Chapter 18: Confinement (Part 2)

  "Hey, I'm saying you're quite annoying! You've been locked up since the first day you arrived."

  Seeing Qin Feng following behind him, Li Tianyuan's face, swollen like a pig's head, burst into laughter, but this laugh suddenly tore open the wound on his face, and he cursed in pain: "Wait till I get out, I won't let Niu Yuandong that kid off, damn it, just relying on having a few stinky bucks at home!"

  "Get out first, then revenge, talking too much is useless." Qin Feng lowered his voice and asked, "Li Lao Da, why do you seem to be afraid of being locked up? Isn't that more comfortable than running?"

  "Huh, aren't you usually a quiet kid? Why are you speaking up this time?"

  After entering the detention center, Qin Feng had been answering questions but never initiated a conversation. Now, his sudden question caught Li Tianyang off guard, who turned around and kept sizing up Qin Feng's face.

  "What are you muttering about? Don't talk." The instructor walking in front heard the voice behind him and turned around to scold.

  "Listen up, kiddo. I'm telling you, this place may have food and drink, but the taste... Ugh, you'll know once you go in. Just don't go crazy, okay?"

  After hearing the words of reprimand, Li Tian's neck shrank back, his voice lowered a few more degrees, and his face actually revealed a few shades of fear, clearly not the first time he had been locked up.

  "Alright, go in and reflect on your actions, make a sincere effort to reform..."

  Under the leadership of the instructor, the three people came to a very old building, opened the big door, and it was a long corridor. On the right side of the corridor, there were more than ten thick iron doors. After the big door of the corridor was closed, the whole building seemed unusually quiet.

  When the warden opened the iron door inside, Qin Feng saw that the space inside was about three square meters, with no windows or beds, not even a toilet, only a chamber pot in the corner of the room.

  "It's just one day of being idle, and no one is bothering me anyway."

  Upon seeing the situation in the sealed room, Qin Feng slightly raised an eyebrow and walked straight into the house to sit down. After the iron door was closed, the entire room suddenly became pitch black, completely isolated from the outside world, not a single ray of light could be seen.

  "Huh? Why do I have this feeling of unease?"

  Qin Feng suddenly discovered that after the thick iron door was closed, he seemed to have entered another space. There was no light, no sound, and a sense of loneliness surged up in his heart in an instant, completely beyond his control.

  Qin Feng may not know that the isolation is not as simple as he thought, this kind of punishment method has a great psychological test on people. According to psychologists' analysis, humans are social animals, when consciousness is completely trapped in darkness, the sense of loneliness bred from psychology will lead to various fantasies.

  In American prisons, even the most hardened criminals will cry and wail like a baby after being locked in solitary confinement for more than seven days. They become as docile as a lamb. Every qualified US operative must be able to withstand over ten days of isolation before they are sent out on a mission.

  "I'm not alone, I still have my sister!"

  Qin Feng sat on the ground with his legs crossed, facing this small cage and let out a loud roar.

  After the shout, the feeling of loneliness was greatly alleviated. Thinking of his sister whose life or death was uncertain and whereabouts unknown, Qin Feng's heart became determined. He must escape from here!

  He sat cross-legged on the ground, Qin Feng took a deep breath and began to circulate his family's traditional internal energy according to Liu Zimo's teachings. After a moment, a "gurgling" sound was heard from Qin Feng's lower abdomen, followed by an object the size of a chicken egg protruding from his skin.

  As Qin Feng's mind turned, the bulging object outside his body began to move around him like a small mouse. Wherever it passed, Qin Feng felt a wave of heat in his body, and the chill in the sealed room was instantly dispelled.

  It turned out that in this killing, although Qin Feng was trapped in prison, his eight extreme fists had made a big breakthrough in the five years of uninterrupted practice.

  Qin Feng could only feel a weak inner energy, but he couldn't control the flow of that inner breath in his body, nor could he use it to attack his enemies. He was still in the stage of accumulation and wanted to achieve the state where his energy followed his mind, but he would have to spend at least another decade practicing Bajiquan.

  However, Qin Feng did not expect that between life and death, his internal strength had increased by more than a fraction, and under the control of consciousness, it could actually move around his body. Some movements of Bayi Quan that he couldn't do in the past can now be easily performed, without any hindrance.

  "Huh? I'm really stupid, why didn't I use this inner strength to protect myself when I was being beaten just now?"

  When the inner energy circulated in his body, Qin Feng suddenly found that his arms and back became cool, and the injury he had just suffered was almost negligible, which made Qin Feng overjoyed.

  Qin Feng was still a young man, and something interesting happened in his body, which immediately distracted him. He didn't care that he was in a confinement room, and completely immersed his mind in the inner energy. The whole person actually entered a state of meditation, and even at noon the next day, the lunch sent over wasn't touched at all.

