Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

The woman in front of him didn't say anything. Disi's eyes darkened. Ridiculous, is she from the military or the parliament? What new tactics have they used?

When a person's vision is restricted, the sharpness of other senses increases dramatically. He smelled a light, pleasant scent of perfume, which was out of place in the damp and moldy punishment room.

I could hear the sound of a woman walking towards me, her luxurious stilettos stepping on the uneven floor, and the sound of tiny metal ornaments colliding, all of which revealed that the woman in front of me was exquisitely dressed.

Disi didn't get an answer until the woman came closer.

The gap between the iron gates was not large, and the light was weak. It was also blocked by people approaching, making it even harder to see.

Disi couldn't help but struggle against the chains on his wrists, his eyes becoming increasingly colder. Just as he was about to ask questions, in his blurred vision, a delicate hand was raised and stretched towards him.

The collarbone pierced by the thin chain was covered in blood and should have been numb and lost sensation long ago, but when the cold fingertips touched it, the blood vessels under the skin seemed to beat.

The touch was very gentle, like a soft feather caressing a wound. Disi felt as if his acupuncture points were pinned down for an instant. After being stunned for a moment, he came to his senses and retreated backwards while pulling at the chains.

Avoid touching.

"you……"

"who is it?"

Hua Xia saw that the thin chain was piercing through Disi's collarbone as he tried to avoid the danger.

Her fingertips paused in mid-air, then she slowly retracted them and placed them behind her.

He blinked, and there was no emotion in his eyes, as if nothing was reflected in them.

"Does it hurt?"

Disi heard a clear voice and he paused because of her question.

He repeated the question cautiously: "Who are you?"

The air was silent for a moment, and the tone of his answer became normal. He introduced himself: "My name is An Lin, and I'm a new prison guard in the East District. From now on, the East District will be under my charge."

For a moment, all kinds of conspiracy theories came to mind, and many ideas and speculations flashed through Disi's brain.

Which faction did the person come from? What was his purpose? Did he want to live or die? Was it for the evidence in his hands?

There are too many party forces, and Disi cannot confirm which force has inserted itself into the organization.

The only thing that was certain was that she came for him.

Hua Xia stroked her chin and muttered, "Is there a hospital in the prison?"

Ordinary prisons may have some, but it is not an exaggeration to say that the prisoners in Monaghan Prison are on death row. If they need treatment when they are injured or sick, wouldn’t it be a waste of medical resources?

"Rich didn't seem to say that?"

"forgotten……"

Disi heard every word clearly, and when he realized that she seemed to want to send him for treatment, his eyes turned cold.

At Monaghan Prison, flagrant badness is a good thing.

This kind of seemingly friendly behavior is definitely based on ulterior motives.

"Who sent you?" Disi asked in a deep voice.

He knew there would be no answer, but when her purpose was revealed, he would eventually know...

The woman's bright and harmless voice rang out from the dark room, and she answered without hesitation when he asked.

"Oh……"

"What's that called?"

250 Reminder in the system space: [Host, named Edwin].

Hua Xia nodded: "Call Edwin."

Finally, I realized that the name of the protagonist of the plane was very funny.

"Why not call it love English, love nasolabial folds, love eye wrinkles?"

The system remained silent: [……]

The host has some strange things to note.

Hua Xia collected her thoughts and said lazily, "He said you have a piece of information and asked me to monitor who you come into contact with and then tell him."

At last he sighed: "The task is very simple."

Disi turned his eyes and looked around. He calculated that only about forty hours had passed since he was locked up, or maybe he had been locked up for too long that he had forgotten the time.

Everything before my eyes is an illusion...

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground was heard again, and a slender figure walked towards the door against the light. The iron door was slowly opened, and more light shone in.

It was a bit dazzling, but Disi looked at her without blinking and saw the woman's appearance clearly.

Light blonde hair, a silver diamond hairpin, an oval face, a white lace shirt, and an exquisite pleated skirt with blue and gold trim.

The young and even beautiful woman tilted her head slightly and looked at him.

Hua Xia looked at the prison guard next to her, pointed inside, and asked politely: "Hello, is there a hospital here?"

Disi was lying on a simple hospital bed, his upper body wrapped in bandages and a potion hanging on the back of his hand. It was not poisonous, but a normal medicine.

In front of the bed, a young woman with light blonde hair was sitting with her legs crossed, holding a knife in her hand, peeling an apple...

For a moment, Des thought he was in a regular hospital instead of being held in Monaghan Prison.

There was no need to ask if he wanted to. The other party told him directly the purpose of his exploration.

Disi turned his head to the other side and closed his eyes. He didn't have to do anything. In an instant, a strong feeling of fatigue came over him.

He was conscious and couldn't fall asleep when there were people around him.

The sound of peeling an apple stopped, and was followed by the sound of an apple being bitten.

Disi frowned. If it were an ordinary person, he would just close his eyes and ignore it, but this woman always managed to make some noise.

Strong presence.

Hua Xia held up the peeled apple and showed off to Di Si, "Look!"

Disi frowned tightly, opened his eyelids and saw a roll of complete apple peel hanging down, pinched between the fingertips of the young woman and showing it.

"..."

She seemed to find it interesting. Should someone praise her and say "that's amazing" at this time?

Disi responded by closing his eyes again.

After waiting for a long time, when everything around him became quiet, Disi opened his eyes again and looked to the side.

The blonde girl sat cross-legged on a chair, holding a cell phone horizontally in her hand, seemingly playing a game.

She was like an upper-class noble lady visiting Monaghan Prison, unaware of the dangers that lay ahead.

I came here stupidly.

Disi's eyes fell on Hua Xia's fair neck. There was no one else in the room. He could easily break her neck if he stood up. This would be much easier than killing the previous prison guard in charge of the East District.

Disi's eyes were dark. He stared for a long time and finally closed his eyes.

He didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, he saw Hua Xia squatting in front of the bed, looking at him with her chin propped up. Hua Xia leaned close to him for a long time, so that Disi could clearly see the soft white hair on her face.

After a brief blank in his brain, Disi was suddenly shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. He stood up from the bed and meditated with such large movements that Hua Xia dodged to the side.

Her beautiful eyes curved into an arc, and she said in an excited tone: "Are you awake?"

Disi's face looked grim, for he had suddenly let down his guard and hadn't even noticed the person was right in front of him. Even if he seemed harmless, he shouldn't have done that.

Otherwise, what awaits him is only an abyss.

Hua Xia saw what Di Si was thinking at a glance, and didn't mind. She called the person outside the door in: "It's time to change the medicine bottle."

Dis looked up and saw that the medicine in the bottle was almost gone.

So…she came closer to wake him up to change the medicine?