After Lao Zhou left Yinbao Building, he completely became a homeless man.

During the day, he slept in the broken house in the abandoned street of the Cyan Film Studio. At night, when the people were still at night, he was so hungry that he went out over the wall and found some discarded food and leftover drinks in the trash can. Fill your hunger.

Although the food in the trash can is usually moldy and disgusting to smell, it is better than being hungry.

Now Lao Zhou has become skinny and dirty. He looks like any tramp on the street.

Even if it fell so badly, he couldn't find a temporary job to do it because he was a wanted criminal and he was wanted as the number one felon. Once he goes out to work, he is in danger of being recognized at any time.

On this day, just as the sky darkened, he couldn't wait to climb the wall to find food, because he was so hungry that he couldn't bear it.

He looked around and there was no one, and immediately walked to the side of the trash can and skimmed over the trash skillfully.

At this time, he saw a wanted order posted on the telephone pole next to the trash can. He went up and took a look. The photo on the wanted order actually belonged to him. Lao Zhou shivered and pulled off the wanted order and tore it to pieces. , And then threw it under her feet and stamped it hard for a long time.

"Grass, I am wanted! These **** policemen, these incompetent guys, can't they see that Lao Hei's death was purely an accident? And Sister Luo, I just accidentally killed her by mistake, and actually regarded me as a murderer. Wanted? It's nonsense! I didn't kill anyone at all! I'm innocent."

Perhaps Lao Zhou's emotions were too agitated, which caught the attention of the security guard standing guard at the entrance of the studio. The security guard walked towards him with an electric baton.

Looking at the old Monday, Mao is gone. The security guard knew him. When he was on the spot, the security guard always nodded and bowed when he saw him. He said that it would be a big trouble to be recognized by him. Wherever he dared to trash the garbage again, hurry up and walk to the other side of the street.

The security guard walked to the trash can, frowned and looked at the trash on the ground. He shook his head disdainfully, and was about to turn away. He suddenly saw a piece of paper on the ground. He knelt down and picked up a piece of paper. Looked suspiciously.

The piece of paper picked up by the security guard happened to be part of Lao Zhou's photo. The security guard stared at Lao Zhou's photo and frowned, "Why is this stinky beggar okay tearing up this wanted order?"

The security guard looked up at the back of Lao Zhouyuan, sighed, and threw the paper into the trash can, still carrying the electric baton and walked to the studio gate.

Lao Zhou looked back, and he was relieved that the security did not chase him.

Because he saw his wanted order just now, Lao Zhou no longer had the intention of going to the trash can to find food. He found a low wall, looked around, and returned to the Cyan Film Studio.

He groaned with hunger, Lao Zhou dragged his tired body, wanting to cry without tears, and suddenly became a wanted criminal and a tramp from the director of a youth film studio. Only he knew the painful taste, but now, He is a homeless man who can't eat enough, he must face this fact squarely.

Hunger and exhaustion tortured him in turn. He felt dizzy and leaned on the wall, planning to walk to a broken house to rest.

As soon as he entered the ruined house, by the light of the setting sun, he found a white plastic bag inside the house. The mouth of the bag was open, and there seemed to be something in the bag.

According to common sense, this white plastic bag is generally used to hold food. Will the bag contain food?

Lao Zhou walked towards the plastic bag without even thinking about it.

He grabbed the plastic bag and saw that there were a few hard stone-like steamed buns in the bag. The surface of the steamed buns was covered with black mold, and the surface of the steamed buns was obviously marked by rats.

These steamed buns are probably too hard for the rats to dislike, so they can be kept till now.

In addition to a few hard and moldy steamed buns in the bag, there is also a bottle of half-drinking mineral water.

Lao Zhou couldn't take care of so much. He grabbed a piece of steamed bread and ate it hungrily. The dry and hard steamed bread had a sweet taste in his mouth. It seemed that he was really hungry.

After eating a steamed bun, Lao Zhou felt choked, grabbed the mineral water, unscrewed it, and took a sip, only to feel that his strength had recovered a lot.

"These steamed buns and mineral water are obviously hidden here by someone deliberately. Now I can't control so much. I will fill my stomach first. But, just a few steamed buns, I can't eat them all at once, so save a bit."

Lao Zhou sighed and tightened the mouth of the bag to prevent the mouse from coming over to eat.

After Lao Zhou had a rest, he stretched his head to see if the sky was still dark outside, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't been to Yinbao Building for a long time, and he didn't know what was going on there. At this moment, he was worried about the body of his son Zhou Xiaoguang. Lao Zhou, who had been hiding on the set, could not see the TV, had no computer at hand, and there was no half of his hair on the set. Naturally, he didn’t know that his son’s corpse had been killed. found it.

Lao Zhou took a look around, and walked along the familiar path to the entrance of Yinbao Building.

He pushed open the iron door, and just about to enter the building, he heard the voice of someone talking on the abandoned street behind him.

Oops, someone is coming.

On Monday, the old man was not sure where the visitor was, so he had to quickly close the iron door and hide in a bush outside the door.

After a while, someone came.

Two teenagers came, one he knew, was the original employee under his hand, called Xiao Manzi. Behind Xiao Manzi was a thin boy who was like Xiao Manzi, holding a torch and electric baton in his hand. Needless to say, these two guys must be the night patrol on the set. This little skinny guy must be a new night patrol. Xiao Manzi brought him here, designated to bring a new person to familiarize himself with the environment.

However, Xiao Manzi, the hapless child, had so many incidents in the Yinbao Building, he even brought the newcomer here, right?

Lao Zhou shrank in the bushes, planning to wait for the two teenagers to leave before coming out again.

He saw two teenagers standing in front of the iron door, Xiao Manzi bragging to the thin skinny with seriousness, he almost didn't pounce, and made a loud noise.

At this moment, a little mouse got into his trouser legs and climbed up along his trouser legs. Lao Zhou had lost weight recently. His pants were loosely worn on his body, and he had long turned into a skirt. Mouse It didn't take much effort to get into his crotch. It was jumping up and down in his crotch, squeaking constantly.

In fact, this mouse was quite wronged. It thought that Lao Zhou’s pants were a warm place. Unexpectedly, it got to the end and it was a dead end. He hurriedly drilled out but couldn’t get out. It screamed when he was anxious. Up.

At this time, Lao Zhou finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up and shook the mouse out of his pants.

Lao Zhou's tossing was naturally discovered by two teenagers. They both turned their heads at the same time and shouted sharply, "Who? Come out!"