The smile on Xia Zuo's face disappeared.

SSS level wanted criminal.

Crest.

He stared at the last name "Kleist", pursed his lips, and read the description line over and over again.

...Could it be Caesar?

Moore and Ursula noticed that he looked strange and became suspicious instantly.

The blond messenger asked for the file, and Ursula, who could read minds, heard the contents of the file directly from Xia Zuo's thoughts.

"Crest? Is this person the head of the Craster family?"

Ursula's expression grew colder and colder: "So he let Caesar stay outside..."

The blond envoy tilted his head, searched for relevant information from his memory, and said: "The person in charge of the Eastwood Lunatic Prison has always been the head of the Crest family. But who are the members of their family, and what are the criteria for becoming a head of the family - the outside world knows nothing about this."

In a prison like this that is almost isolated from the world, it is already a rare opportunity for the outside world to know the owner's surname.

Xia Zuo pursed his lips: "Before the truth of the matter comes out... I don't want to jump to conclusions."

He took a deep breath: "Besides, we will have to face him sooner or later."

But in his heart he had no hope for this man's position.

After all, judging from the attitude Caesar usually displayed, his relationship with his family was not close, and it could even be said to be bad - this was also the reason why he suspected Christine in the first place.

And although the Federation is not a good thing, the information it provides at least has some reference value.

Xia Zuo thought for a moment, and suddenly asked Mol: "Were the leaders of the criminal groups cooperating with the Federation taken to Eastwood?"

Moore immediately understood what he meant: "Of course. Maybe they will know something."

"I will now order an intensified search for them."

"Add me."

Ursula spoke gloomily.

As soon as she finished speaking, countless tentacles stretched out from behind her, then quickly hid underground and spread rapidly in all directions. Only the two top light talent holders present could vaguely feel the unrest underground.

It was obvious that Ursula was always extremely positive when it came to Cesar Crest.

Xia Zuo actually wasn't quite sure the extent of her abilities, but after Ursula made every effort to find those criminals, even the experienced ones didn't hide for long - with the ability to read minds and the carpet-style search, almost no one could escape Ursula's search without any special talents or top-level bright talents to cover up.

Soon, several tentacles wrapped up the escaped high-ranking members of the criminal organization and threw them in front of Xia Zuo and Moer.

When Ursula rolled them, she was not as gentle as when she rolled Xia Zuo. She didn't care about the feelings of humans at all, and she didn't hold back her strength at all, not to mention that her own abilities had the effect of confusing cognition and affecting emotions, which directly made those who were thrown over suffer.

But Ursula didn't let them go.

She tightened her tentacles and asked without any emotion, "How much do you know about the Eastwood Lunatic Prison? Tell me."

Mol: "Don't tell me about brotherhood. You don't have it."

Xia Zuo, who couldn't get a word in, said: "..."

There was no expression on his face, let alone any sympathy. Although he was just standing aside, watching the two ladies interrogate, his presence was very strong.

Soon, Moore and Ursula integrated and sorted out the information about Eastwood that these people knew.

"They had an operation before, aimed at rescuing the leader, Vila Junca, and wanted to get her out of the Eastwood Prison for the Insane, but they failed."

"The Eastwood Prison for Lunatics is extremely heavily guarded, and there are almost no loopholes to exploit. They spent a lot of time searching for suitable gift holders everywhere, and finally found a loophole. But just before they succeeded, they were stopped by the warden who was waiting for them."

Mol narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing something from the fearful and unwilling expressions on the faces of several people, and concluded: "This warden is definitely not a simple person. If you really want to go in, you may not have an easy time."

"It doesn't matter," Xia Zuo shook his head. "Didn't he just say that prisoners who have signed the contract cannot use their innate powers in the Eastwood Prison unless their inspiration is high enough. And my physical skills are not bad, and my inspiration is not low either."

"What about her?" Moore turned his gaze to Ursula: "Her power and talent come from the same source."

Ursula didn't want to talk much: "Tentacle, body, be careful."

Xia Zuo: "...She means that she has her real body to use, and she just needs to be careful not to leak out the dark aura. And even if she doesn't take action, probably... there are not many people who can break her defense."

After all, human skin is just human skin. Under the skin is a real deep-sea monster, and the thickness of its blood is no joke.

If Ursula wasn't a combination of human and deep-sea monster, I'm afraid we really couldn't bring her in.

Moreover, she was very successful. Although this ability was not a natural power, it was enough to ensure her safety.

