Half an hour after the meal, the pills were delivered to Baili Xin.
Baili Xin took the medicine and looked at the man with his lips slightly pursed out of the corner of his eye.
The man said he wanted to torture himself, but a whole day had passed and he had done nothing except treating his illness and resting himself.
At most, he asked him a few questions as a routine matter, and then took him to a special interrogation room to scare himself.
At this moment, the man's cold eyes were staring at him without blinking. It seemed that he would not look away unless he took the medicine.
The escape system's voice rang in his mind: Lord Baili Xin, toxins have been detected in the medicine, please take it with caution. Toxin cleansing skills are being prepared.
Baili Xin stared at the pills in his hand and said, wait, don't clean up the toxins.
Escape system:
Baili Xin: In short, there is no need to cleanse the toxins.
Escape system:
s419m: Silly sister, a self-torture trick.
Escape System: Oh no! You can’t catch a pervert without sacrificing your child!
Blissin: …
s419m, tell me what you taught Tongmei behind her back
Baili Xin swallowed the pill with warm water. Under Dijia's gaze, her beautiful Adam's apple rolled up and down in a beautiful arc. At the end, Baili Xin even opened her mouth deliberately, showing Dijia her empty mouth: "Ah... Look, I ate it."
The man stared at Baili Xin's open mouth for two seconds before looking away as if nothing had happened. "Well, go to sleep."
The lights in the room were turned off again. Dijia only turned on a dim desk lamp, sat at the desk with his back straight, and read a book.
The light shone on the man's face, dividing his angular cheeks into two layers of light and dark. The man's already cold face looked even colder.
Baili Xin wrapped himself in a blanket and looked at Dijia, "Aren't you going to rest?"
Dijia: "Not sleepy."
Baili Xin stared at the man's face, which was as undulating as a mountain range. "Do you usually rest and sleep in this room?"
Dijia didn't take his eyes off the book. He said "hmm" softly, "Just on the bed you are lying on now. Go to sleep. Our relationship is not good enough for us to chat like this."
"Oh," seeing that the cold Dijia didn't want to talk to him, Baili Xin didn't argue too much and closed his eyes as soon as he covered himself with the quilt.
Baili Xin closed his eyes and opened the task system interface.
Mission 1: Survive for five days and five nights. (Remaining time: four days and four nights plus four hours)
Mission 2: Find the criminal who stole the Sun Kiss Crown. (Progress 0)
The time now is seven o'clock in the evening.
There were still four hours left until the end of the first day. It was 11 o'clock in the evening when he came on the first day.
While other rival contestants were busy searching for clues to solve the case, he could be said to have done nothing and just spent the day recuperating from his illness.
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The snow is still falling outside the window.
The last bit of moonlight in the sky was obscured by thick dark clouds, leaving only darkness and vast expanses of snow between heaven and earth.
Dijia gently closed the book, stood up, drew the curtains, and tilted his head to look at the bed not far away.
The young man on the bed had fallen into a deep sleep, and from where he stood he could clearly see the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest.
The young man's breathing was faintly heard in the room, and the fireplace on the wall could occasionally make the crackling sound of burning charcoal.
Dijia stood at the end of the bed with his arms folded across his chest for a few seconds. After thinking for a moment, he walked to the sofa.
He was just about to lie down to rest when he suddenly heard a low groan of pain.
The sound was very light, as light as the snow falling outside the window, but it easily penetrated the air in the room and pierced straight into Dijia's ears.
Dijia's body stiffened slightly as he was about to lie down, and he looked in the direction of the young man in confusion.
Just when he thought he was hallucinating, another extremely faint moan of pain was heard.
This time the sound was much clearer than last time. Along with a low groan of pain, the quilt covering the young man moved a few times and gathered in the middle.
The broken groan of pain sounded again.
Dijia paused and walked to the bedside quietly.
The young man on the bed had his handsome features twisted into a ball, his forehead was covered with fine beads of cold sweat, and his already pale face was almost the same color as the snow outside the window.
A soft quilt covered his body, but through the raised outline of the quilt, it was obvious that the young man was lying on the bed in a very uncomfortable posture.
