Chapter 238: People sit at home, and pots come from heaven
"You haven't answered my question yet." The inspector said impatiently, not believing what the alien had just said, "It tastes great."
"Let's go!" Liu Han said loudly, "Let's go!" I don't have much more to say. Liu Han threw down his sheets, sat back down in his old place, and went on with his calculations.
"Just now... Did you hear what he said? The inspector had just exited the cell door and whispered to the warden.
The warden said, "I heard you clearly, he said he had nothing more to say. Look, he said there was nothing more to say, there was nothing to say, we couldn't ask yet. This is the ceiling as a prisoner, how can this be to go to prison, it is clear that we are here to be an uncle, we don't dare to be angry, and we can treat each other politely. β
The inspector frowned and shook his head: "It's not like this, I seem... Did he say ... I seem to hear ... Elixir of immortality? He's working on an elixir?! β
"He's really γγγγγγ Deduction of the elixir of immortality... Formulation? The inspector looked at Liu Han's back playfully.
"Who knows!." The warden replied. They walked out, and the jailer locked the door behind them.
"What are you thinking?" The inspector saw the warden's distracted expression and couldn't help but ask him why.
"I'm wondering," replied the warden, waving his hand to let the jailer who was with him leave, "First of all, why would an alien be put in a prison like ours, you know, we are mainly holding people with ideological problems here, and we have no reason to ask for an alienγγγγγγ Is there really such a thing as a 'universal truth'? And this truth is precisely grasped by us? I've heard that there are quite a few aliens on our planet. Still, the warden voiced his concerns.
The inspector did not seem to heed the warden, for his answer was clearly incorrect: "All that you have achieved is something that you have achieved with much effort and by your talents." It may not work out. Excess energy can lead to a flood.
To develop the mystical wisdom of mankind, it is necessary to go through setbacks or misfortunes, and to detonate gunpowder requires pressure.
Life in captivity concentrates all the scattered floating faculties of man into a single focus. In a narrow space, they are in close contact, and you know, the clouds thrust each other and generate electricity, and electricity generates sparks, and fire produces light. β
"No, sir, I have to admit my ignorance," said the warden, who regretted his ignorance, "and what you say sounds to me like a book from heaven, and you are so learned and so talented. β
The patrol smiled and said, "You don't understand either?" β
The warden shook his head, not knowing how to answer, should I understand or not: "Me? β
"Actually," whispered the inspector into the warden's ear, "I don't understand either." Seeing that the warden looked at him in astonishment, the inspector continued: "What clouds frustrate each other and generate electricity, and from electricity sparks, and from fire flowers grow into light. I don't know that. All I know is that chickens lay eggs, and eggs lay chickens. Chickens can eat it, and so can eggs. Chicken and eggs are better stewed together. β
"Hehe" The warden had to barely squeeze out some smiles, I don't know why this inspector judged the two of them before and after, and smiled awkwardly: "Sir, it's really humorous. β
"I'm a humorous fart, it's those guys who insist that I memorize these words and memorize them smoothly. No matter who you meet, if it's the same level, you can tell them a back, and if you meet a mud leg, ask them how they eat and drink. He also said that if you go to someone else's house, regardless of the three, seven, twenty-one, you will lift the lid of the pot, and then say, 'Okay, it's good to be full!' The inspector ignored the warden who was so surprised that his eyes were about to turn out, and he talked freely, as if he had finally met a close friend.
"That... If you meet your superiors... This? "The warden had no choice but to play himself as a comedian.
"Superior?" The inspector looked at the warden with an idiot's eye, "yes, I seem to be your superior, right?" I almost forgot about this! Let's go to your house! "When the inspector stood up, he was going to pull the warden outside.
"Go... My home... Why? The warden looked at the enthusiastic inspector and didn't understand.
