Twin Cities: I am the man of many myths

Chapter 9 Prisoner No. 516

On the second floor of Fugen Tavern, Sevika looked at Hilco, hesitated for a moment and then said, "No, I haven't found anyone yet."

"Then what are you doing here?" Hilco asked calmly, smoking a cigar.

"I was wondering if it would be better if it was like this?" Sevica said. She then explained to Hilco, "She often sneaks out, and this time is no exception. She will come back on her own when the time comes, right?"

In response to Sevika's words, Hilco shook his head, picked up the document beside him and threw it to Sevika.

"This time is different."

Sevika didn't look because she already knew what had happened.

A building in upper town exploded, killing six law enforcement officers. Someone must be held accountable for this.

The person who died was a law enforcement officer, not an ordinary person. Besides, the people in the upper city should use their brains. Those who don’t will throw the problems to the lower city.

It's a good thing that Jinx disappeared, as it prevented the law enforcement officers from discovering the crazy woman when they searched the Fulgrim's Tavern. At the same time, from Sevika's selfish point of view, it was also a good thing that Jinx left the Black Alley, because that woman was a troublemaker, and nothing could be done with her around.

So, Sevika said, “This is just right.”

"Just right?" Hilco knocked on the table, looked at Sevika, his face grim, and asked calmly, "Tell me, what is just right?"

"She wasn't here, and the people from the upper city who came to investigate found nothing. This," Sevika explained hesitantly.

"Her absence is the worst thing." Hilco interrupted Sevika, holding his forehead with one hand, and then said: "Don't worry, I have taken care of it. Marcos solved the problem. This is an accident."

"Accident?"

"The death of six law enforcement officers can be called an accident?"

Hilco raised his head and looked at Sevika: "Otherwise, why would I cooperate with him if I supported him?"

"." Sevika was silent.

"Keep looking until you bring her back."

"understood."

Sevika turned around, opened the door and walked out.

Sitting in the room, Hilko smoked a cigarette, exhaled smoke rings and looked at the ceiling. In the past, Hilko would see a touch of blue there, and the long braids would hang down like catkins swaying in the wind.

But now, there is nothing.

In a voice that sounded like he was talking to himself, Hilco murmured, "This is the longest time you've been away from home. It's been three days."

In the past, when Jinx ran away from home, she would usually come back at night or early the next morning, but this time it had been three days. Jinx had never been away from Silko for so long, which made Silko feel a little annoyed.

In Jingshui Prison, a tall woman walked up to the warden. Looking at the warden who was as tall as a wall, she took a deep breath and suppressed the uneasiness in her heart.

"uh-huh?"

"I'm law enforcement officer Caitlin, and this is my document." said the policewoman in a robe.

"what's up?"

"I need to speak to one of your prisoners."

"Talk? The prisoners here don't like to talk."

Caitlin paused, then said, "He was beaten by his accomplices. He must have something to complain about. He was sent here today."

The warden's eyes moved, and he lowered his head and said, "Oh, Prisoner 2135, I know, but he may not be able to see you."

Caitlin was anxious, "Why?"

"Something happened," said the warden.

"what's up?"

"In short, it's a...not very good thing."

The warden said to Caitlin.

Caitlin was stunned.

On the 43rd floor underground in Stillwater Prison, Caitlin took a deep breath and walked out of the elevator.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, she heard a dull sound. Following the sound, Caitlin walked forward. "Boom!"

As she got closer, Caitlin could hear the sound clearly. It was the sound of fists hitting the wall.

Then, she saw a man in the cell with his back to her, punching the wall continuously.

In the dim light of the hallway, Caitlin saw a number.

[No. 516]

Prisoner No. 516.
How long has she been here?
Looking at the numbers, Caitlin couldn't help but think, 516, this number is too early. You know, the one who committed the crime today was 2135, who had just been sent in.
The other person also noticed Caitlin, turned around, and revealed a beautiful face with messy pink hair. The hair on her forehead covered the corners of her eyes, and there was a capital VI symbol tattooed under her left eye.

"Who are you?" the woman asked Caitlin.

Caitlin replied, "Caitlin."

“Hmm?” The woman paced back and forth in the cell.

Caitlin opened the file of Stillwater Prison and continued, "I looked at your file. There is no information about you, and no criminal record. Why are you in prison?"

"I'm just too cheerful." The woman suddenly walked in front of Caitlin, scaring her.

She calmed down and continued to ask: "You beat up a prisoner who just arrived today, No. 2135. Why?"

"Can't you hit him?"

"We're investigating a case and he's the only eyewitness," Caitlin said.

The woman lowered her head, shrugged, and said, "Well, this is really a bummer."

Seeing that the