Dijia frowned slightly, grabbed a corner of the quilt and lifted it up, and saw the young man curled up like a ball of fur, his hands with bulging veins covering his stomach, his exposed ankles and toes were also tense, as if his whole body was exerting strength.
"It hurts..." The broken flesh trembled slightly, like a kitten with nowhere to hide in a winter blizzard, making the most helpless cry for help.
Dijia stared at the young man's belly, then touched his forehead, and his sharp eyes finally fell on the white pill packaging paper on the bedside.
Is it a side effect of the medicine
No fever.
But the young man looked like he was in pain.
Dijia stood up and walked to the door, calling a guard over: "Where's the doctor? Call him over."
A few minutes later, the guard returned, standing there sweating profusely, and said carefully, "Sir, the doctor... just left. He said the queen wanted to see him. He left a message before he left, saying that the side effects would start to appear two hours after taking the medicine and would last for four hours. You'll be fine after you get through it."
Dijia's eyes suddenly turned gloomy. Just as he was about to say something, a painful groan was heard behind him again.
All the turbulent emotions disappeared, and Dijia said coldly, "I understand, go away," and then gently closed the door, locking the guard outside.
The guard froze in place, his back instantly soaked with sticky sweat.
Just at that moment, he felt death.
But he didn't know why the angry officer suddenly calmed down. Was it because of the prisoner in the room
Why did the officer want to see Dr. Garner at this late hour
Is it still because of that criminal
Is this officer paying too much attention to this prisoner
Did the sir discover it himself
Regardless, the guard turned around and walked away quickly.
It is a blessing to be able to survive for one more day, no matter why.
Dijia quickly walked back to the bed and looked at the young man rolling on the bed in pain. A look of helplessness flashed across his usually expressionless face.
How to do
He looked miserable.
Dijia looked at his hands in confusion.
I have only held knives, guns, and torture instruments, and have done things that hurt people. I have never known how to take care of others.
The young man on the bed curled up his body, covered his stomach, turned over in bed, and moved to the side of the bed without realizing it.
Just as he was about to fall off the bed, a pair of cold, broad hands suddenly hugged the young man's upper body. The next second, the young man's body fell into a strong and broad embrace.
Diga sat somewhat stiffly on the edge of the bed, holding the young man firmly in his arms, his eyes fixed on the fine lines between the young man's brows.
A bit dazzling.
It was just as glaring as seeing the young man hanging on the cross with a pale face this morning.
It felt like a needle was poking my heart.
He always felt that such a painful expression and such a weak look should not appear on this face, and the expression on this face should be more... bright and charming.
Dijia circled the young man with one hand and placed the other hand between his brows, gently sweeping his fingertips across his brows, trying to smooth out the wrinkles that appeared due to pain.
After rubbing with the tip of his index finger for a few times, the man suddenly realized what he was doing. His body suddenly stiffened and he was about to pull his hand back from the young man's face.
Just when he pulled his finger out halfway, the young man turned over and rubbed his cheek against his palm unconsciously, murmuring softly, "So comfortable."
Dijia looked at the young man with deep eyes. He didn't know whether the side effects of the medicine had subsided or his massage was effective, but the pain on the young man's face was relieved a lot and his complexion looked better.
Now that everything is alright, get up.
He thought so in his mind, but for some reason, the man's body was like a stone statue filled with lead, frozen in place without moving. Even his eyes were like a kite with the string pulled, glued to the young man's face.
The young man groped the delicate and smooth skin in his palms and fingertips. At this moment, he was like a kitten, with meaningless comfortable hums coming from his throat.
Dijia hesitated for a moment, remembering what the guard had just said.
Side effects last for four hours.
It's only the first hour now. If I leave the young man like this, he will probably tremble in pain again, right
After thinking for two seconds, Dijia took out his hand and put it around Baili Xin's waist, pulling him closer to his arms. His hands were usually used to hold weapons that could hurt people, so his strength was instinctively a bit strong.
He originally just wanted to put the young man into a more comfortable position, but he used too much force, and with a slight pull he ended up pulling the young man into his arms.
At the beginning, the two of them were just hugging each other's heads and upper bodies, but now the young man is sitting directly in Diga's arms.
The young man's body was already a little hot due to illness and sweating, and the hot body suddenly pressed against him, and the man froze for a moment.
