"Youth League member Pierre Marseille?"

"Yes, are you ......?"

"A big sister who is interested in you, as you can see, sister and I have no company by my side?

The frivolous, direct, and unsubtle way of speaking did not make Marseille feel "lucky", looking at the smiling face, and then looking down at the rough waves, unfathomable, looming mountains and ravines between the open collars...... Even if a man who is physically and mentally healthy does not become a beast, he is not in a state where he can sit on the sofa and drink soda calmly.

But even though Marseille does have a very primitive impulse in his heart to let out a wolf howl, the safety alarm of "dangerous approach" is also constantly sounding, and bursts of cold air continue to rush up from the soles of his feet.

In "The Source of Life", the top students who are serious on weekdays will indulge themselves and show their unknown side like a happy show. Don't say frivolous words and dissolute behavior, it's just that the beast is not as good as the beast to do the same thing. A few flirtatious words, a few more intimate physical touches are not even a thing. Compared with those bare-chested and bareback guys, the big sister in front of her can be called pure.

But Marseille felt that he had become a little sheep isolated by the flock, facing a big bad wolf in sheep's clothing, and he was extremely helpless in front of the beast that smacked his mouth and swallowed his saliva.

The so-called female.

The so-called big sister of the year.

Are they all predators disguised as humans, looking for innocent lambs?

"Sister, I've asked you so much, you shouldn't refuse. ”

Marseille nodded busily, whether it was the backbone of resistance or the idea of escaping, he couldn't hold on for even a second in front of the terrible smile of "you dare to refuse to try".

"Very good, come with me. ”

Only the lips curled into the shape of a smile, the beautiful but empty blue eyes reflected Marseille's nervous face, and the thumb flicked at the men and women who were moving away from their writhing bodies, and then turned away, followed by Marseille with his head drooping.

The official culture of the empire only recognized classical music, light music such as jazz was considered exclusive to bars, and more intense music, such as heavy metal rock, was officially criticized as "decadent wailing", "psychotropic drugs for the degenerate", and "noises that disturb dreams", and the law explicitly forbade it to be played or played in public. If you play without permission, and you make a noise with your neighbors and you go to the police station, you are likely to be sentenced to criminal detention, and if it is the Imperial Social Order Guarantee Bureau, then there may be a whole set of ideological correction classes to be attended.

At this moment, in the villa of the Imperial Youth League, the music forbidden by the law is deafening, the bizarre colored lights are constantly changing, or the men and women in gowns or topless spews out brain-numbing smoke, shaking their heads wildly, swinging their bodies, and emitting meaningless syllables in their mouths, like a group of patients with seizures.

Originally, I felt that I was really out of tune with this scene when I watched it from the side, but now that sense of disobedience after the end of the game not only did not subside, but became more intense.

"You don't seem to be very happy, is it because you're nervous when you're here for the first time?"

The big sister who swayed her waist like a fish in water said softly, her tone was much softer than before, and she sounded very considerate, but for some reason it exuded a spicy sense of ridicule and sarcasm.

- This person is a bit of a bad person, if not a bad person.

Secretly evaluating and looking at the other party, Marseille cautiously replied:

“...... If you're happy with your current situation, your nerves will be thicker than your neck. ”

"Gee, that's sorry. But if I don't invite like that, you'll probably leave me and run away, because I'm still confident in my charms......"

The fierce drumbeat sounded, and he shook his head violently, and his face with a narrow smile pressed against Marseille's cheek, and the deep voice and body temperature hit the boy who was caught off guard.

"Or is it fun to have a tryst with the girl you like in the warehouse?"

Time seemed to be stretched out all of a sudden, and the feeling of dizziness came one after another, maybe a second, or more than ten seconds, and he didn't let himself escape or faint, Marseille responded in an indifferent voice that lost his temperature:

"Big sister wants to experience it for herself?"

"Sounds great, but I'm not interested in being a boy younger than me. ”

The voice became more gentle and courteous, and the soft arms climbed up Marseille's shoulders like snakes.

And then—

"Because they always don't know what is going on and how to communicate with others. ”

The hand that came around the back of the neck grabbed the shoulder, and the force was not very strong, but the body became immobile in an instant, and he couldn't even struggle.

The already loud music reached its peak at this time, and the crowd was no longer excited, but exploding. Some grabbed their heads and yelled, some hid their faces and wept, some giggled incessantly, and some even hugged each other tightly and rolled around on the carpet despite the danger of being trampled on.

This group of people who completely let go of themselves, and their senses and reason are without a trace at this moment, will not notice at all, there is a man and a woman who are in a very strange and strange atmosphere. Even if Marseille cried out for help, they couldn't hear or see it when they were close at hand, not to mention that in the hands of a woman who had obviously learned professional techniques, Marseille could make a sound not much louder than a newborn kitten.

"If I had used a little bit of strength, your family would have gathered around your corpse tonight and wept bitterly......? Don't think about it, look at those guys, do you think there really isn't a problem with drug and alcohol abuse? There are stupid people here who don't know what moderation is, and there's a little news out there?"

