Chapter 29

The Gray Moon District was not close to the Central Level One Prison. Even if a high-risk escort vehicle with a dedicated channel came to pick them up, it still took almost a whole day to travel quickly.

It was not until the late night that they were almost reaching their destination, and they had hardly any rest along the way.

As a supervisor, Xizel had much more freedom than Xia Zuo. During the two rare stops along the way, he got off the car and wandered around the area.

By the time he returned to the car, he'd have two more books in his hands, each about local customs and culture. Sometimes there were even some strange, seemingly banned books, the covers giving off a particularly unsettling, eerie feeling. The black-haired boy, holding them, looked like a rebellious child seeking novelty.

Every time the driver saw him like this, he felt a little disappointed.

—Don't you even think about where you're going? You're almost losing your life, what's the point of reading those books? And what about the local customs and practices? You might not even be able to return alive.

The black-haired boy simply ignored such heartache. The driver even suspected that the kid had never been to a big city, otherwise why would he be so interested in things that they took for granted.

"Cesare—Ursula... hasn't arrived yet? QAQ?"

The atmosphere in the front was barely harmonious, but in the back carriage, Xia Zuo's eyes were dull, and his originally hard hair had fallen down listlessly. He felt like he was about to die.

After he said this, Ursula appeared across from him almost instantly, sitting upright and mockingly saying, "Ha."

"Even patients can endure long journeys, but you can't. You are so weak."

Xia Zuo, who was labeled as weak by the only girl in the team: "..."

He opened his eyes wide and defended himself with a very aggrieved look, "But I've been here for almost a whole day. Apart from eating and going to the bathroom, I haven't moved at all! Not at all!"

Then he received a scornful look from Ursula.

The black-haired girl had a blank expression on her face, and spoke with strange pride, "Apart from coming to see you just now, I haven't moved at all, and haven't caused any trouble for Caesar."

Xia Zuo's breath got stuck in his throat, and he suddenly felt even more depressed.

...We are different species and cannot communicate, thank you.

"Cesare told me to tell you that in about twenty minutes, we will be able to enter the security area of ​​the Level 1 prison."

After her usual mockery of Xia Zuo, Ursula finally remembered her business. She imitated César's tone and raised her index finger expressionlessly for emphasis:

"The Level 1 prison covers nearly a thousand acres and is located in the suburbs of the federal center. It has comprehensive hardware facilities and, according to standard configuration, at least two A-level talent holders are stationed there. Furthermore, there's a high probability that there are hidden gifted prisoners inside."

Level one prisons and level two prisons may seem to be only one level apart, but they are vastly different in every aspect.

Although César and Xia Zuo arrived at the Federal Central Level Prison in a very short time, it does not mean that all prisons are as useless as the previous ones.

In order to prevent Xia Zuo from being careless and underestimating the enemy, or stubbornly carrying out his principle of rushing into battle regardless of the circumstances, Xi Zeer calculated the time before reaching the destination and asked Ursula to go and have a face-to-face conversation with Xia Zuo.

"Regardless of whether or not you have a talent for detection, as long as you don't actively expose your talent, you shouldn't encounter any major trouble in the short term."

Of course, some harmless little "disputes" are inevitable.

Ursula: "But César also said that if someone provokes you, you must strike back quickly, fiercely and accurately."

The black-haired boy in the front seat tilted his head to look out the window at the heavily guarded and brightly lit prison in the distance. His blue eyes, disguised as clean and soft, appeared unusually calm and indifferent under the shadow of his hair, as if by an illusion.

"—Only in this way will they know that you are not prey on the chopping block."

——But he is a top hunter who is qualified enough to join and cannot be underestimated by anyone.

…

Twenty minutes later, the prison van carrying Xia Zuo arrived at the prison gate on time.

The gate of the central prison is about ten meters high. It looks thick and heavy. It is reinforced with a special mixture of metal materials.

Not only has the wall next to it been made higher, but it has also been covered with dense electric fences. Whenever mosquitoes touch it, a blue light will appear. There are even several guard posts distributed regularly.

The guard standing guard outside the door glanced at the prison van warily, one hand on the pistol at his waist, first took out the intercom to confirm something, then stepped forward cautiously and said through the rolled down window:

"Give me the joint certificate for the Gray Moon District Level 2 Prison and the Central Level 1 Prison, as well as the prisoner transfer report."

The driver nodded, knowing that this was the normal procedure, and handed the other party the necessary certificates and documents with familiarity.

