This tiny sewing needle was secretly hidden in the workshop before leaving.

And it was taken by someone else's seat.

Lin Tian didn't believe it, he lost an embroidery needle, and they could know it?

He took the needle out of his mouth and plunged it into the skin tissue of the palm of his right hand.

Lin Tian used to do this kind of thing, and ordinary people couldn't see the clues.

At the age of fourteen, he learned from a veteran thief on the street how to open a door and pick a lock with wire, a steel needle, and even a string for the price of a bottle of red wine.

Apply what you have learned, and then improve it after you have learned it.

Now he may be several times stronger than that drunkard thief in terms of technology.

When Harcre grabbed him with handcuffs, his backhand was untied by Lin Tian, which can be seen from this.

This small sewing needle may be of great use at critical moments.

Lin Tian's stomach was actually not uncomfortable.

He came to the toilet just to hide the needle, and there was a monitor in the cell, so he had to be careful.

After staying in the toilet for a while, I took out a few tissues, wiped my hands, threw them in the toilet, and flushed them with water.

When he came out to the door of the toilet, he came to the sink, pretended to have just finished going to the toilet, and washed his hands carefully.

In the cell, the bald head's words came to his ears.

"The dishes at noon, a few of you, remember to help me spread them evenly."

Talking about money.

Thin bamboo pole, black dog, Xiaojie immediately quit.

"Why, it's you who pick up the wind and wash the dust for Brother Tian, why do you want us to pay for it?"

Thin bamboo pole talking.

"Why?"

The bald head seems to be a little angry.

"You are quicker than I am, and you eat more than I do.

He's serving vegetables and running errands are all Lao Tzu, and he eats a big intestine!

If you have the ability to spit out the lunch food, I will pay for it alone.

Otherwise, flatten! “

The thin bamboo poles were quite speechless.

Xiaojie said tentatively: "Is it okay to pull it out?" ”

"Get out!"

The bald head directly hit him on the head with a violent shudder.

"This matter is non-negotiable, spread evenly!"

"Pick!"

A few people cursed secretly in their hearts, so they had to pinch their noses and admit it.

Who called the bald head the bearer of this cell?

I can't beat it.

Gotta give some face...

…

Lin Tian pretended not to hear, walked out of the toilet, picked up a change of clothes and soap by himself, and smiled at the bald people: "Brother die, do you want to take a bath together?" ”

In the prison cell, there are always only a few things that can be done.

Going to the toilet, taking a bath, smoking, playing cards, reading novels, being in a daze, sleeping...

Or bully Dumbtooth and that goblin, tell them to massage, pinch their legs or something.

Other than that, there's just endless boredom.

After taking a shower, I lay on the bed and read a novel, and then moved my body in the cell, and finally gaged with a few bald people, and made trouble for a while.

Lin Tian's relationship with the other people in the cell was a little better than yesterday.

The bald head and the rest of the people were noticeably more friendly to him, and no longer the one-sided hypocrisy.

It is likely that today in the factory, the fate of the thin and tall man shocked them.

After all, the truth that the strong are kings is the truth everywhere.

Besides, Lin Tian is good-looking, speaks well, and most importantly, he is not bad for money.

Such a person is not badly popular.

…

Time passed quickly, the piercing bell rang, and everyone in the cell tacitly climbed into their bunks.

Lin Tian learned to be obedient this time, lay down early, and forced himself to close his eyes.

Otherwise, waiting for the bald head and the black dog to fall asleep, and then making that very rhythmic purring sound, it will definitely drive him crazy.

Unfortunately, I woke up in the middle of the night.

Facing the bald head and the black dog is extremely rhythmic, coming and going, and purring in a long nasal voice.

He fell to his knees completely.

No matter how you hold your breath and concentrate, cover your ears with your hands, cover your head with a pillow, and finally simply burrow into the quilt...

But the snoring sound is like a magic sound, piercing through the quilt, everywhere.

In the end, he could only sit on the bed in despair, his eyes blank.

--Idle

I'm sleepy, but I can't sleep, and this feeling is very devastating.

He suddenly remembered Ji Jianxiong, the speaker of the D area.

This guy can walk on the ground in the tear gas, and he looks calm.

Patience and willpower are terrible.

In this regard, I am still too bad.

If I had half of Ji Jianxiong's concentration, I wouldn't be in a daze here now...

In the darkness of the night, everyone was asleep.

Lin Tian was very puzzled in his heart, the bald head and the black dog, the two bastards, were snoring so perverted, they were actually sleeping?

It's all heartless guys...

With the help of the toilet light, Lin Tian's gaze fell on the bald face, and suddenly showed a wicked smile...

If you don't let me get better, then I'll you...

On the left of the bald head is Lin Tian, on the right is the thin bamboo pole, and then on the black dog, Xiaojie...

Lin Tian felt bad water in his heart, secretly crawled to the bald head, propped himself up, and carefully placed the thin bamboo pole's hand on the bald face.

Then he sighed into his palm.

A slap on the bald skull.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound echoed throughout the cell.

Lin Tian instantly got into the quilt and hid in it and smiled unkindly.

Something I wanted to do last night.

I can't help but do it today...

Refreshing!

Moments later, the bald man's fury resounded throughout the cell.

"Who the slaps me!"

In the dark, the bald head sat up, rubbing his high swollen forehead, how ugly his face was.

A hand, sliding down his body.

By the light of the toilet, his attention fell on this hand.

His eyes were full of violence.

"Skinny--bamboo--pole!"

The bald head gritted his teeth, raised his slap and slapped it on the thin bamboo pole's face without saying a word.

"Smack!"

The sound was louder and clearer than Lin Tian's.

"Whew..."

With the wail of the thin bamboo pole, the entire cell was sober.

"What's the situation?"

"What's going on?"

Those who were woken up by the wailing were a little confused.

Lin Tian also pretended to yawn, rubbed his eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "What kind of noise in the middle of the night, I don't let people sleep." ”

The bald head covered his forehead, pointed to the thin bamboo pole that woke up from his sleep and almost shed tears in pain: "What a good thing you did!" ”

Thin bamboo pole said aggrievedly: "What did I do, Brother Guang..."

"Still pretending!"

The bald head raised his slap and was about to give him another slap.

Lin Tian hurriedly became a good person.

"Brother Guang, Brother Guang, is there anything to talk about tomorrow? Brothers are sleeping, don't disturb others. ”

The bald head thought about it, Lin Tian's words were reasonable, pointed at the thin bamboo pole with his finger, and said a cruel word.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow."

The skinny bamboo pole is really about to cry.

"What the hell happened to me, I didn't do anything."

was slapped for no reason, and was hated by the bald head for no reason, he was really wronged.

Lin Tian comforted on the side: "It's okay, it's okay, maybe I'm sleepy, everyone go to sleep, and we have to work and reform tomorrow..."

After such a fuss, everyone's hearts were full of suspicions, they didn't know what was going on, and they naturally couldn't sleep for a while.

Lin Tian, who had achieved his goal, hid in the quilt, covered his stomach and entered Mengxiang with a smile...

Today... I'm sure I'll have a sweet dream...