"Ah, Brother Bao, Brother Qiao, just call me Xiaojie from now on." Liu Junjie quickly called them brothers.
Lu Rankong said cheerfully, "Okay, Xiaojie."
"Hello, Brother Bao and Brother Qiao, my name is Qiao Fei and his name is Lin Lin." Qiao Fei's voice was timid.
Lin Lin, who was on the upper bunk, pushed up his glasses and greeted them nervously, "Hello, Brother Bao and Brother Qiao..."
Both of them only looked at Lu Rankong and did not dare to look at Lan Yu.
"Wang Jin..." The sturdy alpha with a dragon tattoo on his shoulder spoke in a rough voice.
"Qiu Dao..." The guy in the lower bunk also said his name.
After introducing themselves, Lan Yu and Lu Rankong began to make the bed.
"Am I on top of you or are you underneath me?" Lu Rankong asked him while holding the bedding roll.
Lan Yu asked: "Is there any difference?"
"Okay, you choose first."
Lan Yu didn't want to sleep on the lower bunk, as she felt that everything she did would be seen by others and nothing could escape her. She thought it would be better to sleep on the upper bunk. So he didn't answer, but threw his quilt and pillow onto the upper bunk and climbed up.
He spread the thin mattress, covered it with a bed sheet, and carefully smoothed it out until there was not a single wrinkle. Then he put the pillow in place, spread out the slightly messy quilt, and folded it neatly again.
"Brother Bao, Brother Qiao, you two should take a break." Liu Junjie was very clever in trying to get close to them: "We'll have dinner soon. We'll start working tomorrow, which is very physically demanding. You can't do without a good rest."
"Okay, take a rest." Lu Rankong kicked the upper bunk bed with his feet while lying down, "Sleep..."
I set off on the starship yesterday and curled up in the iron cage in the bottom cabin for the whole night. Today I had a fight and was electrocuted. Even though my body is very strong now, Lan Yu still feels a little overwhelmed. It would be nice to have some rest.
He lay down as he was told and closed his eyes.
His mind was filled with fragments of the past two days. One moment he was sitting in an iron cage on a starship, with two starship soldiers armed with ion guns guarding him. After a while, he used handcuffs to twist Hua Hai's neck, watching him weep and look like he was on the verge of death...
Lan Yu forced herself to drive those images out of her mind, and repeated to herself over and over again like a hypnotist: This is all a movie, it’s all a movie, it’s not real, don’t be afraid…
Finally fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept. I vaguely heard someone arguing and the sound of a stool falling to the ground.
He opened his eyes and saw Qiu Dao and Wang Jin rushing towards each other, both of them waving their fists at each other, each punch hitting the flesh.
Then they fell onto the lower bunk, rolling around with each other's necks, neither saying a word.
Because of their large sizes, the solid iron bed creaked under the heavy load.
Lan Yu was surprised, but noticed that none of the other four prisoners tried to stop the fight, nor did they stand by and watch in surprise, but continued to do their own things.
Qiao Fei and Lin Lin sat together on the lower bunk. One of them used paper to draw on the book while the other watched.
Chen Zheng tilted his head to look at the sky outside the window with a gloomy face, while Liu Junjie lay on the bed reading a novel.
Apparently this kind of scene happens so often that they are no longer surprised.
Lan Yu stuck her head out and saw Lu Ran, who was lying on the lower bunk, with his legs crossed and his hands behind his head, watching the two men fighting with great interest. So she didn't plan to say anything and lay down again.
After Wang Jin and Qiu Dao fought for a few more minutes, there was suddenly no movement.
Knocked unconscious?
Lan Yu turned her head and saw that both of them were sitting on their beds, each holding a bottle of medicated oil and rubbing it on their bodies.
Qiu Dao, who was sleeping on the lower bunk, handed Wang Jin a glass of water. Wang Jin took it and drank it. He then stretched out his hand, and Qiu Dao took it back. It was very harmonious, as if the life-and-death fight just now was just an illusion.
Lan Yu: ...
Can these two people fight when they are told to, and stop when they are told to?
After all this commotion, Lan Yu no longer felt sleepy and just stared at the ceiling, thinking about his own things.
I was daydreaming when I heard a whistle in the hall. The prison guard was announcing that it was time for dinner.
The cells became bustling with activity. With a clang, all the cell doors opened and the prisoners walked out one after another.
"Let's go and have dinner." Lu Rankong popped his head out from the bed.
Lan Yu glanced at him gloomily, then turned back and said, "I don't want to eat..."
He had no appetite for food now, but he didn't feel hungry. If he really wanted to eat, he would just want a bowl of beef porridge with scallops and mushrooms, and a plate of appetizers.
