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Dark Star, Sky City, Abandoned Port.
Inside the container that served as a temporary shelter, the radio was turned on by a trembling hand covered in blood, emitting distorted electrical sounds.
Fresh, warm blood spread from the floor of the container to the beach outside. The traces of blood followed the footprints all the way to the deserted coast until they were wiped away by the waves, making the rusty smell of the blood mixed with the sea breeze and difficult to smell.
[The world's most insane terrorist/element is holding the heir of the Sky Group hostage and is still on the run... The Sky Group is not afraid of the threat. While strengthening the intensity of the wanted manhunt, it has decided to implement the Sky Curtain Project as usual...]
The weather was extremely cold, with snow slowly falling from the sea, but the radio continued to broadcast news that no one wanted to listen to:
[At the same time, His Majesty the North Star will ascend the throne with the help of Queen Mother Inès...]
Wu Ci covered his wound and walked on the beach.
His lung was stabbed and blood was leaking out from his fingers, reminding him that the situation was far beyond his expectations of whether he would die of illness.
Wu Ci staggered, leaving a trail of blood on the rocky beach, and walked alone towards the sea.
No one knew him, no one saw him, only the rip current swept him into the deep sea.
The feeling of death is like sinking into a river of sticky mud. Wu Ci felt like he was lying in the water, floating along with the current, while the mud and sand rushed into his nostrils, suffocating him and making him unable to think.
He didn't know how long he floated, but he finally felt a gravitational force.
Wu Ci opened his eyes... and saw a row of black gun muzzles.
If he saw it correctly, he was being forced into a corner in a very undignified manner, with a team of armed men in black uniforms pointing their guns at his head.
Wu Ci bit the tip of his tongue to confirm the authenticity, and looked around awkwardly at the affirmative answer brought by the pain.
He was in a dark alley with no surveillance cameras. The street lights flickered as if there was poor contact, and it didn't look like there were other people passing by.
Slowly straightening his back, Wu Ci asked hesitantly, "...Good evening?"
A stern voice suddenly came from the intercom on the chest of the captain who was leading the armed personnel, "Stop him with force! Open fire immediately if he speaks or moves!"
The second half of Wu Ci's attempt at negotiation was immediately stuck in his throat, and the smile on his face froze.
The ferocious armed men in front of him were like facing a powerful enemy, and looked like they were about to pull the trigger at the next second. The captain in the lead was even holding something that looked like a grenade, with an expression that said he would detonate the grenade and die heroically if there was any unusual movement.
"Shut up! Don't move! Put down your weapons! Hold your head and squat!"
Wu Ci looked at the pencil in his hand, which was called a "weapon", in confusion, and finally wisely chose to raise his hands and keep silent.
Although he seemed to be dead and had no idea what was going on, anyone who woke up with a group of people pointing guns at their heads would know that the situation was not good.
These armed personnel were carrying standard-issue guns, wearing steel-soled boots, and wearing peaked caps with special logos inlaid in the center. Wu Ci had never seen the style of pure black uniforms before, but he was familiar with the logos on the chest of the uniforms and in the center of the hats.
——It was a dim star that was completely covered by a layer of crystals and surrounded by thorns.
This is the Dark Star symbol, which is usually seen in places associated with law enforcement and government agencies.
This means that this is still the Dark Star World that Wu Ci is familiar with.
So, these guys in front of me are probably... the law enforcement team or something like that...
Well... just listen to them first and see how the situation develops... Wu Ci thought so as he obediently let the law enforcement team put a blindfold on him, handcuffed his hands behind his back, and pushed him into the escort vehicle.
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The law enforcement officers were very efficient. Not long into the ride, Wu Ci was forced to sit on a cold chair, and his handcuffs were replaced with those connected to the metal table in front with a click.
The blindfold was roughly pulled off, and the glare of the interrogation light made him squint his eyes.
Wu Ci calmed down and looked forward with his eyes stimulated by the strong light. Among the two blurry figures opposite him, a police officer with a black outline asked him fiercely, "Name?"
