monster he just wants to be a good guy

Let him sew until he enjoys it.

Lu Man only remembers that he was taken to this strange place by the monster's body during his deep sleep, and then picked up by a group of strangers, and finally brought to this "prison"... Where is he now?How far is it from Qingmiao Village?How is he going back?Lu Manjie was completely unaware of these issues.

In the beginning, he couldn't regain control of his body, and his ability to perceive the surrounding environment was also sealed by the mask on his mouth.Lu Man could only close his eyes and listen quietly, hoping to obtain more information from the sounds of the surrounding environment.

Everything here is very regular. After two days of observation, Lu Man found that the whistle is blown twice a day.

The first whistle should be to wake them up.

Lu Man could hear them rustling up from the bed, someone walking in the corridor outside, inserting a key into the lock, the iron door creaked open one after another, and the people in the room shuffled out.The sound insulation effect of this place is good. After they walked far away, Lu Man couldn't hear what they were doing.

Probably at night, the whistle will sound again.People who went out returned one after another and scattered in the room to rest.Some were snoring like thunder, some were sobbing to themselves, and some were irritated and hammered against the wall.

The people here live crowded in small, cramped rooms, the whistle is sent out in the morning and the whistle is stopped at night.The "prison" that Adjutant Chen mentioned earlier turned out to be such a place.

Lu Man opened his eyes.He estimated that the recovery time this time was faster than the last time, and he woke up after only two days.

Looking up, there is an unknown liquid bottle hanging on the top, and a slender pipe is connected to his arm, and some kind of transparent liquid flows into his body along the needle.

In the past two days, occasionally someone will come here to change the water for him.Lu Man guessed that it was something to keep his body hydrated and nourished.

Lu Man was about to raise his hand to pull out the needle when he suddenly felt discomfort in his hand.

Looking down, he found that his wrists and ankles were clasped by heavy rings.There are also long chains on the ring, which are directly connected to the iron plate at the head of the bed.

He tried to break free with brute force, but the bracelet flashed blue, and half of his body went numb instantly.

Tsk, got an electric shock.

Lu Man pressed down his blown hair.

He doesn't like the feeling of being restrained for no reason, it's uncomfortable.

Since brute force doesn't work...is there any other way?

With the flash of his thoughts, his hand seemed to melt into a pool of soft water, sliding out of the iron ring smoothly.

Lu Man looked at his free left hand curiously, and shook it curiously, but it was soft and bouncy like jelly.

Isn't this the form of the fog monster?

He used the same method to free the remaining hands and feet from the shackles, and his limbs shook wantonly like tentacles.

The whole body is soft, a little magical feeling.

Before he woke up, the morning whistle had already been blown outside, and the people outside locked all the other doors, except him.

Maybe forget him?

After all, Lu Man's room was at the corner at the end of the corridor.

The size of the room is not large, and it can be completed in a few steps.There was only a simple bed in the room, and there were two sets of iron rings on the bed that he broke free.In addition, there was the jar leaning against the bedside, and the mask that had previously covered Lu Man's face.

The room opposite Lu Man was different from his single room, it was shared by four people with bunk beds.The people over there have all gone.

He coughed twice, mist drifted out along the door, and suddenly someone from the next door spoke to him.

"Smoke?" This is also a new thing that I have never heard of.

Just as Lu Man was about to talk to his neighbor, another long whistle sounded, with a rapid rhythm, urging those who were still in the room to get out quickly.

Someone outside took a stick and knocked on the railing, making a harsh bang bang sound.

The uncle next door muttered a few obscenities, and dragged his way out reluctantly.

The rest of the people also left one after another, and Lu Man observed that many rooms were empty.

He couldn't stay here, he had to go out to collect more information.

Lu Man looked at the door in front of him.

The rooms where other people live are erected with railings and locked with latches on the outside, a bit like the door of Brother Qing Miao's pigpen in the village.It's just that the iron railing here looks thick and strong, and the lock head style is also built into a box, which is embedded with the entire railing.

The door of Lu Man's room is a whole piece of thick iron plate, except for a small window on the top to allow him to breathe, and at the same time for outsiders to peep.

He didn't have the key, but it didn't matter, after devouring the fog monster's heart, the ability given to him by wolf blood did not disappear.

