It's normally thought that the police station is a suffocating place. With the depressing air chocking them, Ming is madly grabbing his scalp, and pacing up and down in the jail. On the contrary, the woman just seats herself on the desk and casts a casually glance over Ming. "Sir, I really have something which is awkward to disclose and thereby need your assistance to let me be free,"Ming pleads. The policeman relays on the fence and rubs his nails, "Sorry, I can neither be indifferent when I hear a weak woman scream, nor be apathetic towards someone who gives me a lot of material support. Therefore, I wish that you could understand my dilemma."
Ming shows a desperate face: "Please, sir. Tell me how l can get rid of this damn place!”
"I would help you if you added some more 'gifts'. You know, don't let me speak all the details."The policeman gazes at him.
"Ok, I will try my best to send 'gifts', even if you do not remind me,"Ming fastens the flattering smile on his face and throws a hint toward the policeman.
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"Smart boy! But you should stay here until tomorrow afternoon because the review process will take more than 18 hours. Have a good night!"Then the policeman walks away with pleasant songs which sounds like"Love Story".
Ming squats in the corner of the wall and wants to take out a cigarette from his pocket but it's empty. "How can I get so much money? Damn, my last dollars are all taken away by these fuck swindlers in that tavern."He almost goes mad.
"I can help you,"a weak voice rings out from the dark calaboose. Ming looks at her in surprise. "You? You don't even have money to save yourself when I rob you. Are you kidding me?"Ming approaches the woman, catches the stool beside her and sits down. "And you also do not have any survival desires. Contrarily, you intend to be a suicide victim. Why do you change your mind so quickly?”
"I want to be alive now. Everyone should have the right to change his ideas. On the other hand, I think you have faster access that can help me get rid of this shit place. If not help, I will sleep here for more than 10 days. There are 5000 dollars my friends owe me and tomorrow afternoon you let the policeman call my friends. They will pay for the money."Ming accepts this scheme after some thought. The moonlight shines into the calaboose, their faces covered with white frost against the black depressing wall.