"Brother Bao, Brother Qiao, it's time to eat." Chen Junjie greeted them at the door.
Lan Yu didn't move or say anything, so Lu Rankong left his bedside and went to the cafeteria with the others.
The entire prison seemed to be quiet, with only the rustling of wind blowing outside the small window.
Lan Yu lay there motionless, about to fall asleep again in a daze.
A gust of hot wind blew across his face, making it a little itchy. He raised his hand to wave it away, but was blocked by another hand.
When I opened my eyes, Lu Rankong was standing at the head of the bed again.
"What?" he asked unhappily.
"Get up and eat..."
"I said I don't want to eat..." Lan Yu frowned and turned back.
At this time, the smell of white rice porridge filled my nose, mixed with the fragrance of green vegetables.
When he smelled the scent, he felt his saliva secreted instantly. Then he felt hungry and realized that his stomach was empty.
Lan Yu's eyes lit up and she turned her head sharply to look over.
Lu Rankong slowly raised his hand, holding a stainless steel rice bowl, and waved it under his nose, asking, "Does it smell good?"
Lan Yu didn't say anything. She lowered her eyes to look at the bowl of porridge and swallowed quietly. "It's okay..."
He was afraid to answer that it smelled good, so Lu Rankong ate the whole thing in front of him with relish, deliberately smacking his lips while eating, and burping twice after finishing.
This guy can really do it.
"It's OK? Everyone has just started eating, and I finished my rice in a few bites. I'm still not full, so I rushed to the kitchen to ask for this bowl of porridge for you. It's fine if you don't shed tears of gratitude, but you still say it's OK? Do you want to eat it?"
Lan Yu was delighted and was about to say that she wanted to eat, but when she saw Lu Rankong's mischievous eyes, she suddenly changed her mind and said, "I'm not interested..."
Lu Rankong pretended to take the porridge away, "Since you are not interested, I will eat it myself."
Lan Yu pretended to be indifferent and continued to lie down and look at the ceiling. It was not until I heard the sound of a spoon stirring that I could not help but secretly turn my head to look.
He panicked immediately after seeing this, and without caring whether Lu Rankong did it on purpose or not, he suddenly sat up from the upper bunk.
She pointed her finger at him, her eyes blazing with anger, "You ate my porridge?"
Lu Rankong had just fed a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and asked vaguely while holding the spoon in his mouth, "Didn't you say you didn't want to eat?"
"Give it back to me..."
Lan Yu quickly got out of bed, snatched the bowl of porridge, pulled the spoon out of his mouth, dragged her own small stool under the bed, and put the rice bowl away.
Then he pulled out a tissue from the tissue box on the public table and used it to wipe the spoon over and over again.
Lu Rankong sat on his bed, watching his movements with a bit of amusement, and asked in a low voice: "Have you never shared a spoon with other soldiers during missions?"
"No..." Lan Yu said coldly.
"That's right, who dares to use your spoon? I'd rather grab it with my hands..."
Lan Yu frowned in disdain.
"You have a serious mysophobia. Doesn't your omega dislike you?" Lu Rankong asked again after watching him wipe three pieces of paper in a row.
"You're too sloppy, so you call being clean and hygienic a mysophobia." Lan Yu took all the tissues to the trash can in the corner and said, "Besides, omegas will only dislike people like you."
"Look at you, everyone throws their garbage into the trash can, but you still walk over and put it in there as if it were some treasure." Lu Rankong said in disbelief.
"Everyone? Do you mean these prisoners or your free-spirited soldiers?"
Lan Yu came back, picked up the rice bowl on the stool and started eating porridge.
The porridge was a little hot, so he scooped up a spoonful, blew on it a few times, and then stuck out the tip of his tongue to try it. Wait until the temperature is right before feeding it into your mouth, swallowing it in small sips.
The aroma of green vegetables fills my mouth, and the crispy rice grains slide down my esophagus, warming my empty stomach.
Having not eaten properly since yesterday, he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction and licked his lips.
He fed it a few more mouthfuls, and then he realized that Lu Rankong, who had been sitting on the bed, was no longer moving.
He turned around and found that the man was looking at him without blinking, with a somewhat strange look in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Lan Yu touched the corner of her mouth. Was there a grain of rice?
"Nothing..." Lu Rankong said.
Lan Yu chewed the rice and looked at him suspiciously.
Lu Rankong said seriously, "I rushed back because I wanted to tell you about my discovery when no one was around."
"Didn't you say you brought the porridge just for me?" Lan Yu ruthlessly exposed his lie.
Lu Rankong said without blushing: "There is no contradiction between the two. We are talking about business and serving porridge. We are serving porridge and talking about business at the same time."
