At around 11 o'clock in the afternoon, I rubbed my eyes and got up and went to the toilet. The fat man raised his hand and patted me. Before I could touch me, he suddenly jumped up and said, "Brother, brother?"

"What are you calling? Here, I'm going to bring the food here and I'm almost starving to death."

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief and woke up the man beside him. He walked to the door and served the food, then sat on the bed and started eating.

Before he could take a few bites, he said depressedly, "No, brother, we shouldn't go out to get this food by ourselves. Why did they deliver it to the three of us?"

"Some of them are eaten. You are still not tired of eating the cabbage and curry outside. We didn't make any noise last night. We are lucky. I guess there is something bigger outside waiting for us. Stay in the house and open the door and let it go out later. Remember to be careful."

"Why?"

"There is no camera in this room, there is not even a decent thing. The room is messy, and the prison guards didn't say, why do you think?"

"I understand. The prison guard is afraid of you, so he dare not say anything!"

"No, they just want to play with us. We are so cautious in the room. After so many people outside, how could they beat them?"

"What should we do?"

"It's very simple. After eating, go to bed quickly. Tonight is no quieter than last night."

I put on my pants, walked to the water pipe and washed my hands, then turned around and turned to the head of the kang.

The fat man handed me a beef brisket rice, some pickles and refried meat. I picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

If Qi Tianchuan notified the police station, I would not have been waiting for so long and stayed inside. Zhao Si wanted to play with me, so the savior would not let me go easily.

He invited the Altar Ghost and the Soul-Seeping Messenger last night, and probably wasn't that lucky tonight.

After the meal, the three of us lay on the bed and read the newspaper for a while. In fact, I couldn't understand it either, so we just pretended to behave.

At exactly six o'clock in the afternoon, three prison guards opened the door of the cell and handcuffed the three of us again. I sighed and asked, "Brothers, where are you going to send us?"

"The cell facilities are broken, let's change your place. Less nagging, let's go."

We were taken out and walked to the door of a compartment on the left side of the first floor. When the fat man saw that it was this house, he immediately panicked and began to resist.

A prison guard took out the baton on his waist, and I turned around and looked at him. He gritted his teeth and pinched the baton in his hand and shouted, "Open the door and put the three of them in."

The door of the house opened, and a unique morgue came to my face. The room was dark and wet.

Fatty and I were pushed in, while the other person was taken to another place. The fatty man crouched at the door, and said in a daze, "This is... this is the morgue in the prison. I heard that only dying prisoners will be sent here."

"What are you afraid of? I haven't been to any place. How could this small morgue make me afraid?"

"This room is not that simple. As long as you come in, you will definitely lie out! It's over, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, let me out, let me out, I will never do bad things again."

The fat man kept crying, and I didn't want to pay attention to him. After walking a few steps, the door was opened again. As soon as the fat man got up, he was kicked in.

The prison guard smiled sinisterly, threw us two quilts and pillows, and locked the door of the house.

The Feng Shui in the house is completely different from that in our Taoist dynasties. The domestic prison cells and morgues are all iron beds.

The room has a lot of space, at least three prisons. I tried the switch on the wall, and the lights were also broken.

The four steel bars, which are as thick as water pipes, run from the left wall to the right wall. More than ten coffins are tied under the steel bars with ropes.

I raised my lips, then smiled, approached the nearest coffin lid, lowered my head and sniffed it!

The coffin is very strong, which means there is indeed a corpse in the coffin. The room is very wet. Once you place it on the wall, you can feel wet after more than ten seconds.

Although the morgue does not require any special attention to Feng Shui, it has been carefully set up here.

Four steel bars are used to hang the coffin. Each meter is supported by an iron triangle. At the bottom of the coffin are two benches and the feet of the chairs are also supported by incense ash stove.

If the coffin was originally placed on a chair, the steel bars on it would have no meaning.

But this chair was added later, and there were some very strange patterns on the ceiling, which was the preparation made by the sacrificial master in advance.

Last night he couldn't enter the house directly, nor could he see where we were hiding. Today, he made sufficient preparations and could transfer the scenes in the house to him.

The fat man coughed twice and sat on the ground. I took the quilt and pillow and threw it in the trash can beside me.

He sighed and muttered, "It's over, it's over, this time we are really dead... can't get out, can't get out, can't get out, this time we really can't get out..."

"You fat guy, can you stop talking about us all the time? I said, I just don't want to leave. If I hadn't changed rooms suddenly today, I would have really wanted to send that jar back to them."

"Brother, this place is really evil. I guess the third brother should have been walking on the Huangquan Road and waiting for us."

"Don't worry, I won't let you die. The third brother is just a spy. The savior sent him to see us. It's a good thing to leave now."

When the fat man heard me say bad things about the third brother, he immediately got up and challenged me. I walked to the door and knocked. After a minute, the prison guard also came over and said, "What are you doing? You'd better be honest."

"Sir, we are very honest. We are just addicted to smoking. Give us two packs."

"What cigarette do you want?"

"Da Chongjiu, just get four boxes. I don't have to bother you tomorrow, right?"

The prison guard sighed, left for about five minutes, and when he came back, he stuffed me one through the window.

I pulled open the box, took out two packs and handed them to the fat man, and he immediately sat on the ground with a smile on his face.

I was able to stand up for the third brother just now, and in a blink of an eye, I could turn enemies into friends for the cigarette box. This is prison, nothing is impossible.

At 7:20, all the prisoners were placed in the lobby on the first floor for dinner, and the prison guard handed us a menu from below.

The fat man, who was still happy at first, started crying as if he had fallen sick when he saw the menu!

I sighed, gave him a blank look and said, "Is it a man? Why are you crying all the time?"

"This... this is our last supper. We can't even get through tonight."
Chapter completed!