Chapter 22: The Lost Tracker
David also became particularly sensitive, smiling on his face and squinting at his big mouth. The big mouth smiled briefly, and then put away the look and looked at David coldly.
Thinking about it, Big Mouth didn't say anything, and he didn't move his hands and feet, just with a smile, he couldn't grasp any handles, Dawei hesitated for a while, and finally took his men away.
When there were no outsiders in the room, I pulled my big mouth aside and asked him, "Why are you smiling?" ”
The big mouth shrugged his shoulders and said that there was no reason, it was just an occasional rise. I thought to myself, can I believe his nonsense? Otherwise, there are so many ways to laugh, and he is not Monla Lisa, why is he laughing so mysteriously?
I shook my head in disbelief. The big mouth had no choice but to explain one more sentence, saying that he was very unhappy when he saw David just now, why could he show a high-minded appearance to damage us? Can't we resist? And he assured me that David would definitely think more about it when he went back and understand his mysterious way of laughing.
I finally understood, and the glimmer of hope that I still had in my heart was shattered. How big is my heart? He was just like a child, angry with Dawei!
But it was purely an epiphany, and I remembered one more thing, and looked at the big mouth and smiled.
This made the big mouth stunned and asked me if I was learning from him? Also stressed that it's not fun!
I patted him on the stomach and whispered a reminder, "You forgot? What if you did eat the tracker! ”
The big mouth blinked and blinked, and it also reacted. Then he laughed from the bottom of his heart and said to me, "Look! Tsk, what a visionary we are! ”
I said pull it down, but I put down the gossip again, and let the big mouth quickly squat on the barrel to see if I could pull the tracker out.
What I think is that the tracker is so small that it can be safed anywhere in this wooden house. And it won't be too long, the police will definitely find it.
Bigmouth wanted to hear me, but after a few steps to the barrel, he stopped again and pulled out a memory.
I don't know what's wrong with him, but I can understand it. Pooping is not peeing, and it is impossible to say that you can pull if you want to.
I leaned over and gave him a few words of encouragement. Unexpectedly, the big mouth waved his hand and interjected, "Circle, I used to go to the hospital to listen to a lecture on the male prostate, and there was a vaginal levator anal exercise, maybe I use it now." ”
I don't understand it at all, and the prostate doesn't care about bowel movements, so what is the levator anal exercise?
I asked. Big Mouth explained, "Let's talk about women first, when you usually pee, you can stop a few times in the middle, and over time, you can keep it very elastic, and for the old man, usually shrink the rod more, and then shrink the anus or something, which can prevent prostatic hyperplasia and constipation, so you know." ”
Speaking of which, the big mouth expression changed slightly. I vaguely guessed what the big mouth was doing, and I felt nauseous at this moment.
I said in my heart that it was a miracle that Big Mouth was able to survive from a small fight, and even become a policeman. And he listened to that lecture, probably like a small street flyer, and its credibility was doubtful.
I persuaded him not to shrink any more chrysanthemums, should the diaphragm be restricted? The big mouth didn't listen to me, and deliberately walked away a few words, and began to continue to do the.
I was too lazy to take care of it, and we were in danger, so I was depressed, so I sat alone on the hay shop for a while.
The big mouth is quite addictive, and I ended up pouting on the ground.
After a short time, the door of the hut was opened, and a bearded man stood with a plate in his hand.
I found it strange too, and when he saw Big Mouth make such a strange gesture, he was stunned, and even his beard shook a little.
He couldn't figure it out, so he simply asked me in a southern accent, "Hey, what is that old pretty boy doing?" ”
I waved my hand and said it was okay, and I was quite hungry, so I didn't wait for a big mouth, and walked over to the mustache first.
I looked at the meal. Four vegetables and one meat, two soups and two rice. Actually, it's not bad, David didn't treat us both badly.
And since David said not to kill us, I didn't worry too much about life and death for a while. But I consider that he is a big smuggler, and he has so much money in his hands, why not kill him at this time?
I deliberately sank my face, pointed to these meals, and said nonsense, "Brother, it's too much, right?" Just let us both eat this? Kidding the feathers? Just a plate of meat, is it enough to eat? Well? ”
Bazi Hu is also a stubborn master at first glance, and his face sank.
But I'm really not afraid of him, and emphasized, "We are all reasonable people, you go back and talk to David, if you still search us like this?" My brother and I may not be as cooperative as they are now, if you don't get it right, you will make a fool of yourself, and before you go out on the high seas, you will stop pointing and stopping. ”
The mustache took out a look of thinking. But he didn't rush to reply, put down the plate and left.
I didn't think much of this guy, and after taking the plate, I went back to the hay shop to eat.
When I looked back, I found that Big Mouth hadn't moved yet, and was lying on the ground. I shouted to him, "Don't shrink his grandmother, come on, eat more." ”
It can be seen that it is quite uncomfortable to have a big mouth for a long time. He listened to me and came over.