"Witchcraft," he answered.
"gender?"
The handcuffed Wu Ci was silent for a moment, then looked down at himself and said, "It looks like it's a man. I can't rule out other possibilities."
"Civilian! Watch your attitude! Give me a positive answer!" The police officer sitting opposite and in charge of the interrogation finally couldn't bear it anymore and slammed the table.
"Sorry, I'll try my best." Wu Ci said calmly.
Just now, while being escorted to the police station by the law enforcement vehicle, he managed to understand the situation.
He was indeed dead, but he came back to life in a new body.
That sounds good, but the bad thing is that now it has been 20 years since the day he died.
What's even worse is that this body has no memories left. He only learned its name by touching the indentation on the student ID card he was wearing.
This body is also called "Wu Ci", Wu Ci from Class A, Grade 3 of Dark Star High School. This is the only information currently known about him.
Apart from this, the only clues available were the pencil in his hand and a bunch of red silk threads of unknown meaning hidden under his shirt and wrapped around his arm.
Wu Ci felt that the red line wrapped around his arm was slightly wet and sticky, as if it was the touch of blood.
The final details: his nails were a little longer and had some wear and tear from the thread.
When you know nothing, make bold assumptions and verify them carefully.
Based on the clues, Wu Ci slowly made an inference that before he came, this body had just killed someone with the silk thread wrapped around its arm.
Or at least...it hurt people.
Considering the fact that he was pointed at gunpoint by armed law enforcement as soon as he woke up, the identity of this body might really be a bit problematic.
He could be... a criminal.
Thinking of this, although Wu Ci was surprised, he did not act too out of control.
It's not the first time that someone has become a criminal in the blink of an eye.
Wu Ci was an orphan all his life. He studied hard and finally caught up with the starting point of ordinary people. He found an ordinary job and became a screw in society, doing some tedious and repetitive tasks, numbly overdrawing his young body for the house that was out of reach.
He should have lived his life to death in this orderly manner. Fortunately, he did not need to be urged by his parents to get married and continue the family line. He only needed to save enough for a down payment and take out a mortgage like everyone else, and then wait for a dozen years, and then find a quiet place to die alone with his body that was completely overdrawn, suffering from major and minor illnesses and struggling to survive, to preserve his dignity.
But the life he expected did not come true.
The Dark Planet where Wu Ci lives is a twisted world where the world is unified, there is no crime or war on the surface, everything is peaceful and prosperous, but people actually enjoy themselves to death.
He had been trying very hard to live, but his mistake was that he had no background, no relatives or friends, he didn't communicate with others, he didn't like to go online, and he had that face which was the source of all his misfortunes.
Because a cold and dusty face is very conflicting with the identity of a murderer, so...
——A global entertainment legal education program sponsored by the largest Dark Star company, Sky Group, has set its sights on him.
The program team and the official pretended that Wu Ci was mentally ill without his knowledge, so as to make him doubt himself and plant the seeds for him to run into obstacles in finding a job.
Then...the global live broadcast began.
This show makes Wu Ci wake up at the scene of a murder and find himself on a wanted warrant. He thinks he has become a murderer due to mental illness.
Wu Ci had no bad intentions. In a situation like this, the first thing he thought of was to turn himself in.
He really thought that he had killed an innocent person while having a mental breakdown. He felt guilty and unforgivable, so he gave all the money he had worked hard to earn to buy a house to the "victim's family" and wanted to surrender himself.
This kind of behavior, this kind of struggle, can only be regarded as an ordinary little joke, which is not proportional to the investment in the program. If it ends with such a lackluster behavior, the program crew pursuing ratings will certainly not let it go.
Therefore, due to the cooperation between the authorities and the program team, Wu Ci was suppressed when he wanted to go to the law enforcement agency voluntarily. His voice of struggle and defense was forcibly strangled, and he was imprisoned and tortured and beaten. A loophole was deliberately left to lure him to escape. Finally, they concluded that he was a born criminal who would commit a crime at the slightest temptation. He could only flee in despair under the pursuit of the law enforcement agencies, and his guilt was confirmed.
