Confinement Room No. 17 ABO

! Don't fight reality! Fantasy world! ABO shelter for minors, instructor Qi Shaowen, student Zhou Li Cold-blooded Baton Alpha×Stubborn Silent Undifferentiated Omega The boy in the room was sitting in the corner, looking up at the window above. The boy in the room was sitting in the corner, looking up at the window above. "On the 17th, come out to meet our guests." The instructor knocked on the railing with his baton and shouted into the room. His expression could not be seen clearly under the black brim of his hat. The boy said nothing, and the instructor knocked on the railing a few times impatiently. The boy then stood up holding on to the wall and stumbled toward the door. There was a smell of rust in the room. "No. 17, Why are you fighting again? Put him in solitary confinement." The instructor dispersed the people who beat him, grabbed No. 17 By the collar and dragged him to the solitary confinement room. No. 17 Was dragged away before he had time to get up. He stumbled several times on the stones on the ground. "No. 17, Read it quickly. Do you have chicken feathers in your mouth? Louder." The instructor shouted loudly on the podium, and the sound of reading in the classroom became louder and louder. No. 17 Still kept his mouth shut. "No. 17, Hand over what you have in your hands." The instructor led the police dog, and the light of the flashlight blinded him. The three of them cowered in the corner, blocking the dog hole behind them with their bodies. When Zhou Li recalled the days when he was taken into custody, he could hear Qi Shaowen calling him: Number seventeen! Purpose: redemption