Day of Imprisonment

Liu Baosheng was actually only in his thirties, but years of toil and heavy life pressure made him look much older than his peers.

Besides his dark and rough skin, there were also quite a few white hairs on his head.

He remembered his mother holding his head before she died and saying: "People, when they are born, are all fair and chubby, all the same, but you, ah, you look much older. People's lives are different. Your father died early, and your mother is incompetent. When you were in school, your mother was useless and fell ill, burdening you. This family, including me, your younger brother and sister, all rely on you."

"My child, you have suffered!"

Liu Baosheng wanted to tell the old lady that he wasn't tired or suffering.

As long as the family was happy, healthy, had food to eat, a place to live, and his younger brother and sister could go to school, he felt that life had a purpose.

But later, his mother's condition worsened. She was taken to the hospital for examination, and they said it was some kind of cancer. It could be treated, but it would cost money, a lot of money!

At first, they hid it from the old lady, but later she heard the truth from some gossiping bastard. The day before yesterday, she sewed clothes for the whole family, made shoe soles, boiled eggs, and secretly crawled out in the middle of the night, plunged into the canal, and drowned herself alive.

In fact, the canal water could only reach her knees, but the water was very cold, icy cold.

Liu Baosheng's cries shook the heavens.

But he knew that the burden was gone.

Many years later, he went to the city to work. One day, he was drunk and knelt on the ground, crying and kowtowing, saying, "Mom, I saw you go out that night, but I didn't stop you. Don't blame me."

This was a secret in his heart, a scar that emitted a foul odor, oozed pus and blood, and could never heal. It was okay if you didn't touch it, but as soon as you touched it, it was a piercing pain.

And how could a person have only one secret?

The line between good and evil is very blurred. He was docked more than half a year's wages while working, and his younger brother and sister couldn't afford tuition. Sometimes he only ate one meal a day, but the foreman drove a car, lived in a foreign house, and the little girls in his car last month and this month were not the same.

That perfume smell, it was choking!

Why?

Liu Baosheng was not convinced, and his already twisted psychology added a bit of戾气 (戾气: fierce spirit, evil influence) at this moment.

Often, it only takes an opportunity, like throwing a burning cigarette butt into a warehouse full of dry grass and gasoline.

Boom!

A complete explosion!

On a rainy night, long-standing hatred and repression, flavored with alcohol, turned into a rage that had to be vented, and five bloody lives were lost under a knife.

This was Liu Baosheng's first time killing someone.

Of course, these were just his memories, unspeakable memories. Later, he discovered the Day of Confinement and became a Memory Retriever. He seemed to have returned to his original honesty, but the starving wolf deep in his heart, who had already tasted blood and flesh, could no longer continue to sleep.

At most, he was pretending to sleep.

Commonly known as feigned sleep!

Liu Baosheng didn't understand many words, but he remembered this one. At that time, he hadn't dropped out of school, and he remembered the last text he learned in school was Pu Songling's "The Wolf."

一狼假寐 (yī láng jiǎ mèi - One wolf feigned sleep).

He felt like he was that feigned-sleeping wolf.

A disguised ferocity, willing to kill teammates for a card. Of course, he knew very well that directly killing the opponent would not allow him to obtain the opponent's card ring and cards, so he would choose the opportunity to strike, using his honesty and straightforwardness as a disguise, and find an opportunity to cut off the opponent's fingers and torture them to death.

In this way, the other party would become a person who lost their memory.

He had done many similar things and had forgotten how many people he had killed.

But just now, after he entered that voting room, all his past and all his secrets were played in a loop on several screens in the room like a movie.

At that moment, he panicked, like a person who had suddenly been stripped naked.

Behind the table opposite him was an expressionless administrator with a long horse face.

Liu Baosheng felt that this guy might be the Ox-Head and Horse-Face in the underworld that the old people talked about.

The other party didn't say a word, but Liu Baosheng could only vote 'Agree'.

Because he knew very well that only if he was obedient, compliant, and met the Horse-Face's requirements could his secrets be kept.

However, from that moment on, Liu Baosheng's mind was full of thoughts about how to kill this Horse-Face, or kill the others.

Just before leaving, the Horse-Face's voice sounded: "When you go out later, you can't speak, and you can't imply the voting results, otherwise, I will execute you on the spot!"

"There must be a problem behind that door." Affinity was very sure of this.

His reasoning was very simple.

Ordinary voting doesn't need to be so complicated at all, and if it's so complicated, it means it's not ordinary voting at all.

"That day laborer didn't say a word, but I can be sure that he compromised. Although I don't know what method the administrator inside used, he did compromise."

"Wait a minute, then it goes back to the previous question. Since as long as one person agrees, the voting results of the others will not affect the result, then why continue the voting process? Isn't this a waste of time?" Mature Woman frowned.

