born criminal

Anna, who was talking non-stop, finally left the restaurant. Chen Jian rubbed his temples and asked Yang Zhou: "What are your plans today? Don't talk about going to the prison. There is really nothing to see there. There is only a fat man who fights with three prison guards every day." Mahjong."

The only prisoner in the prison made Yangzhou curious: "What crime did he commit?"

"Didn't you read the dossier? Negligence caused death. He argued with a hapless ghost about who was more beautiful, Sophie Marceau or Anne Hathaway, but the quarrel pushed him, and the hapless ghost hit a stone and died."

Yang Zhou laughed: "It's true..."

"Yes, the whole base knows about it." Chen Jian casually stirred his coffee, stared at Yang Zhou's knuckle-knuckle hands, and suddenly asked, "Why don't you wear a wedding ring?"

Yangzhou shrugged lightly: "Whoever stipulates that you must wear it when you get married."

"Otherwise, how can we get others to give up the idea of ​​poaching?" When Chen Jian said this, three words were clearly written on his face: "It's me."

Yang Zhou was almost numb to his teasing, and read the newspaper calmly.

"If I have a partner, I must let everyone know that he is mine. Make a mark, a ring or something else." Chen Jian's gaze fell on Yang Zhou a little bit, and he licked his lips impatiently .

Yangzhou sneered disdainfully, and mocked: "Isn't that just like a puppy peeing on a territory?"

"What do you think is the difference between humans and dogs?" Chen Jian smiled back, "So we are going to discuss human nature and animal nature?"

Yangzhou's lips parted slightly, and finally he lowered his head and shook the virtual newspaper.

The glib and flirtatious Chen Jian in front of him seemed to be the same as the man who was watching the sunrise on the balcony not long ago.When Yangzhou looked at the high wall, he had a momentary illusory connection with "that Chen Jian", so that he had a slight feeling for "the current Chen Jian", or in other words, this is the normal Chen Jian. Inexplicably soft-hearted.

What's the point of arguing about it?

The newspaper in Yangzhou's hand is the "Daily Mail", which is distributed around the world. The real content is on the mobile phone, and the paper in front of him is a phantom, designed for nostalgic people.

After arriving at Base No. [-], Yang Zhou seldom paid attention to the news outside. He glanced at it hastily, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Today's headlines are about the heinous crimes committed by serial killer K in New York.In just one month, four girls were raped and murdered in New York, and the viciousness shocked the world.

"Daily Mail" is usually regarded as a politically neutral media, but in today's report, the words "born criminals" also appeared in numerous articles.Yang Zhou clicked the video play button, and the figure of the chief of the New York Police Department appeared on the screen.He is reporting the latest developments of the case to the angry citizens, saying that the police have locked the suspect. The man is a born criminal named James Luther who escaped from prison. Girls were killed.

Before he finished speaking, the sheriff was thrown with tomatoes and rotten leaves without any accident.

Yang Zhou turned off the video, looking anxious.This case is too bad, and anyone with a conscience will be outraged.But what he fears most is anger.There is no need to think about it, the White Dove faction will definitely use this incident to promote taxation on criminal bases and restrict trade.And the proposal to relax the control of the base that the Rose faction drafted with great difficulty will go to waste again.

The current political situation at the United Nations must be on the verge of death, no wonder Jeffrey has not contacted him for so long.

Yangzhou couldn't help but glanced at Chen Jian who was drinking coffee leisurely, Anna who was talking happily with D3 and Andrew, and there were more people, the judge in the court who was bored playing cards, and even the cleaners on the side of the road. Those who have never committed a crime, their lives will undergo earth-shaking changes due to the policy adjustment of the United Nations, just like a group of sheep in captivity who are powerless to resist.

But they are not real sheep after all.Especially some wolves hiding in the flock - Yangzhou glanced at Chen Jian, and they would not let others slaughter them.He had to find out what Chen Jian was planning before the situation deteriorated.

After lunch, Chen Jian went to the mysterious room in the northwest corner of the first floor. Yang Zhou called him and asked, "Can I go in and have a look?"

Chen Jian's astonishment disappeared in a flash, and he laughed limply: "Of course, I have no secrets in front of you."

Yang Zhou had given up any hope of finding out about Chen Jian's details and secrets in that house. He wanted to go in purely out of curiosity.

He imagined many possibilities, even including the situation where the room was full of sex|toys, which was very in line with Chen Jian's style, but after he opened the door, the scene inside left him speechless in shock.

Rows of tall bookshelves are neatly arranged, almost reaching the ceiling, and the shelves are full of densely packed paper books.Chinese, English, French, German, new ones, old ones, hardcover ones, and yellowed ones.

In this era when paper books are almost extinct, these collections of Chen Jian are invaluable.

Yang Zhou shuttled between the bookshelves, like walking in a maze.After a while, he poked his head out, hesitant to speak.

"What kind of expression do you have?" Chen Jian crossed his arms and joked dissatisfiedly: "You are going to laugh at me again?"

Yang Zhou asked, "Why do you have so many books?"

"I bought it, and I have collected it for many years." Chen Jian fiddled with an old record player in the corner, and there was a "beep and beep" noise from it. "I never went to school," he said.

Yang Zhou let out a soft "Oh".

"In the first few years when Base No. [-] was built, it was a mess. There were fights every day, and people would die every now and then. The school couldn't teach at all." Chen Jian paused, and Yang Zhou saw the unconcealable sadness on his face. , "My dad taught me how to read."

The two were silent for a while, and only the sound of the record player "beep" remained in the air.Yangzhou was about to turn off the noise, but it stopped suddenly, and then a mellow and melodious singing sound floated out, echoing in the room.

"Doris Day."

