“27 years?”
The look of shock on Sa’e’s face did not look like an act at all, so much so that Chu Si pulled out his communicator and read the message to carefully confirm the time again.
He read the display year three times before standing up and walking over to Sa’e.
Chu Si stood in front of Sa’e, and the communicator slipped between his fingers and turned the other direction. The screen displaying the message faced toward Sa’e and he said, “Your message announcing your prison break was indeed received by this thing 27 years ago, and you sent me another message today, 27 years later, asking why I didn’t reply.”
Sa’e said: “There’s not something wrong with my head, is there?”
Chu Si: “There probably is.”
Sa’e: “…”
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, the mop silently squeezed towards the corner and turned around a dining chair in front of him, barricading himself with the back of the chair to reduce his presence.
Sa’e gave a short laugh and shook his head. “Alright then, Executive is right, there’s probably is. But those two messages were sent only a day, maybe a day in a half, in any case, not more than two days apart.”
Chu Si: “Then it seems like the cosmic super-signal doesn’t just dislike you, it has some sort of great hatred towards you.”
“Let’s see.” Sa’e lifted his hand towards Chu Si’s communicator.
But before he could touch it, Chu Si dropped it back into his suit pocket with a raised eyebrow.
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“Too defensive, my dear.” Sa’e’s fingers paused for a moment, then returned to the edge of the table, strumming twice before saying: “When I sent you a message, I had just made two leaps. I found a place to stay, but just as soon as I put away my communicator, I found that the place was sliding towards a black hole. It seems that, compared to your side, the flow of time was a little—”
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Before Sa’e could answer, the prisoner in the cage spoke for him: “The day the planet blew up.”
Chu Si couldn’t help but glance at him.
Sa’e spread his hands, “I was in a bad mood after my home exploded, it was normal to go out for a walk.”
Chu Si: “…”
Mop: “…” Go for a walk? Boss, did you forget you’re a prisoner?
Talking to people like Sa’e who didn’t even bat an eye when spewing nonsense was a form of abuse in itself.
Chu Si waved his hand and didn’t bother to pay attention to him at all. He turned his head and knocked on the side of the cage: “Thank you for your answer, but it would be more appreciated if you could tell me what exactly went wrong in the Space Prison.”
As he spoke, he reached out and touched the black and gold ring on the prisoner’s arm.
The black and gold ring lit up abruptly at his touch, and the prisoner’s name floated silently at the edge.
Chu Si glanced at it, and continued: “Korton Lester, oh— you’re that Golden Crow from Xixi City.”
“Golden Crow of Xixi City” was once the psychological shadow of officials on the pyramid of the planetary regime. He had repeatedly caused a great deal of chaos in the United Administration Building, the White Eagle Sanatorium, which was under the direct control of the military, and several places on Bank Street. An admiral, four high-ranking officials, and no fewer than twenty mid-level officials died one after another.
All this chaos had happened in the same week, overwhelming everyone.
After that week, the planetary political landscape underwent a not-so-small reshuffle, as several ongoing global projects were shelved or called off due to the absence of responsible officials, directly leading to an extremely chaotic situation for the next two years.
Some said that was the end of one conspiracy and the beginning of another. After all, the files on the “Golden Crow” incident became a level 9 encrypted document, and the public was disoriented by conflicting news reports and was sucked away by other matters before they could fully understand the situation.
All people could see was that after the “Golden Crow incident”, a group of young officials were promoted.
It was that year that Chu Si entered the Security Building.
The prisoner’s reaction to the title “Golden Crow” was somewhat complicated. On one hand, he frowned impatiently, and on the other hand, he habitually raised his chin slightly, showing a subtle arrogance.
He bit the dry and cracked skin at the corners of his lips for a second, and opened his mouth hoarsely, but didn’t answer Chu Si’s question: “Don’t call me that in front of me, it’s annoying.”
Chu Si looked at him calmly for a moment, then raised his hand and pressed the sound-absorbing ring on his neck again, “I’m very sorry, but I prefer answers that are straight to the point, and don’t really like listening to people complain about unimportant things.”
After saying that, he touched the metal piece on the end with his thumb, and the green light of the sound-absorbing ring cut back to red and locked again.
Golden Crow: “…”
He glared at Chu Si and growled silently: fuck your father!
Chu Si moved closer, covering his nose, his pale eyes scanning at Golden Crow from top to bottom, still overly calm: “Unfortunately, my father has already passed. I’m not sure you’ll be able to fulfill the idea you just had, but I wouldn’t mind sending you to see him.
Golden Crow: “…”
Once you tasted being released, being restricted again became unbearable.
The golden crow soundlessly cursed Chu Si’s eight generations of ancestors before finally gave in. He rolled his eyes at Chu Si while banging the cage: I was wrong.
Chu Si smiled and unlocked the sound-absorbing ring again.
The Golden Crow wanted to spray blood on his face first, but when he thought of being silenced, he could only endure, saying: “That guy…the day after Yang left the prison, there was a commotion here. The deputy chief on duty and the prison guards were ambushed and locked into the first cell block, while we were forcibly shocked by those sons of bitches, and when we opened our eyes again we were in cages.”
Chu Si frowned: “The first cell block is full, they were stuffed in?”
“They were stuffed in. The people originally inside, Gray Wolf Seth and his grandchildren, were released.” The Golden Crow taunted: “Sneak attacking the guards and opening the first cell block were both orders from one person…”
“Who?” Chu Si asked.
Golden Crow: “You.”
Chu Si rubbed his earlobe and narrowed his eyes, “I think I misheard you just now, what did you say?”
Oooh it’s getting interesting!!
Oh wow, this plot is more complicated than I expected
Thank you for your translation 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
Fi nally a curse that doesn’t involve people’s moms! Fuck your father indeed lmao
Seems like there’s some identity shenanigans going on 👀