Wen Xishu did not keep him in suspense:
"The fourth prophecy needs interpreting. It says that a child with a future will carry the blue sun from his artwork, shining it upon the world and liberating every imprisoned mind."
Horn's first reaction was confusion.
Just then, police sirens actually sounded outside.
Wen Xishu said:
"With two people missing from their jobs, they may not be able to pinpoint our location... but this building has already fallen out of order. We need to leave, or it'll be locked down soon."
As it happened, by the time he had finished explaining everything, Horn and Wen Xishu had reached the building's ground floor.
Both had already changed their outfits. Their long sleeves now concealed the wounds on their arms, and Wen Xishu pushed Horn along. They drew plenty of strange looks...
But those looks never lingered, because according to the rules, giving them strange looks violated the code of conduct.
So when everything revolved around a particular order, the person who broke that order might be the one who profited most.
When someone lost their own will, someone who retained theirs became that person's master.
Horn said:
"I've thought of somewhere safe. It should work in theory, but there may be risks."
Wen Xishu maintained his unhurried pace. Though the sirens grew clearer, he showed no sign of panic:
"I'm all ears."
Horn lowered his head:
"The factory. But we'll need a little disguise."
The most dangerous place was often the safest.
A highly ordered world was often highly monitored, too. And there were only so many places in this city.
Wen Xishu said:
"I see. You're looking for the person who can bring the blue sun?"
Horn nodded.
By this point, Wen Xishu and Horn had both guessed what the missing concept