Lan Yu did not delay him from getting down to business, "Then you say..."
"Let me tell you my first discovery first. Liu Junjie, a financial criminal, was serving his sentence in the Chalu Prison on the Shadow Emperor Star. As the prison was rebuilt, he was sent here last year. It's true that the Chalu Prison did separate the prisoners, but the financial criminals were all sent to Sadar Star. And he is the youngest son of Liu Si, the richest man in the galaxy. Why was he sent here? His alpha father could easily have sent him to the best prison."
"Could he be the Lonte man?"
"I'm not sure. The information the military showed us was not very detailed. I have to find the warden."
"What's the second discovery?" Lan Yu asked.
"The second discovery was the painting."
"That picture?"
Lan Yu followed Lu Rankong's gaze and looked at the bed opposite.
The quilt on the bed was folded neatly, revealing the mural painted by Lin Lin at the back.
"In your opinion, when did this painting come from?" Lu Rankong asked.
Lan Yu quickly replied: "Early morning..."
There are still dewdrops on the branches and leaves.
"But from which direction do you see the sunlight coming through?"
Lan Yu looked carefully and discovered that the slanted light beams falling from the sky were heading in two directions.
Without waiting for him to ask, Lu Rankong said, "There are four planets in the Sasu system with this kind of ecological vegetation. But among the four, only one planet called Qichu has two suns with lower temperatures, and it is always daytime. In the early morning and at sunset every day, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of two suns hanging in the sky at the same time."
Lan Yu had never heard anyone mention the Qichu Star before. There was no such Qichu Star in the Sasu Star System that he knew of. So he remained silent, maintaining his usual cold and expressionless look.
Lu Rankong sighed, "I knew you didn't have anything in your head. The space channel between the Longte Galaxy and the Sasu Galaxy is located on the planet Qichu. After the Longte people were driven out of the Sasu Galaxy more than a hundred years ago, the channel was closed and Qichu was banned. All the information and pictures about that planet became confidential and were only kept in the military archives. The vegetation on this mural is very real, similar to the information I have seen. Tell me, where did it come from?"
Lan Yu was at a loss inside, but her eyes were shining brightly with wisdom and enlightenment.
"You finally understand. The Longte people who secretly passed through the space channel half a year ago must know what the Qichu planet looks like." Lu Rankong said.
"So, Lin Lin is the Longte alien." Lan Yu sat up straight, a little excited.
If we are really sure that he is the one, we will have the injection later and then take the starship away later, and we will be able to catch breakfast tomorrow when we return.
You don’t have to be locked in an iron cage when you go back, you can go to the VIP cabin. When you get to the dormitory, take a shower, take a shower several times, and if conditions permit, step over a fire basin according to the ancient Earth custom...
"Not necessarily..." Lu Rankong said.
"Ah..." Lan Yu came back to her senses from her reverie and was suddenly shocked, "Why not necessarily?"
"Didn't I tell you? The vegetation on the Qichu planet also exists on the other three planets. Lin Lin can draw those vegetation and add the rays of two suns. Many fanatical fans of the Qichu planet create many paintings every day in this way."
Lan Yu: "Why are you talking so much? And top secret information? People can create a lot of works."
"It's just a suspicion. Lin Lin is a famous painter, but he didn't use his skills properly. He worked with a counterfeiter to make a template that was good enough to make a fake. He made more than a billion dollars flow into the interstellar market. In the end, the counterfeiter ran away, and all the blame fell on him."
"How is it? Are my discoveries valuable?" Lu Rankong asked.
Seeing Lan Yu's disdain, he asked again: "What about you, did you find anything?"
Lan Yu put down the spoon and said, "Yes..."
He held up three fingers. "Third—"
Lu Rankong pressed down his middle and ring fingers, "You are number one, you can't continue my count."
Lan Yu curled her lips and said, "First, I don't think Wang Jin and Qiu Dao have the kind of relationship they appear to have."
"What kind of relationship?"
"Enemy relationship..."
"Well, you say." Lu Rankong said solemnly.
"Although they fought, they passed medicine to each other after the fight. Just now when you went out to the cafeteria, Qiu Dao even put Wang Jin's shoes on the ground straight." Lan Yu narrowed her eyes, "I think their relationship is very subtle, but it can't be confirmed."
"Hmm..." Lu Rankong answered indifferently with one syllable.
"You don't believe it?"
"I do. Not only do I believe it, I'm also sure they are a couple."
Lan Yu was shocked and asked, "How did you know that?"
"It's obvious..."
"obvious?"
"As soon as they entered the cafeteria, they hugged and kissed in a corner. It was very obvious. And they were from the same interstellar gang."
Lan Yu: "But they are both alphas."
