Ye Fei had just felt a discomfort in his eyes, so he rubbed his right eye. Unexpectedly, at the moment he rubbed his eye, the wall in front of him became blurry. A chill ran through him as the once clear wall gradually disappeared, and he was astonished to see the scene in the adjacent detention room.
"Real? Fake?" Ye Fei bit his finger in disbelief.
Ouch, that really hurt! This couldn't be a dream.
Wide-eyed, Ye Fei stood up excitedly.
However, the difference in perspective between his left and right eyes made his vision blurry.
Covering his right eye again, he looked with his left eye, and yes, he could really see through the wall!
Excited beyond measure, Ye Fei involuntarily walked towards the opposite side.The people in the detention room lay around all day with nothing to do. It was mid-morning, and no one was asleep.
They all heard the conversation just now, and some felt sympathy for this young man who had hit his head.
Seeing Ye Fei walking straight ahead, covering one eye, and bumping into the wall, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Their initial sympathy turned into mockery in an instant.
"Is this guy brain-damaged?"
"It's possible!"
"He's not brain-damaged, he's obviously trying to pass through walls and failing!"
"Haha, this is hilarious! He's even hitting the wall directly! Did his head lean into someone else's bottle?"
Laughter filled the detention room, and the previously dull atmosphere was now filled with joy. Everyone eagerly discussed this peculiar phenomenon.
Ye Fei had no energy to clarify these misunderstandings at the moment.
The impact just now made his headache even worse, and this pain instantly brought him to his senses.
He quickly leaned on the railing and shouted, "Uncle policeman, Uncle policeman!"
The policemen in the corridor walked over, looking at him displeased.
"Why are you shouting? Are you in a hurry to be reincarnated?"
Ye Fei didn't have the energy to argue with the police. Anxiously, he pointed to the adjacent room, wanting to explain, but he was so flustered that he couldn't speak.
"What are you doing? Have nothing to do and come to me for fun, huh? Believe it or not, I'll detain you for fifteen days!" the police reprimanded.
Originally planning to have a happy day out with his girlfriend on his day off, Ye Fei was suddenly called in to work overtime by his section chief, ruining his plans and leaving him feeling very angry.
And now, he clashed with the police, giving him a chance to vent.
Faced with the cold and callous words of the police, Ye Fei suddenly sobered up and realized that he was currently in a detention room, and the police outside were not just ordinary community officers who were easy to talk to.
Helplessly, he took a few steps back, gritted his teeth, and returned to his bed, but his eyes still stared at the wall, his mind racing with countless thoughts.
After the police left, a middle-aged man approached the young man with concern and asked softly, "Young man, are you okay?"
Ye Fei, with a pale face, shook his head. "I'm fine."
The middle-aged man frowned. "Then why were you shouting just now? People here are not easy to talk to. Don't give them an excuse to make things difficult for you, otherwise, you won't be able to leave for a month! It's better to keep a low profile and behave yourself here!"
Ye Fei gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you, uncle. I just woke up earlier and felt a bit dizzy. It won't happen again in the future."Even though he said that, Ye Fei's gaze remained fixed on the adjacent detention room.
The middle-aged man looked at him with confusion. "Young man, do you have an eye problem? Why are you constantly covering your eyes? What are you looking at on that wall?"
Ye Fei's lips curled up slightly, as if he wanted to laugh out loud, but then he held it in and said, "It's okay, my eyes just hurt a bit. I felt a strong sense of killing in the room across the hall!"
The middle-aged man suppressed his smile and thought to himself, "Has this young man hit his head on something? Sensing? Killing intent? Has he been reading too many mystery novels?"
Ye Fei didn't say anything more. He began to recall the scene that had just happened in the next room. A sturdy man tightly grasped another person's neck and pinned him against the wall. The other detainees in the room formed a circle, blocking the view of the surveillance camera.
Ye Fei was convinced that if this continued, that person was likely to die. He had already started to roll his eyes.
He wanted to call the police to tell them about what he saw. However, the cold and heartless attitude of the guard stimulated Ye Fei, making him suddenly sober. If he spoke about what he had seen, the consequences would only be more trouble. How could he explain when the police questioned him?
