Invade

The city of Black Prison was originally born to punish prisoners, and the place to receive guests is naturally not as luxurious as Surya, not to mention that the person in charge of the interview is Mi Zibai himself, who has always disliked red tape and ordered everything to be kept simple.

A quarter of an hour later, Mi Zibai pushed open the door of the living room.

The living room is only 10 minutes away from the place where the suspect is held. It is made of a rare material from another world, and it is set aside separately to prevent those upper-class people who come to visit the black prison from being arrested by the suspect. accidental injury.

A black head was sitting on the sofa with its back facing him, one arm was idly resting on the backrest, and the other hand was holding hot water that I did not know where to get, and it was still bubbling hot at the moment .

Hearing the sound of the door, this person didn't turn his head to look at him, but slid down a little more aggressively, slid his head out of Mi Zibai's sight, and stretched comfortably by the way.

Mi Zibai walked forward calmly, and her exquisite leather boots knocked on the ground with a rhythmic sound that could not be ignored.He walked to the left hand side of the man, lowered his gaze and quickly glanced at the color of his pupils, then knelt down on one knee, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Your Highness."

He was greeted with the sound of a glass breaking on the ground.

Hot water splashed on him, but Mi Zibai didn't even blink his eyes, and still knelt steadily, still calm and calm.

"When did the etiquette of the Black Prison change to warming up guests with hot water?"

Mi Zibai didn't raise his head, and he couldn't raise his head. He could only recognize a young male's voice by his voice. It was very strange and indifferent, as if he had never heard it before.His head lowered a little more: "Your Majesty has been wronged by my subordinates for their ineffectiveness."

"It sounds nice." The male voice mocked indifferently, "What is the meaning of the document presented to Surya a while ago? Can you explain it to me?"

"Three years ago, there was a traitor in Agora, but it was in a period of personnel turmoil. Agora's management made a mistake, so people escaped without realizing it. Some time ago, when Agora changed blood again, someone accidentally discovered it. The person who was supposed to be replaced did not exist in this situation. After verification, it was found that a mistake was made three years ago. In order to make up for Agora’s mistakes, after negotiating with the black prison, he handed over the documents to Surya. "Mizi said in a straight voice, "Hei Prison first sent people to search in the other world, and found nothing abnormal, so they turned their attention to the border town. This is also the reason why Hei Prison applied to go to the border town to find someone."

"After repeated confirmation by Agola, we confirmed that there were two people who escaped from Agora that year, and they were related by blood." Mi Zibai said, "So we tried our best to concentrate all the ages in the border town between 30 and [-] years old. Sometimes people who have brothers brought them back."

"Number and age range..." The person sitting on the sofa muttered thoughtfully, and then asked Mi Zibai, "Agola provided such a little evidence?"

"There are also names." Mi Zibai replied, "One is called Taiyan and the other is called Taifeng. But you also know Agora's rules and regulations. Agora never allows insiders to reveal their real names, and we are not in the black prison." It was discovered that someone called these two names. As for more detailed information, Agora was unable to provide, because of its three-year changing system, many people were no longer published, and many documents were burned. It is already possible to preserve this information. Fortunately."

"What's next? Find that traitor?"

Mi Zibai pursed the corners of his lips and nodded slightly: "Find out the traitor, ask if he has leaked the secret, and hand it over to Agora. If he has leaked the secret, he will execute everyone who knows the secret—this is what Agora meant. .”

"What if you can't find it?" The man sneered.

Mi Zibai paused, and said softly: "You know the methods of the black prison, there is nothing you can't ask...unless he is dead."

"It's still as uncomfortable as ever." Just by hearing the voice, Mi Zibai could tell that the person on the sofa frowned, obviously not interested in Hei Prison's actions.He stood up, turned around and walked towards the door of the living room, saying casually, "Surya has approved the document, and I will manage the black prison for a while. I will look for this traitor together with you."

Mi Zibai clenched his fists violently.

"Take me to see the group of people who are the most suspicious first... I heard from Lake, you put them in the third district?" The man's tone was a bit regretful, "It's really cruel."

"..." Mi Zibai stood up slowly, and followed the man's pace slowly. Before leaving the door, he asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, what's your name?"

The man paused: "Sith."

Mi Zibai bent slightly and stretched out his hand in one direction: "Your Highness Sith, this way please."

……

Walking out of the living room and passing through several streets, a majestic black iron gate stands in front of you.There were a few guards with solemn expressions standing at the door. They nodded slightly when they saw Mi Zibai and Sith, and continued to guard the door dutifully.

The servant walking beside the two of them acted as a tour guide, and explained with all his heart: "This is the core of the black prison. The four gates in the south, east, north, and west are constantly patrolled every day. There are barriers on the walls, so the safety factor is extremely high." high."

