Name: Chu Yufei
Age: 16 years old
Sex: Male
Attribute: Alpha
Birthplace: Pelpa Star, Sooke City
Gene grade: S
Student record:…
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"The two times he entered the juvenile prison before, it was because of fighting? Or, the crime of intentional injury?"
On the way to the juvenile correctional center, Xu Xinghe flicked through his younger brother's electronic file, frowning slightly. When I saw the "criminal record" column, my temples couldn't help but jump up.
"It's the same this time." Marshal Ling was reclining on the seat with his eyes closed, and added calmly after hearing the words.
Xu Xinghe suddenly became one head and two big.
He grew up in the Capital Star Welfare Institute when he was young. Although he has excellent grades in all subjects, he was once reduced to a "problem student" in the eyes of everyone.
There are many reasons, for example, he once crooked the nose bridge of an Alpha who claimed to mark himself. Facing the action of the other villain's first complaint, coupled with the crying and swollen nose, he tried to explain, but no one listened.
But at this moment, Xu Xinghe looked at the "lots of evil deeds" in the boy's file, and felt that his little problem at the beginning was nothing compared to this younger brother.
At least, he didn't directly send people to the hospital.
"What about the record this time?" Xu Xinghe asked.
"It hasn't been updated yet, and it may not be stored at all." Ling Changfeng replied, "Pelpa Star's administrative system is very inefficient, and—"
He slowly opened his eyes, and his different pupils scanned the electronic file in Xu Xinghe's hand: "The violent crime rate in Suk City is quite high, and fights and fights are not uncommon, and the police turn a blind eye to it most of the time. Yes. Your brother is underage, and he went in three times because of this kind of thing—"
Xu Xinghe answered, "Does that mean he is very popular with the police?"
Ling Changfeng glanced at him: "It means he offended someone."
When Xu Xinghe heard this, he turned his head: "Then..."
"Let's go and have a look somewhere." Ling Changfeng said calmly.
"Oh." Hearing this, Xu Xinghe put down the portable optical computer in his hand, rested on the seat for a while, then turned his head to look at Ling Changfeng sitting beside him.
Different from being unscrupulous in the isolation room, Marshal Ling became a man again when he went out, as if the susceptibility period was over.
— If he hadn't sensed that the pheromones in his body were still manic, Xu Xinghe would have been fooled by his calm appearance.
Xu Xinghe didn't know whether it was better to stay away from him obediently and not provoke him at such a time, or to approach him and give him some comfort.
He felt the undercurrent surging under the calm sea, but he still lacked the experience to deal with it.
Xu Xinghe leaned forward slightly, and asked, "How do you feel now?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Marshal Ling said without looking sideways.
Xu Xinghe: "..."
He looked at Ling Changfeng speechlessly, as if he was looking at an active volcano that might erupt at any moment.
The violent and chaotic pheromones in the air told him that Ling Changfeng's current state was definitely not "very good".
But in the end, he decided not to expose him.
Team leader Xu lowered his head and turned his gaze back to his younger brother's electronic file.
"A little S-level Alpha..." He sighed lightly, looked at the photo of the teenager on the screen, and said with half helplessness and half teasing, "He's pretty handsome."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a numbness in the back of his neck, and a trace of cold breath passed over the skin, which made him shiver.
Xu Xinghe was slightly taken aback, turned his head and looked at Ling Changfeng inexplicably: "What's wrong?"
It was quiet in the car for a while.
Under the puzzled eyes of his spouse, Marshal Ling maintained a posture of sitting upright, always facing forward: "It's nothing."
Xu Xinghe was worried, he leaned slightly, and asked Ling Changfeng in a low voice: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Before he could say the words of denial, Marshal Ling suddenly froze—
Xu Xinghe held his hand.
The warm and soft touch came from the palm, crisp and numb.
"Will this make you feel better?" Xu Xinghe asked softly, frowning slightly.
Ling Changfeng: "..."
His fingertips trembled slightly, and he made no further movements.
