Yujiang is very smart. The petty thoughts of the people around him have been invisible to him since he was a child. The overly straightforward little Yujiang also suffered a lot for this. Later, he gradually developed the habit of hiding his own light. To put it nicely, this is called hiding one's strength and bide one's time, but to put it worse, it's actually laziness.
Don't do things that can be done; don't look at people who can see through them; don't fight for rights and interests that can be fought for.
Under such circumstances, it is extremely rare to suddenly meet a kind, simple and true person like Qingchuan Yu.
He is trapped in the quagmire of the organization, but he can maintain his true heart.
For Yu Jiang, who has long been accustomed to filth, Qingchuan Yu is a strange existence.
"What about you?"
Qingchuan Yu adjusted his posture in the water, raised his head and looked at Yu Jiang and asked,
"Why did you join the organization?"
Yu Jiang tilted his head in confusion: "Me?"
Yu Jiang has always dealt with unpleasant things in a cold manner. Twelve years have passed, and he thinks he has handled them well, and has long since discarded the memories of the past.
But this time he was just taking part in a training camp assessment, and he always seemed to be reminded of past memories.
Especially Zhu Xingda, he is like a sharp thorn embedded deeply in Yujiang's heart, repeating the rainy night twelve years ago over and over again, making Yujiang unable to live in peace.
Now even Qingchuan Yu wants to ask him why he joined the organization in the first place.
What reason could he have?
"I was sold." Yu Jiang replied perfunctorily.
"Sold?" Qingchuan Yu was confused, "Was it sold like being abducted by traffickers?"
"Absolutely." Yu Jiang didn't want to mention the past, so he just described it vaguely, "My parents sold my life to a killer organization for money, so I'm different from you."
Qingchuan Yu at least had a normal childhood.
Hearing this, Qingchuan Yu frowned slightly: "What's the difference? Aren't we in exactly the same situation now?"
"Hey. What a shameless statement. You are in the water prison and I am outside the water prison. We are in the same situation?"
Qingchuan Yu raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes again: "In that case, please ask Yu Jiangsang outside the water prison to leave as soon as possible."
If they continue chatting here, it will be daybreak.
However, Qingchuan Yu must be grateful to Yu Jiang. With his "chat", the originally boring and painful night is no longer difficult.
Just when Yu Jiang was about to leave, a very subtle "click" suddenly came from the grass next to him, which was the sound of a branch breaking.
Someone is there!
Qingchuan Yu and Yu Jiang looked at each other and said worriedly: "What should I do? If you are discovered, you..."
"Don't worry."
There was no trace of worry on Yu Jiang's expression. He stared at the direction from which the sound came, his eyes dark and unclear.
When he left the water prison, the sky was gradually turning white. Yujiang returned just in time to catch the morning roll call.
He hadn't slept all night, and his head ached.
He rubbed his temples tiredly, then raised the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating tone.
Sure enough, there is no Little White Lotus in the organization, only Black Lotus.
Qingchuan Yu acted kind and simple, but his professional speaking skills were still penetrated by Yu Jiang.
The so-called revealing one's sincerity is just a preparation for subsequent clichés and hints.
He is very smart. He releases goodwill, draws in, and guides perfectly, without revealing any clues or any trace of deliberate whitewashing.
It's a pity that Yu Jiang has been in the cannibal organization for too many years and knows those words too well.
However, this conversation can only prove that Qingchuan Yu is very smart, either he has received professional psychology training, or he is born with extraordinary talents and full emotional intelligence.
Who Qingchuan Yu is still needs to be revealed slowly by Yu Jiang.
After Yu Jiang came back, he did not go directly to the meeting place for morning training, but went back to the dormitory first.
Toru Amuro and Taisho Morohoshi are getting ready to go out.
"Where did you go last night?" Toru Amuro asked with a frown.
"It seems that where I go has nothing to do with you, right?" Yu Jiang looked at Zhu Xingda.
Zhuxing understood: "You want to see me if you have something to do?"
Yujiang said expressionlessly: "No, I want to find Amuro, please hurry up."
Zhu Xingda: "..."
He found that Yu Jiang had become even worse since he had a fight with him without hitting him. He could always feel Yu Jiang's malice toward him, but he didn't understand the source of the malice.
Therefore, when Pisk asked Yu Jiang about not returning home last night, Zhu Xingda admitted that he was a little gloating.
Morning training——
"Someone reported that you stayed out last night. Do you have anything to explain?" Pisk looked at Yu Jiang coldly and questioned him in public with a straight face.
"There's nothing to explain." Yu Jiang said nonchalantly.
Pisk was a little surprised.
Doesn’t this look like Yu Jiang’s character?
However, he still dealt with it impartially: "According to the rules and regulations of the training camp, those who leave the dormitory without permission after curfew will be punished as violations. You can choose between elimination and punishment."
Pisk gestured to Little B.
Little B understood this and ordered someone to carry out a wooden board covered with broken glass.
Yujiang discovered that the organization is really good at playing tricks. Yesterday's water prison was just that. It could be said to be one of the commonly used methods of criminal organizations, but the glass slag wooden board smelled a bit like torture during the Warring States Period in Japan.
Pisk said to Yu Jiang: "I'll give you two choices, either eliminate it immediately, or walk away from this road. You decide for yourself."
Being eliminated in the training camp is basically equivalent to death, and walking step by step on this nearly ten-meter glass slag board is obviously a kind of torture.
Passively and actively accepting punishment have completely different psychological tests on people. If Yu Jiang chooses the second option, he will inevitably endure huge psychological pressure.
Most of the students were gloating about their misfortune, and Toru Amuro and Morohoshi, who were both in dormitory No. 2, were still in a weird mood.
"Why, don't you plead for him?" Zhu Xingdawei asked, carrying his back.
"If you ask for mercy, I won't stop you." Amuro Toru chuckled.
"No, I just feel like our dormitory's luck is not very good. Yesterday it was Qingchuan, today it's Yujiang, and tomorrow it might be your and my turn."
"Yeah, maybe someone is targeting us deliberately."
The two old hermaphrodites cast spells on each other for a long time, but no one said a word for Yu Jiang.
Pisk wanted to see how Yu Jiang dealt with the predicament at hand. He urged: "Make a choice quickly, don't waste everyone's time."
Yu Jiang snorted coldly and said calmly: "I have the same answer as Qingchuan Yu. If it is my problem, I will be willing to bear any punishment. But if it is not my problem, this glass plate can be left to others."
"Oh?"
"Since you said I left the dormitory after curfew last night, then show me the evidence."
Pisk frowned: "You want evidence?"
Yu Jiang raised his chin in the direction of the camera: "Aren't there surveillance cameras everywhere in the training camp? If you call up last night's surveillance cameras, you will know whether I have left the dormitory or not."