Chapter 252 109 White Ring and Black Sun (Part 1)

Chapter 252 109. White Ring and Black Sun (Part 1)

Jingle Bell--

The attitude of the warden of Shiratori Town Prison, Ozawa Sentaro, is a little surprised. People don't often call him here. If it is a family member visiting the prison, the call should be made to the front desk, not directly to the office.

So there was no need to think about it. This must be a call from the gentleman above. He didn't dare to neglect and answered the call quickly: "Hi, Shiratori Prison, this is Ozawa."

"SCIA (Sky Ring Intelligence Agency), what is the current situation in the prison?"

The person who answered spoke hurriedly and did not even use honorifics. However, when Ozawa heard the identity of the person, he did not dare to care about it and said quickly:

"Ah, it turns out it's from SCIA. I'm sorry. The prison conditions here are very good, and the prisoners are docile. In the long-term low temperature environment, they have no way of rioting. They rush to do labor every day."

However, the SCIA operator didn't bother to listen to his compliments and boasts about his management. He just said coldly:

"We have received news that members of the Red Ban team have begun to gather. We recommend that you be prepared. They may want to rob the prison."

"Hey, is it true? Prison robbery? This is no small matter."

Ozawa Shuntaro said, but he didn't really care:

"Having said that, they shouldn't be so stupid. My prison is a tower built with the architecture of the old era. It is impregnable. It is less than 10 kilometers away from a combined brigade. Why do you think that the Red Ban team has less than 2,000 They don’t dare to attack us even with their own strength, right?”

"The 107th Combined Brigade was transferred away for military operations, that's all I can say."

After that, the other party hung up the phone directly, as if he had more important things to deal with.

"Hey, what do you mean by transfer? Military operation? Are you going to fight with the Red Arrow?"

The warden shouted for a long time, but the other party had already hung up. He was so angry that he hung up the phone. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Based on the level of Shiratori Town Prison, it is reasonable to say that it is similar to the Fairy Island of Frost Plate. However, the latter is the top priority of the country and has an extremely high confidentiality factor. The warden is an important minister of the country, but he is no more than He is an ordinary civil servant who depends on the Chancellor of Finance if he wants to allocate funds for expansion.

Now it's better, the person in charge of intelligence can also take advantage of him. His attitude was so arrogant, which made Ozawa Zuntaro very unhappy, so he didn't take the threat from the other party seriously.

Are you kidding me? The core figure of the Red Banners, Gretwal Nightsong, is imprisoned here. Even without the help of the Synthetic Brigade, this prison is a formidable fortress. Even if there is no water or power, there is still ammunition stored for at least half a year. and supplies, and if necessary, prisoners can be mobilized as disciplinary troops to fight to the death.

What's more, the Akaban team's record is really mediocre. Without Gretwal, relying only on the former pilot named Hazama Kagami would be useless.

"A mere group of stragglers is nothing to be afraid of."

Ozawa Shuntaro's contempt is justified. On the one hand, the anti-war movement of the Red Ban team has failed. On the other hand, he lives in a remote mountain suburb. Naturally, he does not know that SCIA is very busy because of the out-of-control Kowloon party scene. .

Rather, it would be strange for people to think there is something wrong in this situation.

"Calm down, SCIA people have always been like this. They take credit and are arrogant. It's not surprising." The secretary also repeatedly agreed: "Besides, with the manpower of the Red Ban team, how can they be our opponent?"

"That's right." Ozawa Shuntaro hugged his shoulders and muttered: "SCIA is also making a fuss. Could it be that something big happened? But it shouldn't be. It's a gathering in Kowloon now, and the centers of various countries should only be in Qiong'anjing. , the whole country is on high alert, how dare the Red Bans take action at this time? "

"Speaking of which," Ozawa Izumi Taro thought of this and casually asked, "How is the situation with Gretwo Yege?"

The secretary said: "We are very cooperative in eating, resting and working. We even chatted and played cards with the inmates in the prison. It seemed like we were enjoying ourselves."

Ozawa Sentaro touched his chin:

"...It's really strange. With just those swill and sorghum buns, he, a strong man near the gamma level, works ten hours a day, but he doesn't starve due to lack of energy."

"Maybe it's because of my special physique - but since I'm so hungry, I probably won't have the strength to resist."

"I think it's still not safe."

Ozawa Shuntaro still knows very well in his heart that there is a high probability that outsiders cannot get in, so it is worth paying attention to beware of riots inside the prison.

Especially these kind of strong people who claim to be progressive, they have imprisoned a lot of them here.

"How about this." The secretary thought for a while and came up with an idea: "It's almost noon. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some food with trace amounts of toxins for them. They will definitely not be able to bear it if they are hungry now."

