Chapter 3 Section 3

Ten minutes later, Youchen sat on a blue plastic chair in the police station. The handcuffed right hand was hanging from the back of the chair, and on the other side of the handcuffs was a rusty iron rod. "..." He looked at the strange things around him in dismay. An uncooperative attitude invites an unpleasant handcuff touch. In this civic era where the power of the media is growing, the police know very well that there are very few legal tools that can be used on Youchen. It is also very controversial to impose a contempt of public power. It is also unnecessary trouble for the police.

However, this does not mean that the punishment Youchen received was only one or two fines. The two policemen who brought him back handcuffed him and went off to do other things. The one who came to greet him was a short male policeman with glasses. He looked like a rookie when he spoke. "Drink water." The policeman with glasses handed him a glass of warm water. "Why?" Youchen asked angrily. "Wait for a urine test." "Why do you need a urine test?" "We now suspect that you are suspected of taking drugs. If you refuse to drink water and take a urine test, you are refusing to cooperate with the police in handling the case. We will add you an obstruction of official duties." The policeman with glasses issued an ultimatum: "If you don't want to spend the night in the detention center tonight, you'd better cooperate." a little."

Youchen took the paper cup with a stern face, drank it in one breath under the watchful eyes of the man with glasses, and then purposely crushed the paper cup and put it aside. The policeman with glasses turned around, went to the water dispenser next to the newspaper rack and poured another cup of warm water for Youchen, who had no choice but to drink it up.Drank one after another until the fifth... "Is it enough?" Youchen was dissatisfied. "This is the rule." The policeman with glasses said with a sullen face. In the end, the man with glasses poured a total of ten cups in a row, and Youchen, who didn't want to show weakness, drank them all without saying a word, crumbling the paper cups every time.My stomach bulged all of a sudden, and I felt like I was too full to vomit.

"Wait here." The policeman with glasses glanced at the clock on the wall, left Youchen and left. cough. Youchen scoffed. Although a countdown timer was arranged in the dirty lungs, Youchen still couldn't help secretly feeling funny.Those experienced police officers clearly know that he is not taking drugs, so why waste time doing urine tests on him? Just test it, it's just a reward for you to take a hot pee. Unknowingly, the pointer on the wall has moved forward seventeen times. The fat patrolman sat on the rattan chair and read a magazine, while the thinner patrolman made tea beside him.

The policemen in the entire police station tacitly ignored Youchen who was sitting in the corner waiting to "make a transcript". Youchen, who was ignored, just stared at the clock on the wall of the police station. Cough...cough...cough cough... Eight thirty-four. The lower abdomen already has the urge to urinate. Don't you need a urine test?How come no one came to take him to the bathroom? The later the urine test, the later it must be to leave this ghost place.I don't want to go home, but I don't want to stay here.However, Youchen remained silent.He knew that once he asked aloud, his momentum would be lost.

He looked around nonchalantly, and even shook his feet that were crossing Erlang's legs. Today, since I stepped into the hospital to register, nothing is right. Bad luck hits me like a series of car accidents on the highway. Now even the pattern of the pointer on the wall constantly moving forward has become a countdown to life. chase. Youchen took a deep breath, imagining the ferocious appearance of the cancer cells in the lungs wantonly eroding the bronchi. a month?Or three months? Let's count it as ninety days, how much can I do in conversion? "No matter what you can do, you shouldn't be sitting here right now?" Youchen looked at the handcuffs.

Perhaps the consequences of resisting the police like this were very boring and ridiculous in the eyes of Youchen in the past.Totally asking for trouble, knowing from the start that it is of no use and deserves no sympathy. But without trying to resist, the frustration of being utterly defeated would shatter the last of his self-esteem.How could a person who had only ninety days left in his life still have to endure this kind of humiliation?out of the question. nine o'clock. The palms are all wet. It was nine past one. The desire to urinate has completely swollen the lower abdomen, and the ten toes hidden in the shoes are pulled inward.

If the bladder also has expressions, it must be full of blue veins now. Youchen looked coldly at the policemen who ignored him completely, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly rise. "So that's what happened." It turned out that the purpose of those ten glasses of water was not to test urine at all, but to fill his bladder to the brim. The more Youchen thought about it, the more angry he became. Now that I want to go to the bathroom loudly, I forgive those policemen who dare not refuse to go, but in this way, I will fall into the situation of admitting defeat.In addition, it is also conceivable that once Youchen yells: "I want to go to the toilet!" All the police will continue to ignore him deliberately, let him yell loudly for a few minutes, or force him to beg for mercy Will come over with a sneer and uncuff the handcuffs.