But this kid changed his routine again, asking me to eat less, and he ate more, so that his stomach could support and push the poop out.
I said to myself that before this kid didn't get the tracker out, did he always enjoy the treatment of a national treasure in front of me?
But it worked. I barely ate much, and it didn't take long for him to feel it.
He crouched on the barrel and poofed. I am reminded of an old saying, people who eat and drink fat, stinks. This should be said even more on the big mouth, which smoked me so much that I could not escape from the cabin.
I had no tricks, so I had to find a corner and try to avoid the big mouth.
After the big mouth was finished, I picked up the chopsticks used for eating, and I couldn't imagine the next picture, so I simply closed my eyes.
Soon, the big mouth shouted. When I opened my eyes again, I saw him holding a dirty tracker with chopsticks.
I was very happy for a while, and I didn't care whether it was dirty or not, so I grabbed a large handful of hay and brought it to the big mouth.
Big Mouth wanted me to wipe the tracker clean, but I definitely disagreed, telling him, "Whoever gets dirty is responsible." ”
The big mouth kneaded the tracker with hay. But coincidentally, there was movement at the door at this time, and it seemed that someone was going to come in.
We were afraid that the tracker would be exposed, so Big Mouth hurriedly skimmed the tracker at the haystack. When the door opened, the mustache appeared in front of us.
At this time, Dazui and I were both standing by the toilet, Dazui was still holding chopsticks in his hand, and the chopsticks were ......
The eight-character beard looked at the big mouth and was stunned again. The big mouth definitely wanted to deliberately disgust the mustache, and made up a sentence, "Hey...... The food was so light that I felt sick to my stomach after eating, and I wanted to get some spices......"
The beard's face changed again, and even his throat moved, and he couldn't see that he was far from vomiting.
He hurriedly rushed over, packed up the plate and walked out, not even the chopsticks in the big mouth's hand, and even the moment he served the plate, he was a little hesitant and didn't want to touch the plate.
When the door closed again, Big Mouth and I smiled at each other, and Big Mouth threw the dirty chopsticks into the barrel.
The two of us sat back down on the hay bunk and discussed quietly.
I had a concern, and I said to Big Mouth, "It seems that Dawei will not stay in this hidden cave for long, if they evacuate before the police arrive, or even flee to the high seas, won't our plan be in vain?" ”
Big Mouth nodded in agreement. I added, "We have to find a way to hold them back, at least until the police." ”
Big Mouth sighed bitterly this time, saying that it was difficult to do. Because if we want to delay, either David's ship will break down, or an important person will leave the ship suddenly, or there will be a storm at sea, but these are not things that the two prisoners can influence.
I listened and thought about it, and sighed in the absence of a good solution.
And it didn't take long for the mustache to return. He came in with a pair of gloves and headed straight for the barrel.
He took the barrel out and soon brought in a new one. I wondered what he was doing so diligently, so I asked.
The mustache stared at the big mouth very sensitively, and said fuck, the shit stinks to death, and he is next door, and he is also smoked!
The big-mouthed eyes are round, and they want to theorize with the eight-character beard. I pulled him down. The mustache took advantage of the time and walked away.
The big mouth said to me angrily, "This bastard dares to insult me." ”
I said to my face, "Forget it!" But I thought so in my heart, and I didn't say anything wrong!
The two of us continued to rest, but I didn't know what was going on, my stomach was uncomfortable, and I wanted to squat in the tuba.
I said a word to the big mouth, got up and walked to the barrel.
Of course, I have a habit of squatting in public, and I must wipe the toilet first, otherwise I will feel upset.
Now that there was no paper in the house, I dragged a handful of hay.
I rubbed it so carefully that I even took the edge of the barrel mouth with me, which also made me stumble upon a black protrusion under the barrel wall on the other side of the wall.
My heart says what is this? I didn't wipe it anymore, so I took a closer look.
I found it to be very similar to the small tracker we used. I chuckled inwardly.
Seeing that I was half-hunched over, as if studying the "toilet", the big mouth laughed and asked me, "What are you doing?" ”
I quickly turned around, silently shushed him, and waved his hand for him to come and take a look.
Bigmouth walked over curiously, and when he saw the bulge, his mouth was wide open, as if he was about to say something.
I immediately covered his mouth, looked at the door, and when I was sure that no one was there, I took him to a corner.
I whispered to him, "Brother Zui, have you seen it all?" ”
Big Mouth hummed softly and replied, "Fuck, where did this tracker come from?" Could it be that David put it on? ”
What kind of tracker do I have in my heart? Is David Biao or stupid? Have nothing to do to eat and support, and locate your own smuggling ship?
I analyzed, "This is most likely a bugger!" It seems that David has never forgotten your smirk! ”
Big Mouth thought about it, and he was sure that he was right. But he didn't think too much about it, and he was worried, saying that there was this thing in the house, and it was inconvenient for us to talk.
I took the opposite attitude and told him, "We were thinking about how to delay David's escape, but now that this bugging device is here, this is done!" ”