The guard took a careful look at several key locations, nodded after confirming that everything was correct, put away the information, turned around and made a gesture, and the object on the watchtower that was aimed at them and that looked like a sniper rifle was temporarily put down.

"Superintendent, get out of the car first." The guard stepped back and said businesslike, "The prisoner will be escorted by armed guards. Prepare for a body search."

"Excuse me," the seemingly unremarkable black-haired boy in the passenger seat asked softly, "Do I need a body search, too?"

The guard then took another look at him, and when he saw his face clearly in the light, he was stunned.

With this kind of appearance, why are you still hanging around in prison?

Those extremists are capable of anything.

He frowned, feeling a little reluctant, and said patiently, "The body search is for your own good."

"This is a central-level prison. The prisoners we accept are either extremely evil, or dangerous individuals who are transferred here because they are unable to be controlled in other prisons."

"In a place like this, holding prohibited items, are you trying to hand them a knife?"

The black-haired boy blinked and said slowly, "Thank you for your kindness. In fact, I just reviewed the relevant books a few days ago."

What relevant books? The most useless thing here is books.

The guard's patience wore thin.

He didn't know what the black-haired boy meant by what he said, and he suspected that the other party didn't take his warning seriously at all, so he stopped paying attention.

Their Central Level Prison was the most strictly managed of all the other federal prisons. However, in a world with limited resources, the level of security in a prison was often directly correlated to the abilities of the prisoners within.

Whether you can survive depends entirely on fate.

"Let's go," he said, feeling there was no need to waste any more time, so he went through the formalities in a businesslike manner, leading the way. "The prison has already arranged your rooms. After the body search, you can go and rest."

"I hope you can sleep well on your first night here."

Xia Zuo, who was observing the prison curiously, smiled happily when he heard this: "Thank you for your blessing, I will!"

“…”

He couldn't help but sneer.

Once this kid finds out who is in the same cell with him, he won’t laugh so happily.

Although it is said to be a top federal prison, in reality, under various political environments, some of the prisoners there may have a higher status than these regular guards, but they are still under their control on the surface.

If a newcomer accidentally offends them, he might die without knowing how.

However... since this guy named Xia Zuo has been rated as dangerous due to his combat capability... then the power of the prisoners at the top of this prison might be reshuffled.

Xia Zuo was taken to his two-person cell, while Xizel had a separate small bedroom due to the special nature of his supervisory status.

The black-haired boy blinked and reaffirmed his wisdom.

For a guy with a strong sense of territory, tolerating sharing a territory with others too often will make him lose his relaxed and happy mood.

Then, he is likely to do something that is sensible but not very friendly to others.

The body search of the minor did not use any special equipment. Someone simply checked all his pockets and checked whether his uniform had been modified to have places where things could be hidden. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he was taken away.

"Here are your spare uniforms," ​​the young prison guard who led him there, with a somewhat frivolous demeanor, said with a smile, "I hope your two sets of uniforms will last a few more days. You know, supervising new prisoners is often not that important."

"Good luck."

Xizel nodded, his eyes curved calmly and gently:

"Thanks for the reminder."

Seeing his performance, the young prison guard was a little surprised.

...To be so calm, if he is not too slow, then this guy may not be as weak and vulnerable as he looks.

"My room is right above you. If you have any questions, just ask me. I will answer appropriately. Life is more important than trivial kindness."

"I forgot to mention, you can call me Kevin."

"Cesare."

The black-haired boy nodded.

Seeing that the other party was quite well-behaved, Kevin ended the first day of orientation with satisfaction and returned to his room to rest.

After Kevin's figure completely disappeared from his sight, the black-haired boy gently closed the door. When he turned around, he lowered his head slightly, and there was no expression on his face.

"Ursula, check all the security cameras in this room."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black and purple mist invisible to others stretched out like tentacles and began to check the place that Xizel had instructed on the way inch by inch.

"There are two hidden cameras. One is in the ventilation duct, and the other is in the gap outside the bed."

Ursula said in his ear quickly.

"I understand. Don't worry about them." Xizel's voice was calm: "There are only two, which is better than I expected. But when Xia Zuo is noticed, he won't be treated like this now."

Of course, it may also be because the room is too small and there are not many things in it, so there is not much space to hide these little gadgets.

But even without removing them, he could still live comfortably in this room without exposing anything he didn't want to expose.

"Have a good sleep." The black-haired boy smiled easily, as if talking to himself: "After all, judging from the performance of that prison guard, he is in the same cell with Xia Zuo, so he is probably not someone who can be easily dealt with."

He raised his hand and turned off the light.

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