Captain Ghost

When Fu Shannon left this palace-like cell, he staggered with a heavy heart.From the east area to the west area, passing countless pigeon cage-like cells on the way, those people said all kinds of obscenities to him through the steel fence, some even took off their pants, watched him, and rubbed their hands quickly- -body, and finally spray--thin out.Fu Shannon ran forward as if fleeing, the corridor echoed his panting and fear, his ears were full of all kinds of obscenity from those people, he was afraid that these words would come true.

When he first came in, he didn't feel scared, just suffocated because he was not free.But now he felt that every cubic centimeter of air could crush him to death.

The gravitational pull of reality was really hard to break free, so he decided to ask his father for help.

Fu Jiayi came to visit the prison and told his youngest son that his sentence had been shortened to five years.

His youngest son was not very happy, on the contrary he hesitated to speak.He straightened his body, covered the camera, and pushed the note to his father.

When Fu Jiayi got the note, his expression changed unpredictably.

"Father, help me." Fu Shannon looked eager, "I'm so scared."

The prison visit time was very short, and the countdown soon came to an end, and everything returned to zero.The two walked with their backs, Fu Shannon kept looking back at his father, and found that his father did not look back this time.His footsteps were heavy, as if [-]kg iron balls were tied to his left and right ankles, and he couldn't lift them no matter what.

Fu Jiayi rolled the note into a ball, every word on it was a mockery of what he had done in his life, and made him slap himself in the face.

His son's sentence was shortened from 15 years to five years. He tried everything he could to win it. He threatened, threatened, and did everything he hated. Losing everything, getting demoted, and losing the chance to be promoted to Chief Superintendent forever, these are not the scariest things, what is terrible is the endless compromise, standing on the opposite side of what I once hated.

As a person who climbed up from the bottom, Fu Jiayi has the cunning of a fox and the ferocity of a lion. He has mastered all survival skills. In his 60 years of life, he has worked hard to not go astray, get rid of the humiliation of his original family, and have today clean status.He once told himself that he should lead by example, so that his descendants would also be so decent, and gradually ascend to a higher class.He knows that it will take several generations to do it. He has such stamina. It is a relay race to surpass his own class. He thinks he has successfully run this baton. Fu Shannon has excellent grades and looks. With all the advantages and good personality, he is ready to send his son to the capital star, and then plan a layout and go up.

But now everything is ruined, and all the hard work and hard work are in vain.

Fu Jiayi was paralyzed in the chair. The time written on the note was five o'clock in the afternoon the next day after the visit time. The address was a warehouse in a shipyard in Qiangweixing. Fu Jiayi knew what was stored in it without looking at it, the arsenal.

At five o'clock tomorrow afternoon, he reached into his pocket, took out his pocket watch, opened the cover, and found that it was already six forty in the afternoon, which meant that he only had twenty hours to prepare from now on.

Carlos and his opponent never stopped fighting each other. Once Fu Jiayi went to destroy the general arsenal according to the address on this note, it meant that the balance of the police station would tilt to Carlos' side. Attracting the crazy counterattack of the dark forces, the original balance will be broken.At that time, more people will suffer, and the culprit is Fu Jiayi.

He felt a palpitation, his eyes gradually turned black, and his body couldn't exert any strength.He felt his body gradually fall to the ground, the sound of the fall was muffled, what caught his eyes was the setting sun outside the window, the fire clouds spread to the horizon, the sky and the earth were merged into the furnace, and this place became an endless hell with karmic fire burning.

Then he fell unconscious.

Fu Shannon returned to the cell and sat on the bed in a daze. His roommate approached silently and sat beside him.

"You look jumpy and heavy," the roommate asked. "What's going on?"

"Why are you so curious about everything?" Fu Shannon didn't want to tell him about it. He was full of guilt, but he really hoped that his father's choice would make his life easier. Bury your head in the sand like an ostrich, and never have to face the world again.

"I'm only curious about your affairs." The roommate said this. He reached out and grabbed the railing of the upper bunk, pulled it hard, let his feet hook the railing, and then flipped onto the upper bunk. Easy, without making a little noise.Fu Shannon didn't realize that he didn't know where he went. He stood up, looked around, and found that his roommate was already lying flat on the bed, almost flat with the bed board, and no ups and downs could be seen.

"How did you do it silently?" Fu Shannon asked him.

"If you make a sound, you may die, and you will also learn to be silent." Every time the roommate speaks, his words are not surprising.

Fu Shannon was silent.

