Chapter 10: Little prank

When Chus asked this, he didn't look at Saer, but raised his foot and walked

to the nearest cage.

When he was only half a metre away from the cage, he frowned and gave in,

probably because the prisoner’s nasty smell rushed his head, "Tsk—excuse me,

how long does it take for you to ferment this flavor? ?"

The prisoner: "..."

Anyone who can be sent to a space prison can be listed on the government's key

defense list if you pick one out. In a sense, they can be regarded as a famous

person in this field. Don't say scare the crying child, give a name It is not

a problem to scare an adult.

Even if they are locked in a cage at the moment, it is even a bit funny to

describe the embarrassment, but in the eyes of ordinary people, they are still

wolves that may counterattack at any time. Walking around the cage like a mop,

leaving it far to one side, is the response of ordinary people.

The prisoner in the cage probably encountered Truth's door-to-door provocation

for the first time, and he was so damaged that he couldn't speak for a while,

staring blankly there.

The mop shrank in the corner and couldn't help but interject: "If I remember

correctly, you said when you pointed your gun at me, if you can't find meat

that is cleaner than me, you would rather starve to death... Now you don't pay

attention to it. ?"

Truth turned his head to look at him: "You seem to be sorry."

Mop: "No! No! You go on, I shut up."

He said, raising his hand and making a cross in front of his mouth.

Saer looked around, "There is water and electricity here, so I can wash it up

seven or eight times, but I can barely eat it."

prisoner:"…"

He struggled abruptly, slammed his fist against the cage, and opened his mouth

to curse something. Judging from the violent veins on the side of her neck,

Hua's strength is not small. But even Truth, who was close at hand, couldn't

hear half a word.

The prisoner cursed silently, then stared at Trus, and said a word.

Still used a lot, but there is still no sound.

Chu Si loosely clenched his fist and pressed it under the tip of his nose,

barely blocking a little bit of bad smell. He looked at the prisoner's lips

and read his words, "You said you recognize me?"

nonsense! Hell if you don't recognize it!

The prisoner still gritted his teeth and said silently: I recognize you, you

are the chief executive Chu, why didn't your old winter melon subordinate

follow you, eh?

Speaking of this messy thing, Chus was disheartened.

It's not that the group of prisoners in the space prison can only stare at the

metal wall all day long. After all, driving this group of people crazy is not

good for anyone.

They have a fixed time every day to use some simple equipment. Every prison

area will have a huge screen, carousel showing some things that the government

wants them to see, interspersed with irrelevant entertainment programs.

Commonly known as-round the clock without interruption to slap a jujube-style

brainwashing.

The selection and arrangement of these programs are in charge of the

propaganda officers of the 5th Office of the Security Building. The propaganda

officer is called Zild Feng, an old man of mixed blood. Although it was

Truth's subordinate, the old man was older than Truth x2, and he helped Truth

twice when he first entered the security building, so Truth was slightly more

tolerant of him.

As a result, this bald old man pushed his nose to his face, and often did

something that made Truss extraordinarily distressing—

For example, on the 150th anniversary of the establishment of the Space

Prison, the old man proposed to record a video to commemorate it, by the way,

to sound the alarm for the group of agitators in the prison. He claimed that

"good-looking people are not easy to be hated," and he stole the footage of

Truth's presentation at the security meeting in that broken video.

That unlucky clip took up four-fifths of the entire video for an hour, and the

remaining one-fifth was exactly half the opening and half the ending.

The old man kept this video on the big screen of the Space Prison without

saying a word for a whole day, but Chus's preaching content was about

"improving the prisoner controller encryption system".

This is like advocating for reinforcement of collars and chains in front of a

group of captured wolves. Isn't this a stimulus?

Fortunately, the old man went to Truth's office to beg for compliments. As a

result, he entered the door with his front foot, and Sue Young was stimulated

to break into the communication channel of Truth's office with his back foot.

Truth had to thank the old man's eight generations of ancestors and blasted

him out of the door.

Although Chus is in charge of the Space Prison, the prisoners are only

familiar with his name, and few have seen him look like him.

Since the end of the video carousel one day, Tozild Bald Feng's Fu, and

terrorists throughout the prison have firmly remembered his face, and probably

will not forget it in the next life.

The unreasonable Chief Truth has a principle: he can see that he can't stop

his hatred, and others can just wait to find and clean up his hatred for him.

After all, Chief Chu is not a thing.