With a swipe, the sharp claws stab out.

This is a single door that can only be opened from the outside, and there is no door handle inside the room.

Lu Man looked outside, although no one was watching, he still sprayed some mist cautiously as a cover, and stretched out his hand to reach the lock outside.

He quickly inserted the sharp and hard claw end into the lock, recalling and imitating the rhythm of the lock cylinder turning and the bar being fixed when the key was inserted into the lock and twisted.

With a click, the door opened.

Lu Man looked back at his room, which was marked "1-000" on the top.

With a natural expression on his face, he quickly stepped forward, quietly blended into the lifeless crowd, and followed them out.

After people left the room and came to the hall, the dull atmosphere gradually became active.

"Damn it, the old ape ghost is bragging there, making me pee urgently!"

The burly man walking in the center of the crowd had a shaved head and slanted eyes, looking not to be trifled with.

Lu Man recognized that the man who looked like the thin monkey next to the strong man was his new neighbor.He fished in troubled waters among the crowd, observing the situation.

"Brother Qiang is right, he goes to bed later than a thief and wakes up earlier than a chicken every day." The thin monkey said flatteringly, nodding and bowing.

Several people nearby also responded a few times. They took iron plates and waited in line in the cafeteria for food.

"It's steamed buns and porridge again... boring." The strong man threw the iron plate on the table impatiently and complained.

"Brother Qiang, do you want me to change it with you? My steamed bun looks bigger."

"Skinny monkey, you are going to lose your appearance, save the steamed buns for yourself. Brother Qiang, look at my bowl of porridge. I just found a dish. How about I exchange it with you?"

"Thank you auntie."

A strange voice came from beside them.

It was only then that everyone realized that at some point behind them, a young boy with an ugly face had sneaked in.He has a handsome face, slightly curly black hair, and a light in his eyes. He should be a newcomer who has just entered the prison.

He took the plate with both hands, bent his eyes, and stared at the other person's serious and sincere eyes.

This is the first time that Brother Qiang saw someone thanking the old lady who cooks rice.

After the boy took the iron plate given to him by the aunt in the cafeteria, everyone subconsciously looked into his bowl, and they all exploded.

Damn, after eating it for half a year, I realized that this is actually a pot of pork porridge!

Why are the bowls of newcomers full of pork, and they only serve clear soup with little water?

"Could it be because of his good looks? This bright appearance discriminates, I want to report it to the warden!" Someone resented.

"Maybe...he is polite?" Someone looked hesitant, secretly remembering this method of eating meat.

When Lu Man found a table for two and sat down, the light in front of his eyes was suddenly blocked.

He looked up, and saw that the person's tendons were shaking, with a green dragon tattooed on his left arm, and a knife scar on his right arm, surrounded by a group of people of various colors.

Lu Man recognized that the strong man in front of him was the most respected "Brother Strong" in this group.Just in time.

Seeing his arrogance, the younger brothers knew that Brother Qiang was going to give the newcomer a blow as a prison tyrant, so they gave way one after another.

I saw that he was holding an iron spoon in his hand, and with a push of his thumb, the handle of the iron spoon was easily bent.The younger brothers around applauded their boss very much.

Before Brother Qiang could speak harshly, Lu Man tilted his head to look at him and asked:

"There's no one across from me, do you want to sit down and eat together?"

Everyone choked.

Surrounded by so many people, Lu Man's eyes were still pure and kind, and his expression showed no fear at all.

He observed that the other party's porridge was as weak as boiling water, and pushed his bowl of porridge full of meat over.

"I'm not hungry, please eat."

Lu Man crossed his fingers to form a cross, resting on his chin, and looked at each other with a smile on his face.

"Dream you, it's just a bowl of meat porridge, how could Brother Qiang be bribed by you—"

Lu Man chewed the steamed buns slowly and gracefully, while Brother Qiang, who was sitting opposite him, took the last mouthful of hot porridge and let out a long breath with a relaxed expression.He hadn't eaten so much meat in a long time.

"Young people are very good at dealing with things. From now on, your strong brother will protect you."

The gangsters sitting around them looked at him with jealousy.

Lu Man smiled and said nothing.

