At night, I watched them fall asleep, I could only squat at the foot of the wall in a daze, I have been thinking about how to get out, but the current environment has undoubtedly increased the difficulty of my escape.

I can't get into any of them anymore if I'm not sure, I can't get hurt, and if I get hurt I really can't get out for a short time, and here, the longer I stay, the more dangerous it becomes.

"I ask you, where does the doctrine of the law of the jungle apply?" The captain asked, standing in front of us.

We sat on the ground and thought about it, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"Anywhere!"

I looked at the owner who was speaking, it was Wang Li, and he turned his head and smiled at me.

The captain nodded: "That's right, this word is applicable everywhere, including here, of course!" And even more so on the battlefield of the future! So I don't want to see any of you become food for anyone else! ”

"You're special forces! You should be above the enemy! ”

As he spoke, he began to roar, and a thirty-year-old major stood in front of a group of young men in their twenties and roared.

"Tell me! What are you fighting for! ”

"Fight for the country! Fight for the people! "We shouted slogans that we had shouted countless times, and the sound was deafening.

I fell asleep at the foot of the wall in a daze, and when I woke up, I was woken up by a burst of laughter.

"Hey! Look at our baby, he's literally asleep in the corner. ”

I didn't speak, and sat up.

John walked over: "I thought you'd climb into bed in the middle of the night, the floor doesn't taste good, man." ”

As if to see that I was being honest, this guy let down his guard, walked up to me and half-squatted down: "Maybe there is a way to make you less uncomfortable now, and even, you can join us." ”

I feigned curiosity and asked, "How?" "I was very repulsed by these guys in my heart, but now I have to pretend that I want to join them.

He looked at the iron door and pulled out a very small sealed bag from his pocket, which contained some white crystals, and I could tell at a glance that it was methamphetamine.

I don't know how long he's been hiding, it looks crumpled and a little dirty.

"Put this thing in the pocket of a native and you will leave the rest alone, and as for who, I will tell you, how is it my friend?"

I was thinking wildly, where did this guy's poison come from?

I thought about it for a moment, and then said, "I have to think about this kind of thing." ”

"Oh, of course, I'll wait for your reply tonight." Then he put away the a** and pretended to be friendly and pulled me up from the ground.

At dinner, John asked me to sit with them, because then the natives would not dare to come and ask for trouble.

I seemed to have the illusion of finding a lean on at that moment, but I still kept an eye on it, and this is my principle.

However, later facts also proved what it means to be hypocritical, and in his eyes, I am just a tool that can be tricked.

When I got back to the dormitory, several prison guards walked in, I thought they weren't targeting me, but I was wrong, they came up and gave me an electric baton.

I cried out in pain, I didn't even know what was going on.

Two men pinned me to the ground, and one of them searched over me and pulled out a small bag of familiar lenses, and I stared at it all in disbelief.

"Nope! It's not mine! I was framed! ”

"Shut up! Damn bastards! You're about to be charged with drug trafficking, what else do you have to say! "A prison guard was standing in front of me, and all I could see was his boots.

I yelled, "I was framed!" I was framed! ”

But does it work? No one would believe me, and my strong justification only deepened my suspicion of drug trafficking.

I was set up and handcuffed, and I turned my head to look at John, who had been pretending to be friendly that morning, and saw everyone in the door watching what was going on here with a look of a show.

That small packet of poison is enough to be shot many times in our country, but this country still faces more than 10 years in prison.

I was taken to another small room, where the officer was still the same one, and unlike the interrogation room, there was only a small table and a chair, and the officer was staring at me with a smile on his face, as if to tell me again that he had won the game.

I understood, it turned out that it was all his idea, and he wanted to use it to blackmail me.

I was pinned to a chair.

"Long time no see, man, you're now charged with drug trafficking, and our prison guards have found this on you." His acting skills were great, and he looked completely unaware, and he said that he put the small packet of drugs in front of me.

I said, "Whatever you want to charge me, I'll still say that, don't try to get any information from me." ”

He walked over, put his hands on the table in front of me, and said with a smile, "I can see that you are a smart person, but I feel a little unworthy for you, you know what I have always wanted." ”

I didn't answer him.

He was a little disappointed when he saw this, and then he took out a document and threw it in front of me, with my information on it, and in the name column was the name I told John last night, on the charge of drug trafficking.

A prison guard came up with a clay seal, I knew what they were going to do, and I struggled with my life.

Two prison guards held my hand, one pressed my hand against the ink, and then grabbed my right hand and pressed it hard against the document.

I struggled hard, but the guard didn't fight my strength for a while, and then I was hit with an electric baton.

The officer picked up the document and smiled with satisfaction and then walked up to me and showed it to me: "Now, it's still too late, as long as you say it, I will tear up this document, and I will also guarantee that you will return to your country sooner, otherwise, you will be tried in the court in a few days." ”

I laughed, smirked, and I stuck out my middle finger: "Fuck you!" ”

The officer shook his head, put away the papers, and waved his hand, I was thrown to the dorm room where Murd had been, probably for fear that I would fight the trapped beasts and the group of white merfolk would die.

There were still a few people in this dormitory, and when I came in, they just looked at me, no one spoke, at least no one was bothering me here, and I was lying on the bed, and my heart began to be in turmoil.

What am I going to do? The inmates in this prison don't have much power at all, so I can't get a lawyer, and I can't afford to get a lawyer.

The lawyer from my home country who met me before must have been a great help, so I was not charged with murder, and I knew very well that it was Magpie who helped me again.

But now that I have been secretly charged with such a crime by this guy, I have no way to resist, it seems that I can only wait for the verdict to be pronounced in a few days, and then I will be sent to the real prison, and I am absolutely convinced that my life will not be easy when I arrive in that prison.

Until he gets the information he wants from me, I can only make sure that I won't be killed, and if I say it, not only will the mission fail, but I may also be killed at any time, and I will never go back to believe the low-level lie that I should go home sooner.

I thought of what Wang Li said, the weak eat the strong, and sure enough, it is very applicable there.