Chapter 45

Ma Hongjun felt that he was in a bad mood.

He was originally just a chef, from a small city in the southern part of the mainland, and studied in a chef's school for several years. When he was young, he thought being a chef was a promising job, but after studying for a few years, he found that it was too difficult to find a job!

A truly high-end hotel will only invite successful and famous chefs. Those who graduated from a third-rate chef school like him are even denied the qualification to help others. As a result, after washing dishes in a dirty and broken restaurant in the local area for half a year, Ma Hongjun finally realized: It turns out that the road to being a chef is not easy to walk.

Fortunately, he has a good body. He is a little fat, but he still has the strength to do it - after all, when he is a chef, he has to weigh a large spoon. If he doesn't have the strength, he can't lift such a large iron pot.

Ma Hongjun asked himself that he was an idealist, either he didn't do it, he had to do it well! Using his catchphrase, he said: professional.

There is no way out for a chef, and the honest fat man can't make it. Fortunately, he has a good sister, and his sister's boyfriend is a good friend, so he took the fat man to join the group. His brother-in-law has worked as a soldier and knows some firearms, so he got a few local firearms from the black market.

Unfortunately, honest people are unlucky. The first transaction (robbery of the bank) was immediately caught. The car was overturned by a weird woman, and three accomplices, including brother-in-law, died on the spot.

After the fat man was arrested, the police interrogated him for a day, but they became firm: This fat man was crazy! What a weird woman "roared" the car, or something... no one with normal thinking would believe it! Continuing the interrogation would be a waste of time. Anyway, everyone was caught - so Ma Hongjun was imprisoned gloriously.

It's so pitiful... He did a bad thing for the first time and didn't even shoot a shot...

In fact, the fat man is an honest man and not very brave. If he hadn't been poor and crazy, he wouldn't have followed his brother-in-law to rob the bank. He was twenty-five or six years old and had never tasted the taste of a woman. A big man wanted to have a meal, get married and support his family, and buy a house... and forced him to go desperate.

If you want to blame, blame the dead brother-in-law! He hooked his fingers at him and said: Follow me, you can eat meat. The fat man went there with a hug. As a result, he didn't get the meat and went to prison first.

After entering the prison, the fat man felt very wronged and complained to the guards in the prison with tears in his eyes. After complaining about his grievances, he added pitifully: It is all this society that ruined my opportunity to be a good person...

The guard rolled his eyes at him directly: Fatty, you have watched too much "The Promise".

The fat man gave up and locked him in a cell. He sang "Tears in the Iron Window" every night with the fence on the window - because he had not been tried yet and was only temporarily detained, he was given a single room.

As a result... the fat man became crazy again.

That night, he pointed out the window and said that he saw the gods and even smashed the door and called the guards. The guards were so angry that they wanted to kick him. The next day, he was dissatisfied with the discipline and closed the small dark room directly.

The small dark room in the prison is really a dark room. A small single room of several square meters without windows, and the sun cannot be seen for twenty-four hours. It is completely closed. After people stay in such a place for a long time, the loneliness and fear in their hearts can really torture people crazy!

The fat man cried for only half a day after he came in. When the guard who delivered the meal came to the evening, the fat man held the iron gate and begged for mercy with tears in his eyes: "I was wrong. Can I let me go back to the cell? I will never shout again. Don't say that I see the gods, even if I see aliens, can I think it is air?"

The answer to him was a loud voice of closing the door.

In the middle of the night, the fat man suddenly heard a strange movement outside. He lay on the small window of the iron door and looked out on the corridor...

The corridor was pitch black and there was no light. But the fat man could see clearly - this was a little secret of his, only his parents and sister knew. The fat man had "night vision" since he was a child. His eyes were like cats, and he could see clearly in dark places.

This kind of physique is rare among normal people. However, the fat man rarely tells people. Because in the small place in his hometown, the old man is very superstitious and believes that this kind of "night vision" is a kind of "ghost eyes", a symbol of very evil and uncleanness, and is prone to attract ghosts. Therefore, the fat man has never dared to tell outsiders that he has this ability.

In the dark corridor, in the darkness, the fat man clearly saw a figure walking over slowly. Through the small window on the iron door dedicated to delivering food, the fat man clearly saw the person walking over, wearing a prisoner's uniform, big head, and his appearance was not clearly visible, but he walked very arrogantly, swaying and walking with eight-character steps, as if not in prison, but in the back garden of his own home.