Should he tell the police that his eyes suddenly became able to see through and he saw what happened next door?
At this thought, Ye Fei smiled bitterly. He knew he only had two options: either be locked up in a mental hospital as a lunatic or be taken by a research unit as an experimental subject. Neither of these outcomes were what he wanted.
Just then, as the guard walked over, the muscular man in the next room stopped and returned to his own bed. The others also acted as if nothing had happened, lying down on their beds.
What surprised Ye Fei even more was that the almost-strangled young man also showed no reaction and obediently returned to his bed. Everything seemed like a well-rehearsed script.
Ye Fei began to question his own eyes. Did he really see the scene in the next room? Did it really happen? Or did he hit his head and experience an illusion?
Ye Fei was lost in thought for over ten minutes. Suddenly, his left eye stung again.
After resting his left eye for a while, when he opened it again, the previous scene seemed to have disappeared like a dream. He could no longer see anything behind the wall, no matter how hard he tried. All he could see was a snow-white wall.
Ye Fei lay down with a wry smile, looking at the ceiling. He really felt as if he had been hit and was hallucinating. It must be that the effects of the alcohol hadn't worn off yet. He decided to lie quietly for a while.
The detention room was so quiet that it was terrifying. At some point, Ye Fei fell into a deep sleep.
At lunchtime, the middle-aged man kindly woke Ye Fei up.
Looking at the bowl of white rice and clear soup in front of him, Ye Fei was stunned. How could he eat this when there wasn't even any side dishes?
"Where are the side dishes?" Ye Fei asked softly.
The middle-aged man patted Ye Fei's shoulder and said, "Young man, be content. You have rice and soup to drink. In the past, there was only steamed buns to eat. This bowl is considered a side dish, known as 'floating on water' here. If you want meat and vegetables, you need to spend extra money to buy them, ten yuan for a portion! But I advise you not to buy it, four or five pieces of fatty meat will cost you ten yuan! Just endure it and it will pass!"
Luckily, Ye Fei remembered where he was and didn't curse out loud. He suppressed his anger and said, "Why don't they go steal it?"
The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said, "Stealing is illegal, and it's not that easy to do."
Ye Fei fell silent and quietly began to eat. Thankfully, he came from an average family, so he could stomach these things.
After drinking a few sips of soup, Ye Fei raised his head in dismay and suddenly saw the people eating at the nearby table. His hand paused, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes. Oh my, weren't these the people he had just seen?
The muscular man across from him happened to look over, and Ye Fei quickly lowered his head, his heart pounding.
He wasn't afraid of that person, but he was thinking, did he not just see an illusion, but something real?
Could he really see through things?
And why couldn't he see it again?
These questions lingered in Ye Fei's mind. He absent-mindedly finished his meal and didn't notice how he returned to the detention room.
From then on, Ye Fei seemed to have found a target. He kept looking at the walls and ceiling, changing angles and trying to chant spells. He covered his left eye, then his right eye. But no matter how hard he tried, the expected effect did not appear. It was as if the scene he had just seen was just a dream.
After a whole day, the exhausted Ye Fei finally fell into a deep sleep. He didn't notice that his neurotic display had frightened everyone in the detention room. They had begun to see Ye Fei as a lunatic, and if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't change detention rooms, they would have left long ago.
The next morning, when Ye Fei woke up, he had completely lost confidence. He no longer harbored any expectations about seeing through things. What had happened yesterday was just an accident. He was still an ordinary person. Thinking about this made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Ye Fei calmed down and, unconsciously, looked at the guard at the door. Once again, an unexpected scene left him speechless.
This time, a chill rushed straight to his right eye, followed by the reappearance of the double image. He felt as if he could see through the guard's clothes, and he even saw the Mickey Mouse pattern on his underwear. The reason he said "as if" was because what he saw was so incongruous, and he even felt dizzy.
Ye Fei opened his mouth in astonishment, thinking to himself, "My goodness, is this real or fake this time?"