Pluto, Prison Zero, Operating Room

The super concentration of anesthetic was directly injected into the neck, and Mr. 10526 lay on the operating table in a trance, with a dazzling shadowless lamp in front of him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Man is not truly lonely, only true evolutionary man is lonely."

Dr. Lecter prepares the surgical instruments.

"It's sad that they don't trust any life!"

Dr. Lecter's assistant laid out the surgical towel.

"Why can I go against you for the sake of the Red Lotus? Who knows! I just relied on my instincts to act. ”

A sharp, white scalpel reached into his mouth.

"10526 - Qin Luo! Are you a natural evolutionary? ”

No pain, no sensation.

"When I was five years old, I met a stranger who forcibly shoved the evolutionary equation into my brain, and since then I have mutated, I am an artificial evolutionary."

Mr. 10526 watched as his vocal cords were pinched out with tweezers.

"I've tried the same equation many times, why are everyone else semi-evolutionary, but I'm perfect?"

Fluid runs down the esophagus into the stomach.

"Why? Why? Why me? ”

The tyrant's cold voice faded away.

Mr. 10526 remembered that in the previous soul cast, he had written the evolutionary gene code he had just mastered into an equation, grabbed a child casually, and forcibly engraved it in his mind.

He was going to see what would happen, but he was discovered by the Federation and killed by a single shot while fleeing.

That kid is now the tyrant.

Oh, it turns out that the root of everything is still in him.

So, by the same equation, why is it that only tyrants are perfectly evolved?

Mr. 10526 felt the anesthesia slowly subside, and he suddenly couldn't help but smile at the corners of his lips.

With his eyes rolling, Mr. 10526 looked at Dr. Lecter, who was doing compositional analysis on a bench not far away.

"Dr. Lecter." Still a gentle voice.

Dr. Lecter subconsciously looked up, a little unresponsive.

"Dr. Lecter."

Dr. Lecter turned abruptly, looked at Mr. 10526 on the operating table, and asked in surprise, "Are you talking?" ”

Mr. 10526 moved, and found that he was tied up and couldn't move at all, and he resigned himself to not moving.

"Of course it's me." A gentle and calm voice.

Mr. 10526 looked at him with a sideways smile.

Dr. Lecter subconsciously looked at the laboratory table, where were the severed vocal cords still lying, obviously they were cut off, why could he still speak?

An inexplicable sense of horror filled Dr. Lecter's heart.

"Why can you ...... Speak? "It's like having your vocal cords cut off. Dr. Lecter stared sharply at Mr. 10526.

"Isn't that weird? The healing power of evolutionaries far exceeds that of humans, especially the core. Mr. 10526 explained patiently.

"Do you want to have it? This magical power? The warm and magnetic voice suddenly had a strange power quietly joining in.

Dr. Lecter frowned, wanting to shake his head, but he wanted to nod. Then he came back to his senses abruptly and stared at Mr. 10526: "You tempted me? ”

"Is this a temptation?" Mr. 10526 asked rhetorically, and he smiled cleanly and brightly.

Dr. Lecter did not reply, his eyes were extremely clear as he looked at Mr. 10526 and did not hesitate to bring him a silence device.

Mr. 10526 rolled his eyes in shock and helplessness, he reflexively wanted to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.

"I don't trust you!" Dr. Lecter tapped the appliance on Mr. 10526's face and said coldly.

Grass! Hastyly!

Mr. 10526's pupils constricted suddenly, then rapidly dilate and spread out, almost to the entire eyeball. A black, chaotic torrent swirled in his eyes, instantly captivating Dr. Lecter's full sanity.

Dr. Lecter felt his body lose control, and after seeing the strange eyes, he untied Mr. 10526 and removed the silence device he had just tied.

"Good." Mr. 10526 sat up and looked warmly at Dr. Lecter who was standing on the side of the operating table with his whole body tense and stiff.

"You want to study evolutionaries, good! But......" he said softly, squeezing Dr. Lecter's chin, "it's better to experiment on yourself to get the most intuitive understanding." Isn't it? ”

The handsome man with a gentle smile, close to Dr. Lecter's ear, said softly: "There is an equation called the evolution equation, I can give it to you~ But you remember, don't tell anyone, otherwise, you!" Yes! Die! Oh! ”

The evil and darkness under the pure smile quickly dyed Dr. Lecter black. The honey of the evolutionary equation slowly flowed in his ears, and his eyes widened and narrowed, overwhelmed.

A strange force flowed silently through the low laughter, and Dr. Lecter's world suddenly went blank.

――――――――

Confederation, Bobeli City, Central District

After breakfast, Anne put on her overalls and got ready to go to work.

"Goodbye, dear." Anne kissed Charles goodbye with her bag.

"Sister Mom! I want it too! Little Bailey pointed to her face, blinking her big eyes and milky coquettishness.

Anne stretched out her finger, nodded at her, and said angrily: "My share, let your father give it to you." ”

"Dad, mom and sister bullying the baby~" Little Bailey, who is a big ghost, immediately went to Charles to complain.

Charles picked up little Bailey and smiled as Anne walked out.

As soon as Anne opened the door, she saw a strange woman standing in front of it, smiling at her.

"Hello, I'm Winnie Breits."

Anne looked at her helplessly and asked, "Come to Charlie?" ”

"Yes." Winnie bent slightly, "Please allow me." ”

Anne looked back at Charles, who shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Charlie doesn't want to see anyone, I'm going to work." Anne took a step forward, ready to close the door.

