Apocalyptic Forecast

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Life in prison is very pleasant.

There are no plots like the imaginary prison situation. In fact, there are only two or three people in Nuo University's detention cell. Even when the wind is released, they can't go together. You can't talk about the experience of jailbreak.

And the friends of the special affairs department also took good care of him.

It seems to have heard strange stories of him killing one person for thousands of miles without staying in line. He seems to have strange admiration and admiration for him. Moreover, when people meet on weekdays, Huai Shi never has a shelf.

Now that I have been in jail, although it is impossible to let him run because of his responsibilities, there is usually nothing excessive about it.

Moreover, Huai Shi is also very cooperative, not causing any trouble to everyone.

After he got his cello, he found someone to get his music player back from the exhibits, and then lived a full life of listening to music while sitting idle everyday, waking up early to practice the piano and practicing the knife before bed.

At first glance, there seems to be no difference from the closed training before the exam!

He has obviously left the school, but he did not expect that the life of the training camp was chasing him up. It can only be said that life is really ups and downs, which is hard to predict.

As a result, on the third day when he practiced the piano, he heard unexpected sounds.

"Hey, buddy." The quarantined prisoner asked, "Will Rabach?"

"Huh?" Huaishi raised his eyes. "Do you still know Bach?"

"How rare." The person next door was amused. "I'm more or less a graduate of the American Ivy League, who doesn't know Bach?"

"Good." Huai Shi nodded happily, "Which piece do you like without the accompaniment cello suite?"

"It doesn't matter which capital."

The decadent young man leaned against the wall and whispered softly: "I just want to hear some sound, anything."

Huai Shi thought about it, squeezed some of the hair that was getting in the way now, and held the bow behind his head. After thinking for a moment, he pulled the string.

Bach unaccompanied cello suite, overture.

When Huai Shi combined the practice of piano and meditation, his skills and piano sounds seemed to have a qualitative mutation, not only his own playing ability, but also the infectious power of the music was so scary.

Soon, a gentle melody flows out from above the strings, and the invisible sound diffuses in the air, filling every inch of this indifferent cage.

So everything seemed to be softened.

No harm.

In the early morning sun, dust flew in the air, and everything looked like a dream.

Even the patrolling guards stopped, quietly listening to the sound of the piano behind the cage not far away, immersed in the soft melody, and smiled at the corner of the mouth.

Just two minutes passed by.

What followed was a long silence.

After a long time, Huai Shi heard a hoarse sigh from the next door.

"Good." As if satisfied, the young man said sincerely: "Thank you."

Huaixi hesitated for a long time, and finally asked: "That ... do you know that I killed your father?"

Then, he heard Qi Yuan's coughing laughter.

"You don't have to worry." He said, "I knew that kind of thing the first day."

"Don't you hate?"

"Do you want to say you don't hate you?" Qi Yuan said, "Relax, I hate him more than hate you ..."

"Ok?"

Qi Yuan suddenly laughed, "Do you know how it feels to be seen as a model display in a transparent cage since childhood?"

Huai Shi thought for a moment and could not help nodding: "It sounds enviable."

"Yeah, there is no worry about food and clothing, everything is not worrying about, except that you can't find a hiding place under the flash, it's almost perfect. From small to large, even if I make a little mistake, Qi Wen will use the kind of early I threw you down the street and looked at me as a wild dog. "

Qi Yuan sneered, "He didn't take me as his son at all. In his eyes, it was a mistake for me to come to this world."

"Uh, isn't it?"

"In the beginning, I just thought he was strict with me and tried everything he could to prove his ability to him. Until later he told me that I was the day my mother stole my life."

As if telling someone else ’s story, Qi Yuan ’s tone was almost indifferent: “He was afraid that other people would laugh at him. He was wearing a green hat. After handling my mother, he raised me as if nothing had happened, like raising a dog. "

"..."

Huai Shi didn't know what to say, but Qi Yuan seemed to be interested, and asked with full mocking, "You should have seen the illegitimate child he had born outside? The one named He Luo should also be Did you kill it right? That's his real heir ... Hahaha, how was the old guy's expression at that time? Was it wonderful? "

"Uh, the situation in your family is really complicated."

"Who said no?" Qi Yuan seemed to speak to himself, "Who is the same, right? There will always be things that make people unhappy."

"..."

Huai Shi did not answer.