After being speechless for a while, he nodded calmly. Then he changed his words at the moment of speaking: "It's still a bit uncomfortable."
The voice was low and weak, very different from usual.
Xu Xinghe looked at him a bit embarrassed, "Then..."
While he was speaking, he moved a little closer to Ling Changfeng.
"How about this?" Xu Xinghe asked.
Ling Changfeng looked sideways slightly.
His little mate is now within a fistful of him.
The refreshing pheromones like the fragrance of flowers linger on.
Marshal Ling adjusted his breathing, and silently looked away.
Then, as if nothing had happened, he also moved towards Xu Xinghe.
Finally filled the punch distance.
The chaotic and frenzied aura in his body was like a tsunami hitting his face at first, stirring up a turbulent wave.
Then it fell back quickly, and finally turned into a clear spring, flowing through the limbs and bones.
The pheromone of joy and satisfaction in the air was too obvious, and the young man who was overflowing with sympathy just now suddenly realized that he seemed to have been fooled.
He was a little annoyed and wanted to withdraw his right hand, but Ling Changfeng grabbed the fingertips he was about to withdraw with a light grip.
Xu Xinghe said expressionlessly: "Let go."
Ling Changfeng looked at him for a moment, but he really let go.
He lowered his eyes slightly, and silently returned to his position just like a down and out wolf king driven out by a pack of wolves.
Xu Xinghe: "..."
He didn't want to admit it, but he relented.
Xu Xinghe turned his head stiffly, looking out of the window as if fleeing.
Suk City is hidden in the night full of neon lights, like a chaotic land decorated with scrap metal, dilapidated and gorgeous.
The pure black car was speeding over the city, and the interior of the car was surprisingly quiet.
The two of them were silent for a while, suddenly, Xu Xinghe moved.
He moved slightly, slowly to the right a little bit.
Another little bit.
In the silence, the young man still kept looking out of the window stiffly, but quietly put his right hand back into the man's palm.
"If this makes you more comfortable..."
Xu Xinghe whispered without turning his head.
"Um."
After a while, Ling Changfeng made a very faint nasal sound.
Then he tightened his palms contentedly.
He seems to know how to get along right with his little spouse.
Xu Xinghe's group and Captain Lewis almost stepped into the juvenile correctional center.
This place is located in a remote area in the south of the city. The buildings are old and the facilities are very simple. Under the cover of night lights, there is a bit of eerie and strange atmosphere, and it looks like an abandoned prison.
The pure black car landed slowly at the entrance of the juvenile prison, and the accompanying local military officer personally opened the door for them.
The incident happened suddenly, and it was not something worth mentioning on the table, so Ling Changfeng only brought two guards and a local military officer with him.
The guards of the juvenile detention center did not know that the Alliance Marshal, who was famous in the five galaxies, visited this small prison in person on such an ordinary night.
But even if they don't know the specific identity of the visitor, they can still know from the respectful expression of their parents that the visitor is a very important person.
And some Alphas with well-developed glandular senses even sensed Ling Changfeng's presence the moment he got off the car—the overflowing pheromone was too domineering, and the accompanying strong sense of oppression and deterrence , enough to make the same kind feel threatened and feared.
When Xu Xinghe and Ling Changfeng walked to the interrogation room together, the person in charge of the juvenile prison was lowering his head and answering Captain Lewis's question tremblingly.
Through the one-way glass, Xu Xinghe heard Lewis' voice coming from the loudspeaker: "Why was he locked in this time?"
There was an uncomfortable glib tone in the voice of the person in charge, he just apologized and said, "Perhaps there was a little misunderstanding. The subordinates didn't know that he belonged to you, so let him out."
Captain Lewis frowned: "Answer my question directly, Director."
"He, he picked quarrels and caused trouble, and was suspected of intentionally hurting people..." the director replied while wiping his sweat.
"The court didn't make a judgment, and there wasn't even a document to approve the arrest. Why did they just come here?" Captain Lewis asked.
