The prison is very quiet at night.
At any rate, the cemetery still has the sound of the wind, so no sound can penetrate here.
The corridors in all directions were lit with lights, like a refrigerator with its door open at night, cold and white.
Bo Ye leaned against the wall, waiting for the people in the next room to come out.
Tang Zhi was beside him, also leaning against the white wall, with a little distance between them.
Such a distance, neither close nor far, is a little subtle between husband and wife.
"What's the matter baby?" Bo Ye lifted Tang Zhi's chin with one hand, and asked Tang Zhi with his head tilted, "I've been depressed all day."
As usual, he tirelessly harassed his lover whenever he was free.
Tang Zhi glanced at him, his clear eyes showed impatience, and he was inexplicably angry.
But in Bo Ye's view, that was clearly acting like a baby.
cute…
Waiting for someone to coax it.
"Tell me." Bo Ye smiled lazily, "What's wrong?"
Regardless of Tang Zhi's slight struggle, he pulled him to stand in front of his eyes.
Bo Ye's arms stretched forward, resting loosely on Tang Zhi's shoulders, encircling him.
"Hello." Bo Ye moved forward and touched Tang Zhi's forehead lightly, and said in a low voice, "Remember to tell Brother Bo Ye if anything happens, I still feel sorry for you."
Tang Zhi crossed his arms, bit his lower lip, and stared at the other party for a long time as if distressed, his beautiful eyes were like pebbles under daffodils - pitch black and watery.
"You don't talk anymore with this little mouth," Bo Ye said half-truthfully, "I'm going to use it for other purposes."
Bo Ye lowered his eyelids and glanced at Tang Zhi's red lips, his eyes were full of hints.
Tang Zhi knew that he was shameless and invincible, and he couldn't fight, so he had no choice but to let go.
"Have you been attracting something recently?" Tang Zhi's face sank, even the blood-red tear mole under his left eye was showing displeasure.
Bo Ye: "???"
He was asked so much that he couldn't help introspecting, what did he attract
"Confession." Tang Zhi said seriously, "Why are so many girls staring at you so intently?"
Bo Ye didn't know what to say for a moment, he just felt wronged.
Bo Ye has also provoked Tang Zhi since the beginning of his love. Hearing what Tang Zhi said, it seemed that he deliberately attracted bees and butterflies.
"You saw that I took the initiative to talk to other people?" Bo Ye pulled the person closer, and said to him slowly and patiently, "They want to see and discuss, what can I do, or you can hide him , don’t let others see it?”
"How to hide it?" Tang Zhi bumped his head at him, his small face puffed up, "You can't... just keep a low profile?"
Tang Zhi hated Bo Ye who was coveted by others. Neither men nor women can do it, even if you think about it.
The young master is good at everything, but he is especially cautious when it comes to relationships.
If you take a photo of the current Tang Zhi and add text, it will be a "Don't hit me man.JPG".
"Candi." Bo Ye sighed, and said, "If I am talked about by women and molested by female ghosts, do you blame me for attracting others and being indiscreet? This is like saying that if a girl is harassed, should I blame her Does she have too little clothes on?"
Tang Zhi didn't speak. This is the reason, but my heart is still not happy.
Bo Ye is such a man, he is a natural light-spotting body, every frown and smile has a masculine charm, it is hard not to attract the attention of others.
"I didn't go around showing off." Bo Ye turned his head to look at him, and said with a light smile, "I just like you, and you are the only one in the whole world."
He asked again: "Right now around you 24 hours a day, who doesn't know that I belong to you?"
"So, what's not to like about Candi Greg?"
Tang Zhi blushed, and his voice was suffocated: "You are just bad!"
Bo Ye lowered his crow-feather eyelashes, shaking off a little smile.
Lovers seldom take the initiative like this, and they never scold others. Because of anger, their pretty little faces come alive, making them look very rare.
Bo Ye embraced Tang Zhi, and a deep laugh escaped from the depths of his throat.
It's really... love to the bone.
"I don't like you enough?" Bo Ye took advantage of Tang Zhi's silence to speak, "Every day I think about how to get closer to you, and get closer."
