Recap
Supporters of the New Entertainment Law derided the protestors as potential criminals, saying they opposed it because they themselves wanted to rape and kill the innocent.
In the end, the two sides fought hard and were all taken away by the police.
Chu Shici closed the program and voted for the protestors in his heart.
Now five years later, the New Entertainment Law has really gone astray.
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Chu Shici used the system’s built-in recording software to record the news. When Zhe-ge finished taking a shower, he came over and listened to the recording.
After listening to the recording, Shen Xiuzhe was silent for a moment then said in a cold tone: “I have seen a march like this before… Maybe it was this one, but I don’t know what they are doing.”
Chu Shici was stunned, “You were…”
“I was in my foster father’s car and the people marching were holding banners. I wanted to see what was written on it, but he wouldn’t let me.”
Chu Shici rolled up his sleeves and said, “It was one thing to block off the internet access, but he doesn’t even allow you to eat melon and watch the show? He seems to have a serious illness.”
Shen Xiuzhe wiped his hair while muttering: “He said those people are ridiculous.”
“? Was he a supporter of the New Entertainment Law?”
“I don’t know, he doesn’t talk to me about these things.”
In the original text, the male protagonist’s adoptive father is the soy sauce character. He rarely appears and is just a tool to help the male protagonist display his capabilities. Shen Xiuzhe did say that his adoptive father was very rich and that he had never been short of money since he was a child.
But the more Chu Shici got to know him, the more he felt that something was wrong with the male protagonist’s adoptive father.
He asked hesitantly: “In the past, your adoptive father took care of you and hoped that his son would succeed. But when you were in college, you were already a world-famous painter. Why was he still unsatisfied?”
“I asked him before. He said that my paintings have become stagnant since I turned eighteen. I should have achieved more, and he regretted letting me leave the villa.”
“Fuck, is he blind or dumb? You can draw with your eyes closed, what else does he want from you! By the way, have you shown him the paintings you drew blindly?”
Shen Xiuzhe pursed his lips unconsciously, “He asked me to demonstrate it in person. After the finished product came out, he was very satisfied, but he still thought that I could do better.”
“He felt that everything in the outside world, whether good or bad, was a disturbance to me. He wanted me to stay in the ‘sterile environment’ he had created forever and paint for him for the rest of my life.”
Chu Shici: …
“How come your dad…he doesn’t like you like that, does he?”
Shen Xiuzhe: ?
Chu Shici propped up his chin, “Do you have an adoptive mother?”
“No.”
“Does he have a lover?”
“No.”
Chu Shici clapped his hands together and said, “He is not flirtatious with women, and he hangs around his adopted son every day. He keeps his adopted son at home, has a strong desire to control him, and wants his adopted son to paint for him for the rest of his life. Is this normal?”
Shen Xiuzhe: ……
There was no reaction on his face, but he accidentally dropped the towel in his hand.
Chu Shici stretched out his plug in time to catch it. He raised his head and continued to ask, “Zhe-ge, was your adoptive father honest when you were a child. Did he do anything to you?”
What the little speaker brought up was so shocking that Shen Xiuzhe looked a little confused.
The face that had always been expressionless was now filled with astonishment.
He shook his head, “His relationship with me is more like a superior and a subordinate than a father and son. He provided me with room, boarding school and living expenses, while I painted according to his requirements. He only hugged me once or twice. Other than that, We had no close physical contact.”
“He is not targeting me. He also has a strong desire to control the servants at home. He once had a fiancée who regretted the marriage and went abroad because she couldn’t stand him.”
After hearing what Zhe-ge said, Chu Shici breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the plot is not developing in the direction of the absent father, the male protagonist’s adoptive father is just a pervert.
He put the towel aside and said casually: “Think of something positive. Since you have seen the march before, it means you were not imprisoned five years ago.”
After Chu Shici finished speaking, he laughed out loud first.
How could Zhe-ge be imprisoned for five years?
He wanted to talk to Zhe-ge about the information he compiled last night, but when he looked up, he found Shen Xiuzhe standing there in a daze.
There was still no expression on that handsome and pale face, but Chu Shici could feel confusion pouring out of him in waves.
He hesitantly called Zhe-ge.
Shen Xiuzhe seemed to wake up suddenly. He was stunned for two seconds before calmly saying: “Is there something?”
“What were you thinking about just now?”
“I was just wondering how long I’ve been here.”
Chu Shici glanced at the unfinished oil painting not far away, and suddenly thought of an idea, “It takes around the same amount of time to paint a single painting. We just need to calculate how many paintings you’ve painted.The total amount added up would be equivalent to the total length of imprisonment?”
Shen Xiuzhe gently felt the edge of the drawing board with his fingers and murmured thoughtfully: “I don’t remember how many paintings I drew.”