The top brass of the empire knew very well that only by mastering the minds and bodies of young people could they control the future of the country, and that only by firmly grasping young people could the empire continue for thousands of years. For this reason, they did not seize every opportunity to indoctrinate young people, but even made up the "source of life" as a reward, and domesticated young fourth-class citizens into qualified citizens of the empire through a combination of candy and whips.

As a result, the "source of life" was a success. But any form of indulgence will eventually harm health, not to mention the abuse of drugs and alcohol, in fact, there are indeed many sudden deaths in the "source of life". But everything is covered up, like the semi-open secrets of the Empire, which no one knows, no one discusses, no one cares.

"So, whatever the big sister asks, you answer, understand?"

“...... Got it. ”

Holding back the tears that swirled in the corners of his eyes, Marseille squeezed out a hoarse answer.

"So, first of all, did you admit that you hid a girl the other day who had something to do with a homicide?"

"No ......"

"It's all said, tell the truth. ”

“......”

Not only his shoulders, but also his neck was so sore that he almost curled up like shrimp in a frying pan. However, under the strong and powerful embrace, Marseille, who seemed to be entangled by a giant python, could not complete the "curling" action at all, and as a result, not only the lower body could not use its strength, but the upper body was almost paralyzed.

"There are so many ways in this world that people can't survive without dying, and the pain you are suffering now is not even pediatric compared to the ones that make adults cry and beg you to shoot him. Do you think you're capable of surviving those interrogations?"

The woman's voice was close, but it seemed far away, but Marseille didn't have the time to care about it, and he had to bite the tip of his tongue just to fight the pain in the back of his neck and shoulders, and use the more intense pain to counteract the pain inflicted by the woman and the urge to give in to the other man.

- It's scary.

- It's painful.

- Anyway, the other party has mastered the whole situation, and he can't run away, so it's better to admit it and take it easy.

One thought after another crossed my mind, and with each second, the thought of surrendering to the other party and admitting defeat became stronger in my heart. If it were an ordinary Marseille, he might have been unable to resist it for a long time, and in order to escape the pain, he cried and said everything, begging the other party to let him go. Even if he knows that he will bring danger to others, even if he knows that this is tantamount to betrayal and betrayal, Marseille, who does not even have the spare and courage to make up a lie, will still give it all.

But now he is not the same as usual.

I think of those resolute emerald green eyes, of the pale face distorted by pain and burning, of the thin body held in my arms. Somewhere in my heart, there was a voice throwing a "spineless" spitting at myself who wanted to give in.

At this moment, the boy did not care about the rationality of the future, only the stubbornness of resistance and the urge to make up for the gaffe made his whole body hot, supporting him to look at the empty blue eyes with no emotion and no temperature.

“...... I don't know what you're talking about. ”

With all his strength, the boy squeezed out a negative answer from between his teeth.

"Is that okay? If we say it, maybe we will consider it and define you as a 'coerced person', but if you resist to death like this, we can only identify you as a facilitator of a terrorist organization, or even a terrorist." You should know the difference between the two. Everything you've struggled with so far, your life, your family, depends on your answers. ”

The intimidation is blatant, but it also tells the truth, and Marseille's answer will determine not only his own life, but also whether his family will live to see the sun tomorrow.

Will he be punished himself, or will he take his whole family to die for a woman whose name he doesn't even know? Any sane person knows what to choose. But......

"I said it...... I don't know anything!Even if you kill me, what you don't know is ...... you don't know!!"

Human beings are not purely rational creatures, and the restless and rebellious adolescence is a period of distantness.

“......”

After being silent for about two or three seconds, the pressure on the shoulders and the back of the neck suddenly disappeared, and the consciousness that almost flew to the end of the world returned to the body, and before he could understand all this, there was a sweet whisper in his ear.

"Qualified. ”

“...... What do you say?"

"As a person, you're not bad. It's okay to be a boy, but it's still far from being a good man. ”

“...... Good man?"

"Well, you'll understand later. Now you're just a boy, a boy who isn't bad, so-"

Because his cheeks were pressed together, Marseille could not see the other person's expression, and could only clearly feel that he was stiffening with a flushed face.

"A word of advice for you. ”

But I heard a decisive voice in my ears, saying,

"You'd better not get involved with us, you're not fit for this kind of thing. So there is no need for you to entangle with us, forget about the child and everything that happened in the past two days, and now that you have no regrets, no irreparable things have happened, you still have time to treat everything as if it never happened, and return to a stable life. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Marseille was let go, and the body temperature and touch that clinged to it dissipated without a trace, and the back like a big cat disappeared without a trace in a few clicks, leaving Marseille to stand in place.

The mysterious woman's assessment of Marseille is that she is not a bad person.

Not a bad person, but not a good person either.

At this time, Marseille could not understand the deep meaning hidden behind this sentence.