Wealth and beauty know no bounds

  Zhang Yang's eyes hurt a bit earlier, so he rubbed his right eye. A strange thing happened when he was rubbing his right eye. His left eye unconsciously looked at the wall in front of him, and a cool breeze rushed into his left eye. Then the originally white wall began to appear and disappear, until it disappeared completely. He saw the situation in the detention room next door with great astonishment.

  "Really? Fake?" Zhang Yang couldn't believe it and put his hand into his mouth, biting down hard.

  Damn it, it really hurts, is this real or a dream!

  Zhang Yang's eyes widened suddenly and he stood up excitedly.

  However, after he put down his right hand, the completely different lines of sight between his left and right eyes made him see things as if they had a double image, blurry.

  Zhang Yang covered his right eye with his hand again and looked over with his left eye. Really, really, he could see through the wall!

  He then involuntarily walked towards the person in front of him.

  The people in the detention room lie down all day, nothing to do, and no one sleeps even at noon. It's just that everyone who comes here is too lazy to speak.

  Just now two people were talking, everyone heard it with their ears, and some sympathized with the little boy whose head was opened.

  Seeing him covering one eye, walking straight ahead and bumping into the wall, everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the little sympathy they had turned into schadenfreude.

  "This kid must have gotten his head knocked silly!"

  "It's possible!"

  "What's wrong with him? Didn't he use the wall-penetrating technique and succeed?"

  "Haha, I'm dying of laughter! And there's even someone who directly crashed into the wall! Is his brain voluntarily colliding with other people's wine bottles?!"

  The whole detention room burst into laughter, and the originally dull detention room suddenly became lively! Everyone perked up, chattering and discussing animatedly.

  Zhang Yang didn't have the energy to argue about these things. Just now, after that collision, his head was throbbing with pain again, which made him come back to his senses.

  Zhang Yang hastily ran to the railing and shouted: "Police uncle? Police uncle!"

  The policeman in the corridor walked over and glared at him: "What are you yelling about? Are you anxious to reincarnate?"

  Zhang Yang didn't have the heart to argue with the police, anxiously pointing at the next room, opening his mouth but unable to speak due to urgency.

  "What are you doing? Looking for trouble, teasing me, is that it! Believe it or not, I'll detain you for fifteen days!" the policeman scolded.

  He was originally supposed to take the day off and go out with his girlfriend, but the department head suddenly called him to fill in for someone else, ruining his plans and leaving him fuming. Just then, Zhang Yang happened to come along, giving him an opportunity to vent his anger.

  Hearing such cold and ruthless words, Zhang Yang suddenly came to his senses, realizing that he was in a detention room, and the police outside were not the neighborhood patrol officers who were so easy to talk to!

  Helplessly retreated a few steps, gritted his teeth and returned to his own bed, eyes still staring straight at the wall.

  After the police left, the middle-aged man asked softly: "Young man, are you okay?"

  Zhang Yang's face looked unpleasant as he shook his head and said, "I'm fine?"

  "What did you just say? These people are not easy to talk to, don't give them the opportunity to make things difficult for you, or you may not even be able to get out of here in a month! In this place, it's better to do less and be honest!" said the middle-aged man.

  Zhang Yang bit his teeth and said: "Thank you, Uncle. I just woke up a while ago and felt dizzy. It won't happen again!"

  Saying so, Zhang Yang's eyes were still staring at the detention room next door.

  The middle-aged man looked at the wall with a puzzled expression and said, "Young man, is your eyesight going bad or something? Why are you always covering them up? What's so interesting about that wall?"

  "It's nothing, just a bit of eye pain. I sense killing intent from across the way!"

  The middle-aged man almost laughed out loud, now he also suspects that the young man's brain is not damaged, feeling? Killing intent? Is it because of watching too many supernatural things.

  Zhang Yang didn't say much, recalling the scene that had just occurred next door. A burly man was tightly pinching someone's throat, pushing him against the wall. The others in the detention room stood around, forming a circle and blocking the surveillance camera's angle.

  Zhang Yang believed that if things continued like this, that person would be dead, he had already started rolling his eyes.

  He shouted at the police just to say this, but the cold and ruthless words stimulated Zhang Yang, making him suddenly sober. If he had said what he saw earlier, things would have been troublesome, and the police would have asked questions, how could he explain?

  Should I tell the police that my eyes suddenly gained X-ray vision and saw what happened next door?

  Estimated to be waiting for his own, there are only two roads. One is being treated as a mentally ill person and locked in a mental hospital. The other is being caught by a scientific research unit and studied as a small white mouse. Neither of these roads is the life that Liu Jian wants.

