Those with dark-leaning talents will naturally hate anything that is light-leaning.
Ursula is no exception.
And Eastwood's prison cell was specially prepared for people with different talents. After scanning Ursula's tendency the moment she entered the door, this small space was immediately adjusted.
The extremely dazzling light instantly hit her face, and the entire room was filled with pervasive white light. Even those who were not inclined towards darkness would be dazzled and shed tears, not to mention the "darkness" which was almost the opposite extreme of "light".
Ursula curled herself up, lowered her head, closed her eyes, and remained motionless, without making any sound.
Just like those humans who yearn for light but are locked in a dark space. However, her likes and dislikes are exactly the opposite of those of ordinary humans.
The female police officer in charge of guarding her observed her every move through the surveillance camera. Seeing such a young girl huddled there as if she had no one around, even though she had been trained in Eastwood for so many years and had already become as hard as iron, she couldn't help but feel a little pity for her.
It really looks pitiful.
It's like being abandoned.
It would be fine if she was really one of those vicious criminals, but she was not. Who knows why she came to Eastwood? But the background check clearly stated that she was not only not a heinous criminal, but she even overthrew the Federation and saved many people in the war.
Speaking of which, if no one had sensed the aura of a deep-sea monster on her, no one would have been in the mood to carefully look through the information of a prisoner.
As she was casually thinking, the policewoman saw the prison guard next to the warden walking towards her quickly, holding a plate of small cakes steadily in his hands.
The female police officer who had been on duty here and was unaware of this incident: "......?"
She looked at the cake, which was brightly colored, beautifully shaped, and full of fairy-tale style, and was simply sweet enough to touch one's heart.
She was silent.
The prison guard simply explained: "This is what the warden told me to give to 2512."
The detention room is not like a prison cell. It is completely isolated from the outside world. Except when the meal delivery passage is opened, people inside cannot hear any sound from the outside world at other times.
Yalong is a frequent visitor here.
It stands to reason that such a place would put a lot of mental pressure on humans, and normal people would not be able to bear it after entering it once. Unfortunately, most of the prisoners in Ishvetri are not very normal.
"2512," the prison guard opened the food delivery channel, paused, and added, "This is what the warden asked us to make for you. Just think of it as dessert after dinner."
In the prison cell, the girl who had originally been indifferent to the opening of the meal delivery channel, finally took action after hearing the word "warden" - it could even be said that she raised her head almost instantly.
The prison guard who noticed this scene could only suppress his curiosity.
The two who entered by special means seemed to be very familiar with the warden and were very interested in him. Listening to their conversation and looking at the warden's behavior, there was probably something else going on, but it was not something the prison guards could easily guess.
He is always loyal to the warden and naturally won't think too much.
The black-haired girl finally opened her eyes and was stunned when she saw the strawberry cake.
She looked at the cake carefully, her eyes were blank and hazy. The little girl seemed a little dazed under the glaring white light, and then she licked it cautiously, tentatively like a little animal.
Ursula: “…”
Her usually expressionless face twisted slightly for a moment.
How could there be such disgusting food in the world?
It was much more unpalatable than the human meal she had eaten before... She originally thought that the food provided by Eastwood was not tasty and wanted to give it to Xia Zuo separately, but it turned out that there was something even more unpalatable?
...Is it a punishment from the warden?
Is she hated by Caesar?
QAQ
The female police officer who was watching her closely outside the cell said: ...Huh? Why does this child seem to be about to cry?
It really is so touching!
…
The fact that the warden gave the strawberry cake to Ursula was soon "accidentally" leaked during the conversation among the prison guards.
Xia Zuo ignored the decreasing pressure on his neighbor, the red-haired man, and was stunned.
Aaron could hear the conversation, so naturally he heard it as well since his five senses were even better.
...Warden, did you ask someone to make a dessert for Ursula?
Yes, girls of this age may indeed like sweets -
But she is Ursula!
Xia Zuo had a blank expression on his face, finding it hard to imagine Ursula eating strawberry cake.
Why did the warden take special care of Ursula who was imprisoned? Does this mean that he still cares about them subconsciously?
He couldn't bear to let Ursula stay alone in such an environment, so he specifically asked the kitchen to make delicious desserts that she could only eat as a reward.
But...if he really remembered, or had even a slight impression, he should know that Ursula and everything were almost the opposite of normal people.
She prefers sunset to sunrise, and dead silence to life. She believes that death is a gift. When Caesar died, what made her sad was probably not that “Caesar died”, but that “Caesar left me, and I will never see him again”.
