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

Suddenly, the whole prison was in chaos, the guards were under increasing pressure, and gunshots were heard from time to time. But Wilson could not care about these things for the time being. He just wanted to know the purpose of the black-haired boy's actions.

Wilson could see that Cesar had no intention of killing him. After all, he had no grudge against him, and the other party had specifically rescued him from the office building that was about to explode, not because he was planning to give him a more tragic death.

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

In the not very spacious interrogation room, behind the table that separated the prisoner and the interrogator, sat a black-haired boy quietly. He was resting his chin with one hand, tilting his head slightly and closing his eyes to rest, with some long hair on his forehead hanging down in front of his eyes.

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

"…Cesare."

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

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

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

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 cause you any harm, 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 to now, Captain Wilson, do you think I have done anything wrong?"

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

He knew the personalities of Locke and the four prisoners who had died in the power distribution room. They were definitely provoking and trying to hurt César or Xia Zuo. These people would never be able to get out of prison again, and sooner or later they would die in the free 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, prison is 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 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 them..." Wilson's eyes gradually became 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 tone of irony.

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

He just sat there leisurely and calmly, and replied 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 smiled faintly as he spoke, "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 saw 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 shocked that he stepped back a few inches.

He stared 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 party, there was a strange creature that almost occupied half of the room and stretched out from nowhere.

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

This picture was far beyond Wilson's ability to perceive and understand.

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, those tentacles were retracted very obediently, disappearing without a trace.

Instead, there was a little girl who was only in her teens, 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 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 the light it deserved.

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

"The locked-up experimental subject."

Xizel blinked his eyes, looked at Wilson who was still frightened and a little disappointed, raised the corners 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 use some bottles, cans, alcohol lighters and other things to make an improvised explosive device, and then throw it into a room full of wires and old machines that are 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 by finding 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 again, 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 suddenly appeared——

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

...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 eyes met with Cesar's misty blue eyes that seemed to be smiling. He didn't dare to think about it, 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 did not forget to fish him out while destroying the body.

The other party himself admitted that he had no sense of justice, let alone charity. Now he said so much to him. If Wilson was useless, he could only wait to die.

"Do something that is beneficial to you and not harmful to you." Xizel tapped the table lightly with his index finger and said with a smile: "You should have been in charge of the prison for a long time, right? Once the warden dies, you can completely and openly possess all the powers."

"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 using someone, "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, smiling with his eyes curved, looking like a delicate boy next door, revealing flawless trust and confidence, “After all, Captain Wilson is different from me, you have a lot of sense of justice, don’t you?”

“…”

...I was completely seen through.

Thinking of the little kid who looked even shorter than his legs, the man was silent for a long time this time.

Xizel 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 sloppy prison uniform.

However, no matter how easy and ordinary this action looks, it is impossible for people to 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, this is human nature. If something happens to us, we will not betray you."

The black-haired boy stood up, gave his first sincere smile of the day, and stretched out his hand.

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

…

The force of the explosion on the top floor of the office building was not actually that strong, but the visual effect was quite shocking. However, the explosion was located in a fortuitous 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. While the prison was undergoing changes, Cesar was still leisurely reading books with Ursula.

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

And 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 realizing it.

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

Xia Zuo: ???