C160

Yu Jiang was gnawing at the nest in his hand, looking at the clock on the wall. The pointer moved slowly, his fist clenched tightly as he waited for fate to decide.

The detention center is boring.

All day long, he stayed in a room less than twenty square meters, and his every movement was monitored by someone else.

"Clang clang clang!"

The clock pointed to twelve o'clock at night