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Prison life is very comfortable.
It's not as dramatic as imagined, there are only two or three people in the spacious detention room, and even if they are allowed to go out, they can't meet each other. It's impossible to talk about escape experiences.
The friends from the Special Affairs Department also take good care of him.
It seems that after hearing the strange story of him killing one person every ten steps without leaving a trace, they have developed a strange admiration and respect for him. Moreover, Huai Shi has never acted superior when they meet, so most people are familiar with him.
Now that he is in prison, although they can't let him escape due to their duties, they turn a blind eye to anything that is not excessive.
Moreover, Huai Shi is quite cooperative and does not cause any trouble for everyone.
After he received his cello and got his music player back from the evidence room, he started a fulfilling life of listening to music when he had nothing to do, practicing the cello in the morning, and practicing knife skills before bed.
Looking at it this way, it seems that there is no difference from the closed training before the unified examination!
Although he has already left school, he didn't expect the training life to catch up with him. Life is truly unpredictable.
However, on the third day, when he was practicing the cello as usual, he heard an unexpected voice.
"Hey, buddy." The isolated prisoner asked, "Can you play Bach?"
"Hmm?" Huai Shi raised his eyes, "You know Bach too?"
"It's rare." The person next door chuckled, "I am a graduate of the Ivy League in the Americas. How could I not know Bach?"
"Alright." Huai Shi nodded happily, "Which piece of the Unaccompanied Cello Suite do you like?"
"It doesn't matter which one."
The young man leaned against the wall and murmured softly, "I just want to hear some music, anything will do."
Huai Shi thought for a moment, pushed his hair that had grown long and was getting in the way behind his head, picked up the bow, and thought for a moment before plucking the strings.
Bach's Unaccompanied Cello Suite, Prelude.
When Huai Shi combined his practice with meditation, his skills and the sound of the cello seemed to undergo a qualitative change. It was not only his own playing ability, but also the infectiousness of the music that reached an alarming level.
Soon, a gentle melody flowed out from the strings, and the invisible sound filled every inch of this indifferent prison.
Everything seemed to become gentle.
Without harm.
In the morning sun, dust floated in the air, and everything was as beautiful as a dream.
Even the patrolling guards stopped their footsteps and listened quietly to the music coming from the cage not far away, immersed in the soft melody, with a smile on their lips.
In just two short minutes, it was over.
What followed was a long silence.
After a long time, Huai Shi heard a hoarse sigh from the next door.
"It's so beautiful." As if satisfied, the young man said sincerely, "Thank you."
Huai Shi hesitated for a long time, and finally asked, "Um... Do you know that I killed your father?"
Then, he heard a cough-like laughter from Qi Yuan.
"You don't have to worry." He said, "I knew about it on the first day."
"Don't you hate me?"
"Do you believe that I don't hate you?" Qi Yuan said, "Rest assured, I hate him more than I hate you..."
"Hmm?"
Qi Yuan suddenly laughed, "Do you know what it feels like to live in a transparent cage and be displayed as a model since childhood?"
Huai Shi thought for a moment and couldn't help but nod, "It sounds enviable."
"Yeah, worry-free, everything is taken care of, except that you can't find a hiding place under the spotlight. It's perfect to the extreme. Since I was young, even if I made a small mistake, Qi Wen would look at me with eyes that said 'I should have thrown you on the street like a stray dog'."
Qi Yuan sneered, "He never treated me as his son. In his eyes, I was a mistake in this world."
"Well, it's not that serious, right?"
"At first, I thought he had high expectations of me, so I tried my best to prove my abilities to him. Until later, he told me that I was the illegitimate child my mother had from an affair."
Speaking as if telling someone else's story, Qi Yuan's tone was almost indifferent, "He was afraid of being laughed at for being cuckolded. After getting rid of my mother, he raised me as if nothing had happened, just like raising a dog."
"..."
Huai Shi didn't know what to say, but Qi Yuan seemed to be in a good mood and asked mockingly, "You should have seen the illegitimate child he had outside, right? That one called He Luo, you must have killed him, right? That's his true heir... Hahaha, how was that old guy's expression at that time? Wasn't it wonderful?"
"Well, your family situation is really complicated."
"Who says it's not?" Qi Yuan said as if talking to himself, "Every family is the same, right? There will always be something unpleasant happening."
..."
Huai Shi didn't answer.
"Actually, I should thank you. If it weren't for you, I would probably have gone crazy by now." Qi Yuan's voice became hoarse, "I wanted to kill him, I tried every method I could think of. But I don't even know how to hold a knife. In the end, I became a complete joke."
