In the warden's office on the top floor of the office building, the sound of two men talking could be heard.

"You really didn't feel anything? Think again--"

"Warden, I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do."

"But how could an ordinary person take it away...! It must be a gifted person... Absolutely!!"

"Mr. Warden, I am only a B-level. There are A-level and S-level above me... Even if he is, it only means that the other party is not someone we can fight against."

"Besides...God is watching what we do."

Footsteps were heard, and the door creaked open. A B-level talent holder in the prison walked out of the warden's office, nodded to Wilson who was waiting outside the door, and left without looking back.

The air in the room was eerily quiet.

Wilson stood outside the door, silently listening to the warden's low roar of suppressed anger and fear coming from inside the room. He closed his eyes tiredly and suddenly felt like smoking.

The warden was already over 50 years old. In his impression, he had always been a dignified and trustworthy person, always considering the prison. However, as his health deteriorated, he gradually handed the prison over to him, and he rarely asked about trivial matters in the prison.

This prison is not without its filth and discord, but Wilson always believed that the people he knew at least had some sense of justice. He really didn't expect that...the warden had hidden so much from him in private.

The prison is under martial law today. Others may not understand what is going on, but since he saw the door made of special material, he vaguely understood something.

——Thyome ore is not common inland, and fishermen living in the northern fringe often put a small piece on their boats to drive away terrible creatures in the deep sea.

And that kind of creature will not come to land easily unless it is man-made.

- Artificially mass-produce "controllable" combinations, and after failure, put them away like this, as if as long as the wound is covered, they can pretend that nothing happened.

Wilson pressed his temples, his mood was chaotic, and he deliberately stopped himself from thinking. For a moment, he simply couldn't accept the terrible truth brought about by this speculation.

He always thought that the stories about some crazy scholars and organizations were just legends.

But he didn't expect that one of those people was right next to him.

There are many large machines running on the top two floors of the office building, and many confidential documents are archived. The warden's office area is also relatively closed, and even Wilson rarely comes up. But there is such a prison cell hidden right under his nose.

"Captain, there is a gang fight in the serious criminal area! The situation is out of control, requesting more personnel!"

Suddenly, an anxious voice came from the intercom. He had just given an order not to contact him easily unless it was an emergency.

The two words "serious criminal" and "gang fighting" immediately triggered Wilson's danger radar. His brows jumped uncontrollably and he immediately raised his legs and walked towards the place where the serious criminals were detained.

In order to prevent unexpected situations, the serious criminals in the Gray Moon District Prison are detained separately, two people in a cell. Normally, the guards keep a close eye on them with weapons, so they can live in peace for a while. Why did they suddenly start making trouble?

Wilson went downstairs quickly.

——The warden dismissed all the guards on the three floors above the office building. He could only go downstairs to temporarily gather some people and hurriedly led them to the area where serious criminals were detained.

From a distance, he saw the serious criminals in dark prison uniforms screaming and shouting, and in the center of the crowd, serious criminals would occasionally fly into the sky and then fall heavily down.

The guards fired their guns, but they still looked excited. Some of them even tried to snatch the guards' guns, and some took out hidden knives.

"What are you doing!!" Wilson shouted angrily, pulled out his gun and without hesitation pointed it at the most uncontrollable prisoners and pulled the trigger.

His shooting skills were very accurate, and a few gunshots brought silence to most people.

As expected, only after seeing blood did these people learn to keep silent.

The guards who were on high alert nearby quickly pinned down the criminals before they could react, and consciously made way for them, allowing Wilson to see the scene at the center of the chaos.

"Xia Zuo?" Wilson thought for a moment that he had seen it wrongly: "How did he, a lightly sentenced prisoner, appear here?"

The boy with short brown hair looked like a hunting cheetah in the sunlight, agile and decisive, holding back nothing. Any prisoner who dared to step forward to provoke him has not gotten up from the ground yet.

Just then, the boy raised his head and looked over, and their eyes met.

Wilson saw the other party scratching his head, his golden eyes curved, revealing a big smile, and laughed heartily:

"It's really not easy for you to bring people out, Captain Wilson!"

……What?

Wilson's pupils shrank.

What does Xia Zuo mean by this?

Suddenly, he realized that the young man with long black hair was not next to Xia Zuo.

Wilson turned around almost immediately and looked at the not-so-tall building that housed the staff area. A premonition that was definitely not good suddenly emerged in his heart.

