Zhang Yang's eyes hurt just now, so he rubbed his right eye, and a magical scene happened. When he rubbed his right eye, his left eye unconsciously looked at the opposite wall, and a cool air rushed into his left eye.
, then the originally white wall began to loom, until it disappeared, and he saw the situation in the detention room next door in disbelief.
"Really? False?" Zhang Yang put his hand into his mouth in disbelief and bit it hard.
Damn, it really hurts, it’s really not a dream!
Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly widened and he stood up excitedly.
However, after he put down his right hand, his left and right eyes had completely different visions, which made him see things as if they were double images and blurry.
Zhang Yang once again blocked his right eye with his hand and looked through the wall with his left eye. He could really, really penetrate the wall!
Then he walked involuntarily towards the opposite side.
The people in the detention room lay there all day without doing anything. No one fell asleep in the early morning, but all the people who came in here were too lazy to speak.
Everyone was listening to the conversation between the two people just now, and some sympathized with the young man whose head was shot open.
Seeing him covering his eyes and walking straight forward until he hit the wall, everyone couldn't help laughing anymore, and any trace of sympathy they had originally turned into gloating.
"Isn't this kid's head broken?"
"possible!"
"What happened? I didn't see him using the wall penetration technique. Didn't he succeed?"
"Haha, it made me laugh so hard, and it hit the wall! Did his head hit someone else's bottle by himself?"
The whole detention room burst into laughter. The originally boring detention room suddenly had fun! Everyone became active and talked about it.
Zhang Yang didn't have the heart to argue with this at all. The collision just now caused another stinging pain in his head, which made him wake up.
Zhang Yang hurriedly leaned on the railing and said, "Uncle policeman? Uncle policeman!"
The policeman in the corridor came over and stared at him: "What are you shouting for? What are you shouting for? You are in a hurry to reincarnate!"
Zhang Yang didn't have the intention to tell the police apart. He pointed anxiously at the next room and opened his mouth. He was so anxious that he couldn't speak.
"What are you doing? You're just teasing me because you're looking for trouble! Believe it or not, I'm detaining you for fifteen days!" the policeman scolded.
Originally, he had made an appointment with his girlfriend to go out and have fun today, but the section chief suddenly called and asked him to take over his shift, which ruined his plan. He was so angry that Zhang Yang bumped into him, giving him a chance to vent.
Hearing such callous words, Zhang Yang suddenly came to his senses. He was in the detention room, and the police outside were not local police officers who were so easy to talk to!
Helplessly, he stepped back a few steps, gritted his teeth and returned to his bed, still looking straight at the wall.
After the police left, the middle-aged man asked softly: "Young man, are you okay?"
Zhang Yang shook his head with an ugly face and said, "Am I okay?"
"Then what was your name just now? These guards are not easy to talk to. Don't let them find opportunities to embarrass you, otherwise you may not be able to be released in a month! It is better to do less in this place than to do more. It is better to be an honest person!"
Middle-aged humanity.
Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, uncle. I just woke up and was a little dizzy. I won't be again!"
Having said that, Zhang Yang's eyes were still fixed on the detention room next door.
The middle-aged man looked at the wall in confusion and said, "Young man, is there something wrong with your eyes? Why are you always covering them? Why are you always looking at that wall?"
Zhang Yang cracked his mouth and said: "It's okay, my eyes hurt a little. I feel murderous intent on the other side!"
The middle-aged man almost stopped laughing. He now also doubted whether this young man's brain was damaged. He felt? Murderous? Did he read too many supernatural novels?
Zhang Yang didn't say much, recalling the scene that just happened next door. A burly man grabbed a person by the throat and pushed him against the wall. Other people in the detention room stood around, forming a circle.
circle, blocking the angle of the monitor.
Zhang Yang believed that if this continued, that person would be dead, and he had already begun to roll his eyes.
He called the police just to talk about this matter, but the guard's cruel words stimulated Zhang Yang and made him suddenly wake up. If he had told what he saw just now, things would have been in trouble. When the police asked him, he should
how to explain?
Could it be that you told the police that your eyes suddenly became see-through and you saw what happened next door?
It is estimated that there are only two paths waiting for him, one is to be imprisoned in a mental hospital as a mental illness, the other is to be arrested by a scientific research unit and used as a guinea pig for research. No matter which path is taken, it is not the life that Zhang Yang wants to live.