Chu Shici: ?
“Have you lost your memory?”
“I don’t have amnesia. Whatever I have done, I…”
Shen Xiuzhe paused mid-sentence. He sat back in his chair and fell into deep thought.
Why did Chu Shici feel that Zhe-ge’s current situation was so similar to the first world?
Is it possible that multiple timelines overlap here as well, causing Zhe-ge’s confusion?
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In his dream, he imagined the little speaker to be a blonde beauty, and while chatting, he realized that he might have lost his memory.
Under the multiple revelations, Shen Xiuzhe became distracted from time to time while painting.
His hands shook accidentally and he heard a hiss from the little speaker.
Shen Xiuzhe couldn’t see it, but he knew that the brush stroke must be very twisted.
Chu Shici sat next to him while he painted. He didn’t know much about painting. Neither does he know what Zhe-ge was painting, he only said, ‘Fuck, that’s awesome.’
Anyway, it was just a draft. One or two mistakes in the painting were not a big problem, so he didn’t take it to heart.
Chu Shici secretly glanced at the male protagonist’s expression, and after making sure that he was in a good mood, he leaned over and asked softly: “Zhe-ge, do you dislike the police?”
Shen Xiuzhe turned to face the little speaker, “Why do you ask that?”
Chu Shici looked at the white cloth on his face, “When Officer Li was first detained, you seemed to be very resistant towards him. Zhe-ge, did the police do anything to you? When you failed to escape for the first time, was it because of the police??”
Shen Xiuzhe paused for a moment.
He raised his hand as if he wanted to touch his eyes. After realizing, he quickly retracted it.
Chu Shici knew the answer from his silence.
Zhe-ge probably already ran out using his fists only, however, while being chased by these people, he encountered the police and subconsciously asked the police for help. As a result, not only did he not receive help, he was caught and sent back.
Being sent back to the Demon Cave by the police himself, it would be considered generous of Zhe-ge not to hate them.
Chu Shici could also understand why the police captured Shen Xiuzhe.
This is the New Entertainment Law. In the eyes of the police, the scene at that time was just a bunch of prison guards chasing a fugitive. They must help the prison guards.
But Chu Shici couldn’t figure it out.
He raised his head and asked Zhe-ge, “When the police arrested you, didn’t you explain everything to them?”
Shen Xiuzhe’s face darkened visibly. He snorted coldly and broke the brush in his hand into two pieces.
Chu Shici smacked his lips.
This question wandered too close to Shen Xiuzhe’s minefield, and Zhe-ge was outraged by his question. If the little speaker hadn’t gained Shen Xiuzhe’s trust, it was not only the paintbrush that would have been broken.
Chu Shici understood Zhe-ge’s temperament.
After waiting for half an hour, he estimated that Shen Xiuzhe’s anger had subsided. He wrapped the slender fingers in front of his eyes, rubbed them gently with the charging cable, and called out softly: “Zhe-ge.”
He didn’t need to continue asking. As long as Zhe-ge felt wronged, he will take the initiative to complain to him.
He has this Zhe-ge fully in his hands.
Shen Xiuzhe grabbed the charging cable of the little speaker, took a deep breath and said in a cold tone: “I explained, but it was of no use. Those policemen said that I was a murderer. When I asked the police for help, they stunned me.”
Chu Shici: …?
Thinking of Zhe-ge’s precise killing and dismemberment techniques, he asked tentatively: “Have you really never killed anyone before yesterday?”
Shen Xiuzhe grimaced, “Of course not.”
“You are very skilled in killing people, you don’t look like a novice. Even the policemen you met suspected you. And currently, you are very likely to be locked up in the cell of the New Entertainment Prison now.”
Seeing that Zhe-ge’s expression was getting more and more ugly, Chu Shici hooked his fingers and clarified, “I don’t doubt you, but don’t you remember how many paintings you’ve drawn? I was thinking, is it possible that you’ve really killed someone, but you don’t remember?”
After he finished, the room fell silent.
After a while, Shen Xiuzhe made a nasal sound of unknown meaning. Then he turned his head expressionlessly and stopped talking to him.
System, who was watching the whole process, stuck his head out and asked curiously: [What does he mean by that?]
‘Zhe-ge can’t remember clearly, but he feels he is right. I didn’t support him and he is unhappy.’
[I’m surprised, how come every cold and fierce person in your hands turns into a tsundere and a crybaby. Your husband has even mastered the art of complaining now, he is becoming softer and softer. If this continues, you may be able to initiate a counterattack.]
‘Fuck, you are so vicious, you actually cursed me to be a 1! I am a steel 0 and I will never be on top, over my dead body! …Except to ride.’
The system’s belief is not as firm as Chu Shici’s.
