Chapter 059 Prison Break Simulator

It was mentioned before that Ji Xu had no attachment to weapons. Dangerous items in his hands rarely lasted long, and this habit was conveyed to the enemy through his behavior. The warden glanced at his empty hands, glanced at his casual clothes that didn't seem to be able to hide anything, raised his eyebrows, and walked to the jailer who picked up the gun.

He used the anti-riot stick to lift the trigger of the pistol and turned it twice, then held it in his hand. "What is your purpose in appearing here?"

There was actually no need for Ji Xu to come over. There were many ways to divert attention. Just detonating the underground cave was enough to keep the warden busy. No matter how much he liked human elimination games, he had to limit the qualifiers to the prisoners. However, Ji Xu came over, and it was hard to say whether the warden's tolerance for him came from this.

Ji Xu smiled and said ambiguously: "Because my job is to rob a prison instead of escaping it?"

This is a difference of one word that few people noticed. Ji Xu never thought of staying out of it from the beginning. When he made the plan, he couldn't guarantee that the driver would act according to the plan. What if this person refused to betray Ji Xu even at death? Then he naturally would not give up his bargaining chip. It would be better to say that the original plan was for him to go out in person to attract attention.

While they were talking, the sound of an engine starting was heard from behind Ji Xu. No one knew how scared the driver was, but he failed several times before he succeeded. He started with the high beams on. Two beams of light shot from behind Ji Xu towards the main gate of the prison, covering him in a dazzling light.

Ji Xu resisted the urge to look back at the driver's shaking hands. He paused and continued naturally, "I thought you didn't care who I was, otherwise you would have asked the driver. He should have told you about our encounter."

The warden's expression was out of control for a moment, which made Ji Xu frown. "Wait." He pushed his glasses and whispered in self-doubt, "I guessed wrong... Didn't he tell you?"

Ji Xu was unusually unconfident and spoke in a hesitant tone.

But everything that happened today was just as he expected. The warden guessed the driver's identity at the beginning of the riot and even found the communicator. Logically, he would also interrogate how the two met, and Ji Xu had anticipated the driver's recklessness and cowardice. To put it bluntly, the driver was a wild drifting bottle released by him, and whether the other party was willing to receive it was purely up to fate. However, the people on both sides of the communication were well aware of his existence, and only the bottle itself was kept in the dark.

"No, it's not you."

The warden lowered his head and took out the magazine. The jailer behind him immediately handed him the corresponding bullets. He loaded them one by one, closed the door and buckled it. His tone was unexpectedly friendly. "I thought you wouldn't reveal your identity to a loser. Now think about it, you are indeed such a person."

Even though he had only heard about Ji Xu for less than a day, it was undeniable that some people had such distinct personalities that one could tell at a glance what they disdained to do.

It’s not that concealment is a derogatory term.

It’s just that villains are incompatible with ethics. When the normal people around them become the source of danger to them, their identity becomes something secret.

No matter how high-profile a murderer is, he will use code names and methods of committing crimes to promote himself at the beginning. This not only represents deterrence, but also proves that exposure will make them panic, as if they are putting themselves under a shadowless light and allowing others to dissect, explore and ambush them in secret.

Therefore, hiding becomes their innate instinct.

But Ji Xu did not have this instinct... This made the warden feel strange but not so strange. Such people would either sink into the quagmire and live a life of drunkenness or firmly brainwash themselves to walk on the right path. Although Ji Xu had nothing to do with either, it seemed normal for him to take the normal middle option.

Ji Xu heard what he hadn't finished saying, and rubbed his wrist and joked: "You know me so well, sir."

After a while, he politely introduced his name again, and added thoughtfully: "Maybe one day I should make a business card and hand it to everyone I meet, so I don't have to introduce myself."

The warden ignored the taunting. He slid the safety and pointed directly at Ji Xu, sneering and calling him by name: "This is another bad habit of yours, Ji Xu. You like to show respect to opponents who deserve respect, as if someone is nagging you to respect the elderly and love the young every day. When we stand together, you actually look more normal than me."

After he finished speaking, he pulled the trigger. At the same time, the driver behind him, who had failed to start the car several times, finally stepped on the accelerator. The turned on wipers and high beams made people doubt whether he had cheated on his job. Ji Xu heard the sound of mission accomplished amid the long whistle.

【Number of people who escaped: 10/10】

The car drifted and turned, half of it swaying in the air, the spinning tires kicked up dirt, and the high beams flashed across all the people opposite Ji Xu. In the dust, Ji Xu asked motionlessly, "Do I look like an idiot who's giving money to the enemy?"

"Of course you're not, but since I made a mistake once, I'll naturally try a second time."

The warden was bored and threw away the broken smoothbore pistol. The next second, the two of them were intertwined without any warning, their arms stuck in the joints, their knees against their waists and abdomens. The jailer didn't understand why they always made a sudden turn after meeting and fired as if waking up from a dream.

Fire flickered at the muzzle of the gun, lighting up like a starry night, interweaving densely in the air. However, Ji Xu seemed to have turned on a predictive cheat and immediately left the warden, moving just right each time and maintaining a relaxed posture.

