late at night.
Lin Fengzi leaned back in the military vehicle, one hand on the file bag and the other fiddling with the voice recorder.
The car stopped in front of an inconspicuous detached house in the military compound. Lin Fengzi stood at the door and checked the contents of the file bag one last time. She rubbed her face and went inside.
"grandfather."
An elderly man, around seventy years old, sat on the sofa. He was somewhat thin, but his eyes shone brightly, and his back was ramrod straight.
Even the usually carefree Lin Fengzi subconsciously slowed her pace in front of him, bending down carefully to place the things in her hands in front of her grandfather.
He took the opportunity to express his deep feelings on the gleaming glass tabletop, making sure nothing seemed amiss.
He had never succeeded in lying to his grandfather since he was a child.
Today, he is going to tell his grandfather a huge lie.
He didn't know what would happen to him if his grandfather exposed his lie today, but he was certain that if his grandfather found out that he had tampered with the documents and the recording pen, Ruan Chen's situation would probably be very difficult.
Thinking of Ruan Chen, Lin Fengzi's emotions were also complicated. He knew that this girl was excessively intelligent and precocious, but how could she do something like inducing more than a dozen people to kill each other?
"You're here?" Marshal Lin put down his newspaper. "You rascal, you've finally decided to come home for a visit. If I hadn't given you something to do, were you planning to stay away from home again this year?"
Lin Fengzi carefully sat on half of the sofa, smiling ingratiatingly, "Grandpa, why did you come back? My dad gets angry whenever he sees me, and he keeps saying he wants me to drop out of medical school. He keeps saying what a future there is in being a doctor."
Marshal Lin lifted his slightly drooping eyelids. "Alright, don't try to sow discord between you and your father in front of me. That's between you two."
As he spoke, he glanced at the documents and voice recorder that Lin Fengzi had placed on the table. "You've already looked at them, haven't you? Tell me?"
Lin Fengzi got up and walked behind her grandfather, massaging his neck and shoulders with just the right amount of pressure. "I just flipped through it casually, there was nothing. All of Ruan Chen's physical indicators were normal. I also recorded my conversation with her. She really doesn't remember anything. Grandpa, what exactly did you check on her for? She's just a little girl, not even an adult yet, still in high school."
"You don't need to speak well of her in front of me," Marshal Lin said with a pleased expression, enjoying his grandson's service. "Knowing that you have a good relationship with this girl, have you had your mental strength checked?"
Lin Fengzi's back was covered in sweat. She first exclaimed, "Ah, I think they've done everything, right? I've been with her at the hospital these past few days and we've done every possible test. Nothing was abnormal. The doctor said that her unconsciousness is definitely not due to mental damage, but rather because she was frightened."
Lin Fengzi paused, then added, "But I suspect it's possible that Zhanlu's pilot slightly interfered with Ruan Chen's mental power. That night, Zhanlu brought Ruan Chen back. After all, he's one of the Ten Famous Swordsmen, so his mental power is definitely above Ruan Chen's."
Old Master Lin snorted, not echoing Lin Fengzi's words or expressing his own opinion, but instead reaching for the recording pen and documents.
But he didn't pick up either of those things; instead, he picked up the water glass on one side and took a sip.
“Grandpa,” Lin Fengzi was confused about her grandfather’s attitude and whether she had said something wrong. She kept trying to find a way to make amends. “Maybe my deduction is wrong, or maybe I didn’t read her medical report carefully enough. Why don’t you take another look at it yourself?”
"No need, you can take these two things and destroy them later, I don't want to look at them." Marshal Lin said in a relaxed tone.
"ah?"
"What do you mean, 'ah'?" Marshal Lin glanced at his grandson. "This afternoon, Fu... cough cough, Zhanlu's pilot admitted that his mental power had gone out of control, dragging everyone present except Ruan Chen into an illusion."
"Oh, that pilot is so skilled?" Lin Fengzi was so absent-minded that she didn't realize she had said the wrong thing.
Marshal Lin glared at him angrily and slammed the cup in his hand heavily on the table.
"You think it's impressive? This is clearly brutal and ruthless! Do you even know what kind of punishment this pilot will face?!"
Lin Fengzi shuddered, instinctively straightened up, and asked, following her grandfather's words, "What punishment?"
His mind was filled with thoughts of why Zhanlu's technicians had taken the blame for Ruan Chen's enormous mistake.
Although the nature of this matter is very serious, if it were the pilots of Ruan Chen and Zhan Lu, the former would obviously face a lighter punishment.
After all, she had not formally entered the state apparatus and had never received systematic training in mental strength. It was understandable that she lost control and acted cruelly in a life-or-death crisis.
"He's currently in solitary confinement," Marshal Lin quickly suppressed his emotions. "He'll stay in confinement for now; the pilot's situation is rather complicated."
Solitary confinement.
This place extracts the memories a person least wants to recall and replays them over and over again.
The environment in the solitary confinement cell was not harsh; the empty room was clean, and there was a comfortable-looking armchair.
But there's nothing else superfluous besides that.
The boy sat quietly in the large armchair, his fingers slightly interlaced on his knees, his dark eyes calmly surveying his surroundings.
Fu Jianzhi was not panicked. He was even curious about what he feared most.
A slight sense of being stripped away came over him. He knew that the solitary confinement room was extracting his memories. Fu Jianzhi did not resist, but instead opened his mental network without reservation.
The surrounding environment began to change rapidly, but it was cut into pieces of pixels. Bizarre colors flowed around him, and he could vaguely see fragments of Fu Jianzhi's life over the past twelve years.
When he was young, he was bullied by his older brother in the Fu family and ostracized by the servants who looked down on him. He ranked third in the whole grade and went to his father to show off, but he saw his father admiring his brother's national competition certificate and trophy.
He saw himself and his brother being taken to the Martial Arts Research Institute. Zhanlu hesitated for a long time between the two, and unsurprisingly, he chose his brother again.
My brother is always so outstanding.
He saw the dark muzzle of a gun pointed at him, and his father's choice was still his dazzling older brother.
Fu Jianzhi sat relaxed in the armchair. He really didn't understand the meaning of this solitary confinement room. It was just some unpleasant little episodes in his past life, let alone the most terrifying thing in his life.
The flow of the surrounding scene slowed down, and the images disappeared one by one, with blank spaces replacing the missing parts, as if the confinement room had realized that Fu Jianzhi didn't care at all.
Fu Jianzhi couldn't help but hold his breath slightly. He had a premonition that this solitary confinement room seemed to have found something in his mind.
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