He looked at the young man in his arms with his eyes slightly closed with some disbelief.
Very light.
Is this the weight a grown man should have
The young man seemed to be only ten centimeters shorter than me, but his body width seemed to be less than half of my own. Although he was not short, he looked tiny now, and I held him in my arms.
Dijia stood there for a long time before he moved.
He leaned back slightly and pressed himself against the headboard, letting his upper body relax and stretch out, making the young man's position more comfortable.
The young man groaned, his brows furrowed again, and his facial features, which had just relaxed, wrinkled again. At the same time, his body curled up and his hands tightly covered his stomach.
He bit his lips with his teeth, and the corners of his lips, which were red but not moist, turned white.
Does your stomach hurt
Diga pulled out the young man's muscular hand and then placed his own hand on the young man's stomach.
Then the man's palm began to flash red, and his large palm began to gently massage back and forth.
The young man's facial features relaxed a little, but his teeth were still biting his lips hard.
The white teeth sank into the soft lips and were about to embed into the flesh and make them bleed.
Seeing this, Dijia ordered, "Loosen your teeth and scream if it hurts."
The young man was in so much pain that he didn't know whether he heard anything or not. He just shook his head instinctively, and his teeth showed no sign of loosening.
Dijia frowned, feeling irritated.
Seeing that his teeth were about to bite through his lips, the man suddenly lowered his head and used the tip of his tongue to pry open his lips, forcing Baili Xin to let go of his poorly bitten lips.
The sweet taste instantly filled his entire mouth through his lips and teeth. Dijia trembled all over and instinctively wanted more.
He greedily plundered the young man's scent, and after a long time, he raised his chin panting, looking down at the young man in his arms with deep and complicated eyes...
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Studio.
Children who go to bed late get candy.
Slurp, it smells so good.
It's so bitter, I'm still a baby, how can you show me this. (droolingjpg)
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Baili Xin had a good sleep.
Although I had a stomachache in the middle of the night, my relationship with my boyfriend has made great progress and the results are encouraging.
It was a bit painful last night, but it wasn't so painful that he was dying or unconscious.
Of course he knew what had happened and what Dijia had done to him.
He knows how to hold me in his arms, smooth out my frown, warm my belly and kiss me.
The other person held me motionlessly for four hours, and after the effect of the drug wore off, he helped me wipe the sweat off my body.
It can be described with the four words "considerate and considerate".
Although he knew everything, he now planned to pretend that he knew nothing.
He understands fishing.
Baili Xin stretched himself, pretended to say "ouch", covered his mouth and frowned, "My mouth seems to be swollen, is it because of inflammation?"
The man on the sofa still had that expressionless, aloof demeanor. He stared at Baili Xin indifferently, without a trace of panic or shyness on his face. "Are you awake? How do you feel?"
Baili Xin looked at the man in military uniform on the sofa, "He's not having a fever anymore, so he should be well."
Man: “That’s good.”
Baili Xin: “.”
Even though he had a blank expression on his face, you still felt sorry for him, right
"Someone come here." The man shouted outside, and immediately two guards opened the door and walked in.
The man raised his chin in the direction of Baili Xin on the bed, "Take him to the cell where he was originally staying and receive today's training with the other prisoners."
Baili Xin: “???”
Hello
…
Ten minutes later, Baili Xin, wearing only a thin prison uniform, was stuffed back into the cold iron house.
Lin Xiao had already left, and another man was sitting on the other bed in the cell.
Baili Xin sat on the hard wooden board, letting the cool wind flow into his body through his collar: "..."
I hugged her and kissed her.
Just throw me here after you're done
Is that human being
"Hey, man, you're finally back. I'm getting bored staying here alone." The man on the other bed spoke in a vulgar tone, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, I never thought that my roommate is actually a beauty. I can't see a beauty as beautiful as you even if I spend money outside. It seems that God is kind to me. It's worth it for me to go to jail this time."
Baili Xin silently looked at the man in the bed next to him.
He had a sturdy body, long curly brown hair, a big beard, and muscles that seemed to be about to burst out of his prison uniform.
A very strong man.
"You are afraid of the cold, my little beauty." The man looked at Baili Xin with lustful eyes, "Brother is not afraid of the cold."