"Lift the lid of the pot... The inspector rubbed his hands excitedly, "You have a pot lid at home... I haven't lifted it for a long time, and my hands are itchy. No, I have to go to your house today and lift the lid of the pot, otherwise, Lao Tzu won't be able to sleep tonight. β
"Mr. Inspector, we have two people here, or two cases, one is living in hell in prison, and the other is like living in heaven, so you are not interested at all?" The warden accompanied him and said to the inspector, "These two cases, no matter how different they may be, reveal the same mystery in them, that is, they both have no case records, and they are both related to one thing--- aliens. β
The inspector crossed his shoulders, stroked his chin with one hand, and said, "Go to the alien's house to lift the lid of the pot?" I really didn't think about it, it's a bit difficult."
The warden hurriedly said, "Don't, we have aliens here, let's go to his house and lift the lid of his pot." β
"He's γγγγγγ" The inspector deliberately pondered for a moment and said: "I don't dare to go, do you think, if you open it and a big worm appears inside, you must not scare people to death, even if there is no big worm and a pot of human meat buns appears, what should we do?" Let's go to your house, I'm still interested in your pot lid. β
Finally, in a hurry, the warden jumped up: "You can't come to my house!" β
"Why?"
"Why... Why... Ah, by the way, my pot doesn't have a lid, it will disappoint my husband. β
"There's no lid... This one... It's easy to do! I bring my own lid. β
"Then you can't go!"
"And why?"
"My home, my home... Poor, too poor. β
The inspector looked at him playfully and said, "Poor? How poor you are, wouldn't your family live by drinking soy sauce? β
"Drink soy sauce? No, no, no, my family can't even afford soy sauce. Don't hide it from Mr.,My family of four,My father,My mother,Me and my daughter-in-law,Just a set of clothes,Whoever goes out wears,Todayγγγ It just so happened that I was out at work. β
The inspector frowned, "What do you mean... β
"Yes." The warden grimaced and nodded vigorously.
"I mean...
"Yes, as Mr. thought of ... . . .
"Do you know what I'm thinking?"
"I should..." The warden was about to say, 'Of course I know what you're thinking,' but as soon as the words reached his mouth, a sudden stir suddenly aroused and quickly denied it: "No, no, no, it's not what you think." β
"Hahaha" The inspector still couldn't hold back, and laughed, "Is it in the end... β
"The gentleman smiled."
"See laughing, laughing, I can only laugh when I see it, and you won't let me see it, I laugh a lot. It's really yours, what do you think, your own father, your own mother. His daughter-in-law, the three of them are naked at home. Even if you are poor, you can't be so poor that you are as shocking as you say, no, it should be fragrant and refined, and you are also a national civil servant. I don't even want to lose face. The inspector walked left and right for a week, "You go and arrange it, call me when it's arranged, I have to find a place to squint for a while"
Cold sweat seeped from the warden's forehead, and his eyes were full of fear: "Arrangement? Arrange what?! β
"Don't play stupid anymore, I know your little better than I know my fingers," the inspector replied to him lightly.
"Sir, you can spare me, I can't afford to offend that person." The warden's body shook a little, and he almost collapsed on the ground.
The inspector held him up and said with a smile: "Don't lie here, it's still cold on the ground." β
Under strong pressure, the warden still collapsed: "Anas... He is Anas. β
"Anas? Is he famous or powerful? The patrol opened his eyes slightly, the name was still unfamiliar.
The warden said, "He is the Archmage's personal bodyguard. β
"Oh?" The inspector straightened up, he was still very interested in this person's identity, "Archmage's personal guard? It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. β
The warden pondered for a moment, knowing that it was the patrol who was angry about the person who ran out just now, and finally said: "That's the case: I won't say much about this alien named Liu Han, because I don't know more than you know, I'll talk about the 9527 pair, the guy who knelt on the ground and cried and wiped his tears, and the guy who made you linger."
And, of course, myself. I guess your intention to come here this time must be me, right? For that alien, he just wanted to satisfy his inner curiosity. β
The inspector thought to himself that this guy still had some bits, and before he came here, he knew something about this warden, this warden, who was originally the life assistant of the 'archmage'; although he did not have any glamorous titles, he was a character that everyone envied, whether it was a high-ranking official or a wealthy person, they were all proud to be his guests.
