"Fatty, you new here?" A guard in his forties stood next to Tian Xingjian, watching for a full half hour as Tian's deliberate, wild performance left him dizzy. The guard finally couldn't help but ask.
Fatty quickly stopped what he was doing, nodding and bowing, "Reporting, sir, I'm new here, first day on the job today."
The guard waved his hand, indicating for Fatty to continue working. "Not bad skills, did you do this before?"
Fatty restarted the mechanical assist arm, skillfully grabbing two drive shafts and joining them together, saying, "Yes sir, I'm a mechanic."
The guard grew interested, curious, "It's rare to see mechanics committing crimes and ending up here these days. Did you kill someone, Fatty?"
Tian Xingjian looked like an innocent man wronged, pitifully saying, "Sir, I was framed. They said I was a spy." The jerk shook his flabby body, asking miserably, "Sir, look at me, can I really be a spy?"
