ll need a three-hundred-yuan set meal.”

He tapped his tray with a spoon, and his leisurely and contented expression showed that his meal was certainly a top-notch meal for powerful people.

"Damn, you're so cruel."

I mumbled and carried the plate back to my moldy bunk. I looked at the rich meal and then at the hanging silk meal. I immediately turned my grief and anger into food, rolled up my sleeves and started eating. I chewed the black rice with all my strength.

Bread, when you get tired of chewing it, take two mouthfuls of tomato soup to season it. If it feels salty and disgusting, use a spoon to scoop up a large spoonful of sticky porridge and stuff it into your mouth, then puff up your sour mouth and continue to bite the bread pieces...

In a flash, all the disgusting food on the plate was wiped away. I patted my face and let out a strange-tasting burp with satisfaction.

Polkarev's eyes seemed to see aliens.

"You are the first warrior in more than ten years to get a free meal."

"It's just that you are more adaptable." I wiped my mouth and sat cross-legged on the bed. "Your tone sounds like you have been squatting in a cell for a long time."

"Yes, today would be the thirtieth anniversary."

The old man's tone was neither happy nor sad.

But I was really frightened. Doesn’t it mean that this man has spent most of his life in prison?

"It's nothing strange. I can leave anytime I want, but I just asked to stay longer."

The old man spoke very casually, as if he was talking about today's weather.

I felt myself frowning slightly. If a prisoner makes such a request, there is usually only one reason.

"Do you have many enemies?"

"Yes, there are so many that I don't even bother to count them."

The old man showed a slight hint of sadness, but it soon returned to his luxurious temperament, and he seemed not to want to talk more.

I shrugged and started to make the bed, ready to experience my first "prison night".

Like a noble under house arrest, Polkarev finished his meal slowly and asked me to put his plate on the conveyor table. Just when I lifted the plate and was about to leave, he shouted dissatisfiedly.

.

"Stop, are you as good at delivering dishes as you are?"

I was dumbfounded. How should I deliver it? Should I deliver it lying down, on my back, running, jumping, or should I just do a difficult somersault?

He looked at me dissatisfied, felt in his pocket, and then... dropped a tip of ten bucks.

Holy shit!

"By the way, what did you do to get in here?"

When I said this, I felt a little annoyed and said in a self-defeating tone:

"He beat an underage girl in the street and destroyed a law enforcement robot."

The old man showed a strange expression.

"Gone?"

"It's gone?"

"If you still stay here for this little thing, I think you really like the free prison food."

The old man said sarcastically, I was a little annoyed at that time.

"I'm going. Do you think I don't want to leave? The policemen are insisting that I will be detained for fifteen days. No matter what they say, it's useless."

Polkarev let out a long sigh and looked up at the bright moon outside the window. The peaceful and soft moonlight shone all over him. The moment he looked back, he seemed to be possessed by the soul of Du Fu, Li Bai, Lu You and Li He, making him look extremely elegant.

"Young man, you are too innocent. They obviously want to ask you for money. After talking for a long time and you still don't do it, of course they will give you the heaviest sentence in anger."

I opened my mouth in surprise and felt like I was stuttering. This theory was unheard of.

"This...such a serious matter...can it be solved with money?"

"Is this serious? As long as no one is killed, it's a trivial matter and can be solved with a little money."

"One point...how much is one point?"

The old man looked at me with a hateful expression, sighed, and raised one finger, no more.

Damn, it’s so cheap, so I can do it with the change in my pocket! I immediately jumped up like ringing the bell to call the police, but I was stopped by the bear guy.

"I'm talking about the price in the past. Now they all think that you are a tough guy who doesn't get rid of anything. If you ask for twelve or three times, it will be too low. Besides, there is no way to use the electric bell to ask people to give money. I'm afraid that everyone won't pay.

I know?"

This stick beat me completely to the point of despair. I sighed and sat back on the bed again, making the old man's bed creak loudly as I vented my anger.

"Do you have anything urgent to do?"

Polkarev looked at me jumping up and down inexplicably and asked suddenly.

"Well, I am a foreign trainee at the military academy. There will be a simulator test in a month. If I fail, I will never have the opportunity to touch a mecha again. But such a long period of imprisonment...

Well, maybe this is not bad. I am here to join the establishment. I want to leave this miserable place as soon as possible and go back to my hometown to do some work or something. Maybe I will have the opportunity to lead the reserve troops to play with the outdated classic machines. It will be relaxing and enjoyable.

.”

I bent over and sat down, clasped my hands in front of my eyes, and pretended to be open-minded.

I didn't want to say anything that was personal or even confidential at first, but now I say it in one breath without hesitation. I feel that as soon as I calm down, the hot feeling keeps spreading out. It seems that apart from the bars behind the bars,

Outside the door, there is something that is constantly sending troubles to me. To be precise, since the beginning of school, the activity of this thing has not stopped, and it is getting stronger and stronger. It is almost causing internal injuries, especially

I want to find a way to vent.

But after I said that, I felt a little regretful. The origin of the guy in front of me was unknown, and he had a deep criminal record. He might be a high-risk character like the leader of the Demon Cult, a murderous killer with countless lives. Isn’t it too stupid to say so directly?

point?

The old man had been listening quietly. When I finished speaking, he suddenly asked without any clue:

"Is your opponent... your friend?"
To be continued...