Later, as he fled, the charges against Wu Ci became more and more serious, and finally he was even charged with crimes against humanity, becoming the number one terrorist/evil element condemned by the world.
The legal education program claims to be about legal education, but its purpose is actually to entertain.
Sarcastic, absurd, and ridiculous.
As the protagonist of the show, Wu Ci did not realize the false charges against him until he was about to die, and that his entire life had become a laughing stock to the audience all over the world.
Wu Ci does not think he has violated any law. If he has, then those who use him for entertainment have not violated the law? Just because they are people from all over the world, can they just treat him as a little clown with a clear conscience because the law is not responsible?
Because he is a small person, with no power, no influence, no background, and he doesn't even have a friend willing to speak up for him, so his life is not important at all and no one respects him.
Being forced to use all his energy to provide entertainment for everyone was considered an honor for him as a criminal.
Due to the arduous escape and persecution he suffered in prison, Wu Ci became increasingly ill after escaping from prison.
He thought he was going to die of illness, but he met a hot-blooded foolish young man who, after watching too many entertainment shows, really believed that he was some kind of vicious criminal. Thinking of being a hero, he stabbed him excitedly and even took a video of him after stabbing him to show off to his friends.
Death is the last right of a person at the end of his life. Dying with dignity can help people regain their dignity.
Although the process was somewhat beyond expectations, at least the result was death.
At this point, Wu Ci chose a seemingly better way to die. He was swept into the deep sea by a rip current and woke up like this.
In this situation, he certainly couldn't say that he had traveled back in time from 20 years ago, as this would cause him to be treated as a mental patient or sliced up. He also couldn't reveal the currently unknown identity of his body. So, this meant that Wu Ci had to rely on this known information to pass the interrogation of the two police officers opposite him and get himself out of the police station.
What has the world become like now?
He is very interested in these.
The new world 20 years later, a new life where I am no longer treated as Xiao Chou.
It is a gift.
Wu Ci considered himself an ordinary person, a hopeless nobody with no shining points other than his face. Even though he had been on the run for so long in his previous life, he was pushed around and learned nothing except the bad nature of human beings.
He knew nothing about the era 20 years later. He didn't know whether there was some new detective system monitoring him, nor did he know whether the experienced policeman sitting opposite him had already found out everything about his body and was observing his micro-expressions without leaving any trace.
All Wu Ci could do was try his best not to reveal any flaws that might be discovered by others.
This body, this identity, represents a chance to start over, and now that this chance is his, he will never let it go.
This is a gift, and he needs to go through these necessary difficulties to obtain this gift.
Fortunately, the situation is not too bad now. The law enforcement team was so serious when they arrested him, but when he got here, it was just an ordinary interrogation room. The police opposite him were also ordinary police officers, different from the law enforcement team just now. They did not use any lynching on him, and did not even search him. They just took away the pencil in his hand.
This means that the original body's previous crimes have not been discovered yet, or perhaps the original body has the "characteristics" of a murderer. After he replaced the original body, the officer on the intercom did not find any "characteristics" similar to the original body and thought he had caught the wrong person. Now he is just put in the interrogation room to investigate and clarify the suspicion.
When Wu Ci was on the run in his previous life, he read a book about acting, which said that if a person panics when he knows nothing, he will be suspected.
Furthermore, when you are in a state of suspicion and you don't know whether the other party has any bottom line, you must not be too weak and timid, and appear to have no background... Otherwise, the other party may directly use you as a scapegoat for the real criminal and use you as a tool to get by because they don't want to bother with it.
If you want to avoid being made a scapegoat and being suspected of having problems, the more special features you have, the better. Ask questions proactively, control the rhythm, and shift the other person's thinking to the direction you want it to go.
Wuci knew what to do.
Now, he needs to remain decent and calm, treat this as a gambling game, relax like a seasoned gambler, and let himself play the role of the confident protagonist.
