342: Chapter 330 Helping 342: Chapter 330 Helping [Special Visiting Room]
The Border City Prison detains many valuable death row inmates, and frequently, personnel from units subordinate to the World Bureau or large corporations seek to converse with these inmates to garner information.
Therefore, a specialized visiting room is established on the outskirts of Border City Prison.
A special glass acts as a partition.
The entire process is conducted under the watchful eyes of the prison authorities, and if a prisoner is found attempting to influence the visitor, they could likely be executed on the spot.
The intensity of surveillance in the visiting room is primarily determined by the danger posed by the prisoner.
Luo Di’s threat level was reduced to the lowest tier during his incarceration, personally downgraded by the Prison Director.
Thus, the visiting room he uses is relatively lax in managent, providing a sowhat private space.
“Mr.
Di, the journalist Ms.
Erica von Strauss from Horus dia in the Capital City is already waiting for you inside.
The basic precautions need no detailed explanation.
If you feel uncomfortable with the conversation and wish to stop, just wave towards the cara to signal us, and we will prematurely terminate this visit.”
“What if I want to extend the conversation ti?”
“Visiting ti is generally fixed at fifteen minutes.
If you wish to continue after the ti is up, we will conduct a safety evaluation, and if there are no issues, you can proceed with the conversation.”
“Alright, let in.”
Creak!
The revolving iron gate slowly opens.
Luo Di’s heart rate uncontrollably rises; even in Hell, facing various dangers, he has never felt this tense.
Clang!
The iron gate closes and locks.
The wide-angle cara inside the visiting room activates the environntal data collection mode, capturing not only the images of both individuals but also gathering environntal information, assessing and predicting potential dangers.
However,
today, there’s a small gray speck on the surface of the cara, as if a piece of dust had entered the chanism.
…
“Hello, Mr.
Luo!
Or is calling you Mr.
Di better?”
Her platinum curly hair falls just past her ears, her cold white skin showing a faint blush.
The semi-rimd gold glasses accentuate her cornflower blue pupils even more.
An ivory double-breasted trench coat paired with a champagne silk shirt, and a black pencil skirt reveals long legs wrapped in at-colored stockings, subtly raised muscles indicating she often sprints across news sites.
The high heels underfoot seem either slightly ill-fitting or she herself is a bit anxious, lightly shifting or tapping her feet.
She holds a bronze-colored, old-fashioned notepad and a soft pencil, for use only in the prison zone.
At this mont, she looks with a cheerful smile through the glass partition at the death row inmate erging through the iron gate, encumbered with electronic tal shackles head to toe.
And her smile seemingly relaxes the death row inmate on the other side slightly.
…
Luo Di looks at the blonde reporter before him, instinctively recalling a server he t on a vacation island, sharing the sa blonde hair.
Though differing in deanor, height, and age, Luo Di perceives a thread of similarity in essence.
“Use the second title.”
“Alright, Mr.
Di!
I’ve specially learned Chinese and used to frequently travel to Jupiter City for business trips.
I’m here today mainly to ask you so questions about Moon City, hoping you won’t mind.
If you feel uncomfortable or prefer not to answer, just say so; even if you don’t speak, I’ll try to judge by your facial expressions.
If a question seems unsuitable, we’ll move on to the next one.”
“Alright.”
The two sit a ter apart from the glass partition, beginning their normal conversation.
The initial questions are routine, probing into a general overview of the events, questions Luo Di had responded to multiple tis at the Investigation Bureau.
Yet, he answers earnestly, even disclosing so unrevealed details.
Just as the interview seems to proceed plainly, the journalist suddenly lowers her voice, throwing out an odd question:
“When you stayed with Ms.
Wendy, did you sleep in the sa bed?”
As she poses this question, her cornflower blue pupils show signs of rapid contraction, intensely staring at the death row inmate across the glass, staring into his eyes.
She doesn’t seem to be observing the inmate’s emotions, but more like judging if he’ll lie.
But Luo Di didn’t reject this question; he even answered it right away.
“No, on the day we rented the room, she slept in the basent.
Afterwards, in the orphanage, we also slept in separate staff beds.”