"Actually, I should thank you. If it weren't for you, I must be crazy now?" Qi Yuan's voice was hoarse: "I want to kill him, I tried any way, any way I can think of. But I wo n’t even take the knife. In the end, it ’s totally taken as a joke. ”

Huaixi shook his head, "I'm sorry, I don't know what to say."

"No need to answer, I just ... I just want to find someone to speak, sorry, bother you, please continue to play the piano." Qi Yuan whispered softly as if praying on the wall: "Let me listen to the piano."

"it is good."

The piano sounded again.

Qi Yuan never said anything.

In these days of lingering fear, panic and despair, he finally fell asleep peacefully.

The snore sounded.

In the prison, Huai Shiyou happily played the fat house happy piano, completely unaware that the world outside the prison can be said to have turned upside down.

Under the impetus of Ai Qing, Director Fu, who had been stable for more than ten years, did not know whether he was overstimulated by Huai Shi. He even patted the table to find a superior and passed the Xinhai temporary control plan. Screening the whole city, from the inside to the outside, we must dig out the group of neuropathy one by one.

In just a few days, the results have been fruitful. The brothers who suppressed the troops dropped several dens in one breath. Although they were damaged, they successfully killed several sublimators of the rancher on the spot.

This mighty action against black and evil has finally entered the most.

Under the direction of Ai Qing, through the recovery and search at any cost, the three-day battle has entered the final stage.

The mighty sublimator army, with all kinds of weapons, has completely surrounded the decayed rotten building in the old city, the Longma Building.

The Saviour's last headquarters in Xinhai.

After disregarding all negotiating demands put forward by the other party indifferently, Director Fu was determined to complete the battle. The results of the search in the past few days have kept him awake for days.

Apart from deceiving old men ’s old-age pensions and cult teams that ca n’t get on the table, these kings and **** secretly reached out to schools in the city under the influence of their parents.

In two schools, even the leaders and teachers became believers, causing Director Fu to explode on the spot.

"Waste! It's a group of waste! I usually go to eat and get a card, but I don't have a lot of money, but it will be a bad thing!"

Thinking of his baby daughter unconsciously taking a bend in the hands of this group of neuropathy, he wished to hang the group of leaders one by one in front of the school gate.

"Negotiate? Talk about fart!"

Director Fu took the phone and smiled in the opposite tone. "Talk about whether you all went to the border for labor reformation indefinitely, or were you shot collectively for ten minutes? You still think so well when you die, what dream do you do!" "

He hung up the phone roughly, and he sat on the chair of the temporary command line on the front line, pointing one by one to his subordinates: "Give me a hard time! Heard? Even if you can't die, you have to go to death!" Put all the stuff in the warehouse one by one for me. If I do n’t have a budget this year, I will kill this group of scourges here!

So, what rockets, howitzers, machine guns, and even several tanks began to deploy in a booming voice.

If Huaishi knew that the heavy firepower of the special affairs department was stored in the military area outside the city, he certainly regretted it. If there was any rocket artillery that came out, there would be such a hard work ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ai Qing quietly watched Hold everything.

Now that Director Fu is present, the on-site commander doesn't need her to point fingers at all, and she is too lazy to take care of these things. As a local member of the Astronomical Society, she is not responsible for these, but to monitor the entire operation throughout the process and ensure that this force is properly used in the purpose of surrounding the current situation.

Sign by the way.

It didn't take long for her to wait, the door of the carriage was opened, and the supporters from afar finally caught up with the final struggle.

One is a burly middle-aged middle-aged man, wearing a loose military uniform, pulling up the under-sleeve sleeves, his muscles bulging when his arms are swaying, and vaguely seeing a piece of burn scars.

The other, with frameless glasses, looks gentle and gentle, with a spotless white shirt and a suit in his hand.

After saluting to Director Fu, the two showed Ai Qing's ID card. The dumb and burly man did not speak, while the lean man with rimless glasses said:

"Ms. Ai Qing, follow the instructions of the superior, we come to support. This is the third-order sublimator Jin Mu, I am the third-order sublimator Shen Yue, carrying a border relic, if it is convenient to move, please be here Sign here. "

It seems to have been used to dealing with the Ombudsman. In order to avoid trouble and disputes afterwards, Shen Yue directly extracted the two's transfer orders and action orders from the folder and handed them to Ai Qing.

"It's okay." She took out a pen and signed her name on the two's permission to act, confirming the legitimacy of the two's next actions.

Then, her task was half done.

The two supporters also glanced at each other, feeling that they had met a good-looking ombudsman.

Seems easier.

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