First of all, it is the posture. A relaxed posture can pretend his confidence, while the small movements and manners that are revealed inadvertently can reveal his cultivation, making it difficult for people to see through him at a glance.
Next, it is the expression. Wu Ci cannot use the clue of a name to analyze what kind of person the original body is in a short time, so he has to do subtraction in the expression, try to reduce the difference in personality, increase versatility, and don't let the difference be too big to attract people's attention.
"Keep calm", "keep calm", "stay composed", and occasionally "smile".
In any situation, people can mistakenly interpret the smile as "polite", "indifferent", "gloomy", "playful" or "shy", whichever is more appropriate to the original character.
Then comes the eyes and expression. Eyes are the windows to the soul.
Repeat the witch words silently and pay attention to your eyes.
Without analyzing the original person's personality, try to weaken the emotions in the eyes.
Maybe it should be similar to...the dead fish eyes of the male protagonist in the comics?
"Excuse me...have you completed the registration?" Wu Ci tilted his head and squinted his eyes under the glaring light of the interrogation lamp.
His overly long hair covering the upper half of his face gave him an opportunity.
In this short time, he adjusted his facial expression little by little... At the beginning, he was just a little stiff and serious, pretending to be calm. Later on, the muscles he forced to control on his face were no longer so tense, but relaxed and free... The corners of his mouth also began to gradually rise.
The interrogation room seemed to gradually become his home ground.
Wu Ci crossed his handcuffed hands, rested his elbows on the table, and guided the police officer opposite him to tell him the clues about himself in a calm and puzzled tone. "I'm sorry to interrupt you two, but I've been wanting to ask you since a while ago, officer, what crime have I committed?"
"What crime do you think you have committed?" The bearded old policeman who looked older and had just been in charge of the main questioning took off his hat and threw it on the table, frowned and looked at Wu Ci who was sitting opposite him.
He was not very old, with semi-long black hair hanging down his back. His eyes were mostly blocked by the overlong hair on his forehead, so one could only see that his eyes seemed to be blue. There was also an inconspicuous light red scar under his left eye. His skin was even paler and sicker than that of the residents of the downtown area who had never seen the light of day for years.
As for his attire, he wore the black school uniform shirt of Dark Star High School, but without the school uniform jacket, which made him look thin and skinny.
The two hands placed on the table were very clean and beautiful, with no problem except that each nail was more than one centimeter long and slightly worn, which was a bit strange. The fingers were slender and perfect like ancient sculptures. Only the pen cord could be seen on the middle finger of the right hand, and the wrist bones were clearly visible. Because of the handcuffs, the hands looked even more bony and did not seem to have much strength.
He was nothing like the troubled students he had seen in the police station. Instead, he was like the kind of noble young man who was always at the top of his class and didn't talk much, with a gentle and reserved air of a scholar. The hardest job he had ever done in his life was moving books.
"Your student ID says that you are a student of Dark Star High School," the old policeman looked down at the student ID he got from Wu Ci, "I remember that today is the day of your college entrance examination. Why are you not in the examination room?"
Being asked about things he had no idea about, Wu Ci became even calmer... At this moment, under the glaring interrogation lights, he became even more calm and composed, and even a strange reaction was silently growing in the dark corners of his body.
——That is the hot blood flowing through the limbs and bones, controlled by the secretion of adrenaline.
The brain functions more actively, nerve reactions speed up, and all information conveyed by the world becomes as low-level, simple, and slow as frame after frame of animation, allowing Wu Ci to easily analyze the best behavior he should take.
His sickly and pale skin was like the metal shell of a computer host that was assimilated by the heat, and it was slightly hot during the overload of blood flow. He became excited and rational, just like a prisoner in shackles who finally broke through the cage that trapped him, dancing on the steel wires ten thousand meters high, soaring between the mountains formed by blades. Although it was dangerous, it was refreshing and satisfying!
The policeman opposite actually took up his guidance, which gave him great encouragement. He already understood clearly that he could easily make this drama a success!
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