The magnetic voice is deep, with the peculiar laziness of raving.
Tang Zhi's mood was soothed, and he was in the mood to make a joke, and asked: "You always speak nicely, so have you thought of a way?"
"The shortest distance that can be achieved now is minus twenty centimeters." Bo Ye whispered, "I will work hard, maybe I can get closer."
Tang Zhi was stunned for half a second.
Immediately after he realized it, he said angrily, "Bo Ye, what are you thinking about every day!"
It's all yellow crap!
"Didn't you just say that?" Bo Ye said as a matter of course, "I was thinking about how to get closer to you."
"..."
Tang Zhi beat him.
While Bo Ye was playing with Tang Zhi, the door next door finally opened.
Tang Zhi, who was hanging on Bo Ye's waist, jumped down to the ground, his expression collected.
He tugged at the hem of his clothes, returning to his usual dignified and cool look, but his face was still powdered, which seemed to be more humane.
"Well, what's the matter?" Bo Ye wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and looked at the group of people who came out together.
Enjin drooped her head, closed her eyes, and had a sleepy expression. When she came out of the room, she was not so much stepping on the ground as she was floating.
The situation is very pitiful, and anyone can still see the problem.
Except for the time when she was injured in the snow mountain, Bo Ye rarely saw Enjin so listless.
"He's fighting against sleepiness." Peter Pan stood aside and quickly helped to explain, "Brother Ye, think about it, Enjin is not patrolling at this time, so according to the rules of the game, he should be sleeping. At this point, it is difficult for him to wake up, and now he has forcibly violated the rules of the game, and now he is uncomfortable."
Tang Zhi followed his advice. I saw Enjin leaning against the door frame, with an expression of hopelessness and dying.
"...Is it really okay for him to be like this?" Tang Zhi asked worriedly, while holding Bao Ye's sleeve, he gestured to the other side with his eyes.
Gu Meng tugged at Zheng Enjin's standing posture, and secretly used some strength to support her.
With no expression on his face, he said, "You must follow, you can't beat him."
"I think it's a problem for him to walk upright now." Bo Ye put both hands in his trouser pockets, looking Enjin up and down with great interest.
He raised his chin towards Enjin again, and asked Gu Meng: "If it's really haunted for a while, and he can't run, should we care about him or not?"
Peter Pan was about to exclaim, "Of course we have to take care of it."
Aren't the four big brothers a fateful friendship
If one of them has an accident, can you let it go
In the end, Gu Meng said flatly: "If you are so disobedient, throw it outside."
Peter Pan was stunned: "...Brother, are you serious?"
The key is that Bo Ye agreed, nodded and said, "Okay, I think so too, so I won't be so annoying."
Peter Pan: "..."
Must be kidding.
Enjin heard the two men discussing how to sell him later, and suddenly woke up for two seconds.
He lazily raised his eyelids, glanced at Gu Meng beside him, and then looked at Bo Ye opposite.
The low and soft voice was cold without ups and downs: "Just wait for me."
It's a pity that I am so sleepy now that I want to hit the wall, and I really don't have the energy to deal with these two.
"Let's go, tonight's target is not in the living area, let's go to the building where the felons are held." Gu Meng reminded.
When he left, he pulled Enjin tightly.
"Brother, is it okay not to move around in the living area?" Pan Peter walked in the cool night breeze, tightening his collar and asked, "Didn't Miffy say that people should be in the first and second living areas when patrolling? Is it a violation?"
There is a bit of fog around, and it is uncertain, and it is illuminated by the searchlight on the high tower, glowing blue.
Even the air is moist on the face.
Peter Pan rubbed his face uncomfortably.
A group of five people had already crossed the playground in the dark and were heading for the third floor to the west.
"This is a problem, there may be illegal operations." Bo Ye said while thinking, taking off the camouflage jacket.
Instead, put it on Tang Zhi's body.
Hearing Bo Ye's words, Peter Pan couldn't help being nervous, and it happened that a gust of wind blew by, making his back feel cold.
The little boy flinched: "Then... what should I do then?"