During breakfast, Lu Man had already gotten a lot of news from them.

He is now located in the prison under the jurisdiction of the former station in District 6, in the southwest corner of the core city.

There is still a large area of ​​safe residence in the area behind the front station. The criminals here used to live and grow up in District 6, but broke the law a few years ago and were caught in prison to obey punishment and discipline.

The combination of the former station and the safe residence is a "harbour".

Qing Miao's neighbors are harmonious and friendly. Even if there are occasional conflicts and frictions, the village chief will come out to mediate, and everyone will take a step back, and the matter will be resolved. Therefore, Lu Man has no clear concept of "law".

But fortunately, the enthusiastic criminals here set an example to explain the concept of crime for him.

Xiong Daqiang said that he came in to hurt people, and his supporters saw the big brother speaking, and they talked about the crimes they committed.Some stole bread, some peeped at the old Wang next door taking a bath, some smuggled contraband, some went mad and disturbed the law and order on the street after getting drunk...

So Lu Man roughly figured out what the law of the Harbor was like—those who committed serious harmful acts such as murder, arson, robbery, and explosions became serious criminals detained in the second district.

In the first district they are currently in, all the light criminals with less dangerous behaviors are detained, as well as suspects who have not yet been convicted and sentenced.

"Why is my room a single room?"

"Oh, that, only the suspects who are in the transitional period live here. We all live in a mixed bed. Seeing how young you are, what did you do to come in?"

Lu Man shook his head.

The neighbor Shouhou, who hadn't had a chance to talk to him, interjected at this moment: "I know, he must have smuggled tobacco in. I saw the fog in his cell before!"

Lu Man: "..." You can't say it's the fog he vomited, can you?

"Do you know how to get out? I have to go back." After understanding the general situation, Lu Man finally got to the point.

"Back to where?"

Come back home.

He didn't say it, but answered silently in his heart.

"If you want to get out of prison...you can only serve your sentence well, correct your attitude, and try to reduce your sentence."

"How long will that take?"

"It depends on how many years the sentence is. For example, if you are strong, I will sentence you to five years, and you can leave if you stay for two more years. But there are also people who have been sentenced for a long time. There are many young men in the next district who have survived in prison and become old men."

"Is there a faster way?"

"Tsk, how fast are you going?"

"Right now."

Everyone was silent, and then burst into shocking laughter.

"What are you doing, you want to escape from prison, hahaha?"

"Don't even think about it, you brat! I have never seen anyone escape from prison in the past three years..." He lifted his trouser legs, revealing a pair of rings, "With this, the monitoring system is fully covered. Where do you go?" They pee in the corner, and they can locate it."

"What are you guys doing together?" Suddenly a stern reprimand came from the door.

A man in uniform came, an old prison guard with gray hair but still in good spirits.

With an iron rod in his hand, he knocked on the table leg, and the crowd dispersed immediately.

"Xiong Daqiang, you're destroying public property again! Why don't you get it back quickly?"

Xiong Daqiang blushed when he was called by his full name. He always hated his own name, and he would turn against anyone who called him by his full name on weekdays.But he had to hold back against the old ape ghost who refused to eat hard and soft.

"What are you doing in a daze? Go to work!"

Prison guard Yuan glared at the frozen crowd, and everyone scattered like birds and beasts, and ran out the door, leaving Xiong Daqiang alone to break the spoon.

Lu Man was going to go with everyone, but was stopped by Prison Guard Yuan.

"You, what is your criminal number?"

This person looks a little unfamiliar, but also a little familiar.For a moment he couldn't remember where he saw it.

"I don't know." Lu Man said truthfully.

"The number hasn't come down yet?"

"Well, I live in a single room."

It turned out to be the suspect.Seeing his honest appearance, prison guard Yuan didn't make things difficult for him, and told him to work hard and reform well, so he was released to the labor reform room.

Just after letting him go, he remembered that he forgot to ask for his cell number... Forget it, Prison Guard Yuan is always good at seeing people. The suspect just now had gentle and kind eyes, and he didn't look like a stabbing head.

Lu Man stood in the corner, watching the others walking to their workstations one by one with ease and starting to work.After a while, Xiong Daqiang also came in. Seeing that Lu Man seemed to be in a daze, he greeted him: "Hey, boy, come here."