And when the guard came over, the burly man who was committing murder next door stopped and returned to his bed! The other people, as if nothing had happened, went back to their beds and lay down.
What surprised Zhang Yang even more was that the young man who was almost strangled to death didn't say anything and just returned to his bed and lay down obediently, as if nothing had happened!
Zhang Yang began to doubt his eyes. Did he really see the next door? Did the scene just happen really happen? Or was his head damaged and he was hallucinating?
Ten minutes passed in a daze, and Zhang Yang's left eye suddenly felt pain again.
Zhang Yang covered his left eye and rested for a while. When he opened it for the first time, he found that the scene just now seemed like a dream. He could no longer see what was behind the wall. No matter how hard he tried, how he opened his eyes, how he blocked it.
There is no change in my eyes no matter how I block it, it is just a snow-white wall standing there!
Zhang Yang shook his head with a wry smile and went down, looking up at the ceiling. He was really confused by the beating and had hallucinations! He must have been drunk, so he had better lie down for a while!
The room was too quiet, and Zhang Yang fell asleep at some point.
During lunch, Zhang Yang was woken up by a kind-hearted middle-aged man.
Looking at a bowl of white rice and a bowl of clear soup, Zhang Yang was a little dumbfounded?
Damn, no, how can we eat here? There are no vegetables?
"Where's the food?" Zhang Yang asked in a low voice.
The middle-aged man patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder and said, "Young man, be content with what you have. You have rice and vegetable soup! In the past, you could only eat steamed buns. That bowl is vegetables, which is called water floating here. You
If you want to eat meat and vegetables, you need to pay extra for it. It costs ten yuan a portion! But I advise you not to buy it. Four or five pieces of fat meat costs ten yuan! Just stick to it and it will pass!"
Fortunately, Zhang Yang remembered where this place was and didn't start scolding him. He suppressed his anger and said, "Why don't they go and rob it?"
The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said, "It's against the law to rob, and it doesn't happen so fast!"
Zhang Yang stopped talking. He had nothing to say. Seeing everyone around him lowering his head to eat, he had no choice but to eat.
Fortunately, he is also a child born in an ordinary family, so he can still eat these things.
After taking a few sips of soup, Zhang Yang raised his head depressedly and suddenly saw the people at the table next to him. Zhang Yang stopped his hand, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. Oh my God, aren't these the people he saw?
Just as the burly man opposite him looked over, Zhang Yang hurriedly lowered his head, his heart beating rapidly.
He was not afraid of that person, but he was wondering if what he just saw was not an illusion but reality.
Can you see through yourself?
Why can't I see it anymore?
Is it a coincidence or is there some special reason?
This series of things are dangling in Zhang Yang's mind like question marks!
Zhang Yang was absent-mindedly thinking about something, and he didn't pay attention to how he ended up in the detention room.
In the following time, Zhang Yang seemed to have found his target. He kept looking at the walls and ceiling, changing the angle, chanting spells, covering his left eye and then his right eye. However, despite all his efforts, there was nothing he expected.
Happened, as if the scene I had seen was all a dream.
After a day of tossing and futile publicity, I finally fell into a deep sleep.
He did not notice that this neurotic performance shocked the people in the detention room. Some people had already regarded him as a mental illness. If the detention rooms could not be changed here, these people would have escaped early.
When Zhang Yang woke up the next morning, he was already frustrated!
He had no hope at all for clairvoyance. The scene at the beginning was just an accident, and he was still an ordinary person. He felt uncomfortable thinking about this. It was like getting a double hundred in the exam, and happily thinking that he was awesome and superior to others, only to find out that he was wrong.
It turned out that the person who took the first place in the exam was a person with the same name as me, and I was still the same ordinary student.
When Zhang Yang calmed down and unconsciously looked at the guard at the door, that shocking scene appeared again.
This time, a cold air rushed into his right eye, and then the double image appeared again. He seemed to see through the guard's clothes and saw a pair of cartoon underwear with Mickey Mouse underneath him. The reason why it seemed like it was because
What he saw was not coordinated at all, and he felt dizzy!
Zhang Yang opened his mouth wide, Damn, is it true this time?