The Sabbath Chapter 173: The breath of the wind
"Wind?" Gigi woke up from her sleep.
Holding his knees, he vigilantly looked in the direction of the wind.
However, it was pitch black there, and I waited vigilantly for a long while, but only the wind was howling, and there was no sign of anyone approaching here.
Looking at the dim green bracelet on her wrist, Jiji stood up and groped towards the direction of the wind until her fingers touched the cold fence.
It seemed that something was hooked, Jiji only felt a pain in his wrist, and then, he let out an "ah", and saw the mung bean loose beads that were neatly wrapped around his wrist fell off his wrist .
"Ground beans" Jiji quickly stretched out her hand to grab them, but the wind was so strong that she only caught three or four of them when she poked her finger on the fence, and the rest of the beans were all wrapped up in the wind. He flew in the right direction.
Ignoring the pain in her fingers, Jiji just looked at the beans in a daze.
In the darkness, the ground beans are like stars scattered in the night sky, and like shooting stars, they are fleeting and disappear in the darkness.
Dazed, Jiji looked at the direction where the ground beans disappeared, and then at the direction where the wind came. Finally, when the wind stopped abruptly, he narrowed his cat-like eyes, and finally lowered his eyelashes , his eyes fell on the few ground beans left in his hand, and he murmured a little distressed: "Ah, there are only a few left."
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When the wind came, Poma also raised her head.
Different from the previous single-person cell, he is now locked in a multi-person cell. There are a total of thirteen prisoners with him. According to this number, he guesses that the floor where he is locked up will not be very low, about three floors below the ground. layer to layer seven.
Look, that's what makes an old prisoner good, especially because he doesn't just go to jail, he also does some "small business" besides jail, which makes him better informed than ordinary prisoners and even jailers.
He bet that several of the jailers on this floor are newcomers, and they are not as familiar with this prison as he is
Poma has changed a lot in just one night.
Especially in the eyes of his new "roommates".
After all, everyone was basically imprisoned together. When they came here, most of them resigned to their fate. They recuperated and recuperated, chatted and chatted. A piece of heaven and earth.
Only Poma, from the moment he was thrown in, his face was ashen, like a dead person, staying motionless at the place where he was thrown, and he didn't move at all.
When I was assigned a task, I didn't move at all;
When being bullied by the inmates in the same cell, do not move;
When he was beaten by the jailer for not doing the task at all, he remained motionless.
"He is already a dead man." Looking at Poma like this, the older man among the "roommates" sighed very deeply.
However, the next direction made all the prisoners confused:
First, a few little devils suddenly got in through the railing and walked directly to Poma, stuffing him with food and drink, and helping him with work!
This trash is not simple!
This is someone in prison!
In an instant, the other prisoners in the same room stopped bullying him.
Then everyone was kicked out of the original cell together.
The floor where they were booked to serve their sentence according to the charges, the children did it quickly and secretly, few people saw what happened around the corner, but when they came to the new cell, they were originally in the same room as Poma, but now The prisoners in the same room as him suddenly found that Poma was different.
Picking up the new job he was assigned, he started doing it right away!
Obviously he has never touched it before, but he did it quickly and well. Others just sewed a few stitches. This time they were assigned a new task to sew clothes. The other prisoners changed the old prison uniforms. All sewn up!
This is a completely dark cell, only for the convenience of their work, the jailer gave each prisoner a candle, only one, no matter whether they have finished their work or not, there is only one candle.
"If anyone of you needs a candle, you can exchange it with me." Blowing out her own candle, Poma suddenly spoke.
The voice is clear and clear, it's the usual Poma's voice again!
"I don't want the points here, I want the money from outside!" Facing the ignorant roommate, Poma said in more detail.
Then, he moved skillfully in the dark.
Delimited a small piece of land that belonged to him, protected the work he had done, and then planted a few ground beans that the children gave him on his own land.
Fortunately, this is not the kind of prison with bare metal on all sides, but a dirty cell that has been inhabited for many years. In this kind of place, there is soil.
Don't despise this kind of dirty place, Poma has demarcated the territory for himself according to the thickness of the soil layer.
Dad said: A place with a lot of soil is a good site. It can not only resist cold and heat, but also grow food.