"Let me tell you secretly, you step on the sewing machine. The higher the score, the faster the sentence reduction."

After the labor chief's simple teaching, Lu Man began to study the miraculous machine in front of him.

There are also sewing machines in the village, but there is only one, which is very old.Usually, every family in the village needs to make small repairs to their clothes, and they often do it by themselves with needles and threads.Lu Man still remembered that when Aunt Lu was mending his clothes, her hand was punctured once, and blood kept dripping out.

With a kick of his foot, the bobbin on the head of the machine rotates as the needle goes up and down, and the silk thread sinks into the fabric.With a slight push of the hand, a flat straight line quickly appeared in front of his eyes.

It's great, I have a chance to get one back to the village.

Just as Lu Man was thinking about it, the siren sounded outside and the warning lights came on, making the whole area red.There were many footsteps outside the door, as if they were looking for someone.

The criminals who had been working hard to reform themselves raised their heads one after another.

"I heard that someone has escaped from prison!"

Lu Man didn't look up, and continued to step on the sewing machine on his own. He just paid attention to the movement outside.

I just heard them say that no one has escaped from prison for three years. I didn't expect that he would run into one when he first came here.Lu Man wanted to see who the hell was.

Unexpectedly, step by step, Lu Man gradually fell into a state of ecstasy.

The whole workshop was in a mess, and the chief laborer couldn't control their passionate mood.For so many years, life has been as calm and regular as stagnant water. When such excitement suddenly comes, no one is in the mood to continue self-improvement, and they are all busy joining in the fun.

"I heard from the people in the workshop next door...it's from Prison No. 13."

"You're talking nonsense, I clearly heard it was from Prison No. 7!"

"Go, go, go, your news is all hearsay, and it's not accurate! I'm close to the door, and I heard it from the prison guards—"

"They said that the criminal who was locked in Room 1 of Prison No. 0 escaped!"

"Room 0? I haven't heard of it, did you make it up?" the thin monkey questioned.

"You're new here! But it was a long time ago... Room 0 used to be specially used to contain highly dangerous elements who have not yet been convicted."

"Tch, what do you think, how dangerous can it be? We are all dangerous here."

"No...it's not the same." The man trembled, as if he was very afraid, "It's a danger that can kill everyone."

"When I first came here, about five years ago, a criminal came in Room 0. Then one night, I don't know what happened, all the people in all the rooms in Prison 1 died, and only Room 0 remained. The person is still alive, with blood on his mouth..."

"No, that's no longer a human...but a monster!"

"You mean the boy in Room 0 escaped?" Chen Mu frowned, tapping his fingers on the solid wood tabletop, "Where's the monitoring ring?"

"Report to Adjutant Chen, the monitoring ring...is still in the room."

"If the monitoring ring is damaged, the system will send out an alarm. Didn't you see it?" His tone was a little harsh, and the warden shook his body and handed over the photo.

"Strangely enough, the monitoring ring is intact."

Chen Mu pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and carefully looked at the bracelet in the photo, there was indeed no flaw at all.His frown became tighter and tighter.

"Has the surveillance video been called out?"

"Called out."

On the video, we can only see a little mist coming out of the door of Room 0, covering the door lock. The next second, the door was opened, and the teenager inside walked in unharmed and blended into the crowd.

"Why is there only the video in the corridor, the interior of Room 0?"

"Eh..." the warden was a little hesitant, and under the gaze of Adjutant Chen, he finally choked out a sentence, "Because the power supply of the entire prison system is insufficient, and room 0 has been vacant for a long time, so..."

"Demolished?"

Chen Mu looked at him with a flat tone and calm eyes.

The warden's hair stood straight, and bean-sized beads of sweat emerged from his forehead and merged into a river.

No one in the station knew that Adjutant Chen's gesture showed that his emotions had reached a certain extreme and were about to explode.I heard that the last time he was like this, even Chief Lin was scolded and cried by him.

Suddenly, there was a hasty knock on the door outside, and before Chen Mu could call in, people from outside pushed the door and broke in.

"Adjutant Chen..." Her hair was pulled into a ball and tied neatly behind her head. The sweat on her forehead was glistening. It was evident that she ran all the way here. "We found someone!"

