Philip sighed inwardly, “Trouble follows me everywhere…”
“You’re now under suspicion for being a spy sent by the Green Ox Empire. Come with us.”
Before Philip could explain, a hood was placed over his head and he was taken back to the cave.
Philip was quickly brought into an interrogation room surrounded by mirrors. Two men walked in very soon.
One of them asked, “Where are you from?”
“The capital.”
“Which capital?”
“The capital city of White Marsh.”
“What’s your purpose here?”
“Interstate travel.”
“Why didn’t you take the predefined route?”
Philip was startled.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWas there a predefined route for traveling?
He replied, “I didn’t know.”
After that, the man asked more than a dozen meaningless questions in succession.
Philip was already a little annoyed by the questions, but if he were to break free from the restraints now, it would
be extreme contempt for their efforts.
The man finally finished asking. Philip wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but a woman with short hair walked in.
“Aren’t you done yet?” Philip asked helplessly.
The woman ignored Philip but turned on the monitor behind her and said, “Through data comparison, you should
be Philip Clarke, who appeared in the capital a few days ago.”
The woman continued, “But you’re from the ancient dragon royal family. Although you have a feud with the former
leader, we still have reason to suspect that you’re a spy sent by the ancient dragon royal family.”
“What about the dead Hardy Shell?” Philip asked.
“No one has seen his body,” the woman replied coldly.
Philip was speechless for a moment, at a loss whether this was reasonable or not.
“Although our battle group is directly led by the royal family, we still have the right to make our own decisions. Now,
put Philip Clarke into the holding room and wait for his judgment.”
“Why is there a judgment already? Aren’t you guys too hasty?” Philip said without much resistance.
He could get out of here easily if he wanted to.
This place was like a labyrinth with various rooms arranged neatly but intricately. Philip was taken deep
underground. It was said to be a holding room, but this place looked more like a prison.
He was pushed into a small room that was only 50 square feet with a small bed and a toilet next to the bed.
A voice came from the next room, “Buddy, how did you get in here?”
“Travel crime. What about you?”
“I went up the mountains to pick herbs and got caught,” the man said helplessly.
Avoice from another room next door said, “I’m charged with espionage.”
“Oh?” Philip got up and asked, “So, you were framed too?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“No, I’m a spy,” the man replied somewhat numbly.
“Leave him alone. He’s not right in the head,” the first voice said.
“How long do we have to stay here?” Philip asked.
“As long as it takes. I can be considered your neighbor now. My name is Joey, and I’ve been here for three years,”
the man replied.
Philip was taken aback. This holding room doubled as a prison.
It was almost lunchtime.
A robot in overalls distributed lunch to each room-a small tortilla, a serving of stir-fried vegetables with mincemeat,
though there was not much meat, and an overripe banana.
Philip spat it out after two mouthfuls. Only the tortilla could be eaten, while the rest were even worse than the food
on the lowest floor of the underground city.
He lay quietly on the somewhat cold bed, planning to get a good night’s sleep before leaving. He planned to let
these people out and create chaos.
Ignoring the chattering Joey next door, Philip fell asleep quietly. However, before long, Philip was awakened by
several loud noises, mostly likely explosions.