Chapter 115 Spiritual Prison (25)

NO.15 froze for a moment.

Previously, the 24th had always been gentle with her, but she couldn't react to being so fierce all of a sudden.

An Xu raised his eyebrows.

It seems that No. 15 did something that made No. 24 unhappy.

"You, why are you so fierce to me!"

NO.15 angrily questioned No. 24.

"I said, fuck off. Don't make me say it a second time."

No. 24 was condescending, and his face darkened.

This was also the first time An Xu saw her get angry.

Pretty scary.

NO.15 was frightened by the appearance of No. 24, and ran away in a hurry.

Seeing the running figure of NO.15, No. 24 turned around and continued to smile to An Xu:

"Come on, let's eat."

"..."

Did you learn Sichuan opera to change faces?

"What is NO.15 doing?"

A little curious, I asked No. 24.

"I don't like stupid people."

Number 24 just said this.

All right, as long as you're happy.

Because some of the female prisoners went to knock coals, there were very few people in the cafeteria.

Anxu finally realized what it means to have lunch freedom.

The aunt in this cafeteria gave less than before!

After eating, he was organized to take a nap. An Xu took a quick shower and fell asleep smoothly.

Knocking on that lump of coal today caused a fight.

But she was exhausted.

NO.15 next door kept thinking about it.

"Hate number 24, hate number 24."

An Xu was so noisy that he knocked on the wall:
"To shut up."

No. 15 on the opposite side suddenly held back and muttered:
"I hate number 38 too."

An Xu rolled his eyes, and finally fell asleep with peace of mind.

Too lazy to care about NO.15.

For mental illness, she generally chooses to ignore it.

After waking up, An Xu and No. 24 went to the wind farm to discuss the unfinished issues of today.

"What do you mean by what you want to ask today?"

No. 24 lowered his head and asked.

"There are always newcomers coming to this prison, right? But why are there only so few prisoners?"

Hearing this question, No. 24 was taken aback.

"I didn't realize this problem, as if it was deliberately hidden."

"You are the boss of the female prisoners. Logically speaking, you recognize most of them. Can you remember who is missing?"

No. 24 frowned and shook his head.

Her memory is supposed to be photographic.

But she actually remembered some of the prisoners she was familiar with.

"I don't remember which people were taken."

Touching his chin, he seemed to be very distressed.

An Xu felt that, apart from the players, these prison aborigines were restricted.

Although newcomers come all the time, prisoners who are not remembered by others will disappear secretly.

He raised his head and asked No. 24:

"Where do you think these people will go?"

Number 24 shook her head, she didn't know either.

Since they couldn't discuss it, the two began to discuss how to leave.

"If we want to get out, we must first go over the men's dormitory."

An Xu said to No. 24 first.

"Well, then you have to go to the men's bedroom."

"And it can't be done when the male prisoners are all there, it has to be when the police force is weakest. The best time is during the night when the wind is released."

"We have also investigated the police force, but there are only more than 20 prison guards. At night, there are only five prison guards on the female prisoner's side, and they can't control the chaos at all.

But the power grid at the gate is a problem. If we don't solve it first, even if we go over the men's dormitory, there is no way. "

On the 24th, he finished speaking in one breath.

An Xu: "..."

You've said all I said.

 No. 24 doesn't like Anxu, don't use the thinking of normal people to guess the thinking of mental illness
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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