Bo Ye thought for a while, and happily decided: "Then let's die together."
other people:"… … "
What are you talking about
"Don't listen to Bo Ye's nonsense." Tang Zhidao, "If there are clues in the felony area, players will not be denied entry. Since there are guards during the day, night watch is the player's opportunity, so there is no need to worry about being punished for violating the rules." punish."
He put his hands into the sleeves of his coat, and with a rustle he pulled the front of the jacket and zipped it up.
Bo Ye's clothes were too big for him, covering him loosely.
"If the door card given by the prison guard cannot be swiped in," Gu Meng continued, "it means that the area is closed to players."
"Oh, I see." Peter Pan reacted, clasped his palms and breathed in, expectantly said, "In that case, we don't have to go in to check, and we can go back."
Bo Ye glanced at the building covered in mist, and smiled slightly: "I probably won't be able to go back for a while."
During the conversation, everyone walked up the steps in front of the third floor.
Unlike the glass doors of the dormitory building, this building is equipped with thick iron doors, which further highlights the gloomy and forbidding impression.
Bo Ye swiped open the door, but when he pushed the door, he found it was very heavy.
As the iron door slowly cracked open, the muffled "bang" sound was especially noticeable in the dark night.
Hearing the sound, Peter Pan began to bite his nails with a complicated expression: "In every episode of Conan, the door opens and closes, closes and opens again, that's the sound, it's just the shadow of childhood... There is a ghost here, and the premonition is not very good. "
Bo Ye pushed open the door and said, "Little friend, it's too late to turn around now."
The searchlight on the high tower swept across, stretching his tall and thin figure and projecting it into the door.
Peter Pan was afraid that the four big brothers would not take him to play, so he straightened his body in an instant, pretending to be strong and trembling: "I... I won't look back! I can!"
"The one in front, can you hurry up?"
A low and soft voice sounded from the back row.
When everyone looked back, Enjin was half-supporting the pillars by the porch with one hand, and his whole body was precarious.
Those who don't know may think that he was given anesthesia and may pass out at any time.
Enjin raised her eyes slightly, because of the sleepiness that could not be concealed, the upturned eye ends did not look so mean.
It's just that the tone is full of impatience: "Finish things early, go back to sleep early."
"Almost forgot." Bo Ye smiled lightly and said, "We still have Mr. Sleepy here."
Enjin ignored his sarcasm, pushed aside the few people standing in front, and walked into the door first.
Outside is a lingering damp mist.
The corridor ahead was pitch black.
It's so dark that even my mother doesn't know it.
Gu Meng was the last one to enter the building.
With a bang, the heavy iron door closed behind him.
In the suffocating and dark environment, Peter Pan was so nervous that he jumped up in fright.
He stared round and turned around: "Brother, why are you closing the door?"
Gu Meng glanced up, and the electronic lock above the door flashed green twice in the darkness, then suddenly turned red, and then went out.
like a closed eye.
"I didn't close it." Gu Meng shrugged and said, "It closed itself."
No wind blowing, so the heavy door closes by itself
Peter Pan was scared.
Scared to death.
He couldn't see his fingers here, he touched the wall and moved towards Gu Meng.
As soon as he touched Gu Meng's sleeve, it seemed like there was a river in the middle, and he jumped to Gu Meng's side and hugged his arm tightly.
"Brother..." Peter Pan swallowed, leaning close to Gu Meng, his eyes glistening in the darkness, "I'm just a coward, don't stay too far away from me for a while, I'll kowtow to you if conditions permit."
Gu Meng was used to his promising appearance, so she patted his hand and said, "Relax, don't hug him so tightly."
Enjin leaned against the wall, glanced at the two figures connected together in the darkness, and patiently lowered her head and rubbed her temples.
While trying to stay awake forcibly, at the same time ignoring Pan Peter's rubbing against Gu Meng.
Love is not easy, sigh.
Enjin couldn't help thinking, if he was weak, timid and timid, would he be able to hug Gu Meng and not let go
I thought so, but I couldn't do it.
Tsundere self-esteem surpasses the sky.
