But why would you do it? Feeling the one hundred and fifty dollars in cash in his pocket, maybe this answer is no longer obvious, he has become a bad guy again, or is he in the company of bad guys? The thought of this made him laugh dumbly, and he took out his cigarette and lit it in his numbness, smoking like a real fool, trying to find a reasonable reason for his sin.

Yes, I don't know what others will think, but why do you want to seek a reasonable reason for sin, this may be completely out of peace of mind, in fact, you can tell yourself that everyone is like this, so that you can perfectly perfunctory the past, but the most hated sentence of yourself, that is, everyone is like this, this must be the most vicious sentence created by the world in order to enslave everyone, obliterating the soul of almost everyone who yearns for beauty.

So I thought, if they don't make mistakes, for example, don't stand in front of the big machine and doze off, so that they can't take pictures? Isn't it great that if you can't take a photo, the squad leader won't blackmail them reasonably? Yes, it must be that they are doing something wrong and that they are just correcting their mistakes.

But is that really the case? Maybe not, but now I copy books in my own numbness, and I still can't enter the world of books, and the enthusiasm for copying books seems to have disappeared to nothing at this moment, once with Yaping, in the workshop where the sound of the machine is always clanging, in the face of the lifeless injection molding machine, in the face of those employees who don't seem to have any life, always thinking about escaping, as long as you escape, you can get free, you can copy books, and get happiness from books.

And now, I am copying books, but why don't I feel the slightest freedom, let alone the slightest happiness, but I am still full of guilt, so I light a cigarette again, yes, now I don't seem to have to worry about cigarettes anymore, because it will become a lot.

……

In the second half of the night, according to the request of the squad leader, he patrolled the workshop again, obviously in the first half of the night, he caught a lot of people, I believe almost all of them understand that they will be caught, right? But there are still a lot of people who sleep in the second half of the night, whether they are standing and dozing, or lying on the ground, or even hiding behind large machines, squatting on the ground and sleeping with their heads in their hands, yes, they don't want to sleep, they are just too tired, it's really like that.

But those who play with their phones can't say anything, are they too tired? No, they just want to play with their phones, it's just that when the madman is patrolling again, when he passes by, someone behind him scolds him for being a dog, and the madman smirks, dog? Yes, he is a dog, a lowly dog, a dog who is doing evil things, but who is not more humble than a dog in this place? It's just that he stubbornly refuses to admit it, it's really inexplicable.

This time the madman took more than a dozen photos, and now he was about to return to the security squad leader to report for duty, but when he passed by a small room, he suddenly saw an aunt looking at her mobile phone and taking pictures directly, the aunt suddenly turned pale, and immediately put her mobile phone in her pocket, and stood in front of the madman with begging: "I'll just look at the time, you just let me go once, right?" ”

The madman was expressionless and was about to say something, and a group of people on the side were talking for the aunt, saying that the aunt had just bought a new mobile phone, just to show off, the aunt couldn't play with the mobile phone or anything, and in this group of people, a very beautiful girl, she had put on makeup, and also said, the madman is too inhumane, everyone is out to work, why do we have to work?

The madman smiled slightly when he heard this, and felt that he seemed to know this girl, so he said, "Are you?" ”

The girl was stunned for a moment, immediately gritted her teeth, and smiled angrily: "You took a photo of me in the morning, causing me to lose a hundred yuan, did you forget?" ”

The madman lowered his head and smiled softly, and whispered directly: "Forget." ”

And the aunt is still begging, and her face is full of strange smiles, is it hatred? Or anger? Or is it helplessness? But no matter what it was, the madman just looked at Auntie, looked at this person who was already almost sixty years old, and said indifferently: "Auntie, I'm not a fool, I had a photo of you in the middle of the night, and I still remember that your phone was white." ”

Auntie was stunned for a moment, and the others were also instantly speechless, yes, these people actually treat the madman as a fool, in fact, for the madman, the most incredible thing about himself is the memory system, who I photographed in the first half of the night, there are only a dozen people, how long has it been, so can I forget it?

At this point, the aunt stopped talking, and the madman did not return to the exit on the first floor, where security checks are required, anyway, the things in the workshop are very valuable, and nothing can be brought out, except for the kind of garbage mobile phone without a camera in the company, no mobile phone is allowed to be brought inside, this is the company's regulations, because the company is afraid that they will take pictures of the product, or even take pictures of the manufacturing process, which is what kind of trade secret.

