"serial number?"
"A00131."
"Visiting partner?"
"B04149."
"Where's the approval?" The man's voice became more serious, "Please understand that although your personal authority is sufficient, you have to visit the subject..."
"drop--"
The guard in light blue uniform received a message. He raised his hand to look at the electronic screen on his wrist, and his expression immediately changed, "No. A00131, I have received your application approval and you can visit, but please abide by the rules here. A single prison visit cannot last more than 30 minutes, you cannot have close contact with the target, and you cannot mention..."
"Thank you." Before he could finish speaking, he saw the young man in front of him push the door open and walk in, then closed the door again.
Looking up, his eyes trembled.
Although he would apply to visit here after every mission, he would still be involuntarily disappointed when he saw the scene in front of him every time he came.
Still the same.
On an iron bed, there lay a man with dull eyes, his limbs bound by white restraints, and his neck was fixed by a soft leather belt.
All he can move are his eyes.
An Xuan skillfully pulled the stool and sat in front of the man. An Xuan, who had changed his clothes, looked at him quietly.
This is his former teammate.
His real age is a few years younger than him.
But looking at his current appearance, some people would believe him if he said he was in his early 50s.
Here, he can only be considered alive.
Dignity is just a luxury.
Seemingly reacting to the visitor, the man on the bed slowly moved his eyes, finally resting on An Xuan's face.
"Wutong is dead." After a moment, An Xuan suddenly said.
The man's face on the bed twitched, but soon he regained his composure, and the sedative had not yet worn off.
In order to control these former executive elites, the managers of this hospital could only continue to increase the dosage of sedatives.
After all, when someone went crazy, he broke all the restraints all over his body, and 7 or 8 people couldn't hold him down. In the end, if the guards hadn't made a decisive decision, the consequences would have been disastrous.
The above command is also very straightforward.
They can die, but they must not lose control.
Once these people escape control, the impact on the entire society will be unimaginable.
"I know you can understand me." An Xuan continued: "They all say you are crazy, but I don't believe it."
He shook his head and continued: "You just can't control yourself, but you are not crazy. You still remember me, remember Wutong, remember Zhou Qin, remember... each of us."
As An Xuan said one name after another, a light appeared in the man's eyes. Although it was faint, An Xuan still caught it.
"I killed the murderer who killed Wutong." He exhaled, "Using their most common method, you know my methods." Looking at the man who was alive in front of him, An Xuan smiled, "Why can they do that? We can’t do it?”
"It's a pity that there is another admirer of them." He stretched out his hand and held the latter tightly in his straitjacket, only half of his fingers showing. "I know that the person who killed Zhou Qin and annihilated you must be the real one. Deep red.”
"Don't worry, I will definitely find him, and then... return to him double the pain you have suffered."
"I'm not lying to you, there are already clues." He patted the man's hand, "Just wait and see."
At the head of the bed, a small light blue light turned on three times without making any sound.
"call--"
This is a reminder before the prison visit ends.
Cue him that time is up.
"I'm leaving." He stood up, "I'll see you next time."
But just when he was about to take his hand out, he found that the other party suddenly grasped his fingertips.
The man's eyes suddenly changed. They were bloodshot. The bulging veins started from his forehead and spread all the way to his face. The muscles all over his body bulged and the straps on his straitjacket creaked.
The guard who saw this scene on the monitor immediately sounded the alarm next to the door. In an instant, warnings popped up on all the electronic screens in the corridor.
Still silent.
But the atmosphere suddenly became anxious.
Special medical staff wearing light blue uniforms, protected by fully armed guards, rushed here.
The frantic man was pinned firmly to the bed and was forced to inject an enhanced sedative through an indwelling needle.
Even so, the three men couldn't hold him down. Finally, two more guards came up, and the iron bed even made a sound of being unsupportable.
An Xuan was immediately taken out of the room by the security guards who arrived.
Although it looks more like an eviction.
"What's going on?" The man wearing a light green brooch gasped and stared at An Xuan. Under the heavy isolation suit, the sweat on the man's face could not be concealed.
There is no name on the green brooch card, only a number. Through the number, you can know the other party's level and specific permissions.
The man's rank was the same as An Xuan's, which was why he didn't ask the guards to arrest An Xuan immediately.
But this place is a man's territory, and it is directly under the jurisdiction of the Night Watch headquarters.
The Executive Department also has no jurisdiction.
But he didn't want to offend these people because of this. After all, he had to rely on them to really deal with Crimson.
"What did you do to him?" He frowned and stared into An Xuan's eyes, seemingly trying to determine whether the other person was lying.
An Xuan shook his head calmly, "No."
"How could he suddenly lose control without him?"
"have no idea."
After a while, a man with a blue mask came out of the room, ran over in a hurry, took off the mask and said: "He... his level suddenly deepened, as if he had been exposed to it recently. Those things, a week ago..."
After he said this, he suddenly stopped talking because he found that An Xuan was also looking at him calmly.
The man with the green brooch and the mask came to the corner and immediately lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on?"
"It should be the sequelae of the incident a week ago." The masked man said quickly: "Many people went on a rampage that time, and one of them was near this cell."
"He must have been exposed, but to a low degree. He did not react immediately, and our subsequent inspections did not detect it."
"Damn it!" The man with the brooch stuck cursed in a low voice.
"Go and send that person away." He ordered: "Then notify each team to seal off this area immediately, and everyone must check it, regardless of their recent performance."
"good."
Under the escort of the guards, An Xuan was sent out of the country with courtesy. The guard who drove the car was very polite to An Xuan. The two were similar in age, but one was Class A and the other was Class D.
"This is the bathroom, I'll wait for you outside." the guard said.
An Xuan nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."
After entering the bathroom, An Xuan walked directly to the last cubicle, then turned around and locked the door.
The next moment, his body was leaning against the door, his pupils were shrinking, and his body was shaking uncontrollably. Countless bloodshot eyes immediately occupied his eyes. He tried his best to suppress the sound of breathing, and his heartbeat was like a drum.
He raised his trembling hand, and a door vaguely appeared above it.
"Is this... the price..."
