169. Prison visits
The next time I saw John, it was three days later, in the Royal Underground Prison.
His white face was covered in bruises, the corners of his mouth and nostrils were still stained with dried blood, and his robes were torn by whip marks, and they were covered with dried black stains. He sat on the tiger chair with his head unkempt and hung his head, the shackles around his wrists were rusty, and the black and red stains were stained with the blood and tears of the death row prisoners.
Through the decaying fence, people can smell a sour smell, and Kevin couldn't help frowning.
Unlike the last time I was detained, the light here was dark and damp, and the air smelled of sour rotting flesh. Even in the middle of the day, there is no light inside, only the candlestick on the stone wall emits a faint light. In the depths of the pitch darkness, there was a heart-rending cry from time to time, which made people's hearts hairy.
This is the place where death row inmates are held exclusively in the city of Toba.
Thinking of a clean and sunny aspiring young man who ended up in such a field, Du Yuhan couldn't help but sigh softly. He tried to go in and check, but was stopped by the jailer.
"Your Excellency can't help it! This guy is a serial murderer! β
Seeing the frightened face of the jailer, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
People are tossed to half-death, it's good to be able to speak, are you still afraid that he will kill people? Besides, without the bracelet modeler, its combat effectiveness is not worth mentioning at all.
Motioning for the jailer to open the cell door, the two men bent down and walked in.
"John? John? Half squatted down and whispered softly for a long time, but there was no sign of sobriety, Du Yuhan couldn't help frowning, and raised his head to give Kevin a look.
Kevin, who came to his senses, pursed his lips, and under Du Yuhan's cover, he secretly pinched his fingers, and a small ball of pure white light swished and sank into his dying body.
I saw that John was shocked, his face was slightly bloody, and his chest rose and fell violently. He coughed up a little blood foam, his fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes faintly.
"John?" Du Yuhan waved his hand in front of him.
The chapped lip snorted a few times, and John felt a pinprick in his throat, unable to utter a single syllable.
"Let's drink some water first." Kevin couldn't bear to take out the water bladder, carefully fed a few mouthfuls of water, and once again condensed into a spell and submerged into John's body
Body.
The cool well water was as moist as his throat, and John instantly felt much more comfortable, "Ahem...... Mr. ......"
Seeing that the other party was still gasping uncomfortably, Du Yuhan sighed helplessly. It's not that he doesn't want to continue, even if he heals John now, he will soon have a new injury, but it is better to take this opportunity to ask more useful information.
"What the hell is going on?"
John froze, his head bowed in silence.
"What's wrong?" Du Yuhan tightened his brows. According to common sense, shouldn't the other party explain to himself in a panic like last time? How did this happen?
But John only bit his lower lip and shook his head slightly. No matter how good he is, he just won't say a word.
Du Yuhan was a little anxious.
John harmed the nobles and was suspected of murder. This visit was an opportunity he had finally won by taking advantage of his status as an advanced modeler, hoping to learn about the relevant information. Originally, there was not much time, but this melon baby actually made an awkward scene.
Looking at the jailer who had been looking this way in the distance, Du Yuhan could only look at Kevin for help.
Kevin, who was standing on the side, frowned and looked carefully, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but snort coldly, "I only know now that you have a habit of helping others as a substitute for the dead." β
John froze, "You...... Do you believe I'm not a murderer? β
Du Yuhan rolled his eyes angrily, "What use do we believe?" Now that the whole city of Toba is convicting you of the murderer, the families of the victims are asking for your life outside the palace to be sentenced to death. β
Glaring at him a few times, a flash of joy flashed across John's face. But the next moment, as if he thought of something, the light in his eyes dimmed again, and he only smiled bitterly in frustration, "It's useless." β
"I agree with you very much, John." Kevin hooked the corners of his mouth, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. "Killed two people in a row and seriously injured the player. All these charges add up, even if Hill is alive, he can't accept someone like you to become a modeler, right? β
John was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and was faintly annoyed.
Kevin: What's wrong with this?
Although Du Yuhan was very surprised by his lover's sudden sharp attitude, he did not say anything to stop him.
"But I want to remind you of one thing. Do you think that your rotten life can pay for the sins you have committed in the eyes of others? With a sneer, Kevin glanced at him coldly, "Put away your fake remorse and guilt, you coward who doesn't even dare to apologize." β
"I didn't dare! Ahemβ" John's face flushed, and he couldn't help but retort loudly.
"Then you go and tell him yourself." Kevin casually clasped his hands on his chest.
"Ahem! Ahem...... I'm just going to talk to him face to faceβ" John looked stunned, his eyes widened, and his rebuttal was choked back. His lips trembled, "You, what do you mean...... Jesse, Jesse is still alive? β
"That guy is so bad that he won't even accept death, so he can only continue to bring harm to the world. Thankfully, he is now unable to move and can stay in bed in peace. Looking at that shocked and expectant face, Kevin smiled slyly at the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry to disappoint you." β
Hearing this, John breathed a long sigh of relief, his whole body went limp, and he slumped in his chair with a happy smile. The corners of his eyes were faintly red, staring at the dilapidated ceiling and muttering, "It's okay, he's okay...... Great......"
"Okay, you know everything you want to know, now it's up to you to sue me." Du Yuhan waved his hand, faintly impatient, "Do you remember what you did before?" β
John shook his head, "I just remember playing in the arena and wanting to win, wanting to win...... I feel that my brain is groggy, as if I am roaming in my memories and seeing many pictures. β
Walking on the twisted road in a daze, all kinds of memory fragments pass through the body. He didn't know where he was, he didn't know where he was going, he only heard a faint voice in the distance, and he kept guiding his feet forward, walking.
By the time he comes to his senses, he is trapped in his cell and is told that he is the one who killed Jesse.
