Chapter 24

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

"Did you really not 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'm only a B-rank. Above that are A-rank and S-rank... Even if he is, it only means that the other party is not someone we can defeat."

"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 faint growl of suppressed anger and fear coming from inside the room. He closed his eyes tiredly and suddenly felt like smoking.

The warden was already in his fifties. In his impression, he had always been a dignified and trustworthy person who always considered 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 wasn't without its share of nastiness and discord, but Wilson always believed that the people he knew at least had some sense of justice. He hadn't expected...the warden had hidden so much from him.

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.

——Sijoheim ore is not common in the inland. 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 would not easily come to land unless it was brought in by humans.

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

Wilson pressed his temples, his mind in turmoil, and tried not to think. For a moment, he simply couldn't accept the horrific reality of this speculation.

He always thought that the stories about certain 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. As a result, there is such a prison hidden right under his nose.

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

Suddenly, an anxious voice came from the intercom. He had just given an order not to contact him 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 from the center of the crowd, serious criminals would fly into the sky from time to time and then fall down heavily.

The guards were firing 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 pulled the trigger at several of the most uncontrollable prisoners.

His shooting was very accurate, and a few gunshots brought silence to the majority of people.

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

The guards who were on high alert nearby quickly subdued 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 misjudged him. "How did a lightly convicted criminal like him end up 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.

At this moment, 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 said with a hearty laugh:

"It's really not easy for you to bring your men 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 in the staff area. A premonition that was definitely not good erupted 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 a little nonchalant.

Suddenly, he seemed to see the other person slightly raise the corner of his lips, revealing a subtle but creepy arc.

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

A huge explosion resounded throughout the prison, and the orange-red light and heat waves that could be felt from such a distance hit people in the face. The red clouds reflected in people's eyes were like a dream, making people feel unbelievable.

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 had just come out of the top floor of that 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. He got to this position by relying on his seniority. Under such circumstances, there is no way he can survive.

Wilson clenched his fists, forcibly retracting his thoughts, suppressing the fear that was hard to ignore when the image of the black-haired boy involuntarily emerged in his mind. He quickly walked up to Xia Zuo and said hatefully: "What have you done?!"

The brown-haired boy was clearly still marveling at the explosion, his sparkling golden eyes filled with "wow." He turned his head, seemingly puzzled as to why he'd asked, but replied obediently, "Provoking a serious criminal, gathering a crowd to fight, drawing fire, and 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 mind was in a mess. What had happened in the past few days constantly challenged his rationality, making it impossible for him to calmly process and think about everything that had happened. He could only ask out of habit: "Who asked you to do this? Cesar?"

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

Then he remembered Ursula's rat.

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

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

Xia Zuo: "…………"

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

So he was almost forced to speak up in an instant, 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 man'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 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 surrounding guards finally reacted as if waking up from a dream and wanted to go up 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's eyes curved, but his words revealed a superficial but sincere worry: "Is Xia Zuo causing trouble again?"

The young man said gently and calmly, "However, you still have a lot of things to do. It's not a wise choice to let anger get the better of you."

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

“…”

Wilson looked at him deeply, sensing a barely concealed threat.

——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 person definitely had the ability to make things chaotic like this.

So what was his purpose? What was his appeal? Did he enter 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 said, almost gritting his teeth. "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 too worried to behave themselves. Tell all guards that from now on, they can fire freely!"