I followed the little policeman to an office, and Kiyama was inside. Mushan was still smiling like that, and it didn't look like a big deal.

"Kneel, kneel, you are not small, you steal at a young age." The old policeman sitting at the desk scolded loudly and unscrupulously.

I was very angry and felt that the police should not curse. At this time, I didn't have the courage to stop it, I thought, why do I have to kneel, but looking around, I feel powerless to resist. I thought that even a thief can't kneel on the ground.

I was kicked from behind and fell to my knees.

"Tell you to kneel, you are deaf." The little policeman yelled.

I turned my head and glared at the little policeman.

"Look at what, be honest." The little policeman yelled unscrupulously and kicked Kiyama in the leg again, and Kiyama also knelt on the ground.

"Let you kneel too, you are also deaf?" The young policeman behind him also yelled.

I felt a great insult, and a nameless anger welled up in my heart, but under such violence, my emotional resistance seemed insignificant, and I had to kneel on the concrete floor. I knelt on the ground for a while and felt a pain in my kneecaps and had to hold my hands on the concrete floor.

"Don't put your hands on the ground, lift your hands up, lift them up." The young policeman standing behind us shouted loudly again.

The old policeman behind the desk yelled again, "What's your name?" ”

I replied loudly, "Qi Xun." ”

The old policeman continued to yell: "Where are the people. ”

"People from the Shashi ×× Supplies Factory." I say so.

The old policeman asked again: "Are you two from the same factory?" ”

Kiyama said, "Yes. ”

The old policeman asked, "What did you steal?" ”

I said, "We're not stealing, the factory hasn't paid us for months, so we can sell some scrap and make some living expenses." ”

The old policeman slapped the table, pointed to the two snakeskin bags next to him and shouted, "Still quibbling, aren't you stealing something?" ”

"It's scrap from the warehouse." Mushan suddenly defended.

The old policeman looked impatient, waved his hand, and motioned for the little policeman to deal with it.

I felt unbearable pain in my knee, and once again using my hands on the ground also reduced the weight of my body on my knees.

"Get up!" The little policeman yelled, and then said to me and Kiyama, "Write an explanation, and write everything clearly." ”

I stood up, and at this time it felt like a liberation in my life, and I finally stood up, I thought.

The little policeman handcuffed both me and Kiyama, and then handed me a pen and paper to Kiyama.

Mushan took a pen and paper, but he was in trouble and said, "I can't write." ”

The little policeman glared angrily and yelled, "You run so fast that you can't write?" ”

I shook my head, smiled at Kiyama, and said, "You should think of it as an essay." ”

"I just can't write essays." Mushan said helplessly.

"You," the little policeman yelled again, "you're not honest yet, hurry up and write, say what." ”

I lay on my desk and wrote all the stories, a total of three pieces of paper, and then handed it to the little policeman, who looked at it and said with a smile: "You really write essays?" ”

The old cop whispered to the little cop for a while.

Mu Shan and I listened to a rough idea, and we were very frightened, and then I looked at Mu Shan.

The old policeman spoke to the effect that this case was very big, it was a theft, and it was now a period of hard crackdown, and it was estimated that he would be sentenced to three to seven years in prison.

I glanced at Mu Shan, who lowered his head and was silent.

I suddenly shouted, "I want to see Director Wang of the factory office." I shouted, as if pinning all my hopes on the leaders of the factory.

The two policemen exchanged faces with each other, dialed the phone, but no one answered, and then dialed another phone, and the phone went through, and they chatted for a while.

The old policeman's attitude was better, and he said to Mu Shan and me: "Your Director Wang will be here soon, wait." ”

I was happy and thought that Director Wang would definitely redeem us, but there was another point, that is, I couldn't help Director Wang, and I shouldn't do these things.

Director Wang didn't come for a long time, so I felt bored, so I asked, "Mushan, how many words have you written?" ”

"Just one word." Mushan smiled bitterly.

"Haha." I laughed and asked, "What is the sentence to write?" ”

"Wages are not paid for several months, and we use the waste products in the factory to sell in exchange for living expenses." Kiyama said.

At this time, I heard Director Wang's voice, and I immediately felt warm, and I had hope to go out.

Director Wang came in, shook hands with the police, said a few polite words, and then walked over and saw me and Mu Shan, and scolded me and Mu Shan: "You two uncompetitive guys, stealing things from the factory." ”

I bowed my head and was silent, ashamed.

Mu Shan said: "Director Wang, get us out, we didn't eat yesterday." ”

"You still want to get out?" Director Wang said viciously, "You sentenced you to three years, and there is no problem for five years." ”

"Director Wang." I shouted.