  And the warder walked over, the burly man next door who was in the middle of a fight stopped and returned to his bed. The others seemed as if nothing had happened and went back to their beds to sleep.

  What surprised Zhang Yang even more was that the young man who had almost been strangled to death didn't say anything and quietly returned to his own bed, as if nothing had happened!

  Zhang Yang began to suspect his own eyes. Did he really see the wall? Did what happened just now really happen? Or was his brain damaged and hallucinating?

  Time passed in a daze for over ten minutes, when Zhang Yang's left eye suddenly felt another sharp pain.

  Zhang Yang covered his left eye and rested for a while. When he opened it again, the scene from earlier seemed like a dream, and he could no longer see what was behind the wall. No matter how hard he tried, how wide he opened his eyes, or how he blocked and unblocked them, there was not a single change in his vision - all he saw was a snow-white wall standing upright before him!

  Zhang Yang shook his head with a wry smile and continued to walk, looking up at the ceiling tiles. He really was dizzy from being beaten, and he was having hallucinations! It must be that the effects of the alcohol hadn't worn off yet, so he'd better just lie down for a while!

  The room was too quiet, and Zhang Yang fell asleep at some point without realizing it.

  At noon when eating, Zhang Yang was woken up by a kind middle-aged man.

  Looking at a bowl of plain white rice and a bowl of clear soup, Zhang Yang was somewhat stunned.

  No way, how am I supposed to eat this? There's not even any vegetables!

  "What about the dishes?" Zhang Yang asked in a low voice.

  A middle-aged man patted Zhang Yang's shoulder and said, "Young man, be content with what you have! You have rice to eat and soup to drink. In the past, all we had was mantou (steamed buns). A bowl of vegetables was considered a luxury, and it was called 'water floating on top'. If you want to eat meat dishes, you need to pay extra, 10 yuan per serving! But I advise you not to buy it, four or five pieces of fatty meat cost 10 yuan! Just persevere and it will pass!"

  Luckily Zhang Yang remembered where they were and didn't jump up and curse. Suppressing his anger, he said: "Why don't they go rob?"

  The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said: "Robbery is against the law, and it's not that easy to rob!"

  Zhang Yang stopped talking and didn't know what else to say. Looking around at everyone lowering their heads to eat, he could only force himself to swallow his food as well.

  Fortunately, he is also a child born into an ordinary family, and these things can still be eaten.

  After taking a few sips of the soup, Zhang Yang lifted his head with a gloomy expression and suddenly saw the people eating at the next table. Zhang Yang's hand stopped moving, and a hint of horror flashed in his eyes - wasn't this the same group of people he had seen before?

  Just then, a burly man opposite looked over, Zhang Yang hastily lowered his head, his heart thumping wildly.

  He wasn't afraid of that person, but rather wondering if what he saw earlier was real and not just an illusion.

  Can you see through yourself?

  Then why can't I see it again?

  Is it just a coincidence or is there some special reason?

  This string of events was swirling around in Zhang Yang's mind like a question mark!

  Zhang Yang was absent-mindedly thinking about his troubles and didn't even notice when he finally returned to the detention room.

  In the following time, Zhang Yang seemed to have found his goal, constantly staring at the wall and ceiling, changing angles, reciting incantations, covering his left eye, covering his right eye, but no matter how hard he tried, nothing happened as he had expected, it was as if what he had seen before was just a dream.

  After a day of fussing around in vain, Zhang Yang finally fell into a deep sleep.

  He didn't notice that his neurotic performance had startled everyone in the detention room, and some people already thought he was mentally ill. If it were possible to switch cells here, these people would have escaped long ago.

  The next morning, Zhang Yang woke up and had already lost all hope!

  He had given up all hope of clairvoyance. The initial scene was just an accident, and he was still an ordinary person. Thinking of this made him uncomfortable. It's like getting a perfect score on the exam, being thrilled and thinking you're superior, only to find out that the top scorer was someone with the same name and surname as yourself, and you're still just an ordinary student.

  Suddenly, a stunning scene appeared again when Zhang Yang unconsciously looked towards the doorway while being scolded.

  This time, a cool breeze rushed into his right eye, and the scene of double vision reappeared. He seemed to see through the clothes of the manager and saw the Mickey Mouse cartoon underwear under him. It's said that it seems because what he saw was not at all coordinated, and there was also a sense of dizziness!

  Zhang Yang's mouth was wide open, mom, is this for real?