Therapy Planet No. 13

Lu Yi got the ins and outs of He Xiangbin's coming in from Locke's mouth.

"The last thing you need to hide in this place is why you came in. Because everyone feels innocent."

Locke begins with this sentence.

He Xiangbin was brought in when he was seven years old by the relevant personnel contacted by his parents in the direction of the school.

"This place wasn't that rampant at the time, I admit—what I did did make ordinary people uncomfortable." Locke blinked, and fumbled out a pack of cigarettes from his white coat!

The white cigarette box, even the tobacco drawn from it, looks like a layer of milky milk, only the brown tobacco rolled inside is similar to the cigarettes sold outside.

Tobacco and alcohol, no matter how many years have passed, no matter how many planets they have crossed, are eternal truths.

"I made it myself, and its purity is not inferior to those circulating on the outside star network. Would you like some?" Locke skillfully put a cigarette in his mouth, reached for an automatic alcohol lamp on the table next to him, and unscrewed it. The electronic cotton wick on the lamp cap automatically spewed out a cloud of blue flames. Locke bit his cigarette butt and went to the alcohol lamp to borrow fire. It was only when I went up that I remembered that there were still people in this place.

"No." Louis shook his head and refused.

Locke looked at Jessica with his eyes, and before she could answer, he said to himself, "Forget it, it's better for minors not to smoke."

As he spoke, he extinguished the blue flame on his own.

Jessica always felt a little awkward sitting here. Her diagnosis was already over. When she was about to leave, she was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Lu Yi, but Lu Yi blocked the door. She and this paralyzed man Not familiar with each other, the other party exudes a dangerous aura, she can't ask at all, she can only sit there awkwardly, but she didn't expect the topic between the two to become more and more dangerous, Jessica felt that if she In case of being beaten down, if someone finds out, he must make a serious mistake. Now that Locke noticed it, his heart broke down even more, and he looked like he was in a state of panic all day long.

"If you want to go, you can go by yourself."

Probably noticing Jessica's discomfort, Locke leaned against the wall, holding a pure white cigarette between his slender fingers, and puffed at Jessica.

Louie raised her eyebrows. She intended to have a few more words with Jessica, but she also knew that it was definitely not a good time, so she moved slightly to the side, acting modest and polite.

Where she didn't notice, she can no longer keep her head upright in front of others forever.She didn't know when she rolled up the cuffs of her clothes to her elbow joints. Following this, she gently leaned against the white wall, stood face to face with Locke, and nodded slightly at Jessica.

Jessica slipped away from Louis as if fleeing.

"How should I put it, when this place was first established, it was indeed a group of people who were very..."moral"." Locke used a term that is not commendable to characterize, "People like me, and Many violent offenders who rely on the "Law on the Protection of Minors" repeatedly beat their relatives, um...whether they are autistic or irritable, they are indeed very extreme."

"Why not send them to a juvenile correctional institution? Or normal educational institutions can provide corresponding education." Lu Yi frowned, "Nowadays, children including their parents should receive unified moral education training as they grow up. The data shows that they have participated in such The average score of the trained families is as high as 70.00% and [-] on the scale of children's behavioral norms."

Those who commit crimes will be sent to prison, and those who fail to commit crimes will be criticized and disciplined.

In the evolution of thousands of years, human beings have not been able to find a more effective criticism and normative model, and progress is always a means rather than a method.

"You really have managed so long as the federal government." Locke smiled narrowly.

Louis was silent.

She almost forgot that the range that the federal government can control is centered on the capital galaxy, and the radiation range gradually decreases outwards.Not to mention the fringe galaxies, even the capital galaxies have the problem of insufficient distribution of educational resources.

The emergence of Xingwang has made up for the huge gap of insufficient educational resources, but it lacks corresponding supervisory personnel and supervisory measures.

No one cares whether the citizens of the fringe galaxies have received a perfect and standardized education. The informationization of books is in front of their eyes, but most of them will not even look at them. Countless planets still retain ancient traditions, and even It doesn't even care who the president is.

"It's out of reach. The more the federal government can't control it, or the lower the planetary system that is at odds with the federal civilization, they won't find the reason from themselves at all."

Locke said, "That's why I was taken advantage of by such a place. Anyway, in the name of the school, the closed militarized management, many parents don't want to take care of it at all, so they are naturally willing to send these garbage here."

Locke doesn't shy away from admitting that he, too, is part of the "garbage".

"But later the scope of acceptance became wider and wider, and the reasons for getting in became more and more...absurd."

