Chapter 25

The scene of the explosion on the top floor of the office building was seen clearly by almost all the prisoners.

Suddenly, the entire prison was in chaos. The guards were under increasing pressure, and gunshots could be heard from time to time. But Wilson could no longer care about these things. He just wanted to know the black-haired boy's purpose.

Wilson could tell that Cesar had no intention of killing him. After all, he had no grudge against him. He hadn't gone out of his way to rescue him from the exploding office building, not to give him a more horrific death.

After placing Xia Zuo in an empty room, Wilson closed his eyes, slowly exhaled, and prepared himself mentally before opening the door in front of him.

In the small interrogation room, behind the table separating the prisoner and the interrogator, sat a dark-haired young man quietly. He rested his chin on one hand, his head tilted slightly as he closed his eyes, a few long strands of hair tumbling down his forehead.

The light in this room should have been cool and dim, but when it shone on his pale body, it made him look as white as jade.

Even someone like Wilson, who doesn't care about appearance, couldn't help but sigh when he saw him, wondering how God could have given the devil such an overly exquisite face.

“…Cesare.”

Hearing his own name, César opened his eyes, and his irises turned quietly in his direction, looking at him without any emotion, as if observing him.

Whenever Wilson saw this scene, he always felt inexplicably creepy, as if the person sitting in front of him was not human at all.

"What exactly do you want to do?" the man asked directly with some self-deprecation.

Xizel looked at him for a few seconds, smiled softly, and said gently and calmly: "Don't be nervous."

"With my attack power, I can't harm you, so you don't have to worry." The black-haired boy spoke at a steady pace. "Besides, what we want has never conflicted. From the beginning until now, Captain Wilson, do you think I have done anything wrong?"

Wilson was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but recall the series of incidents he had instigated.

He knew both Locke and the four prisoners who had died in the power distribution room. They were definitely provoking and attempting to harm César or Xia Zuo. These people would generally never be able to leave prison again, and sooner or later, they would likely die in the open fire of the prison guards.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that Xizel chose to take action just to protect his own legitimate behavior.

After all, prisons are a place where the strong prey on the weak. Even if there are rules and guards, if you are not cruel and ruthless, you will only be bullied.

Wilson's reason told him that this logic was totally wrong, but at the same time he vaguely felt that this idea seemed very reasonable.

"I can understand the others, and I won't even pursue the matter..." Wilson's expression became increasingly complicated, and his fists clenched slightly. "But why did you plan this explosion? Where did you get the bomb?"

"—Why did you kill the warden? Was it... for some ridiculous kind of justice?"

At the end, Wilson's voice took on a particularly complex irony.

However, the black-haired boy was not annoyed at all. Because he did not care, no offensive words could cause him any emotional fluctuations.

He just sat there leisurely and casually, and retorted lightly:

"You should know that I don't have anything like that."

“…” Wilson was choked.

"As for the reason for killing the warden, it's not as complicated as you think." The black-haired boy said with a hint of laughter, "Perhaps you can take a closer look."

What are you looking at carefully?

Wilson frowned, his heart beating wildly for some reason, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he looked tentatively at the pair of blue eyes that he had been avoiding.

However, before he could see those eyes, his attention was attracted by the earrings hidden in the black hair.

He clearly remembered... he didn't see this thing on Xizel just now.

Wilson was full of doubts, but he couldn't help but stare at the cross earring until the earring seemed to sense something, shook slightly, and then suddenly turned over.

“……!!”

The man and his chair were so startled that they stepped back a few inches.

He looked in horror at the eyeballs that were moving like a living thing, then stiffly turned his gaze away and looked behind César.

The black-haired boy's expression remained normal, but he saw that behind the other person, there was a strange creature that almost occupied half of the room and stretched out from nowhere.

The tentacles entangled and squirmed behind him, like a terrifying flower blooming behind him.

This picture is far beyond Wilson's cognition and understanding.

However, the more frightened he was, the more real the scene became, the clearer the details became, and the tentacles even slowly reached towards him.

Just when his blood was about to run cold, Xizel finally spoke:

"Ursula."

With just one sentence, the tentacles were withdrawn very obediently and disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there was a little girl who was only a dozen years old, wrapped in an ominous black robe, hiding behind the black-haired boy, grabbing his clothes with her pale little hands, and raising her head to look at Wilson timidly.

There were obvious and glaring scars on her hands and feet.

Wilson was slightly startled, and his heart suddenly ached for a moment.

He thought of his own daughter, who was also about the same age, but she was sunny, cheerful, confident and generous.

