The Little Prince in the Ossuary

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# Past (5), Psychotherapy (1)

The woman had now turned the steering wheel.

She was heading to China, the Central Region of the Post-Insurance Corporation, for there was someone she wanted to meet.

It was the only place she could meet this person.

The road to the facility was eerie. It felt like one was entering a different world. The barbed wire surrounding the wide space was built in triple layers, with warnings of high-voltage currents attached. Beyond that, a concrete barrier had been built, and a watchtower stood at a distance of thirty meters.

There were no people in the tower. Instead, there were unmanned turrets controlled by Post-Insurance control AIs.

Soldiers at the checkpoint waved red lightsticks when they saw the vehicle. The woman pulled up in front of the barrier.

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