In the early morning of the third day, when breakfast time had passed, but before it was time to let the wind out, the door of the cell in front of Himar was suddenly opened, and the prison guard returned a pair of jeans and a clean shirt to Himal, and even offered to bring him a basin of water.

This is certainly a good call, and from past experience, as long as his luck is not too bad, he will probably have to say goodbye to the prison around him that is overcrowded with mosquitoes and rats, and sometimes only eats one meal a day.

After changing into clean jeans and a shirt, washing his face with water, and combing his beard on his cheeks, all the decadence had been swept away from the man's body when Shimar walked out of the prison door and straightened his waist against the rising sun.

Led by the prison guards, Shimar walked through the small playground in the middle of the prison with his head held high, waving frequently to the prisons on both sides, and the prisoners in the cells standing in front of the door also smiled at Himar.

As Shimar walked past a solitary cell, he suddenly stopped, and under the vigilant gaze of the two guards, he took a few steps towards the cell door, and spat thick phlegm in the direction of the cell door, and soon, the people in the cell were not to be outdone, and they also gave a mouthful of saliva in return.

Two men who were hostile to each other because of a woman at the beginning, but eventually attracted to each other because they had too many similar qualities in their personalities, and inevitably became friends, looked at each other through an iron gate. There was no need for verbal communication at all, just a look, and they heard each other's voices: "Goodbye, friend!" ”

After taking a deep look at Shi Shaoying again, Himar turned his head and strode towards the prison gate.

Seeing Ximar's back disappear behind the gate, it wasn't until the blue iron door was closed again that Shi Shaoying sat back on the bed, looking at the small cell next to him, he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh in his heart.

Shi Shaoying is not a war correspondent, without the protection of the identity of the "uncrowned king", China does not have an embassy in Somalia, and of course he cannot ask the Chinese government for help through the embassy.

Lying on the bed alone, thinking quietly, it was not until the iron door of the cell was opened that Shi Shaoying suddenly woke up, he looked up at the skylight above his head, it was already noon, and the prison guards brought him food.

Seeing clearly the food on the tray in the prison guard's hand, Shi Shaoying's face couldn't help but show a look of consternation.

Rice that can't even be eaten by a cat, a little pickles, and half a jar of water, that's all there is to it. As for the prison guard who had already become acquainted with Shi Shaoying and established a preliminary friendship, his current face was even more resentful like a cat that had just been abandoned by his master!

Facing Shi Shaoying's surprised gaze, the prison guard hesitated slightly, and finally took out a not too big banana from his pocket and put it on Shi Shaoying's dinner plate.

The treatment has shrunk significantly, and there is no need to ask whether it must be Sikong Bowen's "aid" activities outside that have been suspended.

If you have extra money, you will be enthusiastic about Shi Shaoying, so that Shi Shaoying can enjoy the warmth of being at home; There is no extra money, and there will be no retaliation, just the treatment will be restored, and even a free banana can be given, this prison guard's behavior is really frank and innocent.

As soon as Himar went out, Sikong Bowen's "enthusiasm" for him plummeted, this kind of liking the new and hating the old, this kind of "since ancient times, I only heard the newcomer laugh and heard the old man cry", so that Shi Shaoying couldn't help but pout and whispered a few words.

Situ Bowen is a standard workaholic, like her, a pioneer officer of the "Dead Soldiers' Battalion" who will rush with a microphone wherever a gunshot sounds, once she captures any valuable news clues, she will immediately plunge into it 100 percent, and will give full play to the characteristics of breaking the casserole and asking the end to the end, until the problem is thoroughly dug out. It is pure wishful thinking to expect such a person to take care of three meals a day like a good wife and mother, and to raise him in prison for nothing and fat!

"Perhaps, because Shimar was released as a partner, and with the security guarantee, she can finally launch an in-depth exploration of the pirate station, right?"

Thinking of this, Shi Shaoying finally became relieved. He grabbed the small wooden spoon on the plate, and with only three spoonfuls he ate the rice and pickles on the plate, divided it by two, and put the banana into his stomach.

After eating these cat foods, under the watchful eyes of the prison guards, Shi Shaoying grabbed the second banana given to him by the prison guard, without even peeling the skin, like gnawing a cucumber, he put it into his mouth, and ate it cleanly in a blink of an eye.

In order to reduce the loss of body calories, and in order to prevent himself from being woken up hungry again and again at night, Shi Shaoying spent most of his time like a snake in hibernation, lying quietly on the bed motionless. Even when the wind was blowing, someone walked up to his cell and made all kinds of provocative movements, but he was unmoved, just looking up at the sky outside the iron fence window.

No one knew what was in the sky outside the window that could make Shi Shaoying look so fascinated.

Sunrise, sunset, moon rise, moon set, time is in a calm and nervous waiting, quietly slipping by. Only when the prison guard walked into the cell to deliver food, Shi Shaoying would support his body and look at the tray in the prison guard's hand, he didn't care how bad the food was today, he just wanted to know through the food that Sikong Bowen had returned.

One day, two days, three days......

Seven full days passed, and the food was still a mess, and of course Sikong Bowen did not return.

It was at noon on the seventh day that a pickup truck stopped in front of the prison gate, and soon the door of the single cell where Shi Shaoying lived was opened. Shi Shaoying raised his head, the first thing he saw was the smiling face of the prison guard, he didn't wait for Sikong Bowen, but he unexpectedly waited for the opportunity to get out of prison.

Surrounded by four fully armed soldiers, Shi Shaoying walked slowly, and in the cells he passed along the way, there were people spitting at him everywhere, which formed the most stark contrast with the scene when Ximar walked out of the prison, Shi Shaoying would never doubt that if one day he and these people who spat on him met outside on a narrow road, the other party would definitely raise a gun and beat him into a hornet's nest without hesitation.

Shi Shaoying was then taken to the headquarters building of the Somali National Security Agency, through a long corridor, and finally stood in front of a colonel officer.

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