Thinking of the days when it was still a 1, the system ran out of the room crying.
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In the next few days, there was nothing special in the news, just daily trivial matters.
Early on Wednesday morning, Chu Shici used the program to eavesdrop on the news as usual.
Shen Xiuzhe was actually mentioned in the news.
He was said to have won international awards, held a touring art exhibition, and was praised as the youngest contemporary artist. A painting was sold at auction for a high price of 1.5 billion yuan.
Chu Shici subconsciously looked towards the bathroom, only to find that the bathroom door was opened a crack and Shen Xiuzhe was standing at the door eavesdropping.
This is a completely transparent bathroom. Every little move that Zhe-ge thinks is hidden is visible.
Chu Shici pretended not to see anything, knocked his plug on the table, and exclaimed exaggeratedly: “Wow, one hundred million! Zhe-ge is so awesome!”
Shen Xiuzhe quietly closed the bathroom door and went back to take a shower.
The next second, Chu Shici heard a system prompt from the background.
[Add 2 points to the vitality value, and the current vitality value is 11/100.]
Chu Shici could see through Zhe-ge’s little thoughts.
Looking at the unusually conspicuous 20 centimeters in the bathroom, he really wanted to turn into a human immediately and play some games that adults love to play with his husband.
The system strolled by, ran over and kicked him, [What are you thinking about? Don’t be dazed, hurry and listen in on the phone!]
Chu Shici came back to his senses and clicked into the program to take a look.
The [Phone] button had lit up at some point, and it showed that three people nearby were on the phone at the same time.
The contents of these calls are likely to reveal important clues, but the program is set to listen to only one at a time. Just looking at the digital display, he can’t tell which one is more important.
Chu Shici was particularly troubled now.
The system scattered a handful of soybeans, with the most beans parked on Line 3. It waved its little hand and clicked on Line 3.
An old voice sounded in the room, it sounded like he must be in his fifties or sixties.
“How is he? He still refuses to plead guilty?”
The person he was talking to was the fat steward.
“Yes. We tried several times, but he was very stubborn. It’s already the fourth time, and he still firmly believes that he did not kill anyone.”
The person on the other side was silent for a long time, seeming to be deep in thought.
Chu Shici vaguely heard a strange sound in the background.
‘Drip-drip-‘
Very consistent.
It sounded like the electrocardiogram(ECG) sounds that Chu Shici heard in TV series.
Just as he was about to listen carefully to decipher what was making the noise, the strange man spoke again: “Let’s put this aside first and give me his paintings.”
“OK, the pictures are being sent. I still have things to deal with here. If Mr. Shen has nothing else, I will go back first.”
“Go on… By the way, someone has noticed something unusual recently, and the police will come to your door at any time. Those filthy things, remember to stay low.”
After the fat steward responded, the call ended abruptly.
Chu Shici closed the program with a confused look on his face. When he turned around, he found that Zhe-ge had come out of the bathroom and was standing quietly next to the chair.
He remembered that the fat steward called the man Mr. Shen on the phone, and they mentioned paintings when they were talking.
Chu Shici raised his head: “Zhe-ge, is that Mr. Shen your father?”
Shen Xiuzhe had obviously heard the content of the call, he shook his head calmly.
“Although the voice on the phone will be distorted, you can still tell that the person is over fifty. My adoptive father, on the other hand, is less than forty.”
“But his surname is Shen too.”
“Shen is not a rare surname.”
After Shen Xiuzhe finished speaking, he muttered in a low voice: “The sound in the background does sound a bit familiar.”
Chu Shici was confused, he didn’t know what to say.
He can only reply with three little question marks.
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After lunch, the fat steward Brother Liu opened the door and brought two men into the room.
He walked to Shen Xiuzhe and held down the back of his chair: “Painter Shen, the psychiatrist is here. Come with me.”
Chu Shici, who was lying on the table, widened his eyes in surprise.
He doesn’t know the exact date he arrived here, the calendar that comes with the system space can only show the day of the week.
Chu Shici opened the calendar and looked at it. Today is Wednesday.
Didn’t you say that the psychiatrist would not come until Sunday?
A few days ago, Chu Shici had a discussion with Shen Xiuzhe and they decided to take the little speaker with him when he went to see the psychiatrist.
It will give them the opportunity to see what’s out there.
Now that the opportunity came, Shen Xiuzhe insisted on holding the little speaker. After confirming that it was just a broken stereo, the fat steward didn’t resist anymore.
Shen Xiuzhe was handcuffed, shackled and pulled forward by the two men.
Chu Shici lay in his arms, looking around secretly, and found that the door of Room 3 opposite was also open.
He vaguely heard those people saying that they were going to take the person into the monster room.
Chu Shici felt a chill in his heart.
Damn it, Officer Li is doomed!
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