Chapter 152 Chaotic Block No. 13 (9) Wei Xiangchen was accidentally injured...
The handcuffs were buckled around Gao Mengtang's wrists with a click.
Bai Jie suddenly felt like the sky was falling, and hugged Gao Mengtang's hands: "Boss, you can't leave! You can't leave!"
"Brother! Brother!" He Lun cried loudly, "I'm sorry, I hurt you!"
Gao Mengtang pulled his hand out with difficulty: "Well, I was detained for three days, not sentenced to death. Calm down... He Lun, why are you crying too? Aren't you also detained for three days?"
He Lun was stunned for a moment, then he held back his tears and said, "Oh, yes."
The three were handcuffed and dragged to the helicopter. Bai Jie held Gao Mengtang tightly, as if if he let go, they would never see each other again in their lives.
"Boss, I haven't had time to tell you that I met Wei Xiangchen. He wants to meet you tonight and tell you something about Tanhualing," Bai Jie stuffed the card Wei Xiangchen gave him into Gao Mengtang's hand.
"Wei Xiangchen also asked me to tell you something. Hydra is in Block 13."
Hearing these confusing words, Gao Mengtang couldn't help but be confused: "Who is Wei Xiangchen? Who is Hydra?"
The sound of the propellers rumbled like thunder, drowning out Bai Jie's voice. He opened his mouth wide, and Gao Mengtang couldn't hear a word he said. Behind Bai Jie, Wei Wei mouthed "take care".
The door closed and the helicopter took off.
"Your relationship with them is quite interesting."
Turning around, he saw the presiding judge, An Ning, beside him, browsing his phone. Except for Gao Mengtang, the only people on the helicopter Gao Mengtang was on were the staff of the courtroom.
"I shouldn't be sitting here." He touched the shackles on his wrists.
"There's no other place." An Ning turned off the phone screen and looked up at him. "What's your relationship with Meng Yiqiao?"
Gao Mengtang: "Friends."
"Meng Yiqiao is his real name?"
"Yes." Gao Mengtang answered naturally and easily, but his heart was beating wildly.
An Ning's intuition was so terrible that after just a few words of conversation, she became suspicious of Wei Wei.
Fearing that he might make more mistakes, Gao Mengtang added: "I only know his name is Meng Yiqiao. But I don't know him very well."
An Ning said "hmm" in an ambiguous tone: "Is Meng Yiqiao half white or all white?"
Half white means cutting off the part of the organ that secretes male hormones, and full white means cutting off the entire organ. Gao Mengtang did not understand these professional terms.
"What?" He felt that this topic was a bit sensitive.
An Ning raised her eyes to look at him: "It's okay."
However, Gao Mengtang vaguely guessed what An Ning was asking, which surprised Gao Mengtang.
An Ning didn't seem like a psychopath, and she shouldn't ask about these private matters. Why was she so curious about Wei Wei?
"Wu Yang, arrange him to the single detention room for sixth-class citizens, and the other two to the fifth-class male detention room." An Ning's words interrupted Gao Mengtang's thoughts.
"Yes." Wu Yang said.
Gao Mengtang was surprised: "Sir, I want to go to the men's detention room with my brother..."
"There are 12 people in a fifth-class detention room," An Ning opened her phone again. "You are as pretty as a grown-up girl. Can you walk out of there intact after being detained there for three days?"
Gao Mengtang: “…Oh.”
The helicopter flew over the building, toward the barren mountain, and landed on the rooftop platform of the prison. The three men were taken to the detention area, thrown into a cell, and the iron door was closed.
The management of Area 13 was not very strict. There was no inspection, no body search, and even the handcuffs were not removed.
The heavy door locked with a click, and the dust flew onto Gao Mengtang's face. He stared at the dark and cold metal with a feeling of annoyance.
Who is Wei Xiangchen? What is Hydra?
He sat on the small bed and wrapped his cold body with a quilt.
"Hey, new guy."
The sudden sound startled Gao Mengtang.
On the opposite wall, a huge head popped out. He had gray-black curly hair and a big beard. He was looking at Gao Mengtang enthusiastically.