Xia Zuo was about to start the next topic, but he felt vaguely that he had overlooked something. He suddenly paused and asked, "We don't seem to have asked when the warden of the Eastwood Lunatic Prison took office."

When he first saw "Kleist", the first thing that came to his mind was his best friend, but before he could think further, his thoughts were diverted.

——It’s not his fault that he is obsessed with this issue. He didn’t completely connect Christine and César at the beginning because he didn’t notice that Christine appeared in the wasteland just after César died in front of him.

Ursula's ability to read minds allowed her to quickly give the answer:

"The warden of Eastwood Lunatic Prison, who has just taken office."

The words fell.

The brown-haired boy's bright golden eyes suddenly brightened.

The expectation in his heart was infinitely magnified, but he did not dare to let his expectations be too high, so he barely suppressed his excitement and tried to say calmly: "Xize is the agent, he will definitely be the one with the greatest hope of succeeding the head of the Crest family."

"But all this can only be known after meeting him."

The brown-haired boy let out a breath.

"Let's make the final preparations. We are leaving."

…

North of the wasteland.

A brown-haired boy was running rapidly across the land, carrying a petite black-haired girl on his back. They were almost a shadow and could not be seen with the naked eye.

But if someone could look at them carefully, they would find that it was not the brown-haired boy who was carrying the black-haired girl on his back, but the black-haired girl stretched out her hands and put them on his shoulders. Her whole body was actually floating in the air and she did not touch him at all, just like a ghost behind the brown-haired boy.

"waste."

Ursula was callous: "I've already told you the coordinates, but you still haven't found where Eastwood is."

Xia Zuo: “…”

The brown-haired boy showed a trace of helplessness on his face, and explained: "Those prisoners said that there is an energy shield outside of Eastwood. They located Vila Jonka because of a gap in the energy shield. Maybe we can't find Eastwood because of this energy shield."

Xia Zuo was not too worried: "My blood has been recovering faster these past two days, and I can already vaguely sense where Caesar is. Although it's a little intermittent, if you give me some more time, I will definitely be able to locate the location of this prison."

Ever since the incident of "my best friend was right beside me but I didn't recognize him and even hit him hard", Xia Zuo has been trying his best to stimulate the awakening of his blood, and now the results are remarkable.

He firmly believed that Caesar was not dead, but returned to his home, so where Caesar was, must be where Eastwood was.

But the truth is, they didn't have to wait that long.

Soon, three people dressed as prison guards suddenly appeared on their path.

Xia Zuo stopped his movements in an instant and steadied his body, while Ursula behind him opened her eyes and looked at them calmly and without emotion, ready to attack immediately.

The prison guard at the front said, "Xazao Freeman, a federal—no, a former federal SS-level wanted criminal, come with us."

"Wait," Xia Zuo couldn't help but probe, "Since you know this information, you should also know that I have never done anything that harms the world."

——So, why are you taking us to Eastwood?

You know, except for the members of the Eastwood family, their vassals and prisoners, Eastwood does not allow anyone to enter.

This is also why Xia Zuo planned to do something harmless after locating Eastwood.

The prison guard glanced at him and said, "If we don't take you there, won't you go there on your own? Less trouble is worse than more trouble. Let's go."

“…”

Xia Zuo suddenly asked, "Did he ask you to pick me up? He is the only agent who can sense my location."

He stared at the prison guard closely, but saw that he showed a very genuine expression of surprise: "Him? Who is that? What is an agent?"

The prison guard frowned and said, "And don't underestimate Eastwood. How do you think we locate those prisoners who claim that they will never be caught?"

Obviously, in the eyes of the prison guards, Xia Zuo's question just now became a symbol of arrogance.

The brown-haired boy was obviously aware of this, but he did not explain.

The matter has not been clarified yet, and Xia Zuo does not want to reveal his friend's name. He does not want to have the possibility of hurting Xizel in the slightest because of his recklessness.

The black-haired girl also fell back onto his back silently, no longer hanging in the air.

"Close your eyes."

The prison guard explained: "This is the only way for outsiders entering Eastwood for the first time to pass through the "barrier."

If Xia Zuo and the others had no intention of taking action, the prison guards would not be so kind. Instead, they would use the conceptual talent product they brought with them to force them to close their eyes.

Xia Zuo did so without hesitation.

——If they don’t do this, there’s no telling what’s waiting for them, so it’s better to take the initiative.

He didn't completely believe that these people were Eastwood's prison guards. After all, he had never seen them before.

But soon, this suspicion was dispelled.