Bo Ye noticed Enjin's condition, and casually asked, "What's wrong?"
Enjin shook her head, her voice was soft, "It just occurred to me that... crying children have milk to drink."
Bo Ye didn't understand, so he said, "...huh?"
"It's okay." Enjin cheered up and said lightly, "I hate children who drink milk."
"..."
Bo Ye almost hung three question marks above his head.
Whose child drinks your milk? ?
For some reason, Peter Pan sneezed suddenly.
As soon as Gu Meng entered this building, she felt like being watched.
More than one pair of eyes.
As if hiding in an invisible dark place, quietly and greedily observing their every move, waiting for a certain moment.
It was very uncomfortable.
The area where serious criminals are held is more fortified than the living area, and it is also much colder and damper.
Gu Meng touched the switch by the wall and pressed it, but the light on the top did not respond.
Even though Enjin was too tired to keep her eyes open, her eyesight was much better than that of ordinary people.
He looked around the cool and damp corridor, raised his chin towards the upper left corner, and said, "Go to the administrator's room first. It's best if you can find the switch. If you can't find it, check to see if you have a flashlight."
Everyone followed his prompts to look at that position.
There is a sign hanging on the door of a certain room.
The sign had large letters written in wet heavy paint, possibly red paint, but couldn't be sure in the dark.
As for those few words, even Tang Zhi, who has a good ear and eyes, can't tell them apart.
Now that Enjin has spoken, it means that there is the administrator's room.
Enjin stayed in the corridor without moving, leaning against the wall, lowering her head, closing her eyes and meditating.
The other four entered the administrator's room on the left to search.
Within three minutes, they came out with a small flashlight in each hand.
"Damn..." Peter Pan hurriedly stopped the car with his tongue, almost biting it, and changed his tune, "Brother! Brother! There is really a flashlight inside, you are really amazing!"
As he spoke, he pushed the switch of the flashlight, displaying the light like a treasure.
The light poked directly into Enjin's eyes.
Enjin couldn't get enough sleep, her eyes were sore and swollen, and now she was a little annoyed by the flashing lights.
The soft voice suddenly became harsh: "Shut it off!"
"Oh." Pan Peter was startled, turned off the flashlight instantly, and shrank quietly in place, not daring to move.
Gu Meng could see it clearly, and said helplessly to Peter Pan: "It's not for you to keep the flashlight as a decoration. How can you use it if you turn it off? Don't shine it in his eyes."
"Oh." Peter Pan suddenly came to his senses, and turned on the switch again, carefully not to catch Enjin this time.
"Just four?" Enjin asked after looking around at the flashlights in their hands.
"There are only four." Bo Ye said, "Why don't you share one with me? Brother Bo Ye is protecting you."
Enjin was silent.
The rejection was obvious.
"I'll take him." Gu Meng said at this moment, "Let's go first, and search around the first floor before we talk."
This time, Enjin stood up straight and walked towards Gu Meng.
Because En Jin was beside Gu Meng, Peter Pan consciously moved away from Gu Meng and went to the front.
He fears.
He was afraid of being crushed to death by the boss's low pressure.
Bo Ye and Tang Zhi held hands and opened the way ahead.
Two bright yellow light beams refracted cold light on the gray marble floor.
Peter Pan walked in the middle, followed by Gu Meng and Enjin.
Surrounded by four reliable men, the young boy felt a lot more relaxed and felt a little more secure.
"Quiet かだ." Tang Zhi said to himself in front of him, "Prison | Imprisonment | Room に は This should に Prisoner がいるか."
In the claustrophobic space, the sudden string of Japanese words is comparable to the sound effect of a horror movie.
Everyone got a hair on their backs.
Bo Ye squeezed Tang Zhi's palm, coughed lightly, and said, "After all, it's late at night, everyone should be sleeping."
"Candi." Peter Pan asked cautiously, "What did you just click?"
Tang Zhi looked forward and said, "It's quiet, I can't feel the existence of human beings."
Peter Pan took a closer look.
It really is.
Even if the elders imprisoned here are asleep, there must be a few snoring, right
But walking in the narrow corridor, there was no sound at all.