The reporter caught the key point in this sentence and continued to ask, “Since you stayed in a staff dormitory for at least over a week and there was only one bathroom.
Every day being covered in sweat at the orphanage, you must take a shower when you get back, right?
You showered together, didn’t you?
She’s so clingy to you and sees you as her only savior, she’d definitely want to get close to you in every way possible, right?
Like scrubbing your back, massaging, even helping you relax all your muscles.”
“No.”
“Did anything intimate ever happen between you two, or did Mr.
Di want to punish her physically?”
“No.”
The reporter nodded, still taking notes seriously, “Oh~ So Mr.
Di wasn’t as bad as one might imagine.
I thought your experiences on the vacation island might have tainted you with so invasion factors, after all, anyone who’s co in contact with Hua Yuan is sowhat influenced.
Living with such a detestable, loathed girl as master and servant, I thought you might have carried out so physical punishnts.”
Saying this, in the corner depths.
Sowhere amid a pond crawling with flower-like at, a young girl in the bloom of youth lay on a lotus in the center, engaging in so strange behavior, but suddenly… Achoo!
A sneeze made her instinctively dress up, her brows furrowing.
…
“That’s all for today’s interview.
Ah, high heels really don’t suit .”
The reporter stretched lazily while taking off her high heels and stood directly on the prison floor in her stockings.
At the sa mont,
In the monitoring room of Border City Prison, on the screen, the two were still having a normal conversation, with the reporter maintaining a standard posture taking notes.
“Didn’t expect you’d cause such a big ss right after I left… Moon Killer, tsk tsk tsk~ When we et at the class reunion and talk about our identities.
This title of yours will surely scare the classmates to death.”
“Scare them more than you could, Squad Leader?”
“What’s so scary about ~ ‘Monster’ is just a term given by the World Bureau.
I’m just an unemployed graduate who didn’t find a job and had to seek employnt in the Corner.
Pfft~ Speaking of which, even the Squad Leader couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
But Luo Di continued to look up and down, “Is this your Monster Avatar?”
The Squad Leader imdiately spread their arms, showing off the journalist’s body, “Yeah, not long ago, I just stabilized my state in the Corner, learned through so secret channels the way to descend an avatar back to the Earth’s surface.
The cost is rather high for a monster like who hasn’t been in the Corner for long, and there are many restrictions.
But thinking of you, Luo Di, sensing the part of my tissue left in your pituitary, I decided to give it a try, considering I would have to do this sooner or later anyway.
This journalist conveniently died in the area where my avatar descended, so I borrowed her identity.
I can only move for a very limited ti, so let’s get straight to the point.”
“What do you want to do?”
“The situation in the Corner Depths is more troubleso than I expected, and I couldn’t find Teacher Guo, nor rely on an organization like the Sisterhood.
Conducting it alone is quite a tough spot right now.
And Luo Di, you probably need a few months to even a year’s ti to co by, and I can’t wait that long.
So I need you to help out in advance.”
Luo Di listened to this statent, staring at the Squad Leader with a strange look.
“Help with what?”
The Squad Leader akimbo, stepped forward proactively, “What else could it be, aren’t you currently connected to Hell?
Take to True Hell; I want to see if I can acquire sothing good over there to break my deadlock in the Corner.
After all, I was also resurrected through Hell, and having accompanied you to Mr.
Hook’s punishnt room, I should be able to go with you, right?”
But Luo Di shook his head, “I’m not sure, because this isn’t a world anchor like the Fifth Hospital.
I connected over there using the identity of Spine and have a demon body as a consciousness carrier.”
“Try it out; after all, I left a part in your body, maybe it can take there.”
“Border City Prison is tightly managed, moreover, I need to go to the deepest part of the prison’s special inmate room and sit on a chair that enhances consciousness perception to connect, can you disguise yourself to get in?”
“Are you underestimating , Luo Di?”
The Squad Leader touched the glass with her fingertips, which instantly turned into the sa material as the glass, and then the whole person passed through the mbrane directly, penetrating inside.
Standing before Luo Di,
On tiptoe,
Leaning close to the face,
Cold gaze,
“Kiss …”
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