I don't know what the reason is, this character who originally called for wind and rain suddenly fell from the sky to hell and became an insignificant warden, and he was really a little overwhelmed for a while, so he had to say: "My friend, human life is too short to experience too many important events." There are some things that only need to be experienced once in life, and it is not a waste of life. β
"This is a great catastrophe," said the warden, apparently not hearing the inspector's words, "and everyone deserves this catastrophe, and as you know, our planet is in the grip of a thermonuclear war like never before, and I would love to find out who caused us the pain." β
"Attention, my friend," exclaimed the inspector, "it is now rumored that there is a nasty dung digger who, cynically using his identity as a manure digger, infiltrated the nuclear base and pressed the nuclear button with his fingers still stained with dung. β
A mocking smile appeared on the warden's lips and said, "Absolutely out of nothing. Not to mention a dung digger with no identification, even an ant who has learned to dig dung doesn't want to get into it. β
As they walked, they went to the warden's office, went into a study, and sat down in a large seat.
"Please," said the inspector, "let me hear your story, it must be interesting, I know you used to be a hot man." β
So the warden began to tell about his own origins, which really consisted only of one voyage with the archmage, and then his last voyage;
talked about how Captain Shrek died; how to take a pack of things from him and give it to the chief butler; How did he meet the big man, hand over the bag, and give the captain a handwritten letter from the chief butler.
When he cleaned up the captain's belongings, he found the letter, which ended up in the hands of the archmage.
After he had finished, the inspector pondered for a long time.
"There is a great aphorism," he said after he had thought about it, "and it is related to what I have said not long ago, and what it says, oh, that though it is easy to do evil in troubled times, it is human nature to be reluctant to sin.
However, civilization gives us desires, vices, and bad habits, all of which sometimes stifle our good nature and eventually lead us down the path of crime.
So the adage is: No matter what kind of bad thing you want to catch the evil doer, you must first find the one who can benefit from the bad thing. The captain's death obviously had something to do with the package, and you were the only one who had access to the package. Of course, you are most suspicious because you are the captain's successor. β
The warden's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Oh my God! I'm just an insignificant person, when did I become the captain's successor? β
Don't say that, because your answer is illogical and unphilosophical. My dear friend, everything in the world, from the king and his heir to the petty ruler and his successor, is interconnected.
If the king dies, his heir will inherit the throne. If the petty officer died, the man who replaced him would take his place and receive his salary of 1,200 seda dollars a year.
The 1,200 seda was his official bean, and in his opinion, it was as important as the king's possession of 12,000,000 saxes.
Every man, from the highest to the lowest, has his place in all strata of society, and around him gathers a small world of stakes, made up of many atoms jumping around.
But these small worlds will expand and expand as their status increases, like an inverted pyramid, the lower part of which is pointed, and it is supported by the balance of movement. Let's take a look at your little world. You yourself said you were about to be promoted, didn't you? β
"Yes. But... "I never said I was going to take the place of poor Captain Shrek. β
"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that you're going to be promoted. Also, listening to what you just said, you seem to have a lot of complaints about this thermonuclear war that has been praised around the world. β
"Global praise...
"Mr. Warden, it looks like you've been in this walled environment for too long. The outside world is wonderful, and when it's okay, it's better to go out for a walk. β
"Going for a walk?"
"Yes, you go to the homes of the slums who don't have enough to eat, the homeless people who pick up the garbage by the garbage cans, they are all partying.
Remember Carnival, it was a feast for all people, and the reason was simply because the insurance for the pet cats of the world's richest family dropped from 30 million to 25 million! Many people believe that the world's richest man is no longer able to uncover the blame, instead of celebrating that he and his family have survived the disaster.
They never care about the life and death of other people, and as long as the disaster does not befall their heads, they are gloating. β
The warden didn't believe the inspector's words at all, and the inspector got the answer from his facial expression, so he owed a debt, stared at the warden's eyes, and said in a mocking tone: "The explosion of the first nuclear bomb, no matter who gave the order, there will always be someone who pressed the button with his own hands, it can't be that you pressed the detonation button, right?" β
"Nonsense!" The warden jumped up at once, and said loudly with a hideous face: "You spew blood"
"Why are you so excited, as if you did it, it can't really be yours, right?"
