I don't know how long it has been, and when I woke up again, it was still Ai Qing who was in charge of the body, and Hou Yan was also awake at this time, according to the law of time and their exchange, the two of them had just swapped once.

But they had no way to tell the specific time, because Ai Qing's current environment was too weird.

"Ai Qing, where are we?" asked Hou Yan.

Ai Qing was not bound by the nylon rope, there was darkness in front of him, he couldn't see his five fingers, and the surroundings were even quieter and terrifying, he seemed to have fallen into a dark bottomless pit, there was no light source, no sound source, and he couldn't even feel the flow of air.

"I don't know. ”

He touched his body, he couldn't see what he was wearing at all, and he could only guess by the feeling of his hand.

The upper body should be a loose set of short sleeves, and underneath is a pair of trousers, which are also loose, and the feet are on what seem to be a pair of slippers, because the toes and ankles are exposed.

Hou Yan was originally in the state of his soul, but at this time it was boundless darkness, he couldn't help but be afraid, he couldn't control his thinking, he couldn't help but think about the worst, and said, "You won't be dead, right?"

"You don't fart there, and the dead can still wear clothes?If I die, won't you die too?" Ai Qing walked aimlessly in the dark, and there was only one possibility to produce such an environment, that is, this was a confined space, isolated from all light and sound from the outside world.

He raised his arms in front of his body, and moved forward like a blind, walking, when suddenly he kicked something hard under his feet, and made a dull sound, which sounded less like metal than wood.

Ai Qing squatted down cautiously, groping on it with both hands along the position she had kicked into, the surface of the object was cold and smooth, and there were edges and corners all around, the volume was only about half a meter high, two meters long, one meter wide, and the bottom was hollowed, and its top was flat, paved with something soft and similar to a sponge.

"Is this a bed?"

"Do you need to sleep when you die?"

"I told you, we're not dead, don't you understand people?"

Ai Qing was already a little nervous, and Hou Yan died one by one, which made him uneasy and unable to make an accurate judgment.

According to his guess, he raised his leg and tentatively stepped on it, and his whole body slowly lay on it, and there was indeed a bulge at the place of his head, which should mean that the pillow was not wrong.

At the innermost end of the bed was a cold wall, which, unlike other normal walls, was actually rounded, and his hands groped upwards along the wall, the arc of which remained unchanged, until the top of the sphere.

Ai Qing frowned, turned over and got out of bed, stood on the ground, raised his arms high, touched the wall above his head, followed its arc, and walked in one direction under his feet, when his fingers could touch the fixed point of the ball, it meant that he was standing in the center of the space.

His feet stood on tiptoe, his toes on the ground, his right arm stretched upwards vigorously, and the middle finger of his right hand barely counted

to reach the fixed point.

If he is confined in a spherical confined space, and the soles of his feet are on flat ground, it means that the space he can move around is only nearly the volume of a hemisphere.

If the whole sphere is analyzed in three dimensions, if the ground under his feet wants to have the largest area, it can only be a cross-section through the center of the sphere.

After Ai Qing's speculation, he was in a closed sphere with a radius of about two meters and a half.

Once the general environment was settled, he continued to grope along the spherical wall, starting at the head of the bed, and if nothing else, it would come back after a circle.

As he walked in the dark, he touched several other things under his feet, and he judged them separately, including the toilet, the faucet, and the sink.

"Monkey, it seems, is really a prison here. Ai Qing said.

"So what are we going to do? I don't want to be in this for the rest of my life. ”

"But as far as I know of all kinds of prisons, I don't have the impression that there is a prison with this kind of architectural structure, spherical shape? Isn't this a clear waste of space? The other half of the ball is concrete?" After Ai Qing judged that it was a prison, she became curious about its shape, and she really lived for a long time.

While talking to Hou Yan, he continued his journey of exploration.

Suddenly, there was a trace of strangeness in the palm of his hand, and a small protrusion appeared on the originally sleek wall, and Ai Qing brought his face closer, and could feel the slight flow of air in it.

Just when Ai Qing was concentrating on studying the gap, "Wow!" With a bang, a bright light was drawn in the darkness in front of him, and a bearded face peeked in in this bright light.

"Damn, what's that?"

Because Ai Qing was just too much of the owner, the appearance of this face frightened his heart, and his body instantly bounced off the wall and sat on the ground.

"You're awake? ”

"Who are you? I'm ......?"

Before he could finish asking, the white light was blocked again, but then there was a stronger and brighter light, and the gap he had just studied was the door to the cell, which was now being opened from the outside.

The strong light outside irritated Ai Qing's eyes, making it impossible to open them, and he vaguely saw a strong figure standing outside, and two people rushed in behind him, heading straight for him.

Not much nonsense, these two people came up and gave an electric shock to Ai Qing's body with an electric baton, until Ai Qing's body was unconscious, and she was paralyzed on the ground, not even having the strength to scream in pain.