"You call me master, and I'll teach you a unique skill," said the roommate.

"Why are you so nice to me?" Fu Shannon asked him seriously, holding the edge of the bed.

The roommate was originally lying in a corpse shape, but when he heard this and looked sideways at him, his eyes were always gray and he couldn't see any light, but he looked beautiful.At this moment, Fu Shannon looked closer and found that there was a reason for this feeling. The roommate’s eyes were silver-gray, and the pupils were not obvious. If you stared at his eyes, you would think he was blind, but Fu Shannon Shannon knew he wasn't.

"What do you think?" The roommate didn't answer directly, but asked him instead, "Why do you think it is why?"

Fu Shannon: "..." The corners of his mouth twitched. Young people are always full of energy. He thought of many answers, but when he recalled the humiliation he suffered from Carlos before, he couldn't continue his narcissism. He could only use a joke The tone said, "It can't be because I'm cute."

"Don't move." The roommate suddenly said without thinking.

Fu Shannon froze in place, not knowing what happened.

The roommate pecked him on the mouth with lightning speed, and then left at the speed of light, leaving no room for Fu Shannon to escape.

"Just think I'm drawing this." He said leisurely, with a smile on his voice.

"You—" Fu Shannon wiped the corners of his mouth viciously, and he was willing to give up until the area where he wiped was red and about to bleed. He knew that it was impossible to do anything in front of his roommate, because as long as the roommate wanted to, he couldn't reach the other's clothes I can only lie on the bed and kick towards the air, pretending to be my roommate, and wailing, "My first kiss, why was it taken away by you, an ordinary-looking guy?"

The roommate was lying on it, his eyes were curved, and there was a gleam of brilliance.If Fu Shannon saw this scene, he would probably be stunned, because at this moment, the eyes of his flat-looking roommate had the ability to take the soul away.

His eyes are very beautiful, so beautiful that this face does not deserve these eyes at all, as if they should have grown on someone else's face.

The roommate jumped off the bed, like a cat, unable to attract any movement, he patted Fu Shannon's quilt, and woke him up: "I will teach you a trick to burn jade and stone, so that others will not dare to touch you. "

Fu Shannon rubbed his eyes, the prison was freezing cold in the early morning, only a little morning light came in from the upper window, so that they would not be blind.

The roommate usually looks boneless, but he moves frighteningly fiercely, like an inconspicuous knife pulled out of its tattered scabbard, capable of cutting gold and cutting jade.Fu Shannon followed him seriously, feeling like the monkey in "Journey to the West", who was taught by the Bodhi ancestor in the middle of the night, and he was not allowed to tell the story of his master.

Two days later, Fu Shannon was grinding parts, and someone came and told him to follow.

Fu Shannon put a sharpened part in his arms calmly, and no one suspected it at all during the process. This trick was also taught by his roommate. His roommate is simply a robot cat, omnipotent.

Halfway through, the man who took him away was replaced by another man, and the shark looked at him with a half-smile.Fu Shannon was full of doubts, but he didn't say anything.Prison is a place where people grow up quickly. The innocent are no longer naive, the kind are no longer kind, and the soft heart puts on thick armor to meet sharp arrows and flowing fire from all directions.He learned to be wary of anyone who came near him, because those people's methods were dazzling and hard to guard against.

Carlos was still sitting in that chair, still stroking the cat.

It's just that this time the cat has changed from an old cat to a kitten, with tiger stripes and looks like a little tiger.It desperately burrowed into Carlos' palm, and licked Carlos' palm with its soft tongue, occasionally meowing with the sound of milk.

Carlos didn't look at Fu Shannon, and spoke very casually: "It seems that what your father loves you is just a rumor."

Fu Shannon felt his big toe was strangled by something, as if someone had broken it away from the remaining four friends and chopped it off.He hurriedly lowered his head, and found that his shoe had a hole at some point, and his big toe popped out, wandering alone in the air.He flinched back unconsciously, trying to retract his toes, leaving only a hole, like a shoe with its mouth open.In fact, if possible, he would like to find an indestructible shell and shrink himself into it.

At that moment, he envied the turtle without the shell.

Carlos' words still linger like a shadow.Perhaps the atmosphere in front of him was too oppressive. Fu Shannon couldn't help but wander off. He thought of seeing spiders weaving webs in their childhood, and they moved in an orderly manner. He tied a web and then squatted in the center of the web. If they collide with each other by mistake, the spider will run along the web quickly, not eager to eat the prey, but to bite first to prevent it from escaping, and then spin silk to wrap the prey and leave it on the web as a reserve food.