But a madman can, this is a privilege, you don't even need to be tested when you go out and enter the door, the security guard sitting here is a girl, she is very fat, really fat, incredibly fat, like a hill, but she is not very old, she looks like she is about twenty-three years old, she saw the madman coming out of the workshop, and said directly: "This harvest is not small, right?" ”

The madman just smiled indifferently and immediately realized that this kind of blackmail in disguise was actually known to everyone in the entire security team, so he could only laugh and say that it was okay.

He completely walked out of the workshop, there was a smoking area outside the door, the extremely simple smoking area was a few very bright fluorescent lights above his head, behind the wall was ventilated on three sides, the madman sat here, picked up the mobile phone in his hand, and looked at the photos he had just taken, there were sixteen, were he wondering how many cigarettes these photos could be exchanged for? Or are you wondering how much cash you can get in exchange? Maybe that's not what you're thinking about, right?

It's just that he lit a cigarette in his numbness, and he smoked it, and when a cold wind whistled over, he was so cold that he shivered, and he wanted to shrink into a ball, so he smirked, and then finished smoking the cigarette, and then went to the security guard box at the east gate, at this time the squad leader and his girlfriend were inside, his girlfriend was not very old, she looked like she was seventeen or eighteen years old, and her figure was also very good. That's it, right?

The squad leader just smiled when he saw the madman coming in, and then stretched out his hand, yes, the squad leader wanted the mobile phone in his hand from the madman, and then after the squad leader took the mobile phone, he looked at more than a dozen photos on it, and smiled with satisfaction, but the madman also saw the fine notice on the side of the squad leader's computer.

That's right, these fine notices were printed out by the squad leader, and there was a photo of the section chief on the second floor, he picked it up out of curiosity and looked at it, it said that the section chief took the lead in playing games in the office with his mobile phone during work hours, and was fined two thousand, and he was shocked to see this, because what is the concept of two thousand yuan, and his monthly salary is not so much.

But the squad leader didn't seem to care about all this, and just motioned to the madman to go back to work on the docks, and the madman shook his head and left.

After he returned to the small room on the dock, he continued to copy books, but he looked absent-minded, although the current copying environment is so good, but I really don't know why, I just don't want to copy.

……

When I came home after work at dawn, the air conditioner at home was not turned off, and I was carrying fifteen or sixteen packs of cigarettes in my hand, and then threw these cigarettes on the bed with only a fluffy rabbit and a fluffy brown bear. But you can see the signs that Yaping has moved, yes, Yaping must have been sleeping with a fluffy brown bear last night, and the brown bear seemed to have been flattened by her.

Seeing this, he smirked, and then like a puddle of mud, he lay directly on the bed, as if he could still smell Yaping's body fragrance? No, there was a faint strange smell, he lifted the entire quilt in an instant, and immediately found that there was blood, but not too much, but it was also in this moment, there was an urge to scold his mother, and the endless longing for Yaping immediately turned into anger.

But the blood seems to be dry? No, no, so he started wiping with toilet paper, and after wiping, he took out the hair dryer that blew his hair, which turned on to the hottest second gear, and then there was a burst of blowing, because he didn't want to wash the sheets, because it was too cold in winter, although there was a washing machine, but it was very troublesome, or rather, he didn't want to do anything now, he just wanted to be a lazy dog.

But when I was lying on the bed again, enjoying the extremely warm air conditioning, I suddenly thought of something, so I got up directly, took off my clothes, just wore a pair of underwear, and then put the pen on the desk, and saw the book copied by Ya Ping, Ya Ping is copying "The Origin of Everything", anyway, it doesn't look like the pen is very good, maybe because the pen is loaded with a new nib, which has not been sharpened, and the writing is not very smooth, right?

But anyway, Yaping's handwriting is much more beautiful than before, before she practiced pen writing hard, and then I also saw Yaping's message to herself, which was full of words scolding herself, what a shit, what a bastard or something, in short, a lot, it seems to be more than the part where she copied the book.

But at this moment, the madman found other problems, mainly the placement of brown sugar, the placement of brown sugar has not changed a little, and there is no trace of drinking brown sugar water in the water cup, and then he picked up the thermos, the boiling water in it was still full, and it was not touched at all.

He was immediately angry, because this meant that Yaping didn't drink brown sugar water last night, but just took some sanitary napkins, and the other is that she may not have washed in the morning, otherwise, the hot water should have been passive, and her own towel hanging behind the door should also be wet.