nebula story

Turning around leisurely, he pointed the gun at Chesu's eyebrow again indifferently, without looking back, and said in a deep voice: "I will pull the trigger when I count to three. Brother Lance, you can shoot at my head." gun."

"No!" Throwing the heat gun suddenly and rushing over, Lance held him tightly and shook his head in pain.How could he really shoot at his brother? Fern was also sure of this, so he ignored his will at all!

"Brother, brother! I dare not disobey you, I just... just really can't watch him die."

When he broke through the door that night, the young man looked back in amazement. His slender limbs and picturesque eyebrows appeared clearly in front of him like a picture under the dim light, which made his heart ache and he couldn't breathe for a moment. "Brother, please!" He hugged Fern's arm sadly.

After a long silence, his still indifferent elder brother asked indifferently: "If I don't agree, what will happen to you?"

"It's not me, it's you..." Lance had tears in his eyes, "You will lose a younger brother who adores you wholeheartedly and is close to you. From now on, I will regard you as the heir to the throne who needs my full assistance , but I will never see you again as... my dear brother."

Trembling suddenly, Fern stared at him, his eyes were disappointed and angry.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Professor Saar on the side had tears in his eyes, and knelt tremblingly on the ground.

Shocked, he reached out to help the gray-haired old man, His Highness Fern frowned: "Teacher!?"

"Your Highness, as the emperor's teacher, I beg you to give this child a chance." Professor Saar insisted stubbornly, "I guarantee with my life that Chesu will have no problems."

Finally, there was an inexplicable shock in his heart, and Fern forcefully picked up his former teacher.

"Teacher, what's so good about this untouchable?" He smiled wryly, "I'm confused by you."

Because he was so genius that day?Or is it because he is cute and pretty and easy to like?No, that's not a well-behaved and time-conscious person, and he quickly overturned this judgment in his mind.

"Your Highness. His kindness, you... won't understand." Thinking of the naughty boy who poked his head to discuss the issue with himself all night, thinking of the warm scarf he put on himself with a smile, two lines of old tears flowed from Sal The professor's cloudy eyes streamed down, and he choked up, "I just know that I can't help but cherish this child... as a treasure."

After a long silence, His Highness Fern finally put down the heat gun in his hand.

Turning around and walking out of the hall, he also didn't look at Chesu on the rack.

"Put it in Royal Prison No. [-]." He could not hear the emotion in his voice coldly, and there was some kind of rigidity in his straight back.This short sentence made Lance and Professor Saar tremble for a moment, and an unbelievable surprise suddenly appeared. ——Chesu doesn't need to die, no need!

The wide but silent corridor was empty, and outside the separate rooms, on the LCD screen near the alloy door lock, the intermittently flashing dark red button was beating strangely.

Only those who know where this is, will understand what this beating dark red represents: Yes, once the prisoner in the shackles in the cell has any changes beyond the allowable, or has not been recorded by the prison control center The act of unlocking the lock, the red dots that jump regularly on this small LCD screen will instantly flash frantically, and the alarm bell will ring loudly.

Although there is no gloomy, dark and bloody place in the legend, the prisoners in the Imperial Prison No. [-] are the most vicious and dangerous felony violent elements, or political prisoners who need to be strictly controlled.

There is only boundless silence in the prison. No matter how miserable the crazed prisoners who are imprisoned and tortured by loneliness will be sealed up in completely isolated independent cells, the only thing that can control their dynamics is the cold work in that cell. The monitoring probe, and the seemingly ordinary red light on the LCD screen outside the wall, the link below directly snakes through the wall and enters, and the terminal is connected to the electromagnetic shackles coming out of the broken wall in the room.

In the central monitoring room.Next to the countless monitoring screens, two prison guards in prison uniforms are watching those screens boredly. Although they know that the various precautions in this impregnable royal prison will never be risky, it is still necessary to take a few glances occasionally. .

Curiously looking at a surveillance screen on the upper left, prison guard Scott yawned: "What felony did this new kid commit, that he deserves to be escorted by the head of the royal guard himself?"

