shock! The domineering president is actually me

In the dark and damp prison, a few gray rats scurried around the corners.

The few figures leaning in the corner were so frightened that they screamed and ran away.

I don't know where this prison is built or how big it is. Everywhere you look there are cages of the same standard.

Only the palm-sized windows a few meters high occasionally let in a ray of sunlight.

The iron railings surrounding it were nearly two fingers thick, and no matter how strong an adult was, they couldn't open them.

There are dozens of children in ragged clothes and unkempt faces in every iron-railed cage. Only the occasional newly captured children will be a little cleaner.

Each of them was sallow, thin, and taciturn, as if they didn't have enough to eat.

And every day, different children are screaming and being dragged away by people wearing masks. Some of them will come back, and some of them are never seen again.

This is the scariest place Si Yehan, who is only eleven years old, has ever seen since he grew up.

At the same time, this is also the darkest event he has been exposed to for the first time.

……

"Okay, just put it in this cage! I just took one away a few days ago."

After saying that, a little girl wearing a brand new beautiful dress was rudely thrown in.

The two men wearing masks clapped their hands, locked the cell door, and left laughing.

The girl fell to the ground, staining her pink tutu and getting a lot of sticky black stains on her face.

She slowly got up from the ground, crying a little helplessly, arranging her hair while crying.

"Woooooo! I don't want to be here! I want to go home! Dad, mom, where are you? Woohoo!"

The girl stood up, looked at her stained skirt and cried even more vigorously.

"I don't want to wear this dirty skirt! Ooooh! I want to go home!"

In this prison, cries like this happen every day.

But by the end, the crying will gradually disappear.

Because no one will respond.

In this dark prison, no one will save them except the evil ghosts wearing masks.

"Can you stop crying? It's so noisy!"

Si Jinghan, who was standing next to the iron railing, was a little impatient and scolded with a frown.

The little girl was frightened by this scolding and cried even louder.

"Who are you? Why are you scolding me? My parents have never scolded me!"

Si Jinghan turned his head away in annoyance, too lazy to say any more.

This was the second day after he was imprisoned.

At first, when he was knocked unconscious and kidnapped on the cruise ship, he thought it was just terrorists trying to extort money from his family.

But it wasn't until he was blindfolded and thrown into this place that he realized that it didn't seem to be the case.

There are countless children like him here.

Some don't even know how long they have been detained.

Looking at it this way, the other party's purpose is obviously not to extort money.

Moreover, they would drag away more than a dozen children every day. Some would be returned unconscious the next day, while others were missing and did not know whether they were alive or dead.

But looking at how rudely and cruelly these guards treated the children, it was obvious that nothing good could come of it.

Now two days have passed, and his unreliable parents may not even know that he is missing!

If you want to escape, you still have to look at yourself.

I originally wanted to get some information by asking the other children who were imprisoned here, but all of them were taciturn, and their eyes were numb and they had no idea about his proposal to find a way to escape together.

The crying behind him continued, and the crying Si Jinghan was very upset and violent.

He knew nothing about this prison except what he had observed in the past two days.

This made him have no clue even if he wanted to escape.

Damn it!

Si Jinghan punched the railing in hatred.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!"

There was a sound of a gate being opened not far away, and someone came in pushing a cart.

Hearing this shout, the children who had been quiet and numb all started to move, crowded towards the railings and stretched out their hands.

"Don't squeeze me! This is where I stand first!"

"Ah! Why are you pushing me!"

For a time, the whole prison seemed to suddenly become lively and noisy.

After glaring fiercely again, Si Jinghan successfully used his own anger to create nearly half a meter of space around him.

No one dared to approach him.

Although it was the second day after he was imprisoned, he had already missed his meal when he was imprisoned on the first day, so he had not eaten anything until now and was already hungry.

So he couldn't help but look forward to eating.

However, when we talk about eating, in reality, we only have one steamed bun per person.

The man wearing the mask casually picked out a few steamed buns from the big bucket on the cart, and placed them one by one on the hands of those who were desperately stretching out the iron railings.

It seemed to get annoying at the back, so I just threw it inside.

As soon as the white steamed bun rolled on the damp and dirty ground, it was coated with a layer of dust and fine stones.

Even so, the children who were desperately crowding the railings turned around and pounced on the steamed buns like wolves, and some cells even started fighting and robbing them.

The person who threw the steamed buns laughed loudly when he saw this scene. While laughing, he also talked to the person standing on the cart in front of him.

"Look at them, do they look like dogs? Hahahaha!"

"Similar! Very similar, even more similar than you!"

The little figure standing on the cart was busy distributing steamed buns and answered nonchalantly.

The man wearing the mask got angry, "Little brat, what did you say?!"

The figure raised its head, revealing a small gray face, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a girl.

She blinked her watery eyes and spoke innocently.

"I didn't say anything! I just said they look more like dogs!"

The man wearing the mask was stunned when he heard this, and then he was a little confused, "Did I hear it wrong?"

The little girl nodded seriously, "Definitely."

Having said this, the person wearing the mask no longer had any more suspicions.

After all, the whole prison is extremely noisy now, so it is inevitable to mishear.

The steamed buns were gradually distributed to the cells at the back, although the people wearing masks were throwing them in impatiently and cursing.

But the little girl still tried her best to distribute it to everyone.

Even though her hands were even scratched by someone grabbing them, she didn't say anything.

Until I came to a cell, I found that in such a frenzied robbery situation, no one dared to stand next to someone. They would rather be crowded with others on the other side than come here.

She couldn't help but speak in surprise.

"How did you do this?"

"..."

Si Jinghan did not speak, but glanced at her with a sinister look, then looked at the person wearing the mask.

"Why can she be outside?"

This was the first time in the two days he had been here that he saw a child who could be outside and even help the masked man with things.