The little girl appeared for only a moment and then disappeared.

And the room finally regained its proper light.

"She is..." Wilson said with some difficulty.

"The locked-up experimental subject."

Xizel blinked, looked at the frightened and somewhat disappointed Wilson, raised the corner of his lips slightly, and said gently and considerately: "Do you need me to explain it again?"

The man was silent for a moment, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "...No need."

The warden who participated in the inhumane experiment, the monster who showed obvious trust and dependence on César, and César who deliberately entered the prison to take away the experimental subjects and kill the warden...

The answer is obvious.

"And...this explosion, is it your talent?"

"Of course not." Cesar's voice was calm. "Just made an improvised explosive device with some bottles, cans, alcohol lighters and other things, and then threw it into a room full of wires and old machines that were out of repair."

"It's not difficult to make, but you need someone to watch when it explodes."

The raw materials for making simple bombs can be gathered from a few prisoners. If that doesn't work, there are also the laxly guarded infirmary and cafeteria.

Wilson's expression changed several times. He knew that he had asked enough questions. If he asked any more, he was afraid that this dangerous guy would go crazy again, so he stopped dwelling on this issue.

However, another confusion that made his back shiver emerged——

Cesar said, "Someone needs to watch when it explodes."

...But if that were the case, he should have been dead.

Although the office building is not far from the area where serious criminals are active, it still takes time to come down from the top floor. How did Xizel manage to get to him and Xia Zuo so quickly after the explosion?

Wilson's pupils shrank, and his gaze met César's misty blue eyes that seemed to be smiling. He didn't dare to think too much, and suppressed the tingling feeling on his scalp, and said in a deep voice: "...You spared my life, what do you want me to do?"

He was not so naive as to think that César was kind-hearted when he took him out while destroying the body.

The other party himself admitted that he had no sense of justice and was not a philanthropist. Now he said so much to him. If Wilson was useless, he might just have to wait for death.

"Do what's beneficial to you." Cesar tapped the table lightly with his index finger and said with a smile, "You've been in charge of the prison for a long time, right? Once the warden dies, you can completely and openly assume all authority."

"And I think it shouldn't be difficult for you to embellish what happened in prison a little to deal with inquiries from all walks of life."

"The risk factor is too high. Once discovered..."

"Then it has nothing to do with me." Xizel spread his hands innocently, clearly taking advantage of others. "You are the one who should be worried about this, not me."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll sell you out?"

"How could that be?" The black-haired boy tilted his head slightly, his eyes curved and he smiled, looking like a delicate boy next door, revealing flawless trust and confidence. "After all, Captain Wilson is different from me. You have a strong sense of justice, don't you?"

“…”

...I was completely seen through.

Thinking of the little kid who looked not even as tall as his legs, the man was silent for a long time this time.

César was not in a hurry. He restrained the unnecessary expressions on his face and sat quietly in the chair. He even had the leisure to fiddle with the prison's sloppy uniform.

However, no matter how easy or ordinary this action looks, it cannot make people look down on him in the slightest.

"If your goal is to investigate or even destroy the source of the laboratory, I will help you."

Finally, Wilson made a difficult decision: "But my support is limited to the Gray Moon District. And if you are really discovered, I will not hide it for you... I can't implicate other people here, and my family."

"Of course, that's human nature. If anything were to happen to us, we wouldn't betray you."

The black-haired boy stood up, gave his first smile of the day that finally had some sincerity, and extended his hand.

"It's been a pleasure working with you, Warden Wilson."

…

The explosion on the top floor of the office building was not actually that powerful, but the visual effect was quite shocking. However, the explosion was located in a coincidental location, covering the warden's office and the room where Ursula was hiding before.

In this way, everything that shouldn't have appeared was completely cleared away by the explosion.

All the things and pressures were packed up and thrown to Wilson, so while the prison was undergoing changes, Cesar was still leisurely reading books with Ursula.

Forget about Xia Zuo. Apart from knitting sweaters and doing handicrafts, he can't sit still at all. He can only try to pull the little one.

Ursula has been obsessed with acting since her perfect performance in front of Wilson. She is curiously flipping through a book she has finally found called "Self-cultivation of a Federal Actor".

At the same time, he started thinking about how to dress up the mouse so that Xia Zuo would eat it without knowing it.

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Ursula: Never Give Up.jpg

So Xia Zuo saw things like: rat and mung bean soup, rat and pork rice, rat tail tonic medicine...

Xia Zuo:? ? ?