  "Little Li, is your method useful? That kid didn't eat lunch at noon. What if something happens, I'll be in trouble with you!"

  In the duty room of the detention center, Hu Baoguo stared at Li Fan with a pair of big eyes, somewhat discontentedly.

  After hearing about Qin Feng's case, he specially called up Qin Feng's file and took a look. This look gave Hu Dabao a fright as well, especially the photos of the deceased, which made Hu Baoguo, an old mountain hero who had been to war, feel a chill in his heart.

  Although Hu Bao Guo didn't understand psychology, after returning from the Vietnam battlefield that year, he had suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder, a kind of excessive nervous stimulation after killing people, which tormented him for more than two years and once made him have suicidal thoughts.

  In those two years, Hu Baoguo often thought of the bloody battles on the battlefield, as if he was still in the midst of a fierce and intense war.

  Hu Baoguo often dreamed of leading a company of brothers in a charge against the enemy's defenses, watching as the brothers around him fell one by one. He had woken up countless times from his dreams, and several times even kicked his wife out of bed.

  So, Hu Bao Guo was also afraid that Qin Feng would encounter some unexpected event. If he were to be locked up again and stir up the unpleasant memories in his heart, causing his personality to change greatly and lead to more trouble, then his position as the head of the household would really be at stake.

  "Director, otherwise... shall we release him now?"

  Li Fan also had some doubts in his heart, he looked at his watch and found that it was still more than three hours before Qin Feng would be released. He also wanted to see if Qin Feng could tear off all his disguises after being trapped in the enclosed space for over twenty hours.

  Actually, Li Fan misunderstood Qin Feng. He indeed had the intention of not wanting to show off, but Qin Feng had been living with his sister since he was seven years old and had seen the coldness and warmth of the world, even if he couldn't reach the state of being unmoved by material things or personal gains, the indifferent expression on his face was really not fake.

  "Alright, let Qin Feng out, you and he talk again, tell him that in the future when encountering such things to report to the authorities at the first time..."

  "Hu Bao Guo thought for a moment, then continued: 'Also, Li Tianyuan and Xiaozi shouldn't be locked up anymore. He was beaten badly yesterday, damn it! I was doing well in the army, but I had to leave and become the leader of a group of little brats. It's really frustrating!'"

  As he spoke, Hu Baoguo became somewhat irritated, although he was over 50 years old, his temper was still as explosive as when he was young, he grabbed the cup on the table and was about to smash it, but thinking that this was the last one in the office, he reluctantly put it down.

  Seeing the old captain get angry, Li Fan quietly retreated. This old man sometimes acts like a woman going through menopause, often suddenly getting furious for no reason, and Captain Li didn't want to provoke him.

  "Damn it, little rabbit, big deal with small things, nothing but coming up with some weird ideas."

  Hú Bào Guó stood up and walked towards the exercise yard of the juvenile detention center. He had a gunshot wound on his body and couldn't sit for long periods, so he spent much more time in the cells and exercise yards than in his office.

  When Hu Bao Guo wandered to the northeast corner of the playground, where there was a vegetable garden, an old farmer who was bending over and cutting scallions inside straightened his body and smiled: "Director Hu, are you taking a stroll?"

  "Ah, Master, you... what are you doing?"

  Hú Bào Guó glanced around, seeing no one was paying attention to him, and slipped through the small gate at the end of the iron fence. He looked at the old farmer with a rugged face and said: "Master, you're getting older, why not come to my home and enjoy life? Did my wife give you a cold shoulder?"

  When Hu reported to the country, his facial expression was very careful, and he kept sizing up the old farmer's expression. Fortunately, everyone in the village knew that Director Hu liked to chat with that kind of old man, otherwise they would be shocked by Director Hu's gentle words and expressions.

  "Your wife is pretty good, if you dare bully him, I'll break your dog leg."

  After hearing Hu Bao Guo's words, the old farmer who was originally smiling suddenly seemed to have changed into a different person, and his tone of speech had become somewhat similar to that of Hu Da Zhuang in the office.

  Of course, according to normal logic, Hu Suo Chang likes to call himself "Lao Zi", and eight or nine out of ten times it must have been learned from Lao Nong.

  Seeing his master's face turned gloomy, Hu Bao Guo hastily apologized and said: "Master, how dare I? As a disciple, isn't this showing filial piety to you? You've been stuck in this place for half your life, don't you ever want to change environments?"

  "I don't want to, I've got food and drink here, and there's excitement to watch. Who would want to change places?" The old man looked at Hu Bao Guo, suddenly hooked his finger, and said: "Come, I have something to tell you, lean in closer..."

  Just as Hu Bao Guo and his master were talking, the thick door of Qin Feng's sealed chamber was also opened from the outside.