The smile and voice of the brown-haired boy in my mind gradually faded, and what emerged was another thin boy who always had his long black hair loosely tied behind his head, his eyes lowered, his gaze calm and seemingly nonchalant.

Suddenly, he seemed to see the other person slightly raise the corner of his lips, forming a not-so-obvious but creepy arc.

——The next second, the top two floors of the entire office building exploded right in front of his eyes.

A huge explosion resounded throughout the prison. The orange-red light and the heat wave that could be felt from such a distance rushed towards us. The red clouds reflected in people's eyes made it seem unbelievable like a dream.

The walkie-talkie Wilson had just taken out fell to the ground, and he almost froze in place, unable to respond to the scene in front of him.

He just came out from the top floor of the building, and now the facts told him that if he had acted a little later, he would have been blown into a ball of fireworks——? ?

"The warden... the warden is still in the building."

Wilson muttered with his eyes blank.

But now everyone knows very well that the warden is just an ordinary person with no talent, who got to this position by relying on seniority. Under such circumstances, there is no way he can survive.

Wilson clenched his fists, forced himself to retract his thoughts, suppressed the fear that could not be ignored when the image of the black-haired boy involuntarily appeared in his mind, walked quickly to Xia Zuo, and said hatefully: "What did you do?!"

The brown-haired boy was obviously still amazed by the explosion, his sparkling golden eyes were full of "wow", he turned his head when he heard it, seemed a little surprised why he asked that, but still replied obediently: "Provoking serious criminals, gathering a crowd to fight, attracting firepower, luring you over."

This word is used...

Wilson's eyes went dark, and even the anger that was rushing to his head was suppressed.

His brain was in a mess. What happened in the past few days constantly challenged his rationality, making it impossible for him to calmly process and think about everything that happened. He could only ask out of habit: "Who asked you to do this? Xizel?"

"Why do you think so, Captain Wilson..." Xia Zuo opened his eyes wide, and under the man's gaze, his gaze involuntarily wandered for a moment.

Then he thought of Ursula's rat.

And her cold words this morning: "Don't eat?"

"It doesn't matter. If you mess up next time, I'll just stuff it in your mouth."

Xia Zuo: “…………”

Thanks, wasn't really interested in supplementing protein in this way.

So he was forced to speak up almost instantly, closing his eyes and saying confidently: "Xize is an orphan like me, how could he have the ability to create an explosion? But I am different. I am a prisoner with great ambitions. My greatest wish in this life is to blow up a prison once--"

"Yeah, very energetic."

A calm young boy's voice sounded lightly.

Xia Zuo suddenly opened his eyes and said happily: "Xize!"

His part is finally over!

No more eating mice, yay!!

Wilson was not as happy as Xia Zuo.

He felt his blood freeze in an instant. He slowly turned around and looked at the black-haired boy who had hardly alarmed anyone when he came.

For some reason, the man's hair had fallen down and was draped softly on his shoulders. He walked forward slowly while tying up his hair calmly, as if neither the explosion nor death could cause the slightest fluctuation in his emotions.

He is always calm, indifferent, superior, and perhaps even a little arrogant as if looking down on everyone. He has never changed, and is so chilling.

The guards around finally reacted as if waking up from a dream and wanted to stop the other party, but were stopped by Wilson.

"You did it?"

Wilson stared at Cesar and wanted to ask this.

But he could already foresee how flawless the black-haired boy's expression would be and how flawless his words would be.

——What’s the point of asking this question?

"You look haggard, Captain Wilson." The black-haired boy curved his eyes, revealing a superficial but sincere worry in his words: "Is Xia Zuo causing trouble again?"

The young man said gently and calmly: "However, you still have a lot of things to do. It is not a wise choice to be blinded by anger."

"So... you'd better calm down."

“…”

Wilson looked at him deeply, sensing a threat that was not even concealed.

——He was warning himself to think carefully and not to act rashly against him and Xia Zuo because of the warden’s death.

Wilson was very sure that Cesar was involved in what had happened in the past few days. This man definitely had the ability to make things chaotic like this.

So what was his purpose? What was his appeal? Did he go to this prison specifically to find an opportunity to kill the warden?

Wilson closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had forced himself to calm down.

"Prisoner Xizel, number 1059. Prisoner Xia Zuo, number 1058," the man almost gritted his teeth as he read out the words, "Follow me to the interrogation room... I want to interrogate him alone."

"Everyone else, investigate the cause of the explosion as quickly as possible and calm the prisoners! Tell those who are worried to behave themselves. Tell all the guards to fire freely from now on!"