This is the prison for sixth-class citizens, and sixth-class citizens are mutated humans. This head is half a meter long, and the skin has a rocky texture. Even the curly hair and beard seem to be carved one by one.
"Hello, hello." Gao Mengtang said.
"I'm not good," said Big Head, "I'm trapped here! Death penalty!"
Gao Mengtang: "Well... I'm sorry. What should I call you?"
"Crazy Old Sheep, that's what they all call me. I forgot my name." Crazy Old Sheep said, "When will you die?"
Gao Mengtang: "I don't plan to die for the time being."
"Is this something you are not prepared for? Hahaha, silly boy," Crazy Old Sheep laughed, "When a sixth-class citizen goes to prison, there is only one result - death! But the courtroom blew up last night, and they were busy with the courtroom's affairs, so they didn't execute us today... The man who blew up the courtroom is really a god! A merciful god!"
The compassionate god didn't know what to say and could only smile.
According to Crazy Old Sheep, he was originally a third-class citizen with an ID card of "Antelope Boy". He could walk on cliffs as if they were flat ground and could even pass through walls.
"Antelope boy?" Gao Mengtang was a little surprised. Identity cards often reflect personal characteristics. The appearance of the crazy old sheep has nothing to do with the word "boy".
The crazy old sheep chuckled, "A man is a boy until he dies. How old are you?"
Gao Mengtang: “Twenty-five.”
"Hahahahahaha, counting from the year I was born, I'm only 16 years old!" Crazy Old Sheep laughed endlessly and continued to talk.
After joining the Court of Justice, Crazy Old Sheep was heartbroken by the suffering of the lower classes, so he planned to assassinate His Majesty, but before he could start the action, the plot was exposed and he was thrown into prison.
The people in the court tortured him and forced him to give out his accomplices, but Crazy Old Sheep refused and endured it for two months.
Under torture, he began to mutate and became a sixth-class citizen. He was thrown into the wilderness to fend for himself. Later, he joined the Axe Man and continued to plan to assassinate the Emperor. However, the plot was exposed again and he was thrown into prison.
After listening to this, Gao Mengtang sighed and said, "Why are you doing this? If you have a job, just do it well. You've been working so hard until now and your life is almost gone."
"For glory, for justice, and for the suffering lower-class citizens!" The crazy old sheep suddenly became excited.
Gao Mengtang: "But how many people know that you want to assassinate His Majesty, how many people understand your painstaking efforts, and how many people will remember your name?"
“……” The crazy old sheep stopped talking.
"That's it," Gao Mengtang said with a smile, "The prerequisite for acting is that there must be an audience in the audience."
The crazy old sheep broke down and shrank his head into the wall. From the other room came loud wailing.
There were no windows in the cell, and there was no difference between day and night. The ventilation fan was humming, and the light was dim. Gao Mengtang lay on the small bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In the evening, the prison guards brought the food. The dishes were greasy and the seasonings were pungent. Gao Mengtang couldn't eat it and gnawed on a steamed bun that was hot on the outside but cold on the inside.
The temperature in the cell dropped suddenly. It was so cold that it made people shiver. Gao Mengtang wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and looked at the thermometer. It had dropped to -20°C.
"Captain Gao...your face..." A hollow, reverberant voice sounded in the void.
The waves condensed into the shape of a person, his body changed from translucent to opaque, he was wearing a very old-fashioned suit and holding an antique cane.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Wei Xiangchen, deputy leader of Heiou." He gracefully stretched out a hand and, against Gao Mengtang's wishes, held his hand which was still handcuffed and holding a steamed bun.
Wei Xiangchen's skin was as cold as ice. Shaking hands with him felt like the dry north wind blowing across my skin.
"Good evening." Gao Mengtang greeted with a smile.
"I went to see Bai Jie this afternoon, and he said you were here..." Wei Xiangchen briefly explained the cause and effect and introduced his life experience, "I have something to discuss with you..."
Wei Xiangchen leaned over and whispered a few words into Gao Mengtang's ear: "It's about Epiphyllum Ridge."