He laughed at those prey in the past, why they threw themselves into the trap even though they had eyes.Now that I think about it, isn't he one of those prey?The vision is not good, the wires cannot be seen, and the mobility is not strong. He bumped into it and was restrained by the hunter, unable to move.

"You said, how should I punish you?" Carlos asked.

"I—" Fu Shannon heard his own voice, he wondered why he could speak so calmly, "I'll persuade him again."

Carlos smiled.

He smiled with pity, ruthlessly breaking Fu Shannon's fantasy: "I think you are just not as important as his official career."

"No!" Fu Shannon blurted out, "He is not such a person! He, he, he is just...just..."

just what?Fu Shannon racked his brains and couldn't figure out why his father didn't choose to save him.

Usually, negation without thinking about it may mean trusting the other party unconditionally, believing that he is really not such a person; it may also be unwilling to believe the truth and use it to deceive oneself and others, but often deceives oneself and cannot deceive others.

Father, like son.

Shark stood aside, with his hands interlaced in front of his lower abdomen, like a patron saint. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sneered: "If he really loves you, would he let you come to this kind of place?"

Fu Shannon's face turned pale.

"Shark, take him back," Carlos said kindly. "Maybe we can give this poor kid another chance to see reality."

Fu Shannon went back in a daze.

When I saw my father again, his temples were gray, his eyes looked tired, and a small piece of hair on the back of his head was unmanaged and curled up unscrupulously. After seeing it, Fu Shannon became suspicious. Is this still his father?Every day, I will tidy myself up and go to work in good spirits.It seems that Hu rarely has such disheveled clothes.

In fact, it hasn't been long since the father and son met last time, but the distance between the two seems to be as far as an Orion.The gravitational force seemed to suddenly increase to 10g, making it difficult for him to even open his mouth.

"Dad, why last time—"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Jiayi couldn't wait to interrupt him: "Shannon, Dad can't help you anymore."

Fu Shannon felt that there was a hole in his soul, and the cold wind surrounding him was pouring in. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't fill the hole.

"Why?" Fu Shannon stepped forward on his bloody heart, his throat felt as if it was on fire, but he still wanted to ask.

Fu Jiayi didn't answer his question, he covered Fu Shannon's hand on the marble countertop, and said earnestly, "Shannon, you will have to walk the road ahead by yourself."

Fu Shannon's emotions fell into deep anger. The anger made all his blood burn, and he lost all reason, let alone emotion.He didn't realize the truth behind Fu Jiayi's words, but quickly withdrew his hand, stood up, and looked at Fu Jiayi with burning eyes: "Why! You are my father, why don't you even Willing to help me? All of this is clearly not my fault, why should I bear all of this?"

Fu Jiayi also stood up. He didn't wear a uniform, but a suit and leather shoes.Fu Shannon recognized this suit. In the photo album of their family, the father wearing this suit and the mother wearing the wedding dress swore to the pastor in front of the church that they will be loyal to each other forever and will raise the heart and soul with all love.Not many people get married in this era, and those who choose lifelong marriage like them are even rarer.At the wedding, they receive blessings from friends and relatives.But even with the blessing of blessings, this marriage eventually slipped in a strange direction, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the wife and children are separated.

"Fu Shannong, it's time for you to grow up." Fu Jiayi left this sentence and turned to leave.

His back was lonely, this time he chose to turn around first, not to look at the youngest son behind him.Those eyes were full of grievances, disappointment, fear, and despair at the moment, but he could only choose to keep him here, arouse his hatred, and let him grow rapidly until he could protect himself.

He held this son in his palm and doted on him, hoping that he would have a smooth life, but maybe it was because he was too smooth before, and now he was facing a greater impact. Huge waves might overturn him, and then sink to the bottom of the sea, while Fu Jiayi At a loss.He realized for the first time that he was actually powerless, that the door that looked open to him was nothing more than a mirage, that the people who stood there smiling at him could turn around and push him into hell, and they did. , He risked his life to fight back to no avail.

What is even more frightening is that fate also raised a sickle to him, first harvesting his health, and then harvesting his life.

"I hate you, I hate you! I hate you..." Fu Shannon yelled through gritted teeth, tears crawled all over his cheeks, his nails dug into the flesh and blood, making his palms dripping with blood.

Hate me, if hatred can make you grow quickly, then I might as well be the soil of hatred to nourish you to flourish.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, I was on the train before, but I didn't expect this chapter to be locked, and I didn't revise it in time.