As he spoke, the man lifted up his sleeves, revealing his sturdy arms. "See? This is my brother's muscle. I can crush a human skull with my bare hands, especially the skull of a little beauty like you. I can do it with one pinch. If I squeeze it hard, it will explode with a bang. Bang, bang, bang, just like fireworks, with blood flying everywhere and brains exploding. This is my favorite scene, bar none."
Baili Xin glanced at him and turned away.
"The little beauty is not only beautiful, but also quite cool." The man was not angry, but chuckled, "Hey, what's your name? How did you get in?"
Baili Xin was furious. He clenched his fists and tried to resist the urge to stand up and twist the gangster's head off. He didn't want to say a word.
The man didn't know who he had provoked. The more Baili Xin ignored him, the more excited he became. He kept chattering, "It's okay if you don't want to tell me. I'll tell you my name."
"My name is George the Violent Hand. I used to live on death row, but was suddenly brought here by a clean-looking doctor yesterday. Tsk tsk tsk, that doctor was pretty cool too, he looked at me as if I were an ant. You know, that look can get me excited instantly. No matter if it's murderous intent or sexual desire. I especially like to pin that kind of high-handed little beauty to the ground, penetrate him, attack him, see his eyes change from arrogance to begging for mercy and fear, and finally twist his neck and crush his head."
The man's face showed a twisted expression of excitement, and his body began to tremble inexplicably. He hugged his shoulders with both hands and sighed softly with enjoyment: "Amazing, I love that moment so much, it's just too great."
Baili Xin finally looked at the man: "Why did you come in?"
The man's mouth was stretched almost to his ears, revealing two rows of white teeth. "Murder, rape, robbery, injury... Too many, I can't remember them all."
Baili Xin: “.”
Ah.
Doctor from Ghana.
Locking up such a perverted murderer with me, he will do a lot of little things.
It seems that this doctor really wants to disappear quickly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," the man stared at Baili Xin with eyes like he was looking at his prey, "The little beauty is not only beautiful, but also has a nice voice. It must sound even better in bed, right?"
He licked the corner of his mouth greedily, "I really want to hear you beg for mercy right now."
"Hey, what are you doing!" The sound of metal collision shattered the gloomy atmosphere in the prison. Two guards knocked on the iron bars. "Hurry up and come out to have breakfast. There is morning training after breakfast! If you are late, you will be punished! Hurry up!"
A "clacking" sound of metal shaking was heard, and Baili Xin looked in the direction of the sound, only to find that this perverted murderer was wearing heavy shackles on his wrists and ankles, with a thick chain connecting the two shackles.
Are these shackles worn because it's too dangerous
The death row prisoner seemed to have long been accustomed to the pattern here. As soon as the guard called him, he stood up and walked outside.
In addition to him, many other prisoners also passed through the dark and damp passage in front of them.
Upon seeing this, Baili Xin stood up, followed the death row prisoner at a safe distance, slowly blending himself into the sea of prisoners, going with the flow and moving forward with the large group.
Soon he followed everyone into a restaurant.
Rows of metal tables and chairs were neatly arranged in the hall, with plates already placed on the tables.
Baili Xin walked at the back, secretly observing the movements of others for reference.
These prisoners seem to be sitting randomly, but if you look closely, you can see that they are actually sitting in groups.
Dangerous felons wear handcuffs and leg irons, just like the death row inmates in the same cell. Safe ones don't wear these things.
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He noticed that thick steel nails were drilled into the legs of the tables and chairs, and the tables and chairs were nailed to the ground and could not be moved.
The plate contained cold porridge and mashed potatoes, with a little curry covering the mashed potatoes.
Without sharp objects like spoons and chopsticks that could kill them, they could only eat with their hands.
The hand-washing area was in the corner of the wall. Baili Xin washed his hands and quickly found an inconspicuous corner to sit down.
Although the food was cold, at least it was not rotten and could satisfy hunger. However, the calories in the food were just enough to satisfy hunger.
The prisoners here don't need to eat too much, as eating enough will actually increase their strength.
Their food is just enough to keep them healthy and alive.
Baili Xin was not sure whether the people in this restaurant now were all the prisoners in this prison, but judging from the current number of people, there were quite a few prisoners in this prison.