Before he was completely sure, Mu Ge didn't want to practice with his roommate. After all, this is a move on the consciousness of others, and Mu Ge is afraid that there will be some unexpected consequences. So I endured it all the time. After all, his spatial perception is much stronger than ordinary people's mental power, so he can't be cautious!

On this day, a new member entered cell 10. Liu Guan had greeted Mu Ge in advance, this was a drug addict. There is no way, cell 10 cannot be left alone forever. Although I have had a physical examination, there is no infectious disease. But looking at the drug addiction of these people collected by Xiao Ai. The people of Mu Ge are still worried in their hearts.

"Brother Gluttony, what should he do if he is addicted to drugs, will he not go crazy in the room?"

"Probably not, the infirmary prescribes drugs for them to detoxify. It seems that as long as you keep taking drugs, you won't commit it. Just be careful. ”

Mu Ge comforted the six sons, but he was also comforting himself. Although he grew up in an orphanage, the environment in which Mu Ge grew up was relatively healthy. I've never been exposed to this mess.

At this time, Liu Guanjiao brought people over. Nodding his head, he said a few words to Mu Ge and turned his head and left.

This guy is very skinny. The skin is sallow, sallow and sallow all over the body, feeling neither lustrous nor elastic, and hangs loosely on the body. The hands and arms were covered with countless scars from cigarette butts, and the people who watched them were shocked.

Mu Gewei took a deep breath and took a step.

"My name is Mu Ge and I am the leader of the tenth group, please introduce yourself so that everyone can understand you. ”

The guy who came in looked up and observed the environment in Mu Ge and the cell. "Zheng Tengfei 16, nicknamed cigarette butt, was arrested because he was addicted to drugs and had no money, so he had to rob him. ”

"Okay, when you come to our cell ten, you have to follow the rules here. This is the detention center's management regulations, and you must memorize them within two days. If you are spot-checked, you can't memorize it. Meals are halved. And you can only do this one thing from morning till night until you are cooked......"

Mu Ge skillfully introduced all the precautions and rules of life to the cigarette butts. Cigarette butts are obviously not the first time they have been in such a place. Needless to say, the routine is very familiar.

Pack all your belongings. The cigarette butt bowed slightly to Mu Ge, and sat back on his bedside honestly. There with blank eyes. Mu Ge shook his head and didn't care about him anymore, it was estimated that he might not be used to it when he first came.

During the lunch break, Mu Ge had another two hours of hypnosis training. It's a pity that it can't be practiced, and it's a bit of a piece of paper. In the afternoon, the traditional chorus of revolutionary songs remained. Mu Ge led everyone in front and roared desperately. Only then do they have the right to make loud noises.

Halfway through the song, the cigarette butt suddenly stood up, shook twice, and fell down. Then he was sifting through chaff and convulsing. The white eyes rolled and the mouth spat out white foam, and with the twisting of the cigarette butt, the paste was everywhere. It felt horrible and disgusting.

Mu Ge ordered the people to carry the cigarette butts back to the bed. Prepare yourself to go to the infirmary to find a doctor. But the few people who had just passed by were immediately kicked aside by cigarette butts. This guy usually looks sick with a dry face, but this drug addiction has fallen into madness, and he is as powerful as a cow.

Mu Ge was worried that the cigarette butt would hit the corner of the bed or something if it continued like this, and hurt himself. Without much thought, he rushed up and rode on the cigarette butt, clamped his arms and pressed him to the ground.

"Quilt, quick! bring it up and roll it up!" Mu Ge shouted to the crowd as he pressed the cigarette butt. At this time, everyone came to their senses and pulled the quilt of cigarette butts with all their hands and feet. Assist Mu Ge to wrap the cigarette butt, pick it up and put it on the bed. Look at the cigarette butt that is "cocooned" and foaming at the mouth. Everyone suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of joy, but it was full of weirdness.

Obviously, the people in the monitoring room noticed the anomaly here at the first time. Immediately the doctor from the infirmary ran in. Everyone helped the doctor to take out one of the arms of the cigarette butt. I don't know what kind of medicine I injected into the cigarette butt, and it took me a long time to toss the cigarette butt before it slowly quieted down and fell asleep deeply.

"Hey, I'm not old, but I'm so addicted to drugs. Commonly used antidote drugs have little effect on it. You all have to take this as a warning! This is a living example. It's still a child, and this life is ruined!" The doctor sighed and said a few more words to Mu Ge before turning and leaving.

"Heaven is forgiving, but you can't live!" Mu Ge looked at the cigarette butt on the bed like a dead dog, and suddenly remembered this sentence in his heart.

But shaking his head and turning around, Mu Ge saw the six sons next to him. sighed. Sometimes Mu Ge feels that compared to some of the children here, the environment in which he grew up is like a greenhouse. For some children, there are not many roads in front of them, or even no choice at all. If the cigarette butt had been reincarnated in a wealthy family, would he still be what he is now? If he had grown up in the environment where the cigarette butt had grown, what would he have been like?

