"Why are you sleeping here?"
At night, I was lying in the room on the fifth floor and heard the voice of the small landlord. At that time, like everyone else, I lived in a "public housing".
Public housing is just a place with a few bricks and a large piece of wood covered with various sheets. It is not as good as the Datong bunkhouse in the prison. Here, there is no toilet in the house. If you want to use the toilet, you have to apply. There is an electric fan at the door. If anyone finishes using the toilet, all the smell from the toilet will be poured into the house. It is disgusting.
However, in this kind of environment, you can only live in it if you open an order and have performance.
The reason why I can live here is because the small landowner took advantage of them after opening two orders.
Just like that, the little landowner woke me up late at night.
I lay in the room and looked towards the door. The little landowner kept waving his hands and shouting: "Come, come stay with me in the big bed room."
A Yong's smile standing next to the little landowner made me a little sick. It was obvious that both of them were drunk, but the little landowner was still a little sober.
I got up and walked out. When I got outside, I felt that even though I was being blown by the fan, I was covered in sweat.
"Fuck, why are your hands so sticky?"
As soon as the little landowner touched my arm, he rubbed it on his own clothes in disgust.
After the two of us were sent to the floor of the big bed room by Brother Yong, as soon as the door was closed, the little landowner squatted down along the door. He was so frightened that he kept patting his chest and cursing: "Holy shit, this guy Ayong's eyes changed after he drank some wine. He almost scared me to death!"
I finally understood why the small landowner came to me.
"No, according to yesterday's rules, shouldn't you be 'Hi Bao' at this point?"
"Do I dare?!"
The little landowner stared: "A Yong is so virtuous even if he drinks some wine. If I get a needle, where will I run?"
I asked curiously: "Who is this A Yong?"
The small landowner started talking.
Ayong is a distant relative of the owner of the park. No one knows how far away he is. However, when the owner came here before, he called him uncle.
Ah Da has nothing to do with anyone. He used to be the boss's bodyguard, but later the boss came to Southeast Asia after the scandal broke out in China and became a director here.
And this is the first time I heard that there is a position above the director called supervisor.
The supervisor of our park is the person who manages everything. She is responsible for the performance of the park, the management of the park, the discipline of the park, and even the increase or decrease of personnel in the park.
"Do you remember Aunt Fang?"
The little landowner saw me nodding and said, "Our supervisor and Aunt Fang are best friends."
I raised my eyebrows naturally, and the little landowner immediately said: "You are right, they are all for the boss."
I didn't think anything of it!
When the little landowner said this, he walked over from the door, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it to my mouth. After lighting it, he asked: "Brother, how are you thinking about running out?"
I turned my back and pointed at the surveillance camera on the ceiling.
The little landowner immediately shook his head and said, "It's okay. This thing is so old-fashioned. It can only record pictures without making any sound."
Then, he approached me and continued: "I recently discovered a way, but it has to go to the eighth floor."
I stared at him, and the little landowner timidly lowered his voice: "We have to jump from the eighth floor to the sixth floor opposite. When we went to the KTV yesterday, did you see the gap in the iron fence and see the people not far outside? Is there a pile of sand at the entrance of the construction site?”
"The next step is the most fatal thing. You have to jump from the sixth floor to the pile of sand."
The plan is real!
There is a connecting building next to Building 2, with a total of six floors. Building 2 does not have 7 floors, but only 8 floors, so the small landowner said that he wanted to go to the 8th floor.
I also saw that pile of sand yesterday. Judging from the distance, it would be safest to jump to the top of the connecting building in Building 2.
It's this little landowner who seems to be a bit timid and cares about his head but not his back.
"Go to sleep now and stop thinking about it."
I said so.
Because this plan simply cannot be completed!
Do you think you can jump out when you reach the eighth floor?
How to open the rebar that is welded shut in the window?
Do you think jumping over will be the end of it? What if the sentry fires?
Even if you catch up a little bit, the bullets will circle around you. What happens after you get out?
I only know that this place is called Menneng. Do you know what is everywhere in the southeast, northwest and northwest?
Who knows where to run?
Should we go straight up the mountain and into the woods, or should we go to the police station? !
"Why the hell should you sleep!"
"If you are willing to sleep, I will call you a girl later. Anyway, today's lift didn't cost much."
This kid seemed to be on the verge of becoming a demon, but I only asked him: "How will you survive after you get out?"
Don’t you know you don’t have any money in your hand?
Is there anything else to say?
Without money, running out is like competing for speed with two legs and the wheels of a wheel, or competing for endurance with an empty stomach and a fat pursuer. What else is there to compare with? Death is certain!
The little landowner acted as if he didn't understand what I said: "I don't care, I'm going to run anyway." After saying that, he turned to look at me: "If you dare to kill me, as long as I can survive, I will do it." Kill you."
This is a child.
I can't hide anything in my heart.
He didn't even think about the consequences if someone refused, so he just said what was in his heart.
"What happened to you?"
I noticed something was wrong with the little landowner's mood. I thought he was causing trouble because he didn't go to the nightclub to get acupuncture, but now it doesn't look like it.
The little landowner slowly slid down from the bed to the edge of the bed, changed from squatting down to sitting on the ground, and said in the smoothest voice that was almost astonishing: "I want to go back and visit my mother's grave."
His mother is dead.
It doesn't matter whether you are pissed off or anxious to death.
But the little landowner can still remember what his mother yelled on the phone when the supervisor of another park stabbed him with a bamboo stick in response to the mobile phone video: "I'll give you the money! Even if I sell the bones and scum, I'll collect the money for you!" Yes! How did you shout it?
The little landowner squatted on the ground biting the back of his hand and shaking without making any sound. I watched blood flowing down his wrist.
He finally raised his head after a while and said, "My mother's birthday is next month."
After hearing these words, I felt a sigh of relief in my chest.
The small landowner must be looking at his mother's death, and in a place like this, it is impossible for him to call home. The only way is through video when someone is beating him...
It can only be done through video.
early morning.
When we walked out of the big bed room, we entered the work area as before, and this time, sitting there was Ayong.
Ayong saw the two of us coming and saw the injury on the little landowner's wrist. He smiled in a playful way, walked up to me and whispered: "Okay, the two of you played hard yesterday, didn't you? "