So the next day, Zilder Bald Feng received an official letter from abroad, and

he was smashed into the space prison, holding an old winter gourd face, and

spending ten days "happily" with the terrorists. After being remembered by

everyone, he was transferred back in tears.

But as soon as my eyes closed and opened, this was all fifty-two years ago,

and I don't know what happened to the old man who was rushing to make trouble.

The safety building where they work is also in a certain dragon pillar

protection circle, but I don’t know which corner of the Xinghai they have

wandered to, how far they are from here, and whether they might meet again...

Truth hasn't had time to think about this kind of uncertain matter. He raised

his eyebrows at the prisoner and said, "Thank you, I haven't seen the

subordinate of that old winter melon for a long time, but he should be doing

well, at least he didn't get into the cage."

prisoner:"…"

"I said my dear, if you add two more sentences, you can die here." Sahe

casually found a dining table and leaned on the edge, watching the play in a

relaxed manner for a long time, "Dead fish, dead shrimp. How can you eat it?"

Truth rarely felt that Sae was right, and he honorably adopted this sincere

suggestion. He sighed and put his hand into the cage carelessly.

The prisoner immediately opened his eyes and yelled silently: If you get

closer to one centimeter, I will make you regret entering this door.

Chu Si endured for a moment, couldn't hold back, and calmly said: "If your

hands weren't handcuffed to the edge of the cage, and your knees weren't

cuffed to the bottom of the cage, I might be able to barely use this as a

threat."

The prisoner's high blood pressure is about to be ** out by him.

Truth didn't do anything to him, he just pulled away his long tangled hair

with a look of disgust, revealing the upper half of his neck.

I saw a thin wire on the headband, like a delicate and low-key collar.

It's just that at the interface of the collar, there is a small piece of metal

with a red light flashing quietly on the edge.

This thing is indeed a device equipped in the space prison, called a sound-

absorbing coil, to limit prisoners who suddenly roar in a manic manner.

However, according to the regulations, the sound-absorbing coil is only a

transitional device under the condition of last resort, and the prisoners are

brought only to avoid the endless roaring to cause large-scale restlessness.

Once the ring is placed, the prisoner should be sent to a special detention

room immediately, and medical and psychological counseling devices should be

borrowed to calm him down. Generally speaking, it can be picked in half an

hour.

At the moment, this situation is obviously out of compliance.

Chu Si touched the metal plate with his thumb, the red light dimmed for three

seconds, then suddenly changed to green light, and the interface made a click,

and it was automatically unlocked.

The prisoner did not expect that Truth would release himself, but he was

stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously, "What do you want to do?"

After roaring for a long time, the prisoner's voice was dumb into sandpaper.

Truss didn't retract his hand either, just leaning on the edge of the cage,

and said, "Don't worry, I won't say anything until you get rid of the bad

smell, but I just leave a word that makes it easier to understand the facts."

As he said, he turned his head and raised his chin at Sae, "Come on,

interrogate suspect number one first, and tell me how much you made when you

escaped from prison."

Sahe didn't care about his tone at all, but smiled. He was not conscious of

being interrogated at all. He sat lazily on the edge of the dining table,

dragging the tone and said: "Reporter, you have wronged me. I walked very low-

key, not even the prison guards were alarmed, just took one away. Jump cabin."

When he speaks, he likes to squint his eyes slightly, tapping his fingers on

the edge of the table like playing the piano, as if he is really reminiscing

the process.

Chus didn't believe it: "Nothing?"

Sahe thought for a while, his tapping fingers stopped, "Nothing."

Chus raised his eyebrows. "Really gone?"

Sahe nodded innocently, "Really."

Chus expressionlessly: "...liar?"

Saer suddenly laughed again, raised his hand with a very small gap between his

thumb and forefinger, squinted one eye, and said: "Before leaving, on a whim,

he made a small-small prank."

Truth: "What kind of prank?"

"Black into the fuel tank, give them the main valve and power mechanism." Sahe

replied.

Truth: "..." You ** call this a little prank? !

"Of course, they reacted after I left." Sahe spread his hands, "I don't know

what happened after that, but it won't be a major event. After all, I haven't

walked for a few days."

After listening to Truth, he subconsciously wanted to interrogate the second

suspect in the cage, but he suddenly remembered the information he had

received, and couldn't help but ask Saer again: "No, what did you just say? I

haven't left for a few days. What do you mean by not leaving for a few days?

Didn't you escape from prison 27 years ago?"