"Xiao Ai, can we help him?"

Xiao Ai and Mu Ge have the same heart. I can understand how Mu Ge feels now. "It's not possible to develop drugs in our current environment. We can only see if spatial perception and hypnosis help him. ”

Mu Ge nodded, reaching out and putting his hand on the top of the cigarette butt. My perception is not strong, and if you want to penetrate the body, you can only stick it and try it. Sure enough, you can vaguely see the meridians in the cigarette butt's body. Although the clarity is far worse than my own internal vision. But a rough examination should be sufficient.

Mu Ge thought it was amazing. With the movement of the palm. It's like doing a CT on a cigarette butt. Even the bones and internal organs can be hazy and felt. Perhaps with the increasing strength of his own perception, he can see through the person on the other side without even direct contact in the future.

Looking at the meridians blocked by cigarette butts. Mu Ge's head was big for a while. It's a young man, still in the stage of growth and development. If only this meridian had grown on a middle-aged man. It is possible to lose air at any time. Traditional Chinese medicine speaks of everything. One can imagine how much damage the meridian stasis can do to a person's body. Fortunately, I can see the meridians through my perception. At present, there are no medical devices in the world that can sense the meridians, let alone treat them.

"I think you can try to use your senses to help him unblock the blocked meridians. If it has an effect, it will be of great benefit to the improvement of his entire physical fitness. Xiao Ai put forward his own suggestions in real time.

Mu Ge nodded in agreement. But even if you want to try to help the cigarette butt unblock, you have to wait until you have enough energy. Mu Ge planned to wait for the cigarette butt to wake up and talk to him.

"Hypnosis is to help him get rid of his dependence on drugs through psychological suggestion, right?"

"Yes, you've simulated the operation many times in your head. If it can be successful, it will be a good exercise for you, and it will also be of great benefit to him. This is a quick way to get rid of addiction and has no side effects. ”

"That being said, I really haven't practiced it. When he wakes up, I'll ask for his opinion!"

The cigarette butt fell asleep until dinner. Mu Ge specially ate more for dinner and stored enough energy. At about eight o'clock in the evening, the cigarette butt finally sat up dizzily. It was wet, as if it had been washed.

"Let's go take a shower, I have food in the cabinet, you can take it casually. Come to me when you're ready, and we'll talk. Mu Ge said as he pointed to the pile of beef jerky and chocolate in his storage compartment.

The cigarette butt hesitated, but didn't say anything. I got up and got two pieces of chocolate, and after three bites, I took a shower. Mu Ge looked at the thin back of the cigarette butt and shook his head helplessly.

"Brother Gluttony, look at what they all call you. The cigarette butt shook weakly, and he stood honestly in front of Mu Ge.

"Yes, you can call me that from now on. I just want to find out how you got your addiction? Mu Ge said and patted the edge of the bed next to him.

Cigarette butt sat down. His eyes were empty, as if he was reminiscing and thinking about something else. Look at the fingers rubbing the cigarette butts. Mu Ge knew that this guy was addicted to smoking. The prison area is non-smoking. There are no cigarettes sold in the commissary. Relatives and friends who came to visit and sent cigarettes were either persuaded to return them or forced to store them and return them to you when you left.

"Cigarette butts!" Mu Ge said with a slight sense of perception. Some hypnotic techniques were also used.

The cigarette butt suddenly felt his soul tremble in a trance. The white light flashed in front of him, and his mind cleared up a lot.

"What are you doing? There was majesty in Mu Ge's tone. Controlling the thoughts of the cigarette butt, lest he be controlled by the addiction again.

"It's nothing, my parents have been on drugs for as long as I can remember. Staying in that environment every day, I naturally became addicted to drugs. Everything was sold for the purchase of drugs. Then my dad died, and my mom became the walking dead. At this point, I'm not sad at all. I have no feelings for them, only hatred. They have either beaten or scolded me since I was a child. Sometimes when I get addicted to drugs or something that doesn't go our way, I often burn me with cigarette butts. ”

"I was ten years old. Then I ran away from home and never went back. I don't know if my mom is dead or alive now. Cigarette Butt said calmly, in a cold tone, as if talking about someone else's business.

"In order to stay alive, I rummaged through the garbage heap to eat. Pick up rags everywhere and sell them. Later, he began to steal and rob. Anyway, all the money I got was used to buy drugs and cigarettes, except for stuttering. Later, when I got acquainted with drug dealers, I helped them test drugs. Let's see if it's enough to eat the dead. I don't care, it's nice for me to be able to take drugs for free. ”

"That's it, I've tried everything new. Several times I almost died. Fortunately, I was stubborn and survived again and again. I don't know how many times I've been to places like this. I also quit compulsory drug rehabilitation many times. It turned out that because of his young age, he couldn't be convicted, so he was arrested and released again two days later. I was caught here this time. ”

After the cigarette butt finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He was surprised that he could say such a big thing in such an orderly manner today. And not a single yawn.