"I'm here to ask about Qin Luo, please give me a little time." Winnie immediately opened her mouth to explain, "I got the news that Qin Luo wants to escape from Pluto. ”

Anne looked up at her suddenly: "I'm a counselor, and your lies can't escape my eyes." ”

"Really." Winnie affirmed with a sincere expression.

Anne is a psychological counselor who is best at micro-expression observation, but Winnie happens to be best at regulating micro-expressions.

For five minutes of being stared at by Anne so fiercely, Winnie wondered if she could fool her.

When her smile stiffened, Anne finally stepped out of the way before leaving, and invited her into the house.

Charles sat barefoot on the carpet and teased his good daughter, and he didn't invite her to sit down or invite her to a glass of water.

Winnie had to bow slightly: "Hello, Mr. Hotony." ”

"Although your micro-expressions are well controlled, your voice is a little trembling, not because of the tremor when you see a stranger, but because you are nervous and afraid. What are you afraid of? Lies are debunked, discovered. Is Qin Luo going to break from prison? Pluto's Prison Zero is not so easy to break from. Ms. Winnie Breits. ”

A calm voice came out of Charles's mouth, and Winnie was shocked that he could judge her mental activity by just her voice before he saw her.

"He is the most talented behavioral analyst in the Federation." Winnie exclaimed.

Charles was neither proud nor complacent: "If you are here just because you are admiring, please go." ”

Winnie said, "I would like to ask Mr. Hothony to return to the Information and Intelligence Section. ”

"Jack has been here no less than 100 times, do you think you have what it takes to convince me?" Charles asked rhetorically.

"Nope." Winnie shook her head.

"Since I didn't say anything." Charles replied.

"Dad, Dad, hold high." Little Bailey wore an angel headband and stretched out her hand.

"Okay, hold it high." Charles held up his daughter and laughed.

Winnie touched her nose a little embarrassed, she looked at the father and daughter who had a loving interaction, and had no choice but to speak: "I went to Pluto to see him, and he left me a word: the call from the depths of hell brings sin. ”

Charles's doting smile faded immediately, and he looked at Winnie with a sad expression.

"Do you know where this sentence comes from?"

"Yes."

"Do you know who she is?" Charles asked again.

"She?" Winnie wondered.

"She, Siren."

"The gods of the mythology of the old calendar."

Charles put his daughter down, pointed, and said to the virtual screen, "Ellie, take Bailey to the bedroom to play." ”

The virtual pet Ellie gradually appeared in the air, and a beautiful white dog with long hair fell to the ground, rubbed Bailey, and led her back to the bedroom.

Charles walked barefoot around the carpet, and kept spinning and turning, until Winnie was a little dizzy, and he stopped.

"Your lies may really come true."

"What?" Winnie was stunned.

"He's going to break out of prison!" Charles paused and looked at her.

"How is that possible? Like you said, there's no way Prison Zero could have allowed him to escape so easily. Winnie twitched the corners of her eyes.

"Siren, a Siren, is his follower." "Have you ever been asked about Prison Zero?" ”

"No, I've only reported it to Chief Jack, and Corey's people know that."

"Anything else?" Charles looked at her, "Is anyone else asking you?" ”

"Nope."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure." Winnie had a flash of light in her mind that she hadn't been able to grasp.

Charles sat on the couch, his legs crossed and touching his chin.

Winnie brushed her hair and asked, "Is Mr. Hotony going to get involved in this?" ”

"No, no, no, I don't want to get involved." Charles immediately refused.

"I hope Mr. can keep an eye on Qin Luo." Winnie said.

"That's not your purpose, you just used Qin Luo as a brick and stone to knock on my door." Charles looked up.

"Yes." Winnie said, "But what I just said is really what he told me—when I asked him for clues about Kauss. ”

"Kaus?"

"Kauss, the most gifted student of the Commonwealth Life Discipline, is missing. He killed his teacher Deranor, who had been seen the other day in the 43rd district of Babecara, and the surveillance recorded that he had killed the man-eater Scarlet Night. Winnie said.

"I don't have anything to do with that." Charles said.

"You got the news from that sentence that Qin Luo was going to escape from prison, and I just wanted to get the whereabouts of Kaus from him."

"He's lying to you! He just wants to convey the idea of his imminent escape from prison to his follower, the Kraken, through your mouth. Charles shrugged, "That's it." ”

"I'll tell Chief Jack all this." Winnie said.

"You feel free." He pointed to the door and expressed his willingness to pick up someone.

"Mr. Hotony!" Winnie wanted to open her mouth to plead.

"I just want to live well and be with my family." Charles whispered, "Stay away, farther away from that demon that can tempt humans." Once you've got the search for Kaus and that demon involved, he'll be going to play games against him, and you'll go find the Siren, who might know Kaus's whereabouts. ”

He really cherishes his current life and doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone.

Winnie bowed her head, "I know, but, Mr. Hotony, you really can't-"

"Shut up! I said, I just want to live well! I don't want to go through the shadows and pains of my childhood again! That's the pain of my life! Pain! It hurts! I want to despair when it hurts! Suicide! It hurts so much that I feel ...... God is dead! He roared angrily.

Charles violently kicked Winnie out of the house.

He leaned against the door, flustered.

"Dad!" Little Bailey stands at the door of the bedroom with the stuffed bear in her arms.

Charles walked over and took her in his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Dad...... Don't be sad! Little Bailey reached out and touched Charles's face.

"Daddy isn't sad." Charles sniffed and smiled.