On the second floor of the Wudu Island Felons Prison, in the fourth cell, an emaciated teenager sits with his back to the iron door in an off-white prison uniform.

"2069 stand up!" shouted the guard outside the prison door.

When the boy heard this, he immediately stood upright, standing vertically with his hands.

"Turn around!" the guard continued.

He turned around and looked at the guard with a cold expression.

The appearance of the teenager is ordinary, extremely ordinary, and it is the kind of public face that is very common.

The prison guard said to him, "This is Professor Xing. ”

Xing Sang smiled and nodded at the young man, he grinned hard, but he didn't laugh.

"Can I go in?" Xing Sang asked, turning around.

The prison guard hesitantly took out the key and said, "According to normal procedures and security, you are not allowed to enter." ”

"However, the Commissioner has already informed you that you can go in. ”

"If you have any questions, please call me immediately. ”

Xing Sang smiled politely: "Okay, thank you, bother." ”

The iron doors of the prison opened, and the sound of clattering reverberated through the eardrums.

The cell in the separate room was not large, and the two of them stood in it somewhat narrow.

The young man leaned back, put the chair opposite Xing Sang for him, and wiped the chair with his sleeve.

Xing Sang smiled and sat on the chair, opposite the young man standing against the corner of the table: "Thank you, you are a gentleman." “

The boy nodded, and he said, "Yes." ”

"My name is Xing Sang, what about you?" Xing Sang asked.

“2069。 The boy replied.

Xing Sang said: "That's a number, not your name. ”

The boy thought for a moment and replied, "Here, there is only a code name, and that's what they call me." ”

Xing Sang said: "I said, that's a code number, you are a human being, you should have a name." ”

"Wang, Pan. The boy was a little shy and said his name.

Xing Sang said: "This name is very good. ”

She then asked, "Are you a student at an intermediate university? What are you studying?"

Wang Pan said: "Glass art. ”

Xing Sang nodded and said, "Not bad major, do you like glass art?"

"I don't like it. Wang Pan thought for a while and said.

Xing Sang asked, "Then why did you choose this major?"

Wang Pan frowned and replied: "Because other majors are too ostentatious, and this is unpopular." ”

Xing Sang paused, took out a small notebook from his coat pocket, handed it to Wang Pan and said, "Your parents want you to see this." ”

After Wang Pan took the small notebook, he looked at it a few times, and there were tears in his eyes.

Xing Sang asked, "Are you crying?"

"My parents gave me life and raised me until now, and it was very hard. ”

"And I killed someone, I'm sorry for their kindness, shouldn't I cry?" Although Wang Pan cried, his tone was extremely flat.

Xing Sang nodded and said, "Well, you should cry." ”

"But your crying is less emotional. Such as remorse, chagrin, anger, etc. ”

Wang Pan was surprised: "Crying is just an act, no emotion, I know I should cry." ”

Xing Sang squinted at Wang Wangpan, and then she asked, "What's in the book?"

Wang Pan flipped through it casually and said: "My photos are from just birth to last year. ”

Xing Sang said: "You can take it." ”

"Good. Wang Pan put the notebook on the table behind him and said.

Xing Sang didn't speak, she looked at Wang Pan quietly, and Wang He kept looking at her.

Xing Sang recalled the parents, teachers and classmates she had met before coming here.

"Wang Pan's academic performance is average, he is never ostentatious, and he is very down-to-earth. ”

"He has an average relationship with his classmates, there are no holidays, but he is very dull. ”

"He doesn't have a favorite girl, but he takes good care of them and is a gentleman. ”

"Xiao Pan, alas, my good son, woo woo ....."

"He listened to us very much and was calm every day. ”

Xing Sang was stunned and came back to his senses.

"Can you tell me your story?" she asked, smiling.

Wang Pan was puzzled: "What story?"

Xing Sang said: "The story of six people. ”

Wang Pan said excitedly: "You call it a story!"

"Yes. Xing Sang nodded.

Wang Pan seemed to be interested, and he smiled and said to Xing Sang, "Please sit on the edge of the bed." ”

After speaking, Xing Sang just stood up and sat on the edge of the bed.

Wang Pan sat on the chair, hugged the back of the chair, and smiled happily.

"A week ago, the school organized an outdoor practical activity. ”

The principal said that the rules for registration are to select the best students in the major among the eight clubs. ”

"And our community, only I am willing to go. Wang Pan recalled.

Xing Sang asked, "What club are you in?"

"Basketball Club. Wang Pan said lightly.

Xing Sang noticed that his height was not suitable for basketball.

Wang Pan continued to recall: "On the day of departure......

"Start roll call!" the school truck swayed, and Lin Qiang, the teacher who led the team, said.

"The first one is Van Si!"

"To. A boy sitting next to the truck baffle slowly raised his hand and shouted softly.

He is very handsome, nineteen years old this year, and is the president of the art club.

Van Si usually speaks very little, is introverted, and is somewhat cold to others, only indulging in his own paintings.

"The next one is, Zhao Fangjin. Lin Qiang, the leading teacher, continued to read.

"Zhao Fangjin!

"Zhong Wen, pull off Zhao Fangjin's earbuds!" Lin Qiang said angrily.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Zhao Fangjin sat on the side near the cab and took a nap, he was startled by Zhong Wen.

"Lin Qiang's name!" Zhong Wen whispered.

"Here!" Zhao Fangjin quickly stood up and raised his hand.

Zhao Fangjin is a member of the psychology club and a member of the study committee of the class, perhaps because of the influence of his major.

He was always cautious and suspicious, but he was vain and greedy for money.

