In the police car, as was customary, two officers sat on either side of Lu Xin, sandwiching him between them.
Lu Xin's hands were cuffed, and the bag he had been carrying had been confiscated. He sat obediently in the middle. Both officers were bigger than him, squeezing him into a tiny space between them. He looked rather pitiful; his already-not-very-strong body appeared even thinner and frailer. Every so often, he glanced out the window, seemingly finding everything fresh and interesting.
The two officers ignored him, sitting in silence with their backs straight and muscles tense.
The atmosphere in the car was somewhat tense.
"Huh? Don't move..."
Lu Xin suddenly looked up at the roof and spoke abruptly.
Both officers instantly got goosebumps. They spun around and stared at him nervously.
Lu Xin smiled apologetically at them, then turned his head back toward the roof and continued, "Don't get angry. This is normal. Zhao Hui was indeed in the wrong, but I shot someone, which counts as breaking the law too. How could I refuse to accept punishment?"
"If we dislike other people breaking the law, but refuse to follow the rules ourselves, wouldn't that be wrong?"
"Those two were only following orders. Why did you have to gouge their eyes out?"
"..."
The two officers' faces turned green.
Lu Xin sighed and said, "I don't like other people breaking the law, so of course I have to obey it myself!"
"Otherwise, that would be a double standard..."
"It's fine. Let's just treat it as giving life a little more experience..."
"..."
The young officer on the left looked terrified and quietly edged farther to the left.
"Oh dear..."
Lu Xin suddenly lowered his head, his expression extremely solemn. "You're not allowed to act. I'll decide this matter."
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