This disgusting stench that made people want to vomit as soon as they slled it was a combination of several foul odors.
First: the sll of sweat and body odor from not bathing for a long ti.
Second: the stench of feces and urine.
Third: the sll of stagnant air in Room 1001.
Fourth: other minor unpleasant slls.
This combined stench, anyone who slled it just now would probably cover their nose and run away quickly.
But those who had already adapted to it didn’t care anymore.
At this mont.
Inside the living room of Room 1001, there were three people who had gotten used to this stench.
Three miserable brothers in hardship.
Xiao Q, Xiao Peng, and “Conan’s distant younger brother”—Ke Bei.
All three were lying on the floor, so with eyes open, so closed.
Weak and lifeless, like ghosts.
If it weren’t for the rise and fall of their chests, or the breath coming through their noses, they might have been mistaken for dead.
At the sa ti, the current appearance of these three was sowhat frightening.
They looked like savages.
Their hair was ssy and disheveled.
Their faces looked terrible, as if they hadn’t bathed for many days.
Their upper clothes were dirty, blackened and gray.
As for their lower bodies, surprisingly, none of the three wore any clothing at all.
Not even underwear.
Looking around, their outer pants were thrown aside, and their underwear was covered with yellow dried fecal stains.
A heavy stench emanated from their bodies.
Among the three, Ke Bei looked the scariest.
Because Ke Bei already had a scruffy beard and thick sideburns like Zhang Fei, and after being locked up here for so long without trimming, his beard had exploded wildly.
That was why he looked the most terrifying among them.
At this mont, Xiao Peng, lying on the ground, suddenly got up.
He was bare-bottod, still heavily shackled with strong iron chains.
He walked a few steps and sat directly on a tiny plastic toilet.
He began to defecate loudly, contributing new layers to the stench.
Logically, the other two should have reacted, but having long since adapted, even if all three defecated simultaneously, they didn’t care at all.
After finishing, Xiao Peng didn’t use paper to wipe because, of course, he had none.
He got up and returned to lie back on the ground, his eyes dull and vacant.
Not long after Xiao Peng stood up, Xiao Q also got up.
But he didn’t go to defecate;
he went to eat and drink.
He crawled over to two basins.
Imitating a dog, he stretched out his head and tongue, drinking water and eating the densely packed round pellets of dog food.
In the first few days after being locked in Room 1001,
the three were still normal people, their minds racing desperately to find a way to escape.
They would rather die than yield.
Except for drinking water, they didn’t touch the dog food.
Because touching it felt humiliating enough—drinking water from a dog bowl was already shaful enough, but eating dog food from the dog bowl was breaking their own bottom line and dignity.
But later, just drinking water without eating anything beca unbearable.
It was Ke Bei who suggested that eating dog food wasn’t so bad, reminding them of Goujian’s perseverance through hardship.
They ate dog food to preserve their vital strength, to escape.
Thus, the bottom line they once swore never to cross was broken.
Little did they realize that bottom lines were made to be broken, step by step.
The three ate dog food and drank water.
Their bodies gradually returned to normal circulation.
Their bowel and bladder functions normalized, no longer excessive urination and insufficient defecation.
When they were first locked in, they wiped themselves after bowel movents using two small rectangular packs of tissue paper that Xiao Peng carried with him.
What? Curious why Xiao Peng would carry tissue paper with him? Guys usually don’t carry tissue paper, right?
Actually, it was all for impressing girls—when a girl didn’t have tissue paper or ran out of it and was in distress, you could offer it, showing your charm.
He didn’t just carry tissue paper;
he also had several condoms!
Thus, the three used those two packs of paper sparingly.
But because their bodies had returned to normal circulation,
the paper was all used up.
So then, what next?
The three were chained and couldn’t reach the restroom or anywhere else.
They could only scavenge for whatever they could reach within the maximum range allowed by the iron chains.
But Su Mi had long prepared for this, leaving nothing within their reach.
They couldn’t even reach the curtains.
Because of this, the paper ran out.
They started using their underwear to wipe themselves, which led to the yellow stains of feces all over the underwear, even staining their hands.
They could only take off their outer pants to wipe their hands.
Later, the three gave up wiping altogether.
It beca what it is now.
Then, about eating and drinking.
Before, the three held the basins to drink water and grabbed dog food with their hands to shove into their mouths.
But now, their hands were covered in feces and couldn’t be washed with water.
They could only wipe with their pants.
They had no other choice.
For cleanliness,
they had to imitate real dogs.
Stretching out their heads and tongues to eat dog food and drink water.
Trying not to use their hands at all.
Because of this,
the three probably didn’t even notice
that Su Mi hadn’t done anything except imprison them here.
Their behavior was becoming more and more like dogs, not humans.
Everything was under Su Mi’s control and rhythm.
She was a professional.
She had trained countless dogs before.
“Xiao Q, how many days have we been locked here?”
At this mont, Ke Bei, lying aside, asked weakly.
Xiao Q also answered weakly: “I don’t know.”
At first, the three kept track of ti, but later, their sense of ti grew more and more vague, so they didn’t know what day or ti it was anymore.
They could only roughly judge by the setting sun outside.
“Are we going to be locked here forever? Xiao Hua, Dad! Mom! Damn it, no one has co looking for ! Haven’t they noticed I’m missing?!”
Xiao Peng wailed in despair.
During this short ti locked up, he felt like he was living in hell.
Especially after defecating without paper to wipe, leaving feces stuck to his bottom.
Xiao Q glanced at Xiao Peng, who was covering his face crying, and had nothing to say.
He had no hope that his family or friends could find him.
He felt that if anyone could find him, it would probably be his detective uncle.
But even that hope was only about one percent higher than the hope from family and friends.
There was no way.
Think about it carefully—they definitely weren’t the first batch to enter Alice Apartnt.
Before them, who knew how many batches had co in.
Those people were probably either dead or imprisoned just like them.
The sudden disappearances of those people hadn’t caused any uproar, so how could they expect to cause one?
Moreover, the forces behind the apartnt were too huge. The disappearance of just a few people like them had probably already been handled long ago.
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