Crossed into the infinite stream of novels and became the villain

Chapter 103 Spiritual Prison (13)

The next day, I still got up early to clean up the room.

NO.15 is still very quiet.

Is she not there?
When the prison guard came to remind her, An Xu saw that it was the prison guard who pushed her the first day she came.

Cut, pull what pull.

Glancing from the corner of the eye, he seemed to have discovered something.

This prison guard also has scars on the back of his hand.

It was exactly the same as the prison guard she had seen before.

The prison guard seemed to notice that An Xu was staring at her hand, and warned:
"What are you looking at!"

An Xu turned his head immediately.

Why do they have scars on the back of their hands?

Even the scars are the same.

NO.15 left the room at this time, his face was swollen and looked like a steamed bun.

"So sleepy, I'm so sleepy."

He muttered about wanting to get angry in bed, but when he saw the baton in the prison guard's hand, he became honest again.

"Hey, I was sent to the infirmary yesterday, and I took the medicine prescribed by the psychiatrist. I was so sleepy."

Infirmary?
This is not the place to ask questions, An Xu did not respond.

"Oh, by the way, it seems that my illness is very serious and I need to take medicine to control it, but I really don't think I'm sick!"

No, you are indeed seriously ill, this prison is quite humane.

An Xu complained silently in his heart.

No. 24 just went downstairs and looked at An Xu happily.

"It's really fate."

Miss, it's just one building.

Being led by the prison guards, a female prisoner suddenly squatted on the ground and screamed on the road.

"Ah! I want to go out, I want to go out! Ah!!!"

The female prisoner howled and scratched her skin, leaving streaks of blood.

A prison guard next to her stepped forward and gave her a tranquilizer injection, and walked away with her.

An Xu took this moment to look at the prison guard's hand.

No scars.

Others didn't watch this episode, as if they were used to it.

"Being sick again, you see, that's called being sick. I've never been like this."

NO.15 was worried about being taken to the infirmary to take medicine.

"Where will you be caught?"

An Xu asked puzzled.

"Infirmary, the doctors there are better than the prison guards."

No. 24 seemed to think of something funny, and answered An Xu's question with a smile.

An Xu, who was thinking about whether to pretend to be sick and slip into the infirmary, suddenly lost his mind.

If this is discovered by those doctors, it is pretending to be sick.

Will she be unable to come out?

It's over, now besides the prison guards, there are also violent doctors.

This dungeon really made her one head and two big.

The breakfast in the cafeteria today is fried dough sticks and soy milk.

This dungeon is very powerful, the npcs are all lifelike, down to Auntie Dafan.

I just don't know who the boss is, so strong that he can create a prison that can accommodate hundreds of people.

The second-level evaluation standard has wronged him.

In An Xu's mind, this dungeon is basically equivalent to the third level of difficulty.

I glanced at the soy milk and fried dough sticks on the plate...

An Xu found Auntie Dafan, borrowed a kitchen knife, cut the fritters into pieces, and put them into bowls.

"No. 38, don't you think it's troublesome?"

NO.15 wrapped fried dough sticks in a plastic bag, ate and drank soy milk, and asked An Xu seriously.

An Xu shook his head in embarrassment, and ate the fritters with his chopsticks.

Take a bite of fried dough sticks, chew and swallow them, and then have a bite of soy milk.

In fact, she also likes to chew directly.

But she has to maintain her personality!
Really, in addition to maintaining the two-woman setting in the dungeon, the mental patient setting is maintained in the dungeon.

She's going to be a movie queen.

After eating this aggrieved breakfast, labor reform will begin again.

In fact, the work in the mental prison is not too heavy. After all, no matter how delicate the work is, I dare not hand it over to a group of psychopaths.

When I went upstairs, I happened to meet a male prisoner. The prison guard stopped the female prisoners and let the male prisoner go up first.

(End of this chapter)