"But you can't poison them," Ozawa Shuntaro reminded: "Today is a society governed by law. If the prisoner dies, our funds will be deducted, and what will happen if the factory production is delayed? You have to think carefully."

"Put it on me." The secretary smiled: "This is the Hojo family's medicine, there will be no problems. It just makes them weak, it won't kill them."

"It's enough to pull out the tiger's teeth, but it still has to crawl through the fire ring. You know, every prisoner is an important asset of our prison, and we must take good care of them."

"yes."

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"She still won't come out?"

The dim sunlight fell from the gap, casting the shadow of the narrow mirror on the ground, which was very long and could not be seen as a human shape at all.

"Since she came back from the outside world, she has been locking herself in the room. According to the plot, she should give some speeches to inspire people at this time, right?"

The narrow mirror raised his hand and pressed it on his face with protruding blood vessels. Deep silver could be seen in the blood vessels. With the increase of breathing pressure, it flashed through the blood vessels. Black crow feathers grew along the shoulder blades and fell slowly.

"Big Sister is not that kind of person. She is not good at speaking and does not know how to speak. This kind of work is done by Gretwal. Big Sister only beats people. She usually doesn't say much. When Brother Gretwal is rescued, she will naturally speak frequently."

- Whisper, call, murmur.

The narrow mirror fell to the ground, her pupils kept shrinking and rotating, her body shape kept changing, her muscles expanded and shrank, she quickly dehydrated, and then swelled up quickly. After repeating several times, the spine began to produce new blood continuously, which was a kind of blood with powerful power and spirituality.

She thought that being infected by the evil spirit and awakening her superpowers was already the most painful experience, but the distortion and peeling she was enduring now were hundreds of times more terrifying than the former.

The intimate voice like a mother made people put down all their thoughts and vigilance, and they couldn't wait to embrace her. A lot of information that shouldn't exist in this world was like a brand, deeply engraved in the depths of their minds.

Countless people looked at her and smiled at her. What was reflected in their eyes was neither the narrow mirror nor humans, but a crow with strange wings and human standing. Just seeing it, the word "thief" would surge in their hearts.

People told her to give up this ridiculous real world, it's time to embrace the real society.

It's time to give up... She can't stand it anymore. The real world and that hidden existence are intertwined and emerging, and her cognition is constantly destroyed and reshaped.

Death, hunger, war, plague, discrimination, prejudice, difference, class, poverty, ignorance, short-sightedness, suffering, hatred, jealousy.

The crimes committed by these blue star people and all the negative phenomena that exist are clearly displayed in front of her by that society. Strong negative emotions and pessimism rise from her heart. The stronger the disgust for reality, the stronger the attraction of that society to herself.

The narrow mirror can't imagine what kind of person can not despair of this world.

This world is so fucking rotten.

On one hand, some people can't afford to starve to death, and on the other hand, some people pour milk into the ditch; on one hand, some people die in the cold and wet trenches, and on the other hand, some people chant the wind, flowers, snow and moon in the warm court; on one hand, child laborers have their legs chopped off by lathes, and on the other hand, some people complain that people nowadays are not working hard enough.

People with higher education only want to emigrate and run away, while illiterate farmers and workers are delusional about the prosperity of the country.

Fuck reality.

That existence called society did not say anything tempting, but just showed her the reality without any exaggeration, which made her collapse.

She did not want to get up, just stop like this, and never fight again.

The narrow mirror leaned against the wall, the silver blood in the artery became more turbulent, and her consciousness gradually fell.

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"I don't want to be ordered by the master to fight with the poor of another country."

The figure of Gretwal Night Song holding the calico cat is still in front of him. He gently brushed the injured calico cat, and the light dust of vitality in his body gently healed the poor little cat.

"If the war is won, the honor will go to the master and the group. Only the blood and scars will be left to poor people like us."

His eyes were so gentle, as warm as fire, but his tone was colder than deep water, covering that determined heart:

"If the war is lost, people like us will die, and we will be called butchers by the enemy and cowards by the people."

The boy in the past was forged by fire and deep water, and finally became a warrior of steel.

"I don't want you and me to become such monsters."

Bang!

Facing the suppression of anti-war people by the Tianhuan people, he just picked up the shield, went against the crowd without hesitation, and blocked the tank with his flesh and blood:

"Stand behind me, you won't get hurt again."

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"Gray, you are an idiot, a hopeless idiot."

Hasama Jing covered his eyes, shook his neck slightly, and slowly stood up from the dying struggle.

"But smart people will never be friends with you. Smart people always look down on us, a bunch of stinky rats in the sewer."