It was unnaturally quiet.
Holding the lamp, Gu Meng scanned the numbers on the cell doors on both sides.
He observed for a while and said, "The room numbers here are not consecutive."
The one that just passed was "117", and the one in front was "35". There is no law or order at all.
Others have observed several, and indeed it is.
Bo Ye said: "What do the numbers represent?"
Enjin squinted her eyes in sleepiness, not sure, but said with 90% certainty: "The serial number of the serious criminal."
Hearing this, everyone thought it was possible.
"07." Gu Meng suddenly thought of something, and reminded the person in front, "The key point is to find out if there is a room with 07 written on it."
Hearing what he said, Peter Pan also recalled the files he found last night, and there was a prisoner numbered 07 that needed to be paid attention to.
"clear!"
Once the things were connected together, the young boy suddenly found a trace of fun in chasing clues, and he also lost the nervousness of being so suspicious.
The building where the felons were held looked ordinary from the outside, but it was never expected to be so dark inside.
Peter Pan searched door after door, very earnestly.
When he saw the number on a door, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he moved forward to touch the house number.
Take a closer look at the results.
"007".
"Brother, does it have to be exactly 07? Is it okay to have one more or one less?" Peter Pan asked.
Gu Meng was behind him, five or six doors away, also looking at the house number.
He said without turning his head: "The number is equivalent to the identity of the prisoner in the prison, and there will be no such error as one more or one less."
Peter Pan turned around and leaned his back against the cell door.
He looked to the right, the end of the corridor was not far away, and there was a turn after that.
"How deep is it here?" Pan Peter said to himself.
Because he was distracted, he didn't notice that the square on the door behind him moved, and then quietly pulled it aside.
Where the light couldn't reach, a pale hand protruded from the darkness.
Pan Peter felt a cold breath brushing over his cheeks.
I didn't care, I scratched my face, ready to continue looking forward.
Gu Meng asked from behind: "Did you find it?"
"Maybe it's not on this floor." Bo Ye's voice came from a distance, with some echoes in the empty corridor.
Peter Pan stood upright.
He was about to take a step when a cold hand suddenly covered his eyes from behind, strangling back like a bundle of iron chains.
Peter Pan was caught off guard, and the back of his head hit the door panel.
Bo Ye and Tang Zhi were about to turn a corner at the end of the corridor when Peter Pan screamed like a pig being killed from behind—
"Brother!!! Help, brother—"
Almost at the same time, the entire floor burst into laughter from all directions.
It seems that there are a thousand mouths laughing at the same time, yin and yang, madness, madness, filling the entire aisle through the door.
The previous silence seemed to be just a prank, and everything behind the door was waiting for this moment of eruption.
Turning a good prison into a purgatory.
Peter Pan was still screaming and struggling.
Bo Ye and Tang Zhi were caught off guard by this.
Those haphazard laughter made people's headaches, and it was even more frightening to hear.
Enjin stood between the aisles, glanced left and right, and narrowed her eyes carefully.
"Who the hell dares to laugh again," said in a soft voice, "I'll kick the door if I laugh any more."
“……………”
As soon as Enjin finished speaking, all the voices stopped in an instant.
There was a clearing effect in the corridor.
"..." Bo Ye and Tang Zhi were also dumbfounded.
Although Gu Meng was surprised, she took Pan Peter into consideration and took advantage of the gap to quickly save him from that hand.
"hey-hey."
In the corner, there was a short hey laugh suddenly.
As if someone couldn't control himself, he immediately covered his mouth.
Enjin moved her ears and looked to the back side.
Gu Meng blinked, and just about to ask "what are you going to do", Enjin walked towards a certain cell in full view of everyone.
Enjin walked with the wind, swiped the card to unlock the door, and kicked the door directly to enter.
Bo and his wife: "..."
Peter Pan hugged Gu Meng tightly: "..."
Not half a moment later, a strange scream came from the room: "Don't dare, don't dare! Don't dare to laugh anymore! Stop! Dead!"
"..."
Everyone is drunk.