"What's wrong with them both being alphas? Interstellar law doesn't stipulate that two alphas can't be together. If I like someone, I don't care whether he is an alpha or an omega." Lu Rankong said.
He leaned against the bed rail with his arms folded across his chest. A ray of setting sun fell on his face, and he looked very high and in high spirits with an air of looking down on everything.
Lan Yu was in a trance for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Well, I agree with you."
Lu Rankong saw that he had already put the spoon into the rice bowl, which still had half of the porridge left, and asked, "Do you want to eat more?"
"No more eating, I'm full." Lan Yu said, and wanted to pour the rest into the bathroom.
"Give it to me..."
Lu Rankong took the rice bowl, picked up the spoon and fed it to his mouth, saying vaguely: "I wasn't full just now."
"Aren't you going to wipe the spoon? And this is what I left over." Lan Yu was shocked.
"I don't dislike you..." Lu Rankong swallowed in big gulps and the porridge was soon finished.
He stood up and walked out, saying, "The rice bowl belongs to the cafeteria. I'm going to return it."
As soon as Lu Rankong walked out, voices were heard in the hall. The prisoners who had finished their meal lined up and came back under the supervision of the prison guards.
"Hey, hey, hey, 0357, where are you going?" Lan Yu recognized the voice as that of the prison guard who loved to blow the whistle.
Lu Rankong's reply came through, "I'm going to the cafeteria to return the rice bowl and will be back soon."
Lan Yu had just pushed the stool under the bed when someone stood at the door.
The whistle prison guard turned the two copper bullets in his hands and looked inside.
"Are you sick?" he asked.
Lan Yu said: "It's okay..."
"If you feel very uncomfortable, you can call the medical officer." The whistle prison guard was fat, and his appearance and tone were very friendly.
"Thank you, it's no big deal." Lan Yu replied politely.
Soon, everyone came back.
As soon as they entered the house, they went to the innermost bathroom, and each of them brought out a basin with towels and soap in it.
Lu Rankong also returned to the cell at this time, and Liu Junjie quickly called out, "Brother Bao, go take a shower."
"Okay, you go first."
After everyone left, he squatted in front of his cabinet and took out a plastic basin. Seeing Lan Yu still sitting on the bed, he wondered, "Didn't you ask for a shower? Go get ready..."
Lan Yu glanced at him and asked, "Does everyone wash together?"
"Don't worry, there's a cubicle. No one will see your butt, and no one wants to see your butt." Lu Rankong put the towel and soap into the basin. "Just take off your clothes in the outer room before going in."
"No, I have to wait until they finish showering before I go," said Lan Yu.
Lu Rankong sighed patiently and said, "Why are you so troublesome?"
"Then you go first, I'll go alone later." Lan Yu sat still.
Lu Rankong thought for a moment and put the plastic basin on the square table. "The Longte people are here. We can't be separated. I'll wait for you."
After saying that, she sat down on the lower bunk bed next to him and waited in silence.
Lan Yu lowered her head and saw that his bed sheet was crooked, and the blue stripes on it were tilted instead of being a straight line. The remaining part of the edge was not tucked under the mattress as required, and hung outside the bed rails with one end longer than the other.
The quilt was not folded properly, it was just a ball, there was a bulge in the middle of the pillow, and there was empty space around it.
He turned his head and stared out the window, trying to ignore the bed, but his mind was filled with the twisted stripes, the misaligned central axis, the balled-up quilt and the uneven pillow.
I was feeling increasingly uncomfortable, and I was about to feel unwell.
"Get up..." He finally turned his head in frustration.
"what?"
"You get up first..."
Lu Rankong stood up inexplicably, and Lan Yu began to quickly arrange the bed sheets for him.
First, align the stripes, then tuck the excess under the mattress and stretch it flat. Shake out the twisted pillow core and re-stuff it into the pillowcase. The quilt was also spread out and folded neatly.
Looking at the brand new bed, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally feel comfortable.
Lan Yu turned to look at Lu Rankong and found that he was looking at her with that weird look again, and her heart skipped a beat.
He said with a serious face: "No matter where you go, you must be strict with yourself."
After glancing around to see no one else coming back, he continued, "A soldier should behave like a soldier, even if he is serving a sentence. I have demonstrated this to you, and you must fold the quilt in the same way from now on."
Lu Rankong didn't say anything, just touched his chin.
There were voices and the clacking of slippers in the distance; those who were taking a bath had returned.
Lu Rankong picked up his basin and asked, "Can you go take a shower now? If you delay any longer, the bathhouse will close and you won't be able to take a shower today."
Lan Yu felt that it was almost time, so she took out her toiletries from the cabinet and said, "Let's go..."
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