chasing the dark

Chapter 7 Talent
Dalin followed Sister Lan back to the shop. As soon as the two of them left, Qiuqiu's voice came from the wind farm: "Jiang Yu, how many clothes do you have, and you haven't finished folding yet?"

"Here we come, we come!" Jiang Yu responded and went to the wind farm.

The wind release area is next to the cell, separated from it by a door.The door is usually locked, and it is opened when the wind is released.

The whole site is about [-] square meters, and the wall facing the outside is less than half a meter high, with stainless steel mesh on it.This small space is the only place where the detainees in the cell have access to the outdoors. They can come here to move their bodies and relax during the daily ventilation time.

In early spring, although the temperature is highest in the afternoon, the air is still cool.However, for those who have lost their freedom, they have to come out for a while even if it is cold.

In the wind farm, Qiuqiu made a group with several women, including Aunt Huang.

Don't look at Qiuqiu always bickering with Aunt Huang, in fact, it's just a joke. The relationship between them has always been very good, and they get together when they eat.

"Hey! Xiao Jiang, what did Aunt He Xiangu tell you?" Seeing Jiang Yu approaching, Aunt Huang asked.

Jiang Yu wrapped the blue vest tighter around his body, and said, "It's nothing, it's just that she took care of others and cured her illness."

"Is that old lady really so smart?" A fat woman asked.

Qiuqiu snorted: "Is there even a question? Can the spirit send itself in? It's just a lie."

"By the way, looking at her like that, it seems that this is not the first time she has come in?" the fat woman asked again.

"She's a frequent visitor. I saw her in the Transition last month." Another woman with high cheekbones said, "Aunt Huang, have you seen her before?"

"I've been here for nearly four months, and this is the third time I've seen her. I don't know why this time, but it was interesting last month." Aunt Huang pursed her lips. Instead of paying, she called the police."

"Oh my god, this is really a talent!" After Qiuqiu finished speaking, everyone laughed out loud.

After a while, Gao Cheekbone asked: "Jiao Dashen should be regarded as promoting feudal superstition, right? You can't be sentenced for a few years! Why did you go out so soon?"

"You treat the prison as a place to raise idlers?" Aunt Huang chuckled, "It didn't cause any serious consequences. At most, it would be a few days of detention and a fine. If the person is cured, or the money is cheated , that would be a big deal."

……

That night, it was Jiang Yu's turn to be on shift two.

The second shift is from eleven o'clock at night to one o'clock in the morning, and she is in the same group as a woman named Yue Yang.

Yue Yang is less than 40 years old, even though she is not allowed to make up in the detention center, she still has a heavy atmosphere with her plain face.

According to her own story, she worked as a princess in a nightclub when she was young, and opened a foot massage shop after earning some money.It was purely unfair to come in this time.

Qiuqiu said, Yueyang's pedicure shop hangs powder lamps, if she doesn't come in, who will come in?
As for what a pink lantern is, Jiang Yu didn't understand, but he also knew it was definitely not a good thing.

Later, Qiuqiu gave her a popular science, but she immediately clarified that her beauty salon is clean and absolutely does not hang pink lamps.

The detention center is like a prison, a place where fish and dragons are mixed, and the women living in this cell range in age from their twenties to their early fifties.Drug dealers, thieves, swindlers, masseuses... you name it.Of course, there were a few more who came in because of the economic case, and Jiang Yu was one of them.

She came later than Yue Yang, so she was naturally the one standing on duty.Leaning halfway by the door, facing the sleeping women in the cell, he recalled what Xiangu He said in the afternoon that Wang Ling had karmic creditors.

It's not that she really believed He Xiangu's words, but she suddenly thought of another possibility.

When it was approaching twelve o'clock, Wang Ling moved, the movement was very small and light, but it still did not escape Jiang Yu's eyes.

She walked over, took out a water glass wrapped in clothes from her grid, and stopped in front of Wang Ling's bunk.

The women sleeping on the Datong bunk turned their heads towards the aisle, and Wang Ling raised her head subconsciously when she felt someone standing next to her.

Jiang Yu didn't make a sound, but just opened the lunch box. The cup was filled with boiled water that was boiled at night, wrapped in his clothes, and it was still warm.

Wang Ling hesitated for a moment, then put her hand on the rim of the cup.

Since entering the detention center, Jiang Yu has been secretly observing Wang Ling.

She found that Wang Ling would often clenched her handcuffed hands into fists against her stomach.One night, Jiang Yu saw that her forehead was covered with sweat, and her hair was stuck to her forehead.

It is now early March, and even though the heating period has not yet passed, the temperature in the cell is not high enough to sweat.There is only one reason for this - Wang Ling has a stomachache, and she may have a stomach problem.

After drinking the water, Wang Ling fell back and closed her eyes, not even giving Jiang Yu a look, let alone thanking her.

Jiang Yu didn't care, and continued to work on his shift.

The sleepy Yue Yang who was sitting on the stool before did not know when he woke up. She glanced at Jiang Yu and blamed in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

"There's still water left. Let her drink some. I'm afraid she might make a fuss." Jiang Yu said in a low voice.

Yue Yang snorted coldly: "I think you're just looking for something to do when you have nothing to do. Listen to some movement, someone came and called me."

After all, he ignored Jiang Yu and continued to doze off.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend, there was no interrogation on this day, and the whole afternoon was free time.

There were two groups of poker players in the cell, and the prizes were food and night shifts.

Jiang Yu was pulled by Qiuqiu to play two games, but his performance was too poor, so he quit voluntarily and replaced Qiuqiu's partner.

She took out two bags of milk and sat down in the corner, and casually threw a bag to Wang Ling who was dazed beside her.

Wang Ling was slightly startled, but did not move: "Thank you, I don't need it."

This was the first time she spoke to Jiang Yu, her voice was soft and slightly hoarse, but it was flat and without any emotion.

"It's good for the stomach." Jiang Yu bit open the bag and drank it himself.

"Why?" Wang Ling's voice was still very soft.

Jiang Yu knew what she meant, and shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "I'm afraid that one day you will die when you are on duty, so I have to eat melons along with you."

If there is no basis for this, if it is someone else, I will probably be annoyed.Wang Ling was not the case. She moved the corners of her mouth and said softly: "You have a good attitude, and you adapt quickly."

"What else should I do? Crying?" Jiang Yu sucked on the milk and said vaguely, "My mother always said that crying doesn't solve the problem, so I have to talk about it. Facts have proved that my mother is right. What should I do about everything? Just do whatever you want, blame is the most useless."

Wang Ling didn't say anything for a long time, but just when Jiang Yu thought she wouldn't say anything more, she said, "You come in...Your mother must be very worried, right?"

"No," Jiang Yu smiled wryly, "She passed away."

Then she waved her hand: "It's been several years, no need to apologize."

(End of this chapter)