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... by day.
Three weeks later.
One afternoon.
Chen Yu closed his eyes to rest, leisurely lying on the wooden bunk, listening to instrumental music playing from his cellphone.
The block leader massaged his shoulders, while a fraudster massaged his legs.
The criminals from bunk three and four, dubbed the "detective squad," held a plate of fruit, diligently feeding him as he occasionally opened his mouth.
Comfortable as hell.
"Cough. That's enoug ...
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