Good-looking, not allowed to farm

Compared with the darkness and filth of the cell, Treasurer Levin's office is a paradise.

Jamie hadn't seen the scene outside the cell for too long, so even if it was an ordinary office, he looked at it with relish for a long time... The dark carpet, the sofa for guests, the desk, the chair, and a I don't know if it's a wine cabinet full of wine, and a painting.

"Do you like it?" Treasurer Levin asked as he stared curiously at the painting.

Jamie was a little hesitant, because the content of the painting was a bit shocking, and it was really hard to judge.

Inside that painting is a large gray-yellow wasteland, and on the wasteland is a huge cross erected.A dead man was nailed to the head with nails driven through his limbs.Painters should pay great attention to details. If you observe carefully, you can faintly see some mottled and blackened blood stains on the shelf.It may be that it has been hung for too long, and the corpse on the shelf has rotted and deformed, so the angle seems a little tilted, and it cannot be dropped, and it is precariously exposed to the sun.Then, around the corpse, there were several vultures flying around, and flies and maggots were crawling on it...

This shouldn't be a painting that meets the public's aesthetics, right?

So, how to answer this question?

Jamie is torn.

He felt that if he replied: "Well, I like it very much." The treasurer might say: "Haha! I knew, you really are a little pervert who should go to jail." Then let him go back to prison and serve 100 years ;And if you answer: "I don't like it, it's too perverted." The financial officer may say: "Haha, are you alluding to me?" Then let him go back to prison for 100 years.

Anyway, whether you like it or not, the result is likely to go back to prison for 100 years.

So, Jamie made a prudent trick: "I don't understand."

"Don't understand?" Financial Officer Levin raised his eyebrows and showed a knowing smile: "You know, Jamie? There is a lot of news about you in this prison, but whether it is good or bad , everyone agrees that you can be regarded as a smart person."

Jamie was silent.

Levin continued casually: "It's a good thing that you like to play tricks to make yourself better off, and I don't like stupid people either. But you have to know, when and in front of whom, you must never play tricks. Little clever, do you understand what I say?"

Jamie was disgusted by this superior preaching tone.

But he didn't dare to show it, so he had to pretend to be obedient and nodded obediently.

"Good boy."

The financial officer, Levin, boasted, turned his eyes to the painting on the wall again, and greeted him: "Come and see, don't feel scary, this is actually a good symbol."

"Symbol?"

"It symbolizes that this country has laws and order, and anyone who violates the laws and order of the country will be punished."

However, thinking of my ridiculous prison experience...

Jamie can only be silent about the so-called law and order.

But the treasurer ignored his silence, but raised his hand, made a gesture towards the painting, and said in a cheerful tone: "Look carefully, this is a very low-spirited dog, and it will cost us to catch him." It took a lot of work. I watched him die. He deserved it! We deserved it! We nailed him to a wooden frame first, then cut the blood vessels and let the blood come out... If you don’t let the blood first, people will change It's swollen, and it can be dried more easily only after bleeding. It's like making meat jerky, you have to drain the water, and then dry it for several days in a row... Well, let me think about it, this dog It took four days for him to die. Before that, he was very fierce, with all kinds of swearing and foul language, which was terrible. But later, he lost his strength and shut his mouth. Now, the body is probably dead. Alas, it's a pity that the good wooden frame is ruined."

Jamie's heart couldn't help pounding.

He knew that this person was probably scaring himself, but when he heard him use such a perverted tone as if nothing had happened, he said that he would hang a living person on a wooden frame with long nails, and then, he would not die immediately, but would be bled , Exposure to the sun, boiled day by day, and slowly turned into dried human flesh, then the whole body was cold, the legs were weak, and trembling in fear.

So much so that when Levin suddenly reached out to touch his head, he didn't dare to dodge, his body was stiff and motionless.

Levin smiled, touched his head, and patted his slightly pale cheek with his backhand: "Well, you seem a little disturbed, Jamie. Don't be like this, I have always been very kind to my own people .”

"My own people? You mean...?"

"Haha, what kind of hairy and ridiculous look are you, little Jamie? Well, let me tell you the truth, there are indeed some bad habits in this prison where you rape me and I rape you, but it's not necessarily casual. A man wants to rape you when he talks to you. I’m talking about my own person here, but I want you to work for me from now on.”

While talking, the treasurer took out a bottle of brandy from the wine cabinet, poured a glass and handed it over, and said jokingly: "Look, what I said before to refresh my mouth was just to invite you to have a drink. "

"Eh? But, what can I do for you?"

