Confinement

Tilanqiao Prison.

A layer of cell doors was opened.

"Everyone stand at attention in front of the cell door!"

The loud and clear voice of the prison guards echoed through the cell block.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

"Is this another inspection?"

...

The prisoners who were still resting heard the guard's shout, and one by one they stood up with a blank look on their faces, looking in disbelief at the long corridor in the distance.

Only to see that accompanied by two prison guards, Gao Yi as well as Professor Chen and Su Su walked into the prison dormitory area.

"Warden?"

"Isn't that the High Warden?"

"Why is he here? It's not a day for a review either."

When they saw Gao Yi, the inmates became even more puzzled; on weekdays, Gao Yi would only come to the dormitory to check on it during the routine inspection every Monday.

Why are you here today?

...

"Warden, this is cell block 9527."

Led by the prison guards, the three of them, Gao Yi and Prof. Chen, arrived in front of a prison cell.

Inside the cell, a handsome-looking man wearing a prison uniform stood in front of the cell railing, his gaze looking at the three of them suspiciously.

"You're Li Bing?"

Gao Yi looked at the prisoner in front of him with an unfriendly face, his tone full of questioning.

The man was a decent looking man, but how dare he engage in that kind of thievery under his nose.

It's an abomination!

...

"Reporting to the prison guards, I am cell block 9527, Li Bing."

Li Bing nodded and stood up straight, not noticing the suppressed anger in Gao Yi's eyes.

His eyes were drawn to the old man beside Gao Yi.

The old man wore a white coat with a logo on his chest and a small line embroidered underneath.

Magic City Institute!

This old man was a professor at the Mordor Institute?

Li Bing's eyes lit up when he saw the logo on the white coat.

This old man is here for his own piece of application, I think!

However, without waiting for Li Bing to be happy, Warden Gao Yi's next sentence left him a bit baffled.

"Who wrote that application for you?"

...

Gao Yi stared at Li Bing with a serious face, if it wasn't for the fact that Prof. Chen and the others were still watching, he was afraid that he would have to directly ask the prison guards to drag the other party to the small black room for confinement.

Requesting a report?

Li Bing blinked and looked at Gao Yi with puzzled eyes.

He had some trouble understanding what the other man was saying.

He must have written the application report he turned in himself, who else could have helped him?

"Don't want to admit it?"

"I'm telling you, confess and resist!"

"The matter of the falsification of the application report has been exposed, you now explain who actually wrote this application report, and strive to make a merit!"

"There's still a chance we can give you a lighter sentence on the prison side!"

"Otherwise, you are aware of the consequences."

...

When Gao Yi saw the expression on Li Bing's face, he assumed that he still wanted to continue hiding, and his tone became much more serious.

Falsification of the application report?

Li Bing frowned slightly and looked at Gao Yi in disbelief.

There was a complete lack of understanding of what the other person was saying.

What application report was falsified? What was falsified?

The knowledge in one's mind was obtained through the system, so how could it be fake?

"Warden, I didn't understand what you said, what did you just say about the application report being falsified?"

....

When Gao Yi heard Li Bing's words, his face once again turned ugly for a few minutes.

A dead duck's mouth!

Is this guy going to go on without seeing his coffin?

The professors from the Mordor Institute were there, and he's still planning to weasel his way out of this?

"Men, take this fellow to the small dark room and let him reflect for an hour!"

...

Seeing Li Bing's attitude, Gao Yi did not intend to continue talking nonsense with him and shouted at the two prison guards beside him.

Let him spend an hour in a prison cell and I don't believe he won't be honest!

...

Inside the prison house, hearing Gao Yi's words, Li Bing's heart was shocked and he hurriedly retreated two steps back.

While prisons do not allow private corporal punishment of inmates, they are able to put inmates in solitary confinement.

The small dark room that Gao Yi is talking about is the solitary confinement cell in Tilanqiao Prison.

Basically, no one can stay inside the confinement cell for an hour.

Could he or she have encountered a play of submission?

Li Bing gulped and watched as the prison guards prepared to open his cell door, crying out in his heart that it was not good.

...

"Wait, wait!"

"Warden Gao, tell Comrade Prison Guard to wait."

Just when the prison guards were about to open the iron door of Li Bing's prison cell, the old man standing beside Gao Yi suddenly opened his mouth and stopped the two.

Only to see him pushing his old glasses, he took a few steps forward and stood outside the fence of the prison cell, squinting his eyes at the wall behind Li Bing.

A wisp of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

As if he did not see it clearly, he came a little closer, holding up his presbyopes and seriously surveying the formulas on the wall.

The more you look at it, the more mesmerized you get.

The original color of suspicion in his eyes also turned into horror.

Looking at Professor Chen's unusual behavior, the two men on the side, Gao Yi and Su Su, could not help but glance at each other, both wondering what was wrong with Professor Chen today, why was he so abnormal?

The old professor has always been calm and collected, Tarzan collapsed in front of, but the face does not change color, today how seems to have become a young man who has never seen the world.

Su Su even noticed that Professor Chen actually started to hand-calculate when he saw the formulas at the back.

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"Little comrade, the formulas on this wall... Are the formulas on this wall... Related to nuclear fusion?"

...

Professor Chen's eyes were dead set on the chalk formulas that filled the walls, his gaze looking somewhat agitated and his tone no longer calm.

If he guessed correctly, the chalk formula on this wall was most likely... It was most likely the subsequent deduction formula that was not finished on the application report!

"Little comrade, you wrote all the formulas on these walls?"

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