He Sicheng nodded and walked towards the commissary, in fact, he planned to spend a thousand yuan today, not because He Sicheng wanted to show off, nor because He Sicheng used money lavishly, he had his plans, because the SMS reminder of the company's account left his mobile phone number, he was really anxious to see how many business transactions were made, and he also very much wanted to get even a little bit of information about his wife Zhao Jiayi from his mobile phone.

He Sicheng walked to the police officer and handed the note to the officer, thinking about what he wanted to buy and walked towards the container, he first took a toothbrush, a towel, and mineral water, and then beckoned Zhou Jianxin to come over and help him get something. Zhou Jianxin found an empty carton to prepare to load things, He Sicheng kept putting instant noodles, ham sausages, and peanuts into Zhou Jianxin's empty carton, and suddenly remembered to buy cigarettes, looked at the counter and only had a kind of "white sand" but didn't know the price, afraid that his thousand yuan was not enough, he weakly asked the police officer: "Report, how many cigarettes are there?", the police officer replied without raising his head: "200." ”。 He Sicheng hasn't bought cigarettes by himself for a long time, and the cigarettes he usually smokes are sent by the director of the company's office, and he is not very addicted to smoking, he can't smoke a few cigarettes a day, and pipe smoking has become popular in the circle of friends in recent years, so He Sicheng doesn't know the price of cigarettes, let alone low-end cigarettes like "Baisha", but He Sicheng guesses that the price should be higher than the market price, which is normal, after all, the place is special, He Sicheng took a cigarette and put it together with other items he chose.

He Sicheng asked the police officer to calculate the price of the things he bought, and the police officer picked up the calculator and calculated it carefully, and said to He Sicheng after a crackling sound: "760 yuan." He Sicheng arranged for Zhou Jianxin to buy it again, Zhou Jianxin didn't know He Sicheng's careful thoughts, and said: "Brother He, you can keep some money, do you still have nine days?" "Don't be afraid, buy it again, and spend a thousand yuan." Zhou Jianxin saw that the persuasion was ineffective, so he thought about picking up the things, and the police officer turned his head to look at Zhou Jianxin taking the goods, and said after a while: "It's almost." Zhou Jianxin sent the newly taken things to the police officer for settlement, and the police officer calculated and said: "It's more than five yuan, forget it, even if it's a thousand yuan." Zhou Jianxin turned around and asked Ma Cheng to come over and get things together, and the two walked out with joy carrying things.

He Sicheng turned around and said to the police officer with a smile on his face: "Report, comrade policeman, I want to transfer some money from my mobile phone." The police officer looked at He Sicheng suspiciously and said, "You just spent a thousand yuan, why do you want to transfer money again?" "Comrade policeman, I still have a few days to go out, I'm afraid that I won't have money in a few days, and then my mobile phone will run out of battery and I won't be able to transfer the account, thank you, just let me transfer some today!" "Are you sure your mobile phone has power?" "Yes, yes." "Okay, you come with me. ”

The police officer took He Sicheng to another room, opened a wooden cabinet, searched for it, found the pocket containing He Sicheng's belongings, handed it to He Sicheng and said, "Take the mobile phone yourself." He Sicheng finally saw his mobile phone again, and he hurriedly turned it on. After the mobile phone was turned on, there was a "doodoo" ring, and I saw a small circle at the SMS icon and the WeChat icon, which displayed "99+", although He Sicheng really lost his freedom for only a day and a half, but many people must be looking for him through various ways. He felt sad for a while, praying that the fewer people looking for him in the past few days, the better! The police officer kept staring at He Sicheng from the side, He Sicheng dared to make a mistake, and only quickly opened the text message to check, and he saw that several company accounts he cared about had been handled according to the original plan, and he felt a little relieved. The police officer urged next to him: "Hurry up!" and instructed He Sicheng to scan a QR code with his mobile phone, and He Sicheng hurriedly transferred 1,000 yuan to the account designated by the police officer. Seeing that the transfer was completed, the police officer said to He Sicheng: "Turn off the mobile phone and put it back in its place." He Sicheng turned off his mobile phone and turned off all contact with the outside world again.

The police officer took He Sicheng back to the commissary, took away He Sicheng's original note, filled out a 1,000-yuan note and handed it to He Sicheng, and said to the little assistant policeman: "Take them back to the detention room." ”

The little assistant police officer walked back to the No. 8 detention room with nine men, on the way Zhou Jianxin saw his girlfriend Ning Ning who was locked in the No. 2 detention room, the bars failed to stop the young man's love, Ning Ning asked Zhou Jianxin with concern: "Do you still have money?" If not, I have it, you look for me to get it." Zhou Jianxin hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, you save some for yourself, you still have a long time." While walking towards the No. 8 detention room, when he walked to the No. 7 detention room, he saw Mr. Xu lying by the window and greeting He Sicheng: "Mr. He, see you tomorrow and have a good chat." He Sicheng replied: "See you tomorrow, see you tomorrow." ”

Walking into the detention room, He Sicheng generously beckoned everyone to eat what he bought, and everyone was not polite, everyone took what they needed, feasted happily, and eating became a little fun in the boring detention life. Money can also play a role in the detention room, and everyone in the detention room is more polite to He Sicheng. He Sicheng took out the newly bought toothbrush and brushed his teeth well, and the whole mouth seemed to be comfortable.

I let the wind go in the morning, bought things in the afternoon, went out of the detention room twice a day, smoked twice and seemed to make time pass a little faster, and more importantly, I could eat meat at night, except for He Sicheng, everyone's mood was very good. Everyone was chatting warmly, He Sicheng didn't want to speak and couldn't interject, because they were all talking about the feelings of taking heroin and *, He Sicheng sat silently, the more he listened, the more afraid he became!

After a while, the sound of the dining car came from the aisle again, and everyone had been waiting for the meat to come for three days! People stood in a row waiting for the small window to open, He Sicheng was still a little curious in his heart, and wanted to see what the meat that made Ma Cheng's eyes light up as soon as possible looked like. It was He Sicheng's turn, it was also a spoonful of rice, a spoonful of vegetables, He Sicheng saw that it was really meat, the pork belly was cut into the size of a matchbox, and the shallots were boiled. Seeing that everyone was eating very well, He Sicheng opened a bag of mustard and poured half of it into the bowl, and also ate it in a big gulp. The meat really tastes better than the potatoes, although it can be seen that the process of making boiled potatoes and boiled pork belly is exactly the same. He Sicheng thought to himself: The work of the chef in the detention center is very simple, he only needs to make fried rice and boiled vegetables, and he does not have to worry about the dishes and methods every day like his mother and wife Jiayi, because he is afraid that he and his daughter Coco will not be happy, and the love dinner every day numbs He Sicheng's sense of happiness, and it is not until today that He Sicheng understands how happy he was in the original self! The Buddha said: The most precious thing in the world is not "not obtained" nor "lost" but "owned" , He Sicheng, who was holding half a bowl of boiled pork belly in the detention room, felt that what the Buddha said was not bad at all!

It seemed that Wang Yiping still couldn't eat, and he was reluctant to throw away the rare meat, so he put the lunch box in the space under the bed, probably planning to eat it later when he was hungry.