Locke considered his vocabulary and said, "Do you know what name He Xiangbin was sent in? The planet he lives in advocates violence, the kind of unrestrained violence. They think that kind of violence is brave and courageous." It is a symbol, but He Xiangbin is mixed with the blood of earth descendants. Although it is true that earth descendants like to expand, it is undeniable that most earth descendants still like peace under relatively stable conditions. They just like to be dominated by them of peace."

He Xiangbin was sent in under the title of "not brave enough".

Louis never expected such a reason.

Not brave enough, using the expression of other planets, it can be not masculine enough, or it can be cowardly, kind-hearted, and doesn't like fighting.

He was sent here when he was seven years old, and when he met Locke, he became even more convinced that all the detainees here were perverts, and he strengthened his determination to escape.

At the beginning, his parents would come to visit the class and tell him to study hard inside and work hard to reform. When he tried to get out of here and begged his parents, they just laughed it off as a child who couldn't bear the hardship.

The first time the distress signal failed, the second time, the third time...

About two or three years later, Locke's cigarettes were almost exhausted, and he lazily said: "I haven't seen him make any moves again, but he started to work as an intelligence dealer, and he got mixed up in it." It's booming."

There is nothing scarier than someone who has lost hope.

"His parents show up every few years to beg him to go out, but he just doesn't say anything and refuses to leave here no matter what."

Locke's eyes glanced aside, and there was endless regret in his tone: "Hey, I thought he still had some skills, but it's a pity that he didn't have the idea of ​​showing his skills outside at all."

Locke paused, "You want to go out, don't you? Then I'll put the ugly words up front. Everyone in this place may be used by you, except him."

He came to a conclusion, decisively.

Lu Yitu saw it poorly, and simply stopped hiding it, "You mean everyone—except him?"

She raised her voice, stared at Locke sternly with her amber eyes, and pondered, "What about you?"

……

Jessica escaped from the quack Locke's medical room with lingering fear, thinking about the conversation between Louie and Locke over and over again. These two people didn't try to hide anything from her at all. The more she thought about it, the more dangerous the core content of the conversation became.

As she walked quickly to the dormitory, she gradually came up with a terrible idea - it's not like these two newcomers want to escape, right?

Thinking of this, Jessica flinched instinctively.

Terrible, the very thought of it was horrific.

She was sent in because her parents were worried that she was too addicted to Xingwang, and she was dubbed an "Internet addict" patient. She has been here for three years, and within three years, she will die almost every few months. Some people tried to run away, and she didn't think about escaping, but these people hadn't made any moves, and all of them were tracked by the ubiquitous surveillance from above, and they were caught in the No. 13 treatment room under the watchful eyes of everyone. room, and let other members selected at random watch onlookers.

One time, she was "fortunate" to watch this scene, and watched the person on the treatment bed twitch all over, let out a miserable howl, and then died of pain with his face twisted.

At the last moment of death, the blood almost exploded from the seven orifices, and she can still clearly remember the sharp contrast of the red blood sprayed on the snow-white ground, which caused her nausea and discomfort.In fact, the other people in the same group did spit it out immediately when they saw this scene.

Since then, she has never had the idea of ​​"running away", at most secretly doing something she likes on the basis of the default of unspoken rules.

After this, Jessica gradually realized that what is being monitored is not only the dense cameras everywhere, but also countless students who pass by you.Some trainees would regularly receive assigned tasks and deliberately talk about escape-related topics in front of others, but this is just a small means for the instructors to find people who want to escape.

Don't talk, don't do, don't touch, this is the best way to protect yourself.

He Xiangbin, an intelligence dealer, often said that "you'd better find a little hobby in this place."

Not many, just one.One is enough to divert your attention through this long night that seems to never end.

Thinking of this, Jessica's face became paler and paler.

She thought over the words of Locke and Louis over and over again, a little uncertain whether the two men were testing or really had such an idea.

If it's the former, isn't she being targeted by the higher ups?Was she really not going to be sent to the treatment room?But Locke has been here for such a long time, and has always been in harmony with the upper management. She has seen Locke confront the upper management several times because of a corpse, and she feels that the other party is not quite like the upper management. running dog?

If it's really the latter... If she doesn't succeed, won't she be implicated?Should she report it?Or just turn a blind eye and close one eye?

Jessica's breathing became more and more chaotic. When she walked to the door of her dormitory, she opened the door anxiously. As soon as she entered the door, she heard a strange sweet laughter:

"Hi~"

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