Seeing that a round of bullets was about to be used up, Ji Xu changed direction. Before the other team could make up for it, he suddenly jumped up, turned around and kicked away the muzzle of the gun that was about to fire. The jailer couldn't control the fire and a row of bullets fired indiscriminately. The others were startled and immediately looked for cover.

Ji Xu stood in the center of the crowd. The high-intensity activity made him slightly breathless, and his heart was pumping blood quickly, but Ji Xu concealed it well. He looked down at all the jailers, and deep down he still missed the physical fitness of being a thief.

As expected, office workers are naturally bundled with sub-health. Next time he chooses a simulator, he will definitely choose one that can run, jump, and even climb 18 floors without taking a breath.

The warden was the only one who did not dodge. Ji Xu intentionally kicked the muzzle of the gun higher so that it would at most pass over the top of the person's head. He looked far across and saw a young man with black hair and glasses standing behind the prisoner, strangling his subordinates with a ferocity that was different from his casual look. He retracted his left arm and slowly grasped the gun with his other right hand wearing tactical gloves, forcing the prisoner to struggle to raise the machine gun and aim it at the chief of the prison guards, himself.

After a brief conflict, identities seemed to have reversed.

...If Ji Xu wasn't still surrounded and the prisoners were secretly trying to move the gun around.

He dragged the struggling jailer back, and no one knew how he managed to run to the front door in the hot weapons net. Just like now, Ji Xu's movements were as steady as a rock, with the muzzle of his gun always pointed at the warden, and he half-seriously complained to the person involved: "Can't we coexist peacefully? Anyway, I'm not responsible for after-sales service, you can arrest the person anytime."

This sentence contains too much lies, but there is no legal regulation that prohibits making up stories. Even if there is, the lawless criminals don't care.

The warden didn't care about the life threat and signaled to others not to be impulsive, as if he heard that this was a cold joke exclusive to Ji Xu. He turned and watched the black-haired young man retreat step by step. Ji Xu was no different from usual, except that his breathing was so regular that one could guess from listening for a few seconds that he was deliberately controlling it.

With his intentional or unintentional indulgence, Ji Xu brought the hostages into the prison. He hooked the door with his foot, suddenly smiled at everyone, hit the jailer on the back of the neck when others were caught off guard, turned over to avoid a series of gunshots, picked up the hostages and threw them out of the wall, then raised his hand leisurely and said "goodbye" to everyone.

In the first ten seconds after he turned and disappeared, his voice could still be heard floating from far away behind the wall, as if it was there and not there: "I guess you thought you would never see each other again, but the buyer and seller are like a dark cloud and its reflection on the sea, destined to be entangled together. Even if the main body is not there, the shadow will always hang over everyone."

The warden pondered his words.

What does it mean even if the subject is not there?

After a moment, he thought again, Ji Xu was just like he was when he was on the communicator, he was not stingy with chatting with people and talked a lot.

He was distracted for a while. After a while, a jailer brought up the topic in confusion: "...So the current situation is that all of us are outside, but the enemy has gone in, right?"

It sounds outrageous, but it is true.

Some people saw the officer's laissez-faire attitude and simply pretended not to understand, explaining his question literally: "There are also doctors, but as long as they don't leave on their own initiative, the airtight door can ensure their survival in any situation."

The warden turned on the communicator. Five seconds ago, he received a smiling face from Ji Xu. There was a hint of sarcasm in his politeness, which made people wonder whether Ji Xu had an old people's aesthetic or was deliberately provoking him just after he left.

The warden didn't say what to do with the doctor. He nonchalantly sent a smiling face back through the communicator. He was in the mood to explain the doubts he had been asked at the beginning: "It's tiring enough to bring you out properly. What a great opportunity. Why should I stop Ji Xu?"

After he finished speaking, he threw the communicator into the prison wall and returned to his normal self. "Someone report to the city that a dangerous person has broken in."

The jailer hesitated and said, "But it's half past one in the morning."

The warden's tone softened. "Is the quality of sleep for these people more important than my pleasure? Remember to emphasize how dangerous Ji Xu is - although he is already very dangerous - and in order to avoid a large-scale jailbreak, the prison decided to bury everyone on the spot. Don't worry about the doctors, they won't be able to get up and open the door for a few hours."

So what happened to the doctor?

Was it really not a deliberate act by the two of them for Ji Xu to run in so that the warden could fulfill his wish?

Everyone's mind was filled with question marks of all sizes, but the warden was not Ji Xu, and he had no interest in patiently explaining all the settings to his subordinates. The medical room was 100% isolated from any signals, and remote contact was impossible. They had no choice but to make preparations on the spot for the explosion of their hometown, and some people were even applying for it.

While the auditor had just gotten out of bed, he tried his best to emphasize how sinister Ji Xu's intentions were, such as planning a large-scale prison escape involving ten...eleven people in just a few days! He tried his best to use a statement that would not cause nervousness, and tactfully applied for the result of washing the ammunition. After a long time, he put down the phone and said, "Sir, the application has been approved. The equipment can be brought in ten minutes."