"Of course..." The warden swallowed his saliva with difficulty, slumped into his chair in some decadence, and muttered in defense, "I didn't do it. β
"And who did that?"
"I never believed in God, but now I do! Only God can stop the collective thinking of these people's brains! Tell me, what's going to happen to me? The warden said with some frustration.
The inspector looked at the warden in surprise, and did not continue to ask, but said, "What happened to you?" What's your business with me? I don't have time to care about your fate. β
"You're not here to investigate me?"
"I'm investigating what you're doing, idle. I'm going to take that alien. β
"No way!"
"Can't do it? I heard you right. β
"Yes, no!"
The corners of the inspector's mouth turned up slightly, and he said: "Mr. Warden, there is something I forgot to tell you, the letter that the captain left before he died was actually for you, but unfortunately, he fell into the hands of the archmage!" I guess you're interested in that letter. β
"What?!" Hearing this, the warden was startled and jumped up from his seat at once, "For me?" β
As if anticipating the warden's reaction, the inspector said softly: "Yes, for you, a letter of recommendation, a letter recommending you to take over as captain." β
"You guys! Why are you trying so hard to frame me? β
"Hmph," the inspector snorted softly, "You treat yourself too much as a dish, and I don't have time to dip your sauce." Besides, how can this be said to be framing you, harming you? I don't have that time yet. Also, you said that everyone likes you very much, and if they have the right to elect themselves, you believe they will elect you. β
"Of course."
"What we're going to do now is for you to give your supporters the opportunity to choose you."
"Are you really a patrolman?"
"Of course I'm an inspector, if it's fake, Tong Su is not bullied! There is a certificate! Hundreds of Dalsa coins! β
"You! What did you say! How dare you pretend to be a state official in broad daylight?! Do you know what this place is? It's a prison! Where is the king's law! You are so bold that you are impatient" heard that someone dared to openly buy fake documents, and swaggered to the prison with false certificates to deceive himself, the warden, and the warden was furious.
The visitor still kept smiling and said, "Don't say it so obscenely, as if I don't see many people." I'm a fair person, do I need to pretend? Don't believe it, I spent hundreds of Hash Coins for real money, and I was appointed as a Patrol Officer through a regular channel! Don't you have an internal network?,Check... I'll wait for you, check slowly, don't rush. β
Seeing that the person who came was fearless, the warden really couldn't confirm the true identity of the other party for a while, so he had to go back to his desk, look at the person suspiciously, and turn on the identity authentication system.
"How? Don't be surprised, surprise or not! Seeing the warden's uncertain face, the visitor said with a smile.
"Who the hell are you?" The warden was so frightened that he couldn't help but take a step back and scream.
"Inspector, your immediate boss!"
"No, I don't believe it!"
"It doesn't matter if you believe me or not, your system just believes it. Hey? Why don't they believe it, dare not believe it, Lao Tzu is a genuine inspector! β
"Come γγγγγγ"
"What's coming," before the word 'human' came out of the warden's mouth, the patrol interrupted him, "You just stop for a while, your life and future are in my hands, today Lao Tzu is happy, not with your general knowledge, Lao Tzu can easily kill a captain, you are a little warden, you are not qualified!" β
"The captain was actually taken by you..."
"Hehe, yes, yes, yes, yes, don't pretend, I have a showdown. I'm Mitarai! The first director of the FBI who specializes in doing dirty work for angels, Director Mitarai! It's my pleasure to tell you that the captain is also dirty and cleaned up by us! That letter, hehe, was written by me. If anything happens to you in the future, don't come to me, I'll just kill people and bury them! β
"The royal ... Hand wash? Director of the Soy Sauce Bureau? β
"Do you know why you were demoted?" Mitarai scratches his neck helplessly, straightening out the long hair on it to make himself look more handsome.
"Why?"
"Your mouth is so nasty!"