A Sister Cherished for Fifty Years
After questioning Wang Yue for quite a while and getting nowhere, the interrogators decided to hand him over to the Earth Security Force. They temporarily locked him up in the local detention center, where he would wait for the Security Force to come collect him.
Wang Yue didn't dwell on it. He decided to take things as they came and followed a guard into the cell. As soon as he stepped inside, he saw someone shining a flashlight in Liu Qi's face and asking sternly, "How'd you get in here?"
The light dazed Liu Qi. After a moment's hesitation, he admitted sheepishly, "I drove without authorization!"
Hearing Liu Qi's explanation, the man shouted angrily, "Without authorization? You stole it!"
Liu Qi hurriedly corrected him. "I didn't steal it. I borrowed it. The card belongs to my grandpa!"
Wang Yue saw a tall, white-haired boy of Western descent holding a powerful flashlight in the cell. In flawless Mandarin, he said indignantly, "Bullshit! The truck belongs to the United Government. You think your grandpa can just lend it to you?"
The guard who'd escorted Wang Yue glanced at him as he tried not to laugh. Then he rapped on the cell's iron door and roared, "What's going on in there? It's the middle of the night! Go to sleep!"
The white-haired boy hurried to explain. "Officer, I was just getting to know our new friend! The more friends you have, the more paths you have in life! Heh heh!"
The guard frowned and held out his hand. "Hand it over!"
The white-haired foreigner obediently passed him the powerful flashlight, managing a ingratiating smile. He hardly seemed like the same person who'd been so self-righteous a moment ago.
The guard took it and glanced at it. When