Trash Island was not originally called Trash Island, it was called Siga Island. It is located in a piece of ocean outside the border between the two countries, in the center of the impartiality. This sea is a disputed area. Both the Silver Republic and the Austrian Empire claim to have inviolable absolute control over it. The warships of the two countries are at war with each other. Every month Floating at sea, the military expenditure burned is more than a hundred times the annual fishing income.
There was no benefit, but there was no room for compromise. During the stalemate, someone came up with a genius idea.
Build a prison on the island and imprison the most vicious criminals from both countries here.
There are three benefits to doing this.
First, save money. Second, protect the government’s reputation. Third, prevent criminals from escaping from prison.
Because the Civil Rights Act protects the human rights of criminals, the government not only invests a lot of money in the construction and maintenance of prison facilities, but also has to deal with the unpreventable secret investigation of reporters. This island is isolated from the world, and no reporter can reach the West without going through approval and customs clearance. Jia Dao, let alone expose the government’s inhumane behavior towards prisoners.
The two countries hit it off, evacuated warships, and issued a joint statement requiring all fishermen to only fish in offshore waters close to the coastline.
This is how Sijia Island began to become a terrifying legend.
"...So why did it become a terrifying legend?" Zhang Chi asked.
The airflow of the plane was turbulent, and there was a sudden and distinct feeling of weightlessness, probably because it was descending.
Zhou Ke grasped the armrest and waved to Zhang Chi, gesturing for her to come over.
Zhang Chi followed the good advice and heard him say in an extremely quiet voice: "Because no one has ever been released from the garbage island after serving their sentence."
Zhang Chi asked again: "Huh?"
Zhou Ke looked like you still don't understand: "No one knows. Whether the person who went in is alive or dead."
Zhang Chi stared at the flight attendant patrolling the aisle: "Do you think we will die?"
The roar of the plane was high, and half of the syllables seemed to be lost. If it weren't for the close proximity, Zhou Ke wouldn't be able to piece together the meaning she wanted to express.
"No." Zhou Ke paused and said, "It's hard to say."
After he finished speaking, the flight attendant walked up to him. Since the plane was full of criminals who were more "evil" than him, the flight attendant's eyes did not stay on him for long. He and this girl were almost in the blind spot patrolled by the flight attendant.
It's really inconspicuous.
When he woke up in the morning, Zhou Ke finally couldn't hold it any longer and took the initiative to talk to Zhang Chi.
The longer I stay on this plane, the more I feel insignificant and incompetent. Just like a person who is about to drown, when he sees a straw, his emotions are stronger than his reason, and he will inevitably reach out to grab it.
A weird sheep is better than a bunch of ferocious wolves.
Unexpectedly, she has no "criminal" characteristics at all, is gentle and polite, polite in wording, and even a little official - always ambiguous.
The flight attendant left.
Zhou Ke asked again: "How did you get here?"
Zhang Chi paused.
Zhou Ke asked: "I mean, why did you come here because of your crime?"
Zhang Chi smiled slightly and his eyes fell on the mechanical palm of his right arm: "What about you?"
Zhou Ke: "Reselling the serum."
Zhang Chi said nothing.
Zhou Ke said: "I know, are you shocked?"
Zhang Chi raised his eyebrows.
Zhou Ke said: "Stealed from the company."
Zhang Chi thought carefully and said: "This is a serious crime..."
Zhou Ke said: "I know."
He stretched out his robotic hand and looked at it: "But what can I do? Maintenance is due. I can't wait for my nerves to die, right?"
Zhang Chi noticed that this robotic hand was very new and would exhibit a specific swing as he moved - almost the same as the stable balance system of the native left hand. She asked: "How much did it cost?"
At any time, money is not a suitable topic to talk about when meeting people for the first time——
But when faced with danger, anyone becomes closer than usual.
"Fifty thousand original coins." After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhang Chi, as if waiting for her reaction.
Zhang Chi's lips parted slightly, showing delayed shock.
Zhou Ke smiled: "I know, it's very expensive." He added, "That's why I sell serum. I'm different from those people. I'm not on the road. There's no middleman. I just do it for myself and do it myself. But I was unlucky and was caught after just a few votes.”
He put down the robot hand and hid it in his sleeve.
"I suspect it wasn't the buyer who handed me over." The expression on Zhou Ke's face was complicated, "It was from the road."
Zhang Chi thought for a moment and said, "Because you stole their business?"
