[Quick Travel GL] Brave Love

The time when Sean entered the network management office coincided with the January Repentance Day.

Frosted glass is scattered around the classroom. The transparency of the glass is not high, and the specific appearance inside cannot be seen clearly, but the movements of the people inside can be judged by the black shadows on the glass. Shaking, to the point that it looks like a different kind of shadow puppetry.

She nodded slightly in response to one of the network administrators, the glass door slowly opened, and with an imperceptible dull voice, she leaned against the glass beside her.

The colors inside are very plain, and the ice-blue walls give people a sense of tranquility and distance. There are thirty or forty desks in the classroom, each of which is neatly arranged. The corners of the desks match the white stone bricks. Connected gaps face up.

Refreshing and neat, but it seems to carry a kind of resentment resigned to fate.

Sean's eyes slowly swept over the straight waists of each one, quietly gathered the legs that were never raised high, and the diary opened on their desks, and then slowly covered them with their hair. After lingering on his expression, he became more and more sure that such behavior was not like redemption, but more like a farce.

Even if a living person entered, the students sitting obediently in the confession room just blinked their eyelashes, their eyeballs rolled around and quickly turned back again, carefully as if implanted in the bone marrow, their mouths were raised high, with She smiled purely and naturally, not daring to lower her mouth to the prescribed arc——Shawn saw their corners of eyes staring at the white-clothed webmaster next to her under the shadow of eyelashes, and the webmaster was standing loosely, Unconsciously, he made a feeling of holding something in his hand, and his eyes were cold and indifferent, as if standing in front of him was an item to choose from.

How can such a person have any energy, but it's just a skin, if others tell you to go east, you go east, just like a puppet played by the police on the stage, Sean can't imagine Caesar and That's what Joe's two bastards have become.

In her heart, she had already substituted Caesar and Joe as her two younger brothers. If it wasn't them, she would at most feel that there are people in the world who imagined this.

Xiao En thought in his heart, but he did not see them. The "network administrator" next to him nodded slightly to her indifferently, and said: "This is just one group of students, the other group... is currently undergoing routine training. I will trouble you to wait for the activity.”

An Xin was very unhappy when someone hurriedly woke them up early in the morning.

At this time, the sun only showed half of its face, and the air seemed to be filled with the moisture of fresh dew. A thin layer of mist formed on the windows, and the hazy smoke surrounded the entire city.

But he also knew that it was up to him whether he wanted to or not. Usually, the Internet management office would be in such a hurry because someone committed a crime—and the person who happened to commit the crime was selected as a negative teaching material, and the public electric shock was carried out according to the law. Thinking that today is the parent On the day of "visiting", An Xin just cursed secretly, those "bastards" will try their best to drag their parents down, how dare they let their parents join these ignorant little bastards "visit".

As for the parents... in the next confession, they will play the role that the network administrators hoped they would play, and let them see the grateful appearance of the parents. The "thorn head" that climbed out with a rope.

Sure enough, the network administrators escorted the "prisoners" on the first floor to the electrocution room like chickens.

An Xin is already in a state of being injected with drugs at this moment, and the drugs are injected regularly every day, in order to prevent the "prisoners" from emotional outbursts and behavioral riots.

, his eyes were slack, his brain was dizzy, and he could barely walk while leaning on the wall. Many of his companions who were kicked out by the network administrators were also in the same state.His whole body was weak, and in a trance, he saw white wings supporting his body, which made him very clear that he was in an illusion created by drugs.

Even the parents have become fanatical believers in that "bastard". Even the angels in the hallucinations cannot save them.

The rules constructed by the "bastards" made the intrigue initially reflected in their group of disobedient teenagers.

[I swim alone in the fire of karma.

Nothing to rely on.

Vicious madness and betrayal filled my whole mind.

Yes, I know, angels can never come down in the filthy hell.

——The person who stayed in Weiai for a year.No one knows his name, but the dark brown blood sticking to the corner of the white wallpaper in the bedroom on the left on the first floor proves his existence. ]

The "prisoners" in the network management office are divided into the first floor and the second floor. There are many thorns on the first floor, most of which have just come in. The second floor is as docile as an obedient puppy. Maybe this time On Shrove Day they will be able to escape from this place.

The equipment in the electrocution room is very simple and white, but that's why it's even more frightening.

"Prisoners" you squeeze me and I squeeze you, pushing forward, looking at the simple iron chair with fear on the face, usually their "treatment" is on the rusty iron chair The "Bastards" group forcibly bound people to chairs with strong belts, and two or three strong men firmly pressed down their waists, backs, and thighs, and then inserted at least three needles into the backs of their hands. Wires, electrification—this thing called electroconvulsive therapy caused them pain, curse, and helplessness.

An Xin felt that his mind had drifted to the outside world. He had never seen the tragic appearance of the person being treated by electrotherapy, but the fear revealed in the eyes of the crowd in front of him vaguely outlined such a scene.

The three needles bound freedom like iron chains, and the weight on the body made it impossible to escape. When the current flowed through the body for a moment, all the fear and pain turned into a blank in the brain.Convulsions unconsciously, the body that was ruthlessly brushed by the electric current, the wide open eyes that seem to be going to the sky in the next second, the white foam flowing from the corner of the mouth, there is no way to control the convulsions of his body, and even feel nothing for a moment less than.

The darkness and pain of falling into the abyss is terrifying just by imagining it.

No, it's not fear anymore, that kind of thing will turn into a shadow that can never be shaken off, pulling at the hem of your clothes until you go mad and die.

An Xin shivered from his imagination, and regained a bit of clarity. He subconsciously looked for the figures of Qiao Mu and Qiao Ze. Before he knew it, these two completely out-of-the-ordinary brothers gave him a lot of security. Feeling, they can believe that they will not betray him.Seeing Qiao Mu's lowered eyes, the same figure as usual, An Xin felt deeply at ease.

"Bastard" Wang Siji stood on a table in the electrotherapy room with a pointer in his hand. His eyes were cold and dark, and there was a perverted pleasure in them.Wherever his gaze went, the "prisoners" were stunned and subconsciously resented for a moment, but under the control of drugs, they still had that kind of insensitive expression.

"Look, look——" He hit the cheek of a restrained teenager with a pointer, leaving an obvious red mark on his face. Peeping and waiting for the fatal blow", what a disobedient child this is - Repentance Day, the day when parents all come to visit, are you trying to make a splash to prove your ability by making such a thing now? Hmm~ ?”

"Bastard" dragged out the ending for a long time, bringing out a bit of sadistic pleasure. He looked in a good mood, radiant, and looked very formal in a suit and leather shoes.

An Xin felt that "bastard" stare at him, and he felt a chill for no reason.

Cold to the bone.

An Xin's palms were sweating, and he pinched them vigorously with his nails, trying to get rid of the effect of the medicine.

The author has something to say:

The above is my impression after reading the related matters of the Internet Precepts.

The network management office can also be regarded as the projection of the Internet ring office.

In my opinion, no matter what mood parents are in, the first thing they should do is to understand their children's hearts.

Instead of blindly thinking that this is a hopeless child, we can't discipline him, this is a disease that needs to be treated by other institutions.

I was thinking about whether to add more to the 111 collection.

After thinking about it, let it be.