Director Wang didn't look back, kept walking forward, walked to the gate and said something to the old policeman and left.

I thought that Director Wang would say good things and let the police release them, but I didn't expect that he would say that he would be sentenced to three or five years. I was really a little disheartened.

A policeman called me out with Kiyama and stood at the door of the office. When Kiyama and I walked out of the office and stood in the sun, we felt for the first time how precious freedom and sunshine were.

At this time, two young men in their twenties came out of it and walked under the window of the office, with signs on their chests with their names written on them, followed by the three big words "thief".

A policeman put a sign on both me and Mushan, and it hung on his chest with the sign that read: Thief Qi Xun.

Mushan had the same sign on his chest that read: Thief Qi Mushan.

At this time, a policeman came to take a picture, and after taking the picture, he said: "Now is the 'strike hard,' and there is a sentence of five to seven years in prison, to say the least, you must be mentally prepared." ”

When I heard this, I trembled with fright, sweat came out of my vest and forehead, I couldn't believe that such an act could be so serious, but the reality is like this, I had to believe in the reality, and I couldn't help but be terrified.

Mu Shan's face turned pale, and he drooped his head and said nothing.

After a while, the little policeman put away the signs of the four people and yelled at the other two thieves: "You go into the office and continue the interrogation." Then he said to Kiyama and me, "You guys wash all the cups in the office first." ”

The two of them heard the order and went straight to the office, found a pile of teacups, carefully carried them to the sink in front of the office, and then carefully washed the teacups.

"Mushan, you have to be sentenced to seven years, what should I do?" I asked nervously.

While observing the movement around him, Kiyama washed his teacup and whispered, "Get ready to run." ”

"Still running?" I was shocked.

Mu Shan lowered his voice and said, "Wait a minute, it will depend on the situation." ”

After the two men washed all the teacups at the police station, they put them back in their original places and continued to wait for the police's instructions.

I stood at the door of the police station, feeling that there was an invisible wall to isolate him from the outside world, do I really want to go to prison, I thought, seven years, what should Zhong Yiping do, what should I do, I regret it again, and I have nowhere to say a thousand words.

The young policeman walked up to Mushan and me and said, "The cup is very clean, so you can go and get daily necessities, come here first to join the study class, it is estimated that you will study for a month, and give you an hour to report here." ”

Mushan and I had to agree, obediently walked out of the police station, and then walked quickly and straight to the dormitory.

The two walked for a while, Mushan looked back, and then looked around, but no one was watching or following, and suddenly said to me, "Let's escape." ”

"Okay, I think so too." I said happily.

"Seven years." Kiyama smiled and said, "When we come out, how old will we be." ”

"yes," I said with a sudden smile, "I don't want to go to jail for seven years." ”

"We can't go to the dorm room." Mushan suddenly remembered something.

"Where to go?" I asked.

"Let's go and hide in the city." Kiyama said.

"Is it reliable?" I asked worriedly.

"Reliable." Kiyama said with certainty.

This time, I completely agree with Mushan's arrangement, I think that if I had listened to Mushan's main road a few hours ago, I would not have been targeted by the police and caught by the police.

I followed behind Kiyama and walked towards the home where Yume entered the city.

The two of them walked quickly for a while, and Mushan pointed to the place that looked like a refugee camp and said, "You see, that hut made of linoleum is the home of Dream Entering the City. ”

I was taken aback and asked, "His home, why is it here?" ”

"Dad who dreams of entering the city is a waste picker." Kiyama smiled and said, "Wait a minute, don't say these things." ”

"Can we build two houses here?" I asked.

"Yes, but not anymore." Kiyama said.

"Why?" I asked.

"We're going to be wanted soon." Kiyama said.

The two men walked into the house, the house was built with linoleum and bamboo poles, and the cold wind blew in through the large and small gaps, and a bed, a low table, a coal stove for cooking, cooking utensils, dishes, etc., were thrown on the ground.

Dream into the city is still sleeping. Mushan woke up and dreamed into the city, and when he woke up in the city, he saw that it was Mushan, and exclaimed in surprise: "You, why are you here?" ”

Mushan smiled and said, "Just came out of the police station. ”

"Haha," Meng Jincheng laughed twice, feeling wrong, and hurriedly asked, "How did you get out of the police station?" ”

Mushan said loudly, like a hero triumphantly, telling the whole story one by one.

"Go to the study class," Meng Jincheng said, "maybe your little thing is very small, you can go to the police station to study." ”

"What if," Kiyama said worriedly, "what if he is sentenced to seven years?" ”

"They said it was seven years?" Dream into the city asked.

"It's been said, it's all said." I said, "I've heard it several times, and it's been said that there is a seven-year sentence. ”