Zhou Ke nodded: "They have a big business, and I heard that there are people in the police station. Protective umbrella."
Zhang Chi said: "They reported you?"
Zhou Ke hesitated and said: "Not sure. But I was the only one who was arrested."
Zhang Chi defended him and said, "Sometimes it's the peers who kill someone."
Zhou Ke was very heart-wrenched when he heard this. He curled his lips and the emotions on his face became more complicated.
"Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys. Knowing my fate, no one will dare to compete with them for business."
After a while, he asked again: "What about you?"
Zhang Chi: "What?"
"How did you get in?"
Zhang Chi was silent for a moment. Zhou Ke said: "Let me guess. Did you murder your husband?"
Zhang Chi: "..."
Zhou Ke: "No... Then you won't be imprisoned here - cruelly torturing and killing children?"
Zhang Chi: "..."
Zhou Ke then guessed: "Stealing, robbing - a lot of it. But it doesn't look like you have that kind of ability."
Zhang Chi interrupted: "I'm the same as you."
Zhou Ke: "What?"
Zhang Chi: "Selling serum."
Zhou Ke suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Real or false?"
Zhang Chi was noncommittal.
Zhou Ke said: "I thought I was the only one who was so brave. Are you short of money?"
Zhang Chi said: "Money, no one would think it's too much."
"But there are many ways to make money," Zhou Ke said.
Zhang Chi said: "It's a lot of money to do this."
Zhou Ke said: "Where are you from - where are your channels -"
Zhang Chi put his finger on his lips: "Secret."
Zhou Ke: "..."
Zhou Ke said, "Okay, that's understandable." Zhou Ke's curiosity was peaked, and he asked again, "Why are you so short of money?"
Zhang Chi thought for a while and said, "Guess."
Zhou Ke said: "Student loan?"
There was a hint of confusion on Zhang Chi's face. Zhou Ke captured it very keenly.
"It seems not." Zhou Ke said, "I thought only student loans would make a good young man like you desperate."
Hearing him say the words "good young man", Zhang Chi suddenly wanted to laugh.
"Aren't you a good young man?"
Zhou Ke bared his teeth and smiled: "I'm not. I didn't go to college. I'm self-taught. "
The radio suddenly sounded——
"Attention, please pay attention, the landing is about to happen, pay attention, please pay attention, the landing is about to happen..."
The broadcast prompts of civil airliners are generally aimed at passengers, but it is obvious that this broadcast is for the crew.
Before the broadcast ended, a group of armed police officers with live ammunition emerged from the other end of the cabin - they had never shown their faces before.
The faces of several passengers on the plane became obviously ugly.
Think on your toes - the best time to escape from a plane is either takeoff or landing.
The patrolling flight attendant stood at the exit of the cabin and smiled coldly: "It seems that some people's calculations have failed."
The laughter was very mocking.
It was as if the cat deliberately left the mouse uneaten just to grab its tail and continue playing with it.
The plane landed smoothly, its wheels sliding across the runway and making an unpleasant "rumbling" sound.
When the plane door opened, the patrol flight attendant blew a whistle.
"Congratulations. You guys, get up and welcome your new life."
***
When they got off the plane, everyone had a black hood over their head.
First we took a car, which took a lot of turns and seemed to go around a few circular roads. It took about two hours.
After getting off the bus, all the criminals were divided into different arrays. The chains tied to the hands of each column of criminals had a buckle, and additional chains were connected to the buckle to string all the criminals together.
Each chain is neither too long nor too short—not so short that someone would trip if they walked slower, and not so long that someone could run out of line.
As he walked, the clanking sounds of chains came one after another, as loud as if someone had taken a gong and struck it next to his ears.
Very jarring. It’s upsetting.
Zhang Chi walked at the front of the team. Someone, probably a guard, held her chain and reminded her every time she turned. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Zhang Chi felt a slight change in the environment under his feet.
Wet and a little slippery.
A cold breath rushed to the tip of his nose.
"Rumble--"
The sound of heavy trucks passing by.
Everyone stopped where they were and got into the car one by one. Like pigs being dragged to the vegetable market, they were crowded in the back of the truck.
The car started, the cold wind passed through the face, and the "pig" all made a "hissing" sound in unison.
Everyone's face is hidden in the black cloth, so they can't see each other clearly, but they can feel each other's body temperature.
That disgusting, stranger's body temperature.
They stood side by side in the cold, trying desperately to stand firm on the metal plate that vibrated with the "hum" of the engine, and drove into the unknown depths together.