The man wearing the mask casually threw the buns in, glanced at him and sneered.

"It's none of your business! So many questions! Just stay in there!"

"..."

The little girl smiled and said, "You are stupid, can't you ask me?"

Si Jinghan looked at her and snorted coldly.

His pride made it difficult for him to ask this kid who looked like he was his own age.

Seeing that the other party ignored her, the little girl was not annoyed. She picked out a clean steamed bun from the bucket and handed it to him, "Take this, your meal for today."

Si Jinghan pursed his lips and looked at the steamed buns handed over by the girl.

On the white steamed buns, there are a few dirty fingers.

Looking up again, the girl's face was so gray that her appearance was unrecognizable, but her watery and beautiful eyes were full of smiles.

She raised her lips and smiled, her tone as relaxed as if she was on an outing.

"hurry up!"

After a long silence, Si Jinghan finally reached out his hand and took it silently.

"That's right!" The girl smiled brightly and then blinked.

"By the way, handsome boy, what's your name? Let's get to know each other?"

Si Jinghan glanced at her and was a little reluctant to answer.

"Si Jinghan."

"Si Jinghan..." The girl nodded thoughtfully.

The cart moved slowly again, pushing to the next cell.

As if by mistake, Si Jinghan blurted out.

"What about you?"

"I?"

The girl raised her head when she heard this, and after a brief daze, she raised her lips and smiled again.

This smile was so bright that it was almost ridiculous, like the first real ray of sunshine that Si Jinghan saw in this dark prison.

He couldn't help being a little stunned, holding the piece of steamed bun that was already a little cold in his hand.

The cart had missed by several meters.

The girl's brisk voice rang in her ears.

"Qin Xian!"

"My name is Qin Xian!"

Si Jinghan came to his senses in a daze.

Looking down at the steamed bun in his hand, there were still a few dirty finger prints on it.

Qin Xian...is that right...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you doing! That's mine, why do you want to take it away from me!"

A familiar cry came from behind again.

Si Jinghan looked at it in annoyance.

The little girl who was thrown in earlier was already unkempt and dirty, and her hands looked injured.

She stood there helplessly wiping away tears and crying, looking at the children in front of her who had already grabbed the steamed buns and squatted down by the wall to eat them crazily.

When the steamed buns were just being distributed, the child on the cart also distributed one to her.

Life in this prison is not easy. The only food for the day is this steamed bun. If he is robbed, he will spend the whole day hungry.

And those who are small and thin and cannot get the steamed buns will even starve to death in the corner in the end. Only when their bodies become smelly and are eaten by rats will they be discovered by the guards and taken away.

The girl cried helplessly. She didn't understand why she was brought to a place like this when she was just angry and deliberately left her parents for a while.

This place is dirty and smelly, and there are no delicious little cakes...

Woohoo...she wants to go back...

very hungry……

"Hey! Here you go, stop crying!"

A relatively clean hand stretched out, holding half a clean bun.

The girl stopped crying slightly, looked up with some sobbing, and found that it was the brother who had scolded her before.

He couldn't help but asked cautiously with some fear: "Is it... for me?"

Si Jinghan nodded impatiently, "Just don't cry anymore!"

The girl's eyes were filled with surprise, and she quickly reached out to take it and started chewing it.

She hadn't eaten all day and was so hungry.

However, the taste is cold and stiff in the mouth, and it is even too dry to swallow.

But she didn't spit it out, but swallowed it with difficulty.

Big teardrops flowed down hot and dripped on his hands.

She must work hard to persevere and go back alive to see her parents!

"You can't survive here with such kindness."

A cold voice came from the side.

Si Jinghan looked up and saw a boy who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old standing against the wall, holding two or three steamed buns in his hand with an expressionless face.

Even in such a dirty environment, you can still see that his skin is unusually fair.

There were several teenagers of the same age surrounding him, and each of them had at least two steamed buns in their hands.

Si Jinghan looked to the other side of the cell and saw that there were indeed many thin children squatting in the corner who had no steamed buns and were fainting from hunger.

The voice immediately turned cold.

"Can you live for a long time like this?"

Hearing this, the fair-skinned young man paused, raised his head to look at Si Jinghan, and sneered a bit.

"At least, live a better life than you."

"..."

Si Jinghan was silent.

Someone looked at the movement and slowly walked out from the corner. He was very thin and stretched out his hand to tug Si Jinghan's sleeve.

Looking back, he saw the other person's face pleading.

"Can you share some of the steamed buns with me? Please, my sister is dying and will starve to death soon!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a place. Si Jinghan looked down and saw a seven or eight-year-old girl lying on a pile of rags in the corner. She looked like she was dying.

He hesitated and glanced at the remaining half of the bun with dirty finger prints in his hand.

Immediately under the shocked gaze of the man, he silently stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing it.

On the premise of saving others, you still have to ensure that you don't die first.

The man's originally pleading expression turned into a sinister expression after a moment of shock, his eyes were sinister, and he said angrily: "Just wait for me!"

After saying that, he sat back in the corner again, and the little girl who was lying on the ground dying also sat up at this time, looking here with cold eyes.

There was no sign of death at all.

"Their brother and sister are well-known liars in this cell. They specialize in deceiving those who have just come in, have the ability to get the steamed buns, and happen to have a kind heart."

The boy by the wall sneered.

"But fortunately, you are not that stupid, you can still see it."

"..."

Si Jinghan was silent.

Can he say that he actually didn't see it?

"Thank you...thank you, brother."

The little girl finished eating half of the steamed bun and thanked Si Jinghan with some sobs.

Although the situation was already very bad and her appearance was in disarray, she still maintained a politeness that did not belong here and spoke shyly.

"I...my name is Guren."

"In the future, I will return the half of the steamed bun to you."