"Unless this voting process is very important, or the other party must use this matter to achieve some purpose." Affinity turned to look at Luo Xi.

The latter was eating something at the table over there.

"Is he very hungry? Why is he always eating?" the strong man asked the person next to him.

"Who knows? Why don't you go ask him?" The tense man smiled.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm a little afraid of him," the strong man said frankly.

Little did he know that this sentence had become a consensus in the hearts of everyone present.

Mr. 'Bandit' is strong, strange, and terrifying at the same time.

Don't provoke him if you don't have to.

"Perhaps it's because of the influence of some kind of card. I remember, there's a card called [Hungry Ghost], the effect of which is to greatly improve various physical indicators, strength, reaction, resistance to blows, and even weaken pain, but the price is mental confusion and a constant feeling of hunger."

"That must not be the case. Mr. Bandit is very smart."

The sound of the door opening rang out.

Everyone immediately looked over and saw Hook Nose, whose real name was Liu Furong, walk out of the room. Although he didn't look as lost as the zero-job man before, his expression was gloomy, and the same thing was that he didn't speak.

"Next!" The administrator's voice came out.

Affinity stood up, looking at Hook Nose's hand as he walked, but the other party didn't make a 'scissors, paper, rock' gesture.

In fact, he deliberately put his hands in his pockets.

"What does this mean? Didn't we agree before we went in?" Affinity was stunned. He looked at Hook Nose's eyes, trying to read something from the other party's eyes, but Hook Nose sat down on the chair and closed his eyes.

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Good fellow, he's not giving any chance at all.

But for people like Affinity, this can still be interpreted as something.

"That is to say, the rules of voting do not allow explicit or even implicit indication of the voting results to others, and the administrator can monitor all the details, even pre-arranged gestures... Interesting, then I'll see what's inside."

Affinity walked into the room.

He was the third to enter the vote.

After entering the door, the door will automatically close. In front of you is a corridor about seven or eight meters long. The strange thing is that the corridor is full of mirrors up, down, left, and right. The light in the room is dim, so the shadows in the mirror are also slightly blurred and gloomy.

And in front, there are several display screens.

The administrator sat behind a table further back, without saying a word.

There are pictures on the display screen at the moment, and Affinity was stunned after just one glance.

For a long time.

The vote is over.

"When you go out later, you can't speak, and you can't imply the voting results, otherwise, I will execute you on the spot!"

"I know!"

Affinity tried to control his expression and pushed the door out.

He naturally felt the gazes cast by the people around him. Among them, the mature woman's eyes were nakedly inquiring.

But he didn't meet her gaze.

"No wonder the two of them came out with that kind of reaction before. What kind of power is this? It can actually peek into my memories and secrets in my heart... Damn it, I understand, I've been fooled by this horse face. This vote itself is a game, no, no, in fact, from the moment I entered this plot reasoning hall, the game has already begun. The so-called first round and second round are just names. In essence, as long as you don't leave here, the game will always exist, and it won't end. But isn't this kind of thing that peeks into memories and secrets against the rules?"

Affinity had too many questions.

But he couldn't speak, because his current situation was similar to that of a 'mute'.

The 'can't speak' rule was regarded as a taboo. If violated, he would be executed.

This was no joke. That horse face had a gun in his hand, and as an administrator, his physique had also been strengthened, at least Elite B level.

"Bastard... However, I really want to know what kind of response the bandit would have? Perhaps, he can't do anything either, because that voting room itself is a set trap, and it must be entered, and the result will be peeking into memories and secrets deep in the heart..."

Affinity sat next to Hook Nose, who raised his head slightly. The two looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

So they lowered their heads together, not saying a word, and even stopped eye contact.

The mature woman over there stood up and walked towards the voting door. At this time, her heart was full of curiosity, and of course, she was also prepared to deal with emergencies.

Open the door, close the door.

Wait.

A few minutes later, the mature woman walked out with a pale face, silently walked to Affinity and Hook Nose and sat down, like an old monk in meditation, eyes watching nose, nose watching mouth, mouth watching heart.

Next, the scene was a bit quiet. Luo Xi sat there alone eating, seemingly not caring about the voting results, and also not planning to go in to vote now.

The remaining three people, the strong man, the tense man, and the taciturn man, looked at each other.

The taciturn man stood up first: "I'll go, it's only a matter of time."

So a few minutes later, there was another silent person in that seat. However, the taciturn man was very skilled in playing the role of a mute, and it was a return to his old profession.

After that, the strong man and the tense man also entered separately, and after coming out, they sat down with mournful faces.

This time, everyone looked at Luo Xi, the only one who hadn't gone in to vote yet.

And over there, Luo Xi, who had finished eating the nuts in the small dish, also clapped his hands, stood up, walked over, opened the door, and closed the door.