"Concentration camps?" I couldn't help but laugh when I heard Ashraf's words, "The Pakistans also have concentration camps?" Why did they send us there? Just because we fled here from Afghanistan? “

Ashraf shook his head. He said he didn't know, "I just heard my father talk about concentration camps, but I didn't see it myself." But in the stories he told, the camp was a horrible place. ”

"Huh. I don't think we're going to be sent. Rest assured. I shook my head.

Ashraf nodded, and after a moment of silence he looked at me and said, "Where did you learn these skills of fighting and fighting?" “

"The Army... I whispered, I don't know why I thought of a lot of people when I talked about this, and when I thought of them, I suddenly felt ashamed, even guilty. I can't help but wonder if what I'm doing will be a deep disappointment to those who train and nurture me.

"The army? Like the Yankees? Ashraf asked.

"What? Do you want to learn? I asked rhetorically.

Ashraf hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Yes." I don't think I can even protect myself... It used to be my father who took me on the run and told me that I should do this or that. Later, you took me to run... Can I go to the army in the future? ”

I looked at him, and apparently the guy didn't understand what exactly it meant to be a military man. I sighed and said, "If you're interested, I can let you learn this." You don't have to join the army, I don't think your father will let you join any armed group or join the army, right? ”

"Yes. He always told me that war was terrible. Don't use violence and don't take up arms easily. He always told me that people do not come to this world to fight with their own kind, everyone should have a stable and happy life, regardless of rich or poor, the key is peace and tranquility. He said I should have my own life, a happy life. Ashraf said.

"That makes a lot of sense." I nodded, "If you just want to learn something to protect yourself, or experience life, I have a solution." Of course, we'll have to wait until we get out. ”

While Ashraf and I didn't have a word to say, the guide finally woke up. Sadat, father and son, helped him up and sat down against the wall. After waiting for this guy to finally see his surroundings and people clearly, he told us what happened after we left with my watch.

After leaving, he first found his old acquaintance. It seems to me that this old acquaintance is the one who came to Pakistan with the drug traffickers and was in charge of answering in this half. When the man saw the watch, he told him to wait, and his friend would turn it into money, but he was waiting for the military police.

When the military police captured him, his so-called friend identified him as having come from Afghanistan and showed him a watch that would not have been possible in Afghanistan. The military police asked him if he was a member of the TLB. He didn't admit it, but the military police said that his so-called friend had already abandoned the shadows, and had confirmed that the person who had been carrying them here was from TLB.

This frightened him, and he confessed to his companion, our position, under coercion and inducement. He was then brought here, and after being questioned by the four real TLBs, he fainted in the repair process of being punched and kicked by the four men.

I don't blame him for confessing to us. I knew before that as an ordinary ordinary person, I wanted to be unshaken after being charged with a big crime? That's impossible, and if you can do it, then this person is not an ordinary person.

After everyone comforted him a few words, I just lay down. I'm tired and I'm ready for a good night's sleep. I don't know if there is any prison food to eat here, and our dry food and everything have been confiscated. Let's get some rest, maybe you can save some food and make yourself less hungry.

I slept very well, probably because I didn't have to worry about being attacked and was quiet enough. I slept straight into the middle of the night. In the middle of the night, I woke up, and it was pitch black in the prison room, and everyone else was lying on the ground or sitting against the wall to rest, and nothing was heard except snoring. After looking at it twice, I didn't think much about it, and just fell down and went back to sleep.

I don't know how long it took to fall asleep again, and suddenly there was a shaking of the ground. It felt like a car engine was shaking, and I opened my eyes again in a daze, hearing the sound of the doors outside and the loud movement of the diesel engine.

After a while, the door to our prison was suddenly opened. The lights of the car shone in, and several figures walked into the cell. One of them reached out and clicked back and forth on the switch of the wall light, but none of the lights in the cell were turned on.

I sat up from the ground, and Ashraf next to me woke up. He whispered, "Is this someone caught again?" ”

"Maybe..." I whispered back. But it didn't seem like it to me, because although they couldn't see clearly, they didn't seem to be prisoners who had been escorted. After all, if there are prisoners, then these people will not stand so loosely at the moment, and they will definitely surround the prisoner to prevent him from making any drastic movements.

After these people couldn't turn on the light, the person who turned on the light muttered a little angrily, although he couldn't understand the sentence, but from the tone of his voice, he must be whining or scolding.

One of the men ran out quickly, and then ran back a moment later. When he returned, he handed something to the hands of a man outside his cell. The man took it, and all I heard was a click, and a beam of light shot out of the man's hand.

It turned out to be a flashlight. And the light soon shone through, first to Sadat, who was sitting against the wall, and then to Ashraf, and after Ashraf raised his hand to block the dazzling light, the light quickly moved to mine.

After moving to my body, the light quickly moved to my face, and after a moment's pause, the light quickly moved away, and then I heard voices talking outside, and then there was a click, and the cell door opened. Several figures outside, including a man with a flashlight, walked in.

The man with the flashlight quickly walked up to us and stopped, he took the flashlight and looked carefully around the cell, at the guide and Sadat's son, who had not been seen before, and at the puddles of blood on the ground from the previous fight with the four men. Then the man smiled, squatted down with a flashlight, and after smiling, the man spoke...