That is to say, these new prisoners don't understand the market, and no one will compete with him, otherwise such a good place may not be his turn.
Ah, not necessarily, he is no longer the weak child in the past, now he is tall and tall, has the habit of exercising in prison all year round, his muscles are also developed, and he has rich fighting experience. In the battle, you really don't necessarily lose.
Poma quickly took stock of her current strengths and advantages.
Then I began to recharge my batteries and wait for the first "business" to reopen.
Sure enough, not long after, someone came to Poma to buy candles.
These clumsy fellows used up their candles long before they had finished all their work. To work you must have light, and if you want light you must have candles, and those who have no candles just thought of what Perma said.
Look, that's it, just start over, there is nothing difficult.
Living in a grimy new cell, Poma is starting from scratch again.
As the wind blows, he is loosening the soil for the newly planted field beans.
The other prisoners just came in from the outside. They didn't feel anything wrong with the sudden wind, and some even complained that the wind was too strong and a little cold.
But Poma stood up immediately.
Holding tightly on the fence with both hands, no matter how strong the wind was, Poma's eyes did not blink. Then, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath of air.
"The taste of ice, water and snow."
"Ah, it's the smell outside."
Agui said that the outside of this prison is surrounded by ice and snow.
So, when she opened her eyes again, there was light in Poma's eyes again.
Next, despite the wind blowing, he continued to plow his own small bean field.
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"How many times is this?" In the office on the first floor and the top floor of Star Prison, in the only office on this floor, an ordinary-looking man stood facing each other with a smile on his face. The subordinate said in front of the desk.
"This is the fifth time that you and I have followed you, and this is the second time this year." The man was obviously smiling, and his smile was kind, and his question didn't seem sharp, but the big man standing in front of the desk But his whole body was trembling, and with his head down, he tried his best to shrink the huge body a little bit, a little bit smaller.
"How many years have you been following me?" Still with a smile on his face, the man sitting behind the desk smiled even more kindly.
The big man on the opposite side of "Twenty-Three Years" trembled even more.
"Twenty-three years?" The man smiled, smiling
The moment the smile disappeared, he suddenly shouted: "There have only been five similar incidents in twenty-three years, but two this year? Don't you want to follow me until the twenty-fourth year?"
It is the scariest thing for an originally friendly person to get angry. The moment the man burst into laughter, his eyes widened and his eyebrows almost raised. At that moment, he was like a Shura!
But only for a moment.
After he finished speaking, he immediately moved the glass facing the back, leaving only the back of the big man in a black uniform.
The big man fell to his knees with a plop.
"I! I'm going to investigate this matter thoroughly! There must be black sheep in the city! I'm going to find them all, and then deal with them one by one! I guarantee that there will be no one left!"
He loudly stated his promise, and the man tapped his forehead to the ground, not daring to move or say a word, he pricked up his ears to listen to the response in front of him.
However, it was quiet in front of him. After a long time, he heard a voice coming from the opposite side.
"I don't blame you, our place is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more people. When we are given freedom, some people will always have thoughts that they shouldn't have."
"Do what you want and let me see the results."
"Otherwise, I'll do what I want."
He said it gently, but the big man who was still kneeling on the ground was soaked all over his back.
"One more day, the auction will be held."
"Make it the biggest auction, and the last."
"I have a bad feeling. We won't be able to hold another auction in a short time. We might as well hold it bigger this time, and then close it indefinitely, so that those who come here can think about the future." The man spoke again , and handed over the thorough investigation to his subordinates, he seemed to have no intention of asking about this matter at all, so he brought up other matters.
"Yes." With his forehead still touching the ground, the big man said yes.
"This time, there will be a lot of important people coming over, you have to take people to clean up, don't be rude."
"Yes." Like a puppet, the big man seemed to have only this word left in his mouth.
The howling wind echoed in the huge office, almost louder than his voice.
"And" the voice was soft, the man paused for a while, and after a while, he raised his head and looked slightly at the ceiling:
"Do you smell the stink?"
"The wind is just right, just reminding me that it's time to do a thorough cleaning."
"Not only the things on the surface, but also the dirty things in the pipeline, you should also deal with them this time."
The man said softly.
"Yes." Then, the big man said yes again.