Philip, the older captain of the prison guard, shook his head: "Wood's chief guard is vague, and even the warden didn't dare to ask. How would I know? All I know is that the warden asked whether it was a political prisoner or a violent one. When dealing with these elements, the head of the royal guard seemed to be very embarrassed, and after thinking for a long time, he said that this person is a very powerful guy, so he must be carefully guarded."

"Strong? What are you talking about, Captain Fili?" Coster laughed out loud, as if he heard some big joke.

He pointed to the image on the screen, and manually manipulated the close-up shot of the camera. A close-up of the face of a young boy with a beautiful face and slightly closed eyes appeared on the screen, and then the boy was completely naked, with scars and blood stains. Mixed upper body.

"It's just such a weak teenager, which felon in our prison is not a thousand times fiercer than him?"

But at the same time as he was speaking, the young man with his eyes closed all the time in the picture suddenly moved!

Slightly opened his eyes, he seemed a little confused, his darker eyes looked around in the camera, and finally slowly landed on the extremely hidden camera, frowning slightly.

Swallowing his saliva, Coster looked in surprise at the teenager who was looking at the camera accurately: "He, why did he suddenly open his eyes? Such a coincidence?"

Staring at the young man who was looking at them through the camera, Fili was also obviously surprised.After a long while, he scratched his head: "It's not impossible to observe hidden surveillance cameras. There are many talented criminals in this prison who have this ability. But—how did he know that you were watching him at close range?"

"Coincidence?" Coster sneered, yes, what else could it be except coincidence?

"Look, it's right to detain him as a violent person." Philip looked at his young colleague meaningfully, and narrowed his thin eyes, "What if it's not a coincidence?"

The boy on the screen finally moved his eyes away, and the long eyelashes covered his dark eyes again. He looked down at his wrist, and fell into the same silence as these days.

On the seemingly slender wrist, the scars left by the hanging and whipping are no longer visible, but it is not because they have healed, but because those scars have been firmly covered by a pair of wide electromagnetic handcuffs. The specially selected shackles with a size that is one circle smaller than the diameter of the wrist not only bring a sense of pressure that is completely tight, but also constantly oppress the wound below.

Staring at the slightly glowing electromagnetic handcuffs, Chesu quietly raised them to his eyes, and looked at them seriously.

"What is he doing?" Continuing to monitor the picture, Coster felt that this young man was very interesting. He was neither hysterical like some prisoners when they were sent, nor was he crying like others. His expression was always calm. serene.

"What else can it be?" Fili, the prison guard who is more experienced than him, smiled, "I don't want to study how to untie the shackles. I've seen a lot of people like this. Escape or escape from prison!"

Sure enough, the boy on the screen began to fiddle with a certain buckle on the electromagnetic shackles, and then used his little finger to reverse it hard, trying to stir up the few high-strength carbon wires connected to the electromagnetic shackles.

Curiously looking at him all the time, Coster wanted to laugh a little. Maybe it was because the boy looked so gentle and harmless, and it was always difficult for him to have the same disgust for him as he did for other brutal criminals.

"The little guy is really stupid. If the electromagnetic handcuffs in our royal prison can be opened so easily at the terminal, we don't need to eat."

At this moment, the boy on the screen raised his head and looked at the camera accurately, obviously making a positive gesture to the person on the monitor.

He seemed a little bit embarrassed, and seemed to feel a little guilty for the trouble he was about to bring to others. He smiled a little shyly, then slowly raised his hand, making an indistinct movement .

...An alarm bell in the monitoring center suddenly rang, and the red light on the LCD screen outside the cell door where the young man was also flashed rapidly!

Coster and Fili jumped up at the same time, hurriedly sent an emergency signal to the prison guards patrolling nearby, and ran towards the cell.For a moment, Royal No. [-] Prison, which had been quiet and peaceful for a long time, fell into a panic that had not been seen for a long time, as if it was facing an enemy.