The brown-haired boy sighed slightly.
Caesar... is really good at stirring up emotions.
Whether in the past or now, intentionally or unintentionally.
Do you really remember? Or even if you have forgotten, do you still have a place for us in your subconscious?
But it doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter if you forget.
He will figure it all out, including why his best friend has no breathing and heartbeat when sleeping, why his best friend does not want to live, and why his best friend chooses not to know each other when they meet.
The brown-haired boy raised his eyes slightly and placed his gaze implicitly on the bird keeper with the yin-yang head.
His intuition told him that the other party was planning something.
And he needed a chance - a chance to explore the secrets of Eastwood Prison for the Insane.
A week later.
The girl who was sentenced to seven days in prison was finally released from the cell.
Her expression didn't seem any different from before, except that her face seemed a little paler, which puzzled the prison guards who were in charge of guarding her.
Although she was in a cell, the meals she received every day were the best among all the prisoners in the prison. Isn't that right?
Is it true that she is not used to the environment of the prison cell?
That's right, we can't lump everyone into the same category as monsters like Villajunca and White.
The guard uncuffed Ursula and heard her whisper "thank you".
The prison guard was quite flattered and looked at her in surprise.
This Gothic girl who seemed taciturn and even a little weird actually said thank you.
But she didn't dwell on it any more. She also had something to tell the other person.
"Your information and scan results show that you are an experimental subject that is a combination of a deep-sea monster and a gifted person. The warden believes that it is not convenient for you to work with other prisoners."
"As for your work arrangements, the warden has new plans and would like you to go to the warden's office."
The black-haired girl was startled, then her eyes widened slightly and she nodded.
She still looked a little lethargic, but after getting involved with the warden, she seemed to be in a slightly better state.
The warden's office is on the upper floors of Eastwood's main building. There are prison guards stationed on both sides of the long corridor, and the atmosphere is very eerie.
Led by the prison guard, Ursula stood in front of a door that looked very high-end.
After bringing her here, the prison guard stepped back without saying a word or making any additional movements.
The black-haired girl tilted her head slightly, watching the unknown instrument scan her up and down, and only after it shrank back into an inconspicuous corner was she allowed to enter this heavily guarded office.
Unlike the heavily guarded corridor, there was no one else in the warden's office except the warden himself.
Ursula pursed her lips and became uncontrollably nervous. Even though a long time had passed and she was even more powerful, when she saw this man, she seemed to have returned to the day when she first looked him in the eye.
From that time on, she finally felt recognized.
Ursula didn't say anything, but the black-haired young man tilted his head and looked at her with some surprise.
"You look unwell. Is the food not to your liking?"
Ursula: “…”
The black-haired girl had a blank expression on her face.
Her complexion has always been so pale and bloodless, and it can be seen that she is in poor condition. Unless she really shows it obviously, it can only mean that the person who came to this conclusion is very familiar with her.
However, she felt that she had adjusted herself to a good state, and subconsciously did not want Caesar to worry about her, which ruled out the possibility that her abnormality would be obvious.
...But if he was familiar with her, could the warden really not see that he was the culprit?
The black-haired girl stared at the warden with her different eyes, one gold and one blue, and could not see the slightest sign of lying on his face.
“…”
She lowered her head.
The black-haired warden blinked his misty blue eyes in confusion.
...Why does it feel like she's about to cry? She looks like a very strong child.
Have you done something excessive?
He will be very distressed.
However, this fleeting emotion soon disappeared, so quickly that it seemed as if it was just an illusion he had created.
The black-haired warden pushed out a work plan with his gloved left hand: "This is the new job content I chose for you. Take a look."
Ursula took the document and looked through it.
"My new job is... to organize the book collection?"
The black-haired girl raised her head, her expressionless face showing no signs of expression: "West... Warden, this should not be left to... outsiders."
She seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness just now, and she was just about to say with a stern face, "You should be careful."
The warden did not feel offended and even felt like laughing for some reason.
But such emotions quickly disappeared without a trace, as faint as the breeze in the forest that could not be grasped.
The corners of his lips that were slightly raised also dropped again without him realizing it.
"But you were in Eastwood Prison, weren't you?"
The black-haired young warden said slowly:
"As long as you stay in my prison, you are mine."
The black-haired girl's pupils shrank slightly.
Then it darkened again as if in despair.
There are so many people in Caesar.
...Xize doesn't care about those criminals anyway, so why not just kill them all.