The two people inside the door raised their heads one after another.Tears filled the warden's eyes, as if he heard the sounds of nature.

"Don't disturb him yet. Zhuang Mansheng, take me there."

Chen Mu stood up, ready to rush over there.

Zhuang Mansheng was stunned for a while, as if he wanted to say something.

"what happened?"

"You...you'd better go and look after yourself." Her complexion was a little subtle.

When Chen Mu arrived, there was already a circle of prison guards in front of the workshop. With guns in their hands, they carefully took cover and aimed at the crowd.

All criminals were required to sit at their workstations and continue working as they were, but no one dared to move.Everyone stood up straight, sat tremblingly, their muscles were tense, they didn't even dare to turn their heads, and sweat poured down from their foreheads.

Except for one person.

The boy was seriously stepping on the sewing machine, and the pedal seemed to be on fire, and the machine needle made a beeping sound like a machine gun as it rose and fell.

The movements of his hands are smooth and smooth, and everyone present can feel his selflessness, as if the whole world does not exist, only him and his sewing machine are left.

Chen Mu had a sense of absurdity—this young man didn't seem to be making clothes, but rather a musician devoting all his enthusiasm to weaving notes one by one, like a poet devoting all his love to pondering a line of poetry.

"Adjutant Chen, what should we do?"

He was silent for a while, apparently never having encountered such a situation.

"The blood test results haven't come out yet, so don't act rashly."

If it's a polluter, that's bad.If the mood is unstable, it will "explode".

It is better to wait and see.

"Let him sew until he enjoys it."

The cloth here is of good texture, unlike the sackcloth in the village.

According to the drawings, he made more than a dozen sets of beautiful skirts and work clothes for Aunt Lu.These years, there is not much fabric at home, and she saves fabric every year to make new clothes for the two brothers, but she wears her own clothes year after year.

He wants to make durable shirts for Uncle Lu. He always likes to wear shirts, and loves to run around outside. How can one shirt work? Make a few more, or a dozen sets.

He also made a lot of new clothes for Lu Xiaoan.Xiao An used to pick up clothes that Lu Man couldn't fit and make do with them.

Although he never said he minded, Lu Man knew that his brother was sensible, and no one would not want new clothes.The style indicated in the album is suitable for teenagers aged 10-12, and it must be suitable for him.

There are also Brother Qingmiao, Sister Qingyan, Uncle Chen, Uncle Liu...

When Lu Man came back to his senses, he realized that hundreds of sets of clothes were piled up next to him like a mountain. He had already sewn the clothes of hundreds of people in the village.

Oops, just now I was thinking about the things in the village, and I accidentally got too excited.

Lu Man felt that the surrounding atmosphere was unusual, and when he raised his head, he found that the chief labor officer was watching him not far away.

"He, he raised his head!" The chief laborer looked terrified.

Lu Mandong looked around, who looked up?

He suddenly found that the people around him had stopped sewing at some point.Lu Man turned his head, just in time to meet Xiong Daqiang in the back row.

Brother Qiang's face turned from pale to green all of a sudden, and his whole body trembled more than anyone else.

He was sweating all over his body, and the sweat had already wet the skirt of his clothes and slid down his arms and down his wrists.

"Brother Qiang, why are you sweating so much? Is it very hot?"

He trembled more violently, his whole body was like a sieve, and even the chair was rattled by him.

"Eh?" Lu Man suddenly noticed something, stretched out his hand, and touched Xiong Daqiang's left arm.

"The meat... the meat was wiped off!"

The person next to Xiong Daqiang muttered something, rolled his eyes, and collapsed on the workstation unconscious.

Lu Man looked inexplicably at the neighbor who suddenly fainted.

He just saw that the dragon on Xiong Daqiang's arm was crooked, so he straightened it up a little.

Xiong Daqiang sweated more and more, and the entire green dragon tattoo sticker melted off his arm.

Suddenly someone shouted from behind: "Hello."

When Lu Man heard the sound, he turned his head and saw a man wearing a frame on the bridge of his nose looking at him softly.

This person's voice and face gradually overlapped with what he felt before.

"Adjutant Chen?"

Chen Mu's face froze.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!