The two of them took out a brown cloth bag from their waists, buckled it around Ai Qing's head, and one of them took Ai Qing's arms and dragged it to the outside of the room.

Ai Qing was passive throughout the whole process, and there was no chance to resist at all, no matter how high the so-called kung fu was, he was afraid of kitchen knives, not to mention that he was so weak that he couldn't even use kung fu now.

"Ai Qing, Ai Qing, wake up!" Hou Yan shouted in his body, all this happened too suddenly, he didn't react, and his vision fell into darkness again.

Three bearded foreigners surrounded Ai Qing in the middle, just

The foreigner who had just entered the house through the window, holding a notebook in his hand, walked in front to lead the way, followed by two other strong men dragging Ai Qing.

Ai Qing didn't know how long she had been dragged or how far she had been dragged in, during which she seemed to have made countless turns and climbed several flights of stairs.

With the sound of the door closing and a burst of talking, Ai Qing's body was slammed into a chair.

At this time, his mind was full of paralysis of the passage of electricity, and he couldn't feel anything except knowing that he was still alive.

The leading foreigner pulled out a palm-sized water jet from the wall, aimed it at Ai Qing's face, opened the valve, and the high-pressure water jetted on Ai Qing's face, rushing down his nose and mouth into his throat and lungs.

"Ahem, cough, cough~ vomit~" Ai Qing was awakened by the icy water.

Seeing that Ai Qing woke up, the foreigner also stopped the water pipe in his hand.

Ai Qing was stimulated by the cold water, the paralysis in his brain weakened, and he shook his head vigorously, and the water flowed along his hair to his face, and finally he sucked it into his mouth.

"Breathe, breathe, breathe~"

He clasped his arms on the back of his chair, his head hung over his chest, and he breathed heavily, but such torture could only be described as the beginning of a nightmare.

A middle-aged man in a suit walked in from outside the room, his eyes scanned around the room, and finally sat down on a boss's chair not far from Ai Qing, cocked Erlang's legs, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ai Qing in pain with interest.

He knocked on the armrests on both sides of the chair, and the bearded foreigner next to him understood, strode to Ai Qing's side, grabbed Ai Qing's hair with a big dark hand, and pulled her head up forcefully, so that Ai Qing's eyes were level with the direction of his boss.

"Hello, young man. ”

Ai Qing's eyes rolled and she relied on the exhaled breath and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hehe, introduce myself, I'm the warden of this prison, my name is Grover. ”

Grover is thirty-seven years old Chinese New Year's Eve, and this year is his fifth year as prison warden, he has a British appearance, long golden hair on his shoulders, an angular face with an unusually handsome handsome, inky eyes, a high nose bridge, a clear outline, nose wings, and a resolute line.

Not only that, he is dressed very tastefully, and the value of this suit on his body alone cannot be measured by money, and there is no dust on his shoes.

"This is a prison, which prison?" asked Ai Qing.

"Prison in the air. ”

"Prison in the air? Why haven't I heard of it? What crime have I had? Why did you let me go?"

Grover seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and laughed out loud in that mouth regardless of the image, "It's not impossible to leave, when you lie in the bag containing the corpse, we will naturally send you away! As for the crime, sorry, we don't know either, hahaha~"

Ai Qing screamed and cursed, his body kept writhing to break free from the shackles of the foreigner, but what he got was a severe beating, and finally he lay on the ground weakly, and the blood mixed with cold water soaked his prison uniform.

Grover

Walking in front of him, he stepped on Ai Qing's face with one foot, rubbed it vigorously a few times, and said in a vicious voice: "No one who comes in here can get out alive, put away your former pride and enjoy the endless pain!"

"Phew!" Grover spat on him before leaving.

"I'll kill you!" Ai Qing wanted to run away, but her body was trampled under the feet of others, her body was ravaged, and her dignity was ruthlessly trampled.

Grover sneered, "Everyone was like you when they first came, but in the end, didn't they all honestly obey my management?"

"Don't struggle, young man, there's no future anymore, hahaha. ”

In this prison in the air, he is the god here, and no one can disobey God's will, and no one dares to disobey God's commands.

In order to prevent Ai Qing from soiling his clothes, Grover did not act more excessively, tidied up his clothes, and nodded to his subordinates, his purpose had been achieved, the purpose of this was to destroy Ai Qing's self-esteem and break through his psychological defenses.

Ai Qing was lying on the ground, his eyes were blank, staring at the puddle of blood in front of him, he was so powerless at this time, and his proud heart was being eroded by the darkness.

After Grover left, several of his men covered Ai Qing's head again and dragged him back to the hemispherical room where he had been staying.

As soon as the door opened, he took off his hood, Ai Qing was kicked in, and with the sound of the door closing, he fell into the darkness again, with a helpless wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and his two lives were ruined.