Jamie took the wine glass and asked doubtfully.

"Listen well, at four o'clock this afternoon, another person will enter the prison, this person..."

Levin turned and pointed to the painting on the wall: "This man is in the same group as the bastard in the painting. They are all members of a certain reactionary gang. I want you to get acquainted with him and get him trust, and then slowly find out which mouse hole their leader has escaped to, and then, tell me!"

Jamie felt very uneasy and couldn't help asking: "Why did you choose me?"

"Because you are the most suitable." The financial officer pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, smiled slightly flirtatiously, and said, "Who can't fall for you, baby."

"But how do I get to know him?"

"That's when you need your cleverness, Jamie, use your brains."

"If I can't..."

"You have to."

Like a poisonous snake seeing its prey, Levin stared firmly into Jamie's eyes, not allowing him to flinch and said, "If you can't do it, you're not one of your own. Do you understand me, Jamie?"

clear!

Not one of us = can be made into human jerky

Jamie realized there was no way out.

He tried his best to calm himself down, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, drained the wine in his hand, and smiled very ugly.Then, he slowed down his tone, and begged, "You have to give me some information. For example, what kind of preferences does that person have, what kind of personality is it..."

When I came out of the treasurer's office...

Jamie still looked ugly, his face was as white as paper, and he looked very weak, all because he was frightened.

But in the eyes of others, this scene is a bit subtle, and they suspect that he has already made love with the financial officer Levin.

Therefore, many people whistled at him, and yelled a lot of obscene words that were not pleasant to the ear.

Jamie didn't listen, didn't pay attention.

He thought about the task entrusted to him by the financial officer, and soon became annoyed: "I'm so stupid, so stupid! I was frightened by his few words, and I forgot to ask him about the remuneration. I don't know if he will pay me? Money is nothing, but if I really do this, can I get out of this ghost place? Well, he shouldn't renege on his debts, and he won't even benefit at all Give it? Sigh, it’s hard to say, there is no shortage of people in this world who cross rivers to demolish bridges, unload mills and kill donkeys. Besides, maybe this damn task really needs to be silenced!”

Thinking of this, Jamie panicked again, feeling that he was in a desperate situation, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't see a way out.

He wanted to cry, scream, and destroy everything around him, but in the end he couldn't do anything, he could only grit his teeth secretly: "Damn it! Damn it! I don't know anything, I don't know anything, I don't have any skills, so I can only do this Swallowing one's breath, being at the mercy of others, being ordered by others... must not go on like this, must find a way, think of a way..."

At this time, a scream suddenly sounded.

But it turned out that by noon, many prisoners had come to the cafeteria to line up for food, so the round-headed boy named George also went out tremblingly, but he was seen again when he stood in the line.

He was then dragged out of the line.

The child staggered all the way, screaming, crying, and begging for help, but no one paid any attention to it, the villain who was pulling him was still laughing, tearing his clothes in spite of his feeble resistance...

Jamie was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to hide away as usual.

The first reaction was still scary, but he quickly remembered that he was barely a financial officer now.

Therefore, seeing the poor child's desperate and heart-piercing screams, he was suddenly enraged, and the long-standing rational dam was finally broken by the raging torrent of crazy emotions!

Jamie was determined to fight.

He looked around, raised a chair, yelled "Bastard, let him go," and rushed up.

The villain didn't expect someone to intervene, and was caught off guard by the chair, and the blood flowed out, blinded, blocked his sight, and couldn't see his surroundings clearly. He panicked and didn't know who the enemy was. I don't know where the enemy is, so I can only yell, keep spinning back and forth, and attack indiscriminately.

Jamie made up his mind, took advantage of his blindness to kill him, saw the right time, didn't stop, and hit the man several times, only to break the bridge of the man's nose and splatter blood.

The surrounding prisoners were all clapping their hands, booing, watching, and laughing gloatingly.

It wasn't until the prison guards arrived in a hurry that Jamie, who was on the verge of losing control, was pulled away...

In less than an hour, Jamie stood in front of Finance Officer Levin again.

Levin first lit a cigarette in silence, suppressed his anger in the lingering smoke, and asked coldly after a while, "Tell me, what the hell are you doing?"

"That bastard deserves it!"

"He didn't mess with you."

"The nasty things he did got in the way of my eyes."

"Oh, then he will be more of an eyesore to you in the future, Jamie! If you hit him, he will definitely retaliate against you."

"But I am your man, sir, will you protect me? If you don't protect me, how can I work for you again in the afternoon?"

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