Lin Qiang glanced at Zhao Fangjin and said angrily: "Why don't you cut off your ears!"

Wang Pan glanced at Zhao Fangjin, who was sitting opposite him, and he seemed to be very angry.

But he didn't dare to quarrel with Lin Qiang, so he just put on earplugs again and continued to sleep.

"Wang Pan!" Lin Qiang said.

"Here!" Before Wang Pan's hand was raised, Lin Qiang continued to read the next one.

Lin Qiang said: "Zhong Wen!"

"Here!" Zhong Wen shouted with his hand raised.

He is the youngest of the several, eighteen years old this year, and he is a member of the Literary Society.

His academic performance is excellent, and he has a good personality, cheerful and humorous.

"Honghe!" Lin Qiang said again.

"Here!" a big man, sitting next to Wang Pan, he is the president of the English club, usually high-profile and self-righteous.

However, his English scores are extremely good, and he is the only student in the school who can communicate with the outside world.

Lin Qiang turned the page and continued: "Huo Wen!"

"Here!" Huo Wen is the first in the school, her appearance and personality are gentle and lovely, and she is also Honghe's transcendent goal.

He was accompanied by Feng Dahai, the teacher in charge of security, and Jiang Beibei, Du Yue and Yao Jing, girls from the performance club.

"Okay, all the people are gone, let's set off for Fangshan! This practical activity lasted for four days. ”

"Teacher Feng is in charge of security, and I am in charge of logistics and liaison. ”

"Four girls, five boys and two of our teachers. ”

"Please remember, safety first!" Lin Qiang emphasized and sat down.

Jiang Beibei's four girls sat on the same side, and Du Yue said, "Beibei, have you heard of it?"

"What did you hear?" Huo Wen wondered.

"The terrifying legend of Fangshan. Du Yue said.

"What legend?" Jiang Beibei asked.

Du Yue suddenly wanted to speak and stopped: "Forget it, let's talk about it when we go to Fangshan." ”

Yao Jing wondered, "What's wrong with her?"

"I don't know. Huo Wen shook her head, looked at the car baffle and said.

The car staggered for nearly two hours before arriving at Fangshan.

When stopped, there was an emergency brake, and several people almost flew out.

"What's wrong?" Feng Dahai, who was sitting in the co-pilot, rubbed his forehead and asked.

The driver looked at the figure walking into the dense forest and said, "I arrived, I almost broke into someone just now." ”

Feng Dahai cursed: "How can there be anyone, all day long." ”

Lin Qiang walked to the co-pilot, dragged Feng Dahai and said, "Okay, get out of the car!"

After the students and teachers got off the bus, the driver went back to school and came back to pick them up four days later.

Everyone looked up at the towering mountain tops like clouds, and the dense forest seemed to be inserted into the clouds, and there was no end in sight.

Not far from them was a river, which they walked over and looked at.

The river is very fast, but very shallow, that is, up to the ankles.

The water is so clear that the fish can see it clearly, and the pebbles with beautiful patterns cover the bottom of the water.

The sky was blue, the sun was shining, the girls were laughing by the river, and everyone was happy.

Lin Qiang shouted: "Let's play later, let's put up the tent first!"

When the students heard Lin Qiang's words, they hurriedly went to find a place to set up tents.

Suddenly, everyone set up their tents by the river.

Wang Pan didn't find a good place, but he set up a tree next to the edge of the dense forest, quite far from the river.

By the time everyone finished setting up the tent, it was already afternoon, and everyone set up a rack to grill fish to eat.

Wang Pan sat on the edge of the tent and watched them laugh.

Zhong Wen was sitting on a stone by the river and reading with glasses, Zhao Fangjin walked over, grabbed the book, looked at it and said, "The Sinking of the Moon"!"

"What kind of book is this? I don't even have a publishing house, so I take it and flip through it all day long. ”

Zhong Wen said disdainfully. "Give it to me, stinky boy, you know what! Whoever knows how to buy fake brands like you!"

"You!" Zhao Fang King Kong was about to have a seizure, so Wang Pan ran over and grabbed him.

When Zhao Fangjin saw Wang Pan coming over, he grabbed him and raised his eyebrows and said, "Who is that, do you say that my things are valuable, or are these broken books valuable!"

"It's all worth the money. Wang Qi scratched his head and smiled.

Zhong Wen leaned over and said, "Hey, have you seen it, people can talk!"

"You rich old hat!"

Zhao Fangjin said: "I'll wash my face, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!"

Zhong Wen looked up at Wang Pan with a smile and asked, "Covered in fake copper smell, Wang Pan, do you also like to read?"

Wang Pan glanced at the book in Zhong Wen's hand and said, "It's okay, what book are you reading?"

"I see you holding this book every day, and the cover of the book is white. ”

Zhong Wen looked around, got up next to Wang Pan, and whispered to him, "The Sinking of the Moon." ”

Wang Pan asked curiously, "What is this talking about?"

"Mysticism. Zhong Wen said in a mysterious whisper.

"Witchcraft?" repeated Wang Pan with wide eyes.

Zhong Wen said: "Yes, you understand it very well!"

"The book is about the brutal killing battles and violent criminal laws that took place in Turkida. ”

Wang Pan was surprised: "This is a forbidden book!"

"That's right, it's a forbidden book, and it's a forbidden art!"

"Killing and violence! That's what really conquers people's minds. Zhong Wen said, his eyes seemed to glow, he sat down again, and continued to read.

Wang Pan stood there expressionlessly and looked at Zhong Wen for a long time before leaving.