"Are you feeling strange these days?" Kevin frowned and added, "Physically." β
"Something strange?" After thinking about it, John gave a general account of how he had been suffering from anemia and fainting lately, although he didn't think there was a direct connection between the two.
After exchanging glances with Kevin, Du Yuhan pointed to his neck again, "Let me see the mark on your neck." β
"Sigils?" John was stunned, "What mark?" β
Kevin pursed his lips and only looked down carefully, but did not answer.
The large curse mark at the mouth of the bowl snaked itself on the back of the neck, and the original pale red mark was now burnt red, with black-brown whip marks lying across it. Even so, traces of the characters are faintly recognizable.
And so it was.
Seeing Kevin bowing slightly, Du Yuhan patted John's shoulder, "I know the situation, you have to take good care of yourself." Hold on for a few more days and I'll figure it out. β
John, who was still bubbling with water, smiled wryly and did not speak.
Although I don't know what is going on, but seriously injuring the royal family and nobles, this crime alone is enough to make him die ten times, and the special care given to him by the jailers in the past few days is the best proof of this. Even if Du Yuhan has a high reputation, I am afraid that he will be weak.
"Thank you very much for your care, ahem...... I am very happy. John smiled faintly, "It's a shame that I didn't make it to your student, but it's a lifetime honor to be guided by youβ"
"What are you talking about?" This tone of confession made Du Yuhan frown fiercely.
But John only smiled and shook his head.
"If you can, please give me a message for Jesse." The corners of his mouth curved into a bleak arc, and his gaze diverged a little, "I-"
"I refuse."
Choked on the second half of the emotional words, John accidentally pulled the wound on his face, and immediately grinned in pain, and his expression became very funny, "Ahem...... Excellency! β
"My time is precious, and I don't have time to bring you any Rausch words." Du Yuhan raised his eyebrows casually, stood up straight and straightened out the wrinkles on his body, "If you have anything to say, just tell him in person." β
With that, he took Kevin by the head and left the cell without looking back.
Leaving alone, John's face was glazed over, and he was shocked back to his senses under the vicious glare of the jailer. He hurriedly lowered his head again, trying to narrow his sense of existence.
The air in the cell was foul and foul, and from time to time from the depths of the corridor came the stinging sound of scratching the wall panels and the frantic screams of the prisoners, which was still terrifying. Although the pain in his body was unbearable, he felt a lot more relaxed and even looked forward to it.
After a while, John seemed to remember something, his tense facial muscles softened, and a gentle smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
*****
The incandescent sunlight scorched the earth and swept away the gloom in the cell.
"How?" Kevin pulled out a towel and wiped his hands.
"Vic is right, it's the puppet mark." Even though he had left the prison for a distance, the sour smell seemed to still remain in his nose, and Du Yuhan couldn't help but sniffle hard.
For most advanced modelers, a puppet refers to a model puppet that is controlled by a node, and is usually a type of dead object. However, a very small number of modelers have mastered a method of controlling living beings - humanoid puppets.
Like the model golem, node linking is required to manipulate the golem, and the nodes of the humanoid golem are the puppet sigils that are placed on the controlled person.
The controlled person is no different from ordinary people in daily life, retaining his or her own way of thinking and acting. But once β‘β‘ controls and occupies it, it will lose control of the body, as if it has been taken away, and it will completely become an unconscious corpse.
The model artist can use the identity and ability of the guΓ² puppet to manipulate his behavior and language at will, and even cast the energy in his body.
As soon as he heard this, Du Yuhan couldn't help but interject.
"John only has a beginner's level, why can he release high-level spells?" Not only can it be unleashed, but the power is so amazing. If it weren't for the fact that the bracelet couldn't withstand this energy, it's really hard to say what the final result would be.
Vic glanced at the other party lightly to show dissatisfaction, "Have you forgotten the first condition for becoming a modeler?" β
First of all? Du Yuhan frowned lightly.
Kevin looked down and wondered, his eyes flashing, "Talent." β
"That's right." Nodding appreciatively, Vic cocked his legs leisurely, "He has the talent to become a high-level modeler, so when that person controls him, he can use the potential in his body to release the corresponding attack." β
Du Yuhan's eyes widened suddenly.
There is a vast sea of people, and he can find John, who is only at the beginner level, and even discover his high-level potential, so as to cast a spell on him. If you want to say that the person behind this curtain has not been lurking for a long time, it is estimated that no one believes it.
However, Du Yuhan did not miss Vic's little tail.
"The man?" He raised an eyebrow with a smirk.
Hearing this, Vic's face sank, and he looked at him left and right, and he was stunned to turn the topic away.
In this regard, Du Yuhan expressed great dissatisfaction.
"Hmph, that Vic guy must have something to hide, and sooner or later he will have to vomit out." He snorted indignantly, "John's kid is also stupid, he didn't even know that he was cursed, and he caused such a β‘β‘ annoyance." Didn't the teacher at the orphanage teach him that he couldn't just talk to strangers? β
Kevin didn't notice it.
Don't look at Du Yuhan always complaining about the dislike of those two little cubs, but he is proud of their progress in his heart. From the moment the date was put in prison, he ran around trying to make every effort to make a relationship, and he also wanted to see each other's situation with his own eyes.
"What are your plans now?"
"Looking for evidence, of course." Du Yuhan raised his hand and beckoned a carriage.
"Where can I find it?" From the smooth flow of the carriage, Kevin blinked.
"Of course there are people with evidence." Smiling mysteriously, Du Yuhan sat next to Kevin.
The coachman in front of him grinned with a smile and white teeth, "Two guests, I don't know where to go?" β
Du Yuhan hooked the corners of his mouth, "Prince's Mansion." β