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As usual, it was the time for Xuesong to eat. The food in the canteen of the prison cannot be regarded as inhumane, but Xuesong is special. His three meals a day are different from other prisoners. He has a special chef and ingredients to cook, and Alex personally delivers them to the top floor. .

Even the chef came with Cedar when he was escorted to Hades. When Alex picked up the meal, he heard the chef complain: "I'm literally going to jail with him!"

Sometimes Alex secretly wondered, for a noble and mysterious person like Xuesong, there must be a powerful force behind him to protect him, but if so, why did he become a prisoner.

And what is the story of the man who sent him to prison, and the man who now allows him to be treated preferentially?

Since being disturbed recklessly last time, Cedar has become less and less fond of moving around.

He didn't blame Alex for this, but just curled up in an old-fashioned armchair all day long, reading all kinds of paper books with antique bindings--prisoners are forbidden to touch all kinds of information streams, even cedar is no exception.

What he was holding today was a historical novel based on real events, and it happened to turn on a page illustration, the triumphant hero was holding his little son, and another little boy was attached to his lap.

Alex had read the electronic version of this novel. The author fabricated a weak and beautiful woman as the hero's lover, the mother of his son, and she died in the war to protect the hero.

This is a widely circulated theory, but Alex doesn't believe it. The reality has never been so logical as the story. It is far more bizarre and cruel.The truth cannot be scrutinized, but history does not need the truth either.

When Xuesong saw Alex, he spread the pages of the book in his hands, and bowed politely and reservedly to say hello.Alex could notice his health declining, along with his spirits.

Of course, it is impossible for a person to live in high spirits in a prison. This is a real garbage dump, where garbage and sewage flow and decompose, be burned, and buried, as long as they are guaranteed not to flow outside to pollute the "normal" society. up.Prisoners rot here silently. They may be just a scarred apple when they come in, but within a year they will be a puddle of mud.

But Cedar is different. He was imprisoned in a tall building, isolated from the world, like a flower sealed in a page, a moth nailed to a booklet, dried, withered, and dead.So it is even more heartbreaking, because he can still see the shadow of the former man, with outstanding demeanor and gentle demeanor, although Alex didn't know him at first.

Alex had to wait for him to finish his meal and watch him take his medicine.Maybe it was to prevent Xuesong from committing suicide with drugs, or to prevent him from refusing treatment, who knows, anyway, Xuesong has always been very cooperative.

But today there were some exceptions, and Cedar asked to take an extra pill: "I noticed that this time there were a lot more drugs than usual, so it shouldn't matter, Mr. Police?"

Prisoners usually scornly call prison guards guard dogs. Alex admits that this profession is very special and not as authoritative and honorable as other types of police in the eyes of the world, but Cedar will not call him guards or prison guards. He is "Mr. Police", and his voice is like snowflakes melting in the air before they fall. It may be too clear and cold, but it is very nice because of it.

Alex hesitated for a moment: "I'm afraid not, Your Excellency, medicine is not easy to get now, we can take precautions."

"Huh?" Xue Song looked up unexpectedly, and spread the book on her knees, as if she wanted to listen carefully to what he said.

"You are here," Alex thoughtfully concealed the word "prison." "Maybe I don't know the situation. There is a war outside."

For the first time, a look of astonishment appeared on the face that had always been as plain as water: "War? What's going on. Has Helian Ding lost control of the army?"

Alex was surprised by the way he mentioned the number one man in the Republic.But there was no one else here, so he didn't stop Cedar from offending, and said honestly: "It's not a rebellion within the army. It's just some immigrants, and the restorationists of the old empire. It used to be a common thing, but this time they seem to be coming. Really, a few days ago, they planned a sneak attack on the river bank base, but it was fruitless. Instead, their bluff was exposed, and it will stop soon! This cannot be called a war at all."

Cedar's pale lips moved a few times, as if to say "fortunately he's gone".

That expression was too abnormal, but it made the cedar look more lively. Alex couldn't help but added thoughtfully: "If you want it, I'll report to the higher authorities and ask them to deliver more medicine next time."

Xue Song came back to his senses, smiled lightly, and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you." There was no worry or panic in his tone, as if the war had nothing to do with him.But his bewildered eyes and the excited flush on his face betrayed his uneasiness.

Alex thought about it, then approached him in a low voice and said, "Your Excellency, if you want to know what's going on outside, I can lend you my personal system."

"No need," Xue Song gestured and smiled at him apologetically, "Mr. Police, maybe you didn't notice, I can't see things clearly."

He looked calm, as if he was talking about today's weather, pressing the pages of the book with his hands, curling his fingers, covering the painting.