live in jail [interstellar]

"Ah, I see, someone must be jealous of my beauty, so send this kind of thing to humiliate me!"

Qiao Mobai's smile remained unchanged, he bent down and picked up the little skirt in the box again, shook it off and unfolded it in front of him, stroking the soft and smooth fabric above, muttering incessantly, "I don't know if it's genuine or imitation." , The fabric is so good, it looks like it can be sold for one or two thousand."

He needs money very much now, and the travel agency will definitely fire him. After he gets out of prison, he still has to rely on his last savings to find a new job.

Any unexpected income now is a guarantee for not living on the streets in the future.

Wen Jiuhuai stood beside him, and was not affected by his muttering: "No one in the prison will buy this thing."

"That's not necessarily the case! I'll keep it first."

Qiao Mobai held the skirt in one hand and the gift box in the other. He took out his pencil, carefully drew the shape of this beautiful little skirt on the outside of the paper box, and then wrote his own name on the other side of the paper box. Name and selling price.

He ran out of the glass door with the small box in his hand, and placed the box under a flower bed on the path leading to the dining hall.

People who come and go in this way can see the cardboard box under the tree. As long as someone is interested in this skirt, they can go to Room [-] to buy it from him at any time.

The person who managed everything stood under the tree with his hips akimbo, only to feel that not only did he not suffer from mental illness after being locked up for a long time, but his brain became better and better.

"Georgian."

Zeng Dong led four robots over from the trail and called his name.

The man with his hips on the spot raised his chin and looked at him from head to toe; "Why, give up, I won't sell you this little skirt."

"I don't want that thing, you come with me." Zeng Dong glanced at the box on the ground, not interested in that kind of ghost-drawing-like things at all, and raised his hand to signal the robot to tie him up and take him away.

"Tie me again! I don't agree! Prisoners also have human rights, I want to go by myself!"

Qiao Mobai folded his hands on his chest, vowing to die that he didn't want to be tied up like a wild boar and dragged away again.

Zeng Dong: "...Okay!"

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Half an hour later, check the room,

The silent back and the heartbroken expression made the researchers who were about to check again raised their hands, feeling troubled by the scene at this moment.

"Your behavior just now has hurt my fragile heart, and now you are asking to do it again! Prisoners also need human rights, and I have an exchange."

Qiao Mobai tried his best to shrink his body into a ball, his eyes were full of alertness, these guys who did strange inspections just let him out generously.

Only half an hour later, he caught himself back again, no matter how he looked at it, it was not a good thing.

For his own sake, he didn't want to lie on that examination bed so honestly before they explained it clearly.

Zeng Dong stood at the door with his arms folded, and nodded secretly when he heard his condition, "Tell me, what condition do you have."

"I want someone to accompany me."

Afraid that he would repent, Qiao Mobai pointed to the land under his feet: "There is no need for that man to do anything, you just have to let him stand in your position and look at me. In fact, I am very timid. Sick of blood, I'm afraid that I'll faint and no one will carry me back, so call someone over for me."

"Lie down, and I will have four people carry you back later." Zeng Dong was originally wary of his strange request, but now that he heard it was so simple, he agreed without thinking.

"No, none of your robots are humane. I like humane ones. You call Xia Gan from Prison No. [-]. I want him."

After specifying the name, Qiao Mobai continued to maintain a posture of resistance in a group, blinking his black eyes and waiting for Zeng Dong's answer.

Behind him, among the seven researchers with his back turned, a young man with an obviously delicate face was tired of this endless waiting. After passing the test strip to his colleague, he raised his silent steps to catch the resisting figure. Forcibly check his body.

Qiao Mobai shrank his body, and caught a glimpse of the figure rushing towards him from the corner of his eye, the sharp and thin branches in his sleeves were quickly pulled out, and the shrunken body stretched out, pointing the thin end at his own artery; "Do you move again?" Give it a try!"

The slender evergreen branch with barbs was grasped by the palm of that hand so hard that it turned white. The tip had already pierced into the skin, and traces of bright red blood flowed down the neck.

There was a trace of stubbornness and sarcasm on the pale face; "You guys say, how about killing a prisoner on such a good day?"

The researcher stood only fifty centimeters away from him, and his palm was less than half a foot away from his shoulder. At this moment, everyone was staring at the spike on his neck.The atmosphere became awkward for a while.

'Go, bring Xia Gan here. '

Zeng Dong ordered that the robot guarding outside would quickly bring Xia Gan from Prison No. [-] here.

At the door of the examination room, a fat orange figure swayed in from the door, and then the familiar, thin figure also stepped into the room.

The mobile phone that had been placed under the bed for a long time faithfully recorded this scene.

"Every time the anchor shoots casually, I worry that he won't survive tomorrow."

"The anchor who stabbed himself to death will never know that these people really just asked you to come for an inspection."

"By the way, why did the host call Xia Gan over?"

"Same question, I don't understand this wave of snakeskin operations."

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't understand this wave of operations, neither could Zeng Dong, nor could Xia Gan, who was called out from No. [-] Prison.

The orange cat jumped onto the examination bed with ease, squatted beside Qiao Mobai's legs, raised its head and looked curiously at the human being that it hadn't seen for several days with its round eyes: "Meow?"