"Do you like it?" Chen Jian asked.

Yang Zhou shrugged.He walked to the only window in the room, where there were two sofa chairs, and the golden sunlight shone in, casting a bright spot of light.

There was a copy of "Leviathan" upside down on the small square table, and Yang Zhou picked it up and flipped through it: "Hobbs, it's not surprising at all."

Chen Jian laughed lowly.He wandered in front of the bookshelf, picked out a few books, and jokingly said, "What do you want to read, Rousseau, Locke, Fuller, or Dershowitz?"

Yang Zhou couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth: "No." He picked up a copy of "Journey to the West" and sat on the chair to read it.

Chen Jian went around to the last row to work for a while, and when he reappeared, he had a goblet in his mouth and a wine he had conjured up from nowhere in his hand, and said vaguely, "Have a glass? We are friends now." "

Yangzhou did not refuse.

They spent a quiet afternoon in peace, reading books and basking in the sun, occasionally having a drink, until D3 knocked on the door and said that dinner was ready, Yangzhou was startled that several hours had passed like this.

"Let's go to the movies together at night." Chen Jian closed the door of the study, and suggested with a smile: "The central area is very lively. There is a bar where Xu Ran holds concerts every time. There are schools and amusement parks next to it." field……"

Yangzhou originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard the word "school", his heart was moved again.He asked casually, "Elementary school or middle school?"

"Primary schools, middle schools and universities are all next to each other, and the base is only that big."

At this moment, Anna took off her apron, came out of the kitchen in a hurry, and said to the two of them: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Yang, I'm going to pick up Irene first. Today is his father's birthday, and we have reserved a restaurant."

"If you're not in a hurry, come with us." Yangzhou paused and said, "We're going to the movies later."

Chen Jian glanced at him silently.

"Don't bother Mr. Yang." Anna pointed at the two of them, blinking ambiguously: "Have a nice date."

After dinner, Andrew drove Yang Zhou and Chen Jian to the entrance of the theater.

200 meters to the northwest of the theater, there is a building covered with blue glass, and some boys and girls who look like students gather together in small groups.Yangzhou gave Andrew a wink, Andrew understood and nodded slightly.

Chen Jian stared at the dazzling names on the screen and asked, "Want to watch a dream movie?"

"Anything." Yangzhou said.

Dream film is a new type that emerged with the invention of the dream machine. Unlike traditional script films, it is essentially a recorded unmodified dream.

According to Chen Jian, the dream machine is the greatest invention of this era.Centuries ago, people often regretted the passing of dreams, but now, they only need to wear a helmet at night to relive those dreams that they forget after dawn.

The dream machine makes the profession of dream maker come into being.Simply put, a dream maker is someone who is good at dreaming.Compared with scripted movies, their dreams are illogical, bizarre, and sometimes even inexplicable, but they are more attractive to the audience.

This is rooted in the natural desire to explore.According to the theories of many psychologists, dreams reflect the secrets of people's hearts, and people's greatest hobby is to discover the secrets of others.Therefore, the more famous the dream maker, the less privacy there is.

Yangzhou has not had a dream for a long time, he has never even used the dream machine.He knew all too well what he was going to dream about.

"Is this a date?" Chen Jian asked suddenly.

"I'm already married." Yangzhou emphasized again in vain.

"Good evening, gentlemen." The ticketing robot asked politely, "What do you want to watch?"

"You choose." Chen Jian said, "The restricted ones are fine."

Yangzhou's tone was a bit serious: "What's wrong with you?"

"There are too few non-restricted dream movies, and parents will bring their children to watch them. Children are noisy, and I don't like them." Chen Jian smiled subtly: "Is this explanation satisfactory to Mr. Yang?"

Yangzhou pointed to a slightly normal name among a bunch of weird names: "Then this one."

It didn't take long for him to regret it.This movie called "Escape 2218" was indeed on the run at the beginning. The hero was chased and killed by his high school classmates, was nailed to the door frame halfway, and then resurrected and then escaped for his life. The two men rolled together somehow and kissed passionately.

Yang Zhou lowered his eyes and tried to avoid it, but the naked and entangled image appeared in his mind without warning, and the sweet moan echoed in the empty seats, and he kept drilling into his ears.

A cold hand grabbed him, Yangzhou felt cold all over, and felt nauseated.He clenched his fists tightly and breathed heavily. Five minutes later, the passionate scene intensified, and a few sporadic audience members cheered, and Chen Jian next to him also gave two satisfied "hmm".

Yangzhou began to tremble, and acid water gushed down his throat unstoppably.The groan in the ear turned into a scream, and the face in his mind changed at some point, he was so distorted, painful, ugly and familiar...

Yangzhou couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up abruptly, stumbled and fled this terrible place.He vomited as soon as he got out of the theater gate, so much that physical tears welled up in his eyes.

The cold winter wind was like a knife, cutting his slightly thin figure one after another.Yang Zhou stood up in embarrassment holding the trash can, took out his handkerchief, wiped his face, and then patted the dust off his body.

He took a few slow, deep breaths, and turned back into a graceful and proper DOJ investigator.As soon as he turned around, Yang Zhou froze.

Chen Jian stood two meters away, looking at him quietly.He was dressed in a layer of scarlet light, like a demon visiting the world.

Yang Zhou couldn't help straightening his back, and said in a flat tone, "Why don't you watch it?"

Chen Jian tapped his palm with a drink bottle, and after a long time he threw the water to Yangzhou and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yangzhou's face was pale, he rinsed his mouth, and said calmly: "I've caught a cold, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Lies." Chen Jian twitched the corners of his mouth arrogantly, watching his prey put down his wild words: "One day I will know."