410 An Unexpected Reunion (1/2)

In the narrow room with gray walls, there was only one table with chairs on both sides. A cold light shone from above, illuminating the prisoner sitting behind the table. Under the dim light, someone across the table asked, ”Name?”

”Maxwell.”

”Age?”

The prisoner paused for a moment, thinking with a cocked head. ”Fifty or seventy? Well, you can take the median, sixty.”

”Occupation?”

”The principal of the Royal Academy of Music and many other part-time jobs.” The white-haired prisoner said gravely, ”All in all, I'm a big man. Be full of awe! Remember, when you write, you must recite and praise the Queen in your mind. ”

”Be serious! Ye Qingxuan! This is for your own good…” The interrogator pounded angrily at the table. ”Do you want to stay here for the rest of your life? If you want to have a trial at the earliest possible time, just cooperate!”

”Come on, if you're serious, we won't have to repeat that for so many days.” Behind the table, Ye Qingxuan raised his little finger to clean his ear. ”Besides, if you really want to hear my words, it won't be you here.”

”I am enough!” In the gloom, the interrogator turned pale and his voice went manic. ”Who do you think you are?”

”Oh?” Ye Qingxuan narrowed his eyes, looking into the dark, gazing at the man behind the table. When his eyes narrowed, there was sharpness as if his eyes could sting one's skin, making people want to look away.

”Come, let me see.” He murmured, ”There are thick calluses on the wrist and fingers; your shirt is good, but the cuff's seam has split from much washing. You must wash your shirt often, right? You also add bleach so the cloth is hardened... The shirt should be often contaminated with stains. It's ink, right? Or perhaps the inkpad?”

Speaking of this, he stooped to look under the table and whistled. ”Good leather shoes, no dirt, fine maintenance, so you seldom walk. But the shoes are not the high-grade kind... You're a clerk who sits in the office all day? Your daily work is probably copying, recording, stamping and being the scapegoat for your boss, right? It's not easy for you.”

”Shut up!” With a snap, the pen was shattered.

Ye Qingxuan smiled, leaning forward slightly. ”I mean, although I killed people, at the very least, this is a serious case no matter from plot or influence. Can you ask a more reliable person to do this work? You probably don't even know how to use a vise.”

After that, he heard angry breathing in the darkness. Just as he was ready to meet the expected fury, somebody suddenly knocked the on the door.

Against the light, someone came in and whispered a few words in the interrogator's ear. The man froze. He quickly got up, put away the meaningless records, and departed. Before leaving, he glanced indignantly at Ye Qingxuan. Another layer of handcuffs were snapped around Ye Qingxuan's wrists.

Ye Qingxuan sighed and raised his feet. ”Isn't it enough to isolate the aether with this thing? The handcuffs are so heavy.”

Soon, he found that he had not come back to the road he came from but turned and set foot on a path which he had never been to. ”Where are we going?” He frowned.

”Someone wants to see you.” The guard looked back at him indifferently. The door opened and he was pushed in. The other end of the chain was locked in the pipe.

Before the guard left, he said, ”You only have five minutes.”

Ye Qingxuan was stunned. He looked around but found himself in a narrow cubicle. This was the prison visiting room, which was separated into many compartments.

It was like a bank teller station for secret business but the glass was covered with a dark curtain. He could not see who was on the other side. When he sat down in his chair, the curtain rolled up, revealing a familiar face.

Ye Qingxuan blanched.

”What's the matter?” said the man, sitting in his chair, smoking his cigar and puffing out smoke. ”You just used my name to fool the interrogator a few minutes ago. You didn't expect that karma would hit so soon, right?”

”Uh...” Ye Qingxuan's expression was troubled and embarrassed. ”I did not expect that you would come to the Sacred City to see me.”

”I arrived here two days ago. It's not easy to see you. I needed to get through many hurdles,” Maxwell smoked and said lightly. ”The examiners of the Amnesty Hall have been quarreling about your business but you are still so relaxed. Are you planning to stay here for the rest of your life?”

”Maybe.” Ye Qingxuan settled into a comfortable posture and slowly nodded. ”Killers should be killed and debts should be paid. If I have sinned, I will accept the consequences, even if I will be imprisoned for life. I just didn't expect that Anglo was willing to pull me out.”

”It's not about whether we are willing but whether we can.” Maxwell glanced at him. ”Today, the time is limited. I don't want to judge what you have done. After all, you've already done it. You have enough time to think over the whole thing. I will look for someone to clear your name and pull you out. We will talk of other things only after that.