"It's not suitable to talk for a long time here. Can you please change the place with me?"
Gao Mengtang: "Of course... I mean, I don't want to go to jail either. But if I'm not here, where else can I go?"
"The body is a prison, but the soul is free." Wei Xiangchen said, "I can take your soul away."
Gao Mengtang was silent for a moment: "It sounds like you want to kill me."
"You worry too much. I don't have any attack skills." Wei Xiangchen said, and showed his task panel.
ID card: [444 Sacrifice]
Specialization: Defense Specialization (primary) Sewing Specialization (secondary)
Skills: [One Face for Each Person] [Soul Capture]
[One Face for All] Skill Description: After death, they lost their names and faces. Only a common name remained - Funeral Sacrifice
: The martyred person can create a clone, which shares the same identity skills, specialized skills and items as the original person. The maximum number of clones is 444.
After creating one or more clones, the upper limits of the martyr's spirit, physical strength, and magic points are halved.
[Soul Capture] Skill Description: Follow me to see the world of souls. Follow me to the other side of the dead.
: The Martyr can extract the soul of a living person. During this period, if the extracted soul is attacked, the damage will be 100% rebound to [444 Martyr].
: If the soul of the dead is extracted, it will become a puppet of [444 Martyr].
After reading the skill description, Gao Mengtang felt relieved and was eager to try it out. He had never experienced wandering in the spirit state.
"Okay, extract my soul and let's go out and talk." Gao Mengtang said excitedly.
Wei Xiangchen: "It will be a bit uncomfortable, don't resist. Your spirit value is too high, so it will be difficult to capture your soul."
Gao Mengtang cooperated very well: "Okay. I understand."
The cold hand pressed on Gao Mengtang's forehead.
For a moment, Gao Mengtang doubted the four words "a little uncomfortable".
It's not just a little uncomfortable, it's very painful.
He heard miserable screams coming from inside his body, as if dozens of giant hands were tearing and kneading his internal organs. The dull pain made Gao Mengtang tremble all over.
The hand pressed on his forehead was like a drainage pipe, sucking Gao Mengtang's head tightly, as if to suck him in and crush him.
The screams inside her body turned into curses from the other world. Gao Mengtang couldn't understand them, but he felt that they were quite dirty.
The curses in Esperanto dissipated and gathered into a rebuke that he could understand:
"How dare you!!!"
Gao Mengtang still did not resist. He tried his best to relax his body and let the invisible tube suck him in.
There seemed to be another scream. The powerful suction disappeared.
All sounds disappeared.
Is it over?
Gao Mengtang opened his eyes expectantly, hoping to see him floating in the form of a soul, but what he saw before him was a cell filled with black mud.
The twelve ghostly figures with lanterns hunched over with huge faces approaching Gao Mengtang. Although they had no facial features, Gao Mengtang could feel their gazes like blades.
"How dare you." The twelve ghosts muttered this sentence in a messy voice.
Gao Mengtang was puzzled. He looked down and saw Wei Xiangchen lying on the floor. His limbs were stiff, his eyes were bulging, his face was pale and almost purple, and he looked extremely scared. The last scream was from Wei Xiangchen.
"Are you okay?" Gao Mengtang touched his forehead and checked his breath.
No air.
Wei Xiangchen is a soul and can’t breathe... right?
Gao Mengtang was at a loss as to whether to collect his body or summon his spirit. At this moment, Wei Xiangchen's eyes suddenly moved, as unnatural as a puppet in a law.
He stared at Gao Mengtang, screamed again, and turned into waves of light on the spot, penetrating the wall of the cage and running away.
As long as the person is alive, that's fine. Gao Mengtang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled wearily.
System: “The highlights have been edited and uploaded to the platform.”
"I say, what good things have you done again?" Gao Mengtang asked.
The Twelve Ghosts still muttered: "No...next time."
"Did you hear me? There won't be a next time."
"Who are you?" Gao Mengtang sat on the bed again and wrapped himself in the quilt.
"There won't be a next time. The throne and we will not let you go, never..." The black quagmire melted into Gao Mengtang's body, "Forever."
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