Huai Shi shook his head, "I'm sorry, I don't know what to say."
"No need to answer, I just... just wanted to talk to someone. Sorry for bothering you, please continue playing the cello." Qi Yuan leaned against the wall and whispered as if praying, "Let me listen to the music."
"Okay."
The sound of the cello rang out again.
After that, Qi Yuan didn't say anything else.
In the midst of the fear, panic, and despair that had been entangled for these days, he finally fell asleep peacefully.
The sound of snoring filled the air.
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In prison, Huai Shi happily played the cello, completely unaware that the world outside the prison had already turned upside down.
Under Ai Qing's push, Director Fu, who had been stable for more than ten years, might have been stimulated too much and actually slapped the table to find his superiors and forcibly passed the temporary control plan for Xin Hai. Then, without leaving any room for negotiation, they launched a city-wide dragnet operation, screening and digging out one by one the mentally unstable people in the city.
In just a few days, the results were remarkable. The strong men from the suppression forces had taken down several hideouts, although they suffered some losses, they successfully killed several sublimators of several ranch owners on the spot.
This grand operation to eradicate evil had now entered its climax.
Under Ai Qing's command, through costly recovery and search, the three-day battle had entered its final stage.
The Sublimator forces, armed with various weapons, had completely surrounded the dilapidated Dragon Horse Building in the old city.
The headquarters of the Savior Church that used to operate in Xin Hai.
After ignoring all the negotiation demands from the other side, Director Fu, who had made up his mind, was determined to achieve success in one fell swoop. The results of the search in the past few days had made him sleepless for several days.
These bastards, in addition to embezzling the pensions of the old men and women and running underground cult groups, had even extended their tentacles into the schools in the city behind the influence of their parents.
Two schools even turned their leaders and teachers into believers, which almost made Director Fu explode on the spot.
"Useless! They are all useless! They are usually busy asking for money, they have taken a lot of money, but they only know how to do bad things! "
Thinking that his precious daughter had unknowingly been led astray by this group of lunatics, he wished he could hang all the leaders in front of the school gate.
"Negotiations? What negotiations!" Director Fu slammed the phone and laughed sarcastically, "Whether you all go to the border for labor reform for life or get collectively shot in ten minutes, do you really think you can have a good dream when you're about to die?!"
He hung up the phone rudely. He sat on the chair in the temporary command post on the front line and pointed at his subordinates one by one, "Get it done for me! Do you hear me? Even if you can't kill them, make them suffer to death! Set up all the weapons in the warehouse. I don't want this year's budget anymore. I want to crush these scourges here! Do you understand?!"
As a result, everything from rocket launchers, grenade launchers, machine guns, and even several tanks began to be deployed amidst the rumbling sounds.
If Huai Shi knew that the Special Affairs Department's heavy firepower was stored in the military district outside the city, he would definitely regret it. If he could get a rocket launcher or something, it wouldn't have been so difficult.
Ai Qing calmly watched everything.
Now that Director Fu was present, she didn't need to give any instructions on the scene. She couldn't be bothered with these things. As a local member of the Astronomical Society, her responsibility was not these, but to monitor the entire operation and ensure that this power was used correctly for the purpose of surrounding the realm.
And sign a document as a side task.
She didn't have to wait long. The door of the carriage was opened, and the reinforcements who had come from afar finally arrived for the final battle.
One of them was a bearded middle-aged man, wearing loose military uniform, rolling up his sleeves, and bulging his muscles when swinging his arms, revealing scarred burn marks.
The other wore frameless glasses and looked refined. His white shirt was spotless, and he led the way in a suit.
After saluting Director Fu and greeting him, the two showed Ai Qing their social security bureau credentials. The silent burly man didn't say a word, while the thin man with frameless glasses introduced himself:
"Hello, Miss Ai Qing. Following the instructions from the higher-ups, we have come to support. This is Sublimator Jin Mu, a third-stage sublimator, and I am Sublimator Shen Yue, also a third-stage sublimator. We brought a border relic. If it is convenient for the operation, please sign here."
Apparently, they had dealt with inspectors before, and to avoid trouble and disputes afterwards, Shen Yue directly took out their orders and operation instructions from the folder and handed them to Ai Qing.
"Of course." She took out a pen and signed her name on the permits of the two, confirming the legitimacy of their subsequent actions.
Then, her task was half completed.
The two support members glanced at each other, feeling that they had encountered an easy-going inspector.
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They seemed to relax a bit.