Sith glanced at the wall indifferently, and set his eyes on the exquisitely decorated high-rise building not far away. The servant immediately changed his mouth and said: "It is the office of the black prison staff, and all the food and accommodation are inside. The environment and facilities are all First-class, and technology products imported from the human world... The hemispherical building over there is called a divisional prison. There are three different areas. The first area is the most common, with iron bars and windows, used to detain ordinary prisoners. The second area adds some decorations that can affect the psychology of the prisoner, which is convenient for the next interrogation. The third area is similar to the second area, but it is a higher level. In the enchantment of the third area, it will appear after a long time. The worst illusion in the mind of a prisoner, usually used to imprison a prisoner who has committed a major crime and is not easy to confess."

The servant respectfully explained where Sith was looking.

"Are those people captured from the border town locked up in the third district?" Sith asked Mi Zibai indifferently.

"Only those male puppets..." Mi Zibai paused suddenly, and changed his words without changing his expression, "Only those who are the most suspicious are locked up in the third area, and most of the others are in the second area."

Sith nodded noncommittally, and continued to walk forward under the leadership of his servants.The semi-circular building needed bloodletting, so Sith pinched his fingertips and dripped a drop of blood on the machine. After a beep, the indicator light emitted a soft green color.

Afterwards, the two dripped blood into it one by one, but the indicator light was yellow, and Mi Zibai met Sith's puzzled eyes and explained: "You are a descendant of Surya, and your blood is naturally much purer than ours. "

Sith nodded without emotion, and turned to look at the wide field in front of him.

"This is where the prisoners in the first district usually go about their activities." The servant led the way respectfully, "passing through here is the first district."

Sith looked at both sides of the corridor. Although the black prison is known for being ruthless, the living conditions of the prisoners are still good. Even the first district is well-arranged. Through the iron window, you can see the double room inside. Neat single bed, sofa table and other furniture, like staying in a hotel.

When some prisoners saw someone coming, they thought that another companion had come in, so they couldn't help but leaned over and put their faces on the bars and laughed ho-ho. Some even stretched out their hands to catch Sith, but they were stuffed blankly by the young lady. He turned back: "Sorry, Your Highness Sith, I just laughed."

Sith smiled emotionlessly, as a response, the servant hurriedly quickened his pace and led the two of them up to the second floor.The layout here is similar to that on the first floor, the only difference is that the prison | confinement room in the second district surrounds the event venue in a ring, and you can hear a few banging doors from time to time.

Mi Zibai briefly introduced a few words, and showed Sith the room where the people from the border towns were detained, and then led them to the third floor.

As soon as you enter the third floor, the most striking thing is the small spherical buildings. The diameter of each sphere is at least as high as a five-story building. There is a specially connected glass corridor between the centers of the spheres. The most luxurious place in the prison.

"Each center of the ball is a monitoring room, from which you can see the situation in the surrounding rooms. There are people watching here every day to prevent any accidents." Mi Zibai said, "Whether it is the first district, the second Whether in the second or third district, there are special passages leading to the underground interrogation room, and the interrogation room is also guarded by special personnel, so there will be basically no mistakes."

"Where are those people in the border city locked up?" Sith glanced at these huge balls. Before he came, he wondered how the black prison could hold so many people. Now it is really an eye-opener. Every building ball here is Enough to build a small building.

"This way." Mi Zibai led Sith to a building ball numbered six, and walked up an inconspicuous glass staircase beside it, "The people in the border city are detained by No. [-], No. [-], and No. [-]." , No. [-]. The glass corridors in the middle have been lowered, and they are connected to each other, but they cannot be connected to other places.”

"Good design." Sith boasted flatly, and Xian Mi Zibai stepped into No. [-].

As soon as he walked in, Sith's face suddenly changed a little. From here, he could see the activities of different people in the eight rooms around him. It was still when the sun was high, but some people had already fallen asleep, and some people were sleeping. In a daze, some people were banging on the door frantically.

But he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

Sith pursed his lips without saying a word, and went to No. [-] through the glass corridor, no.

After a symbolic look around and a few random words, he walked to No. [-] pretending to be calm, but there was still nothing.

When walking through the last glass corridor, Sith rarely felt his heart beat faster, as if he was about to meet someone important.

But he still walked into No. [-]'s monitoring room without revealing any flaws.

In the room directly opposite, a small figure curled up on the bed, lying there in Sith's familiar sleeping position, frowning, looking a little uneasy, but still as delicate as a handicraft, a handicraft that no one else can touch .

The person who was fixedly watching seemed to notice something, and suddenly sneezed a little in his sleep, then rubbed his nose in a daze, and continued to sleep.

Sith felt his heart was about to melt.