In the silence, Jin Sen yawned: "The prison bed is quite soft."

An Zhe looked around him. In the small prison cell, there was a two-meter-long and one-meter-long plastic board in the corner, with a white blanket on the end of the board - this was probably the so-called bed.

He went over there, sat down with his legs crossed, wrapped himself in the blanket, and leaned against the wall.

Footsteps came from the end of the corridor, and dazzling lights shone in the aisle. Three soldiers from the city defense station were checking the room with flashlights. When they passed by us, a soldier on the left said, "There are three more people. Who sent them in?"

"The Tribunal, Colonel Lu is awesome. The city defense station is now the logistics team of the Tribunal."

"The Tribunal wants to take over the city defense station completely, but the director is still holding on."

The flashlights flashed in our faces, and we said no more. We walked forward, checked each one, and went up from another passage. After

our movements disappeared, the entire underground space was silent, with only the breathing of the prisoners. They were very cold, and Anzhe could feel it. In the distance, there was the sound of water drops falling on the plastic board. Boss Xiao muttered, "The city defense station is wasting water resources like this."

But the sound of water drops falling continued, without interruption, and evenly. Jin Sen said, "It's a watch."

An Zhe listened hard and recognized that the sound came from the next door, ringing at very short intervals. It was not water drops, but the sound of an old mechanical clock.

In the darkness, the second hand turned at a constant speed, and time stretched infinitely.

Finally, Jin Sen said, "Boss Xiao, you have a lot of experience. How long will we be locked up?"

"Not for long." Boss Xiao said, "Illegal theft of judges' information depends on the means, and no harm to the judges is caused."

"I think it's wrong. You're too profitable," Jin Sen said. "You won't be in prison for long, but you'll be fined."

Boss Xiao: "Then I'd rather be in prison for a few more years."

Jin Sen sighed: "The judge is the judge. Even taking a photo will get you detained. I'd better sell mobile phones honestly in the future. I took a photo and was taken away by the court. At that time, I thought I was a monster without knowing it. I was scared to death."

Boss Xiao didn't say anything, but a clear young man's voice came from the cell next to An Zhe: "I've seen the crime of illegally stealing the judge's information."

Boss Xiao asked: "How long will he be in prison?"

"The shortest is three months, the longest is three years. One person has been executed. You wanted to assassinate the judge."

Boss Xiao asked tentatively, "...did you succeed?"

"Attempted."

"Then what about execution?" "

This is what the Judges Act stipulates." The voice said calmly, "There is no absolute safety for the judge, and there is no absolute authority for the judge."

Boss Xiao said, "Then...we have no intention of harming you. How long will you be locked up?"

The voice said, "It depends on the judge's mood."

An Zhe grabbed the blanket with his fingers and felt that the judge was in a good mood.

Jin Sen asked curiously, "Brother, what did you do?"

The voice said, "Incitement and spreading panic."

Jin Sen seemed confused, "Huh?"

"I was writing for the Chemical Institute, and the City Defense Office arrested me." The man next door said, "The Chemical Institute went bankrupt, and I was not released."

An Zhe thought, it turned out to be An Ze's colleague.

Jin Sen said, "How long were you in prison?"

"Life imprisonment."

Jin Sen was obviously silent for a moment: "You are kidding me."

The man smiled and did not answer.

An Zhe thought about it. According to An Ze's memory, what he was doing was a very safe job.

놛 asked the man next to him: "What are you writing?" The man said:

"I write popular science about the history of the base. My pen name is Poet. Have you read it?"

An Zhe: "No." The poet said: "Then do you want to listen? You have a nice voice." "Your voice is very nice." An Zhe felt that 놛 seemed to want to speak, so he said: "I want to listen." "Stop." Boss Xiao said: "You are guilty of incitement. Don't even think about inciting our children." "It's better for you to just listen. Don't be afraid of being arrested." The poet said with a smile: "After all, you have been arrested." What 놛 said actually made sense. "It took me a long time to sort out the things I brought back. Since I was locked up here, I rarely have the chance to talk about it." The poet said, "However, you guys don't know the details of those things." An Zhe said, "I don't know." "Oh?" The poet said, "Then I'll tell you in detail." "Let me think about where to start..." Wang's speech gradually slowed down: "Let's start from the desert era." "Before the desert age, it was the 'prosperous period'. There were seven billion people on the earth. In the plains, you would definitely come across a village or city after driving for an hour. The city was full of people. Outside the city were farmlands, livestock farms and factories, which provided products and materials for the city. There were wars at that time, but they were all wars between countries. Animals and plants were no match for human weapons." He paused here, as if he was sorting out his thoughts. After a while, he said, "That was in 2020. It was more than a year ago."