Chapter 238 Arrested
"As expected, Bertoltiga is hiding something from me."

The voice of Bertoltiga lingered in my ears.

But that voice was deliberately artificial, and compared with Bertolucci in front of Camus, they were two completely different people.

Bertolucci stood under the huge display screen, looking at Camus who was looking at him with a more serious expression than ever before.

She was wondering whether she should tell the boy the truth.

"Camus, how long will it take for you to turn eighteen?"

"Eh?"

Camus obviously didn't expect that his question would be met with another question.

However, when Camus saw Bertolucci's smiling face, he realized that Bertolucci, like Covatro whom he saw that day, classified some things as "adults' responsibilities."

"My birthday is in November, so it's almost here... but age is never a criterion!"

"That's the general perception of society. Once you turn 18, you have to start facing the responsibilities that society imposes on you."

Bertolucci said this, and Camus followed behind her.

The two did not continue arguing about the location of the shared car, but turned and walked towards a small alley nearby.

"Unconsciously, Camus has grown into what he is now. Although he is still restless and reckless, he can already let people know that you are a person who will think carefully before making a decision."

Thinking back to the boy he saw when he first arrived at this colony, Camus, who always showed his emotions on his face and always had the dignity of a young man, now showed a more stable look.

Camus was consciously changing himself. When he was with his teacher, he put away his youthful ambition. When he was with his friends, he would not get angry when they deliberately called him "Camille".

How can these not be considered a sign of maturity?

In this alley, Betotija leaned against the wall without caring about the dirt in the corner.

“It’s really dazzling, this light.”

Betotiga looked up and looked at the huge screen.

This screen was specifically requested to be installed by the Titans when they were building the commercial area.

"Camus, you know, at this time, some remote colonies have already fallen into darkness, and ordinary colonies have also had to implement power cuts. They probably haven't seen a bustling commercial district like this, or a huge screen like this, for nearly three years."

“These things…”

Camus, who had been living in this colony satellite controlled by the Titans for a long time, naturally knew about it.

However, although the federal power rationing policy was mentioned on TV, his life has never been affected.

"But on Earth, the cities where the rich and powerful live are always brightly lit. It's as if the world they live in is two different worlds from the ordinary inhabitants of the universe."

Betotiga's slightly raised face appeared so peaceful in the light that shone through the gaps between the houses.

What he said was clearly considered treasonous in this colony satellite.

Yes, it is treasonous.

At this moment, how could Camus, who is so smart and sensitive, not guess Bertoldiga's identity?
"Beto Tiga is Ogu's man?"

Camus couldn't help but say it. His brows knitted up involuntarily - don't get me wrong, Camus didn't hate Aug, but was thinking about something else.

"Could it be that Bertotiga's concern for me in the past was all because of the work of AUG, or because my parents were both AUG technicians?"

At Camus' age, it is the time to pursue what is right.

In Betotiga's mind, the words that Char had specifically left behind when he gave him this task echoed.

It doesn’t matter to Camus what Bertoltiga’s identity is, but it is important to Camus whether the care Bertoltiga gives him is real.

As if to oppose Bertuccio, Camus lowered his head, blocking out the light, allowing his blue hair to cast a large shadow on his face.

"Of course. Information about your parents is extremely valuable to us."

Bertolucci looked directly at Camus' face and admitted it without hesitation.

"But you should be able to sense it, right? My concern for you is not false because of the mission. I think Kovatro feels the same way."

Hearing a familiar name suddenly, Camus looked up in surprise.

What he saw was a smile on Betotiga's lips.

"Are you still willing to join the Augu now, Mr. Camus, who is about to become an adult?"

My heart was beating fast.

At that time, Camus suddenly learned that his father had cheated on his mother and that his mother indulged him. He even wanted his mother to leave that bad father, but was slapped by his mother.

The impact on teenagers is immeasurable, making Camus rebellious, not to mention that he has always disliked the policies of the Titans.

That's why he wanted to leave with Covatro at that time.

After such a long time, the emotions should have calmed down, and Camus should have no reason to leave, right?

The answer is naturally no.

That emotion still smolders in Camus' heart to this day. He wants to deny the abnormal relationship between his parents and the Titans' senseless violence.

Camus wanted to deny those mistakes by relying on the "correctness" he had learned!
"Betotiga, I think..."

"Snapped!"

This slightly dark alley was suddenly illuminated by strong lights!
The field of vision was covered with white light, as if the camera was overexposed. Even so, Camus tried his best to raise his head and look towards the source of the light.

It was a helicopter, hovering above the two men's heads. At the same time, several soldiers emerged from both ends of the alley with guns pointed, blocking the exit.

A soldier who was rappelling from the helicopter landed directly next to the somewhat panicked Bertotiga, and actually hit her on the back of the head with a stick, knocking her unconscious.

This scene of unreasonable and excessive violence made Camus' emotions boil up. He wanted to just rush up, attack those soldiers, and then take Bertoliga away!

But Camus himself was also controlled, and then hit on the head by the soldiers. He could only faint with great uneasiness.

At the end of his field of vision, he saw the armband of the soldier who was holding him.

Just like the armband on the side of the spread-winged eagle, it reveals the identity of these people - Titans!

(End of this chapter)

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