In the middle of the night, a prisoner, without a guard, was walking alone outside the cell alone... This was an abnormal phenomenon in itself. The fat man endured it and endured it, but the curiosity in his nature finally couldn't help but scream in a low voice: "Hey, this brother."

The man was stunned, turned around suddenly, looked at the fat man in search of the 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 person's appearance clearly: his nose, small eyes, small eyebrows, and his facial features seemed to be crowded together. Seeing such a face will easily remind you of a well-known dentifrice animal: a mouse.

"Can you see me?" The man seemed to raise his eyebrows. His voice was hoarse. He walked outside the iron gate, squatted down, and looked straight into the fat man's eyes.

Although it was through the iron gate, the fat man felt a sense of fear when he was looked at by this man!

"I...I..." The fat man blinked his eyes, swallowed his saliva before barely squeezing 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 carelessly and leaned against the iron gate: "Brother, how did you come in?"

"Ratch the bank." The fat man was very honest, but he quickly added: "Terrible."

"Ha!" The man smiled: "It's a serious crime, so you have to be sentenced to ten or eight years."

The fat man was a little depressed, and after a while, he asked, "Where are you?"

"Me?" The man thought for a while: "I'm having some trouble outside. I've been here for a few days. I don't want to see him. Just stay in for a few days, which is considered a vacation and hiding people."

Vacation?

Is anyone a fucking visiting jail for vacation?

The fat man widened his eyes. Seeing that the fat man stopped talking, the other party guessed the fat man’s thoughts and slowly smiled: “You think, the prices are so high now, the housing is expensive, and the food is expensive. How good is it to come here? It is free to provide housing, or a single room for one person, and eating is free... Where is such a good place in this world?"

"But, you... this is a prison." The fat man cried with a sad face.

"Tsk, what's wrong with the prison? If the old man wants to leave, who can stop me?" The man curled his lips and looked dissatisfied: "Now, I'm so bored in the room tonight, so I'm out for a walk."

Walking around... The fat man opened his mouth wide - he really regarded this place as a hotel?!

The fat man thought he had met a master and looked at the other person with a gaze: "Brother, what do you call him?"

"Mei Liu." The man seemed reluctant to mention his name, and 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 have a bad mood suddenly. He stood up, patted his clothes, and left with a swagger.

The fat man watched the master leave, stared at the other person disappearing at the corner at the end of the corridor, and then rubbed his eyes...

"Is it because I'm really having a brain problem? Is it an hallucination?"

The fat man rubbed his eyes and suddenly his eyes lit up!

Just where the man was sitting, it probably fell out of the other person's pocket. There was a round thing, just like the size of a glass ball I played with when I was a child. Lying quietly outside the iron gate!

The fat man immediately became curious. The small window was too small and he could not reach out his hand. After thinking about it, he turned around and took the chopsticks for dinner and barely reached outside. Fortunately, the distance was just enough. After pulling it for a long time, he finally picked up the ball and carefully retracted it into the iron gate.

I pinched it in my hand and found that it was a tin foil wrap. When I opened it, I saw it dark. After smelling it, I smelled it, and there was a faint sweet fragrance.

chocolate?

The fat man couldn't help but get angry!

Look at me who is in jail! I can take a casual walk and have good things to eat! But I can’t even smoke cigarettes!

As soon as I felt ruthless, I threw the chocolate into my mouth, chewed it hard twice as much as I vented, and swallowed it with a gulp.

Then……

After a few seconds, with a plop, the fat man fell down straight, lay on the cold ground, and started to snore.

The fat man had several dreams during this sleep. He seemed to have been sleeping for a long time. After waking up, his waist and legs were sore. He rubbed his shoulders and sat up in a hurry.

There were no windows in the small dark room, and I don’t know when it was, so I just lay on the iron door and looked outside.

I couldn't help but think back to last night... Isn't it really a dream?

But there is still a chocolate smell in my mouth - this will never be fake.

The fat man couldn't help but feel unbalanced!

Humph! Why! That person can come out for a walk, but I have to squat in a small dark room!

He thought so in his heart, and his hands were lying on the iron door...

(If I 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 kind of ancient iron locks. The fat man was indignant when he suddenly heard a gentle "click"!!

This voice made him feel excited and he jumped up!

Then, the fat man widened his eyes—

The big iron door in front of me...the door lock was automatically lifted and the door slowly opened!!!

Looking at the open door, the fat man stared straight outside the door.

"My day, there will be no gods!"

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Chapter completed!