That's why he jumped in the air at first, the boy had been locked up here for more than six hours, and there was no record of all this in the system, until he went to pick him up from the boarding school in person.
It is almost impossible for this kind of serious violation of the case-handling procedures to happen on the capital star, but on the chaotic planet of planet Pelpa, everyone seems to be used to it.
"This, this... because he is no longer a first-time offender, so he will be dealt with more severely..." The director was still trying to explain, but his voice became weaker and weaker.
He knew that his argument was untenable, but... didn't they all do this before
damn it! Who knew that fatherless brat had such a big backer? !
When he was brought in the first two times, why didn't anyone come to scoop him up?
The person in charge of the Juvenile Management Office obviously dodged his eyes, and Captain Lewis also noticed this.
Past experience told him that such dodging was not entirely out of fear of himself, but more out of avoidance of the problem itself.
There must be something tricky about it.
Just as Lewis was about to ask something more, the metal door of the closed room suddenly opened.
A burst of almost sharp pheromone overflowed in an instant. Major Lewis was slightly startled, and immediately went up to meet him.
"Sir." He simply saluted without addressing the marshal directly.
Ling Changfeng nodded, didn't say anything, just lifted his chin slightly in Xu Xinghe's direction.
He has always had confidence in his self-control, but at this moment, he has to allocate a considerable part of his energy to suppress the rioting emotions in his body.
Only in this way can he bear the fact that his little spouse is exposed under many double eyelids and surrounded by several Alphas.
Major Lewis understood, and turned to ask Xu Xinghe: "Look, what should we do?"
Xu Xinghe said: "Take me to see him."
The director froze. Naturally, he couldn't bring Xu Xinghe directly to that kind of place, so under the gaze of everyone, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply: "This subordinate will bring him here."
After all, he trotted to pick up people.
Xu Xinghe was leaning against the window, absently fiddling with the potted leaves on the window sill.
He went through the prepared speech in his stomach, then sighed softly, waiting for his younger brother to appear.
Maybe it's not that bad.
Xu Xinghe comforted himself in his heart.
Maybe he is a flexible and sensible kid like Lily, only a little skinny.
Just as he was thinking this way, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of footsteps.
The iron gate was opened again, and two guards "escorted" a tall and thin boy in.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the boy.
Except for Marshal Ling who was silent from beginning to end. His eyes were always glued to his little spouse, and he probably only glanced at the moment the boy entered the door.
The reason why it is called "escort" is that the teenager is neither handcuffed nor wearing a prison uniform.
He wore his own dirty short-sleeved T-shirt and ripped jeans, stepped on colorful graffiti basketball shoes, hung a conspicuous silver skull necklace around his neck, and tied a punk style leather belt with rivets around his waist. Walked in so swaggeringly.
It can be seen that the boy originally had short black hair, but the ends of the hair were dyed that inferior silver color by him.
As in the photo, he has a young and handsome face, and his facial features are not offensive.
But at this moment, those pure black eyes were filled with undisguised resentment, hostility and provocation, like a little wolf cub that might rush up to bite someone at any time.
As an older brother, Xu Xinghe's head grew dizzy again.
He first glanced at the youth's outfit, thinking that this might just be a popular outfit for teenagers in Suk City, and it might not necessarily be associated with words like "rebellious period" or "street gangster", and he couldn't hold prejudices in this regard.
Then he turned to the boy's eyes, thinking that he might just be frightened, like a small animal that will inevitably show hostility and aggression when frightened...Is that so
When Xu Xinghe looked at the young man, the young man also noticed him.
He didn't know how he was inexplicably allowed to go back this time.
Could it be that those black-hearted guys finally found out their consciences? How can it be!
After kicking the metal fence of the cell and yelling at the guards for three minutes, what awaited me was not the baton, but the smiling faces of their leaders?
Until he changed back to his clothes, he still couldn't believe what happened before him.
Oh, the other party also said that someone was coming to pick him up.
This is even more impossible!
The father is gone, and the mother is on the hospital bed again. It can't be that little Lili came holding her doll, right