In the past thirty-four years, Youchen, like everyone else, was good at compromising... and occasionally yielding. But at this moment, Youchen is stubborn beyond anyone's imagination. nine thirty. Beads of cold sweat oozed from Youchen's forehead. Clenched hands into fists, rubbing secretly between thumb and index finger. Breathing became a little unnatural, and with a slight movement, it seemed that the bladder would burst and bloodshot. When was the last time you held your urine like this? Youchen remembered the last graduation outing in the sixth grade of elementary school, the super unpleasant experience of holding back urine.From Tainan to Taipei, there was only one rest stop. In the end, he "borrowed" an empty plastic bottle from a classmate, and he happily settled in the last row of the tour bus embarrassingly.

"Hold on..." Youchen said to himself: "We must not let those bastards succeed..." ten o'clock. Youchen lowered his head, closed his eyes, and concentrated on dealing with the bladder full of grief and anger. Breathing becomes very slow. It's really strange and unreasonable. It's just ten cups of warm water, why did it turn into such a huge "weight" after two hours?Can the snowball theory be used in the desperate situation of holding back urine? The lower lip was bitten with obvious tooth marks. It's embarrassing if you just pee like this, but those policemen have something to clean up, right?

Five past ten. Human self-esteem is a delicate thing. There is a saying: "No one can take your self-esteem away from you unless you allow it." Perhaps many warriors are willing to sacrifice their lives to defend their dignity, but if it involves holding back urine... Sour tears leaked from the corners of Youchen's eyes. Do you still remember the reason why Youchen went to the hospital to register?Cough for days. Now every time Youchen coughs, his bladder vibrates violently, and the fear of accidentally leaking urine from coughing makes him feel slightly dizzy. I have to admit that if time could be turned back, Youchen would definitely stand up and move the car away... Ten fifteen. "you can go now." A policewoman on duty came over and uncuffed Youchen from the iron rod behind the blue plastic chair. "..." Youchen sneered, moved his itchy wrist, pretending to be nonchalant. "Our investigation is clear, you can go." The female policeman remained expressionless. "Investigate what?" Youchen looked at the red handcuff marks on his wrist. The policewoman ignored it, but she didn't intend to continue to embarrass her. She turned around and returned to the counter post with handcuffs. Youchen touched his hands and stood up majestically at a very slow speed. The moment he stood up straight, he felt that his lower abdomen was filled with at least ten kilograms of urine, and his bladder was as heavy as a shot put. He had to work very hard to put on a calm expression, but he still couldn't hide the cold sweat all over his body. He gasped. Go to the toilet at the end of the corridor to liberate?Is that a win or a loss? If he walked out of the police station like this, he would not be sure to go to the next place with a toilet... Resisting the urge to cough, the bladder tensed up again in an instant. He looked at the gate of the police station, and then looked back at the low-ranking policemen who made fun of him. "Xiao Chen, have you finished writing the report after working on it for so long?" "Did the patrol car make a mistake? How could I still go out?" "Hey, hey, has the tea arrived? Raise your hand, do you want to tear down Poole or oolong?" "Wait whose turn it is to go out? By the way, help me buy a lo-mei!" "Come here, come here, take a look at this website, haha!" "Every policeman in the police station didn't shoot their eyes at Youchen. They were doing their chores, laughing, but one after another had half-smile expressions. Nine out of ten, Youchen didn't suffer this kind of humiliation. Treat the first, and won't be the last, trained institutional violence. I forgot which book I read: "If power is not used, it means that there is no power." The profession of the police may be the best negative comment on this sentence.Youchen couldn't feel the incarnation of justice at all. "If you can become an invisible person..." Youchen murmured. If he could really become invisible, he would definitely beat this group of policemen to death. Can it be invisible? cannot. When he staggered away, Youchen spit out thick phlegm full of cancer cells in the umbrella bucket in front of the police station. The relationship between humans and endurance is very delicate. Before they know when they can go to the toilet, human beings can forcefully continue to hold back their urine, but once they find the toilet, the strong urge to urinate will instantly destroy the will to endure and become unable to hold on for another second. Running to the electric pole behind the police car in a strange posture, Youchen unzipped the zipper in a panic with trembling fingers, and just released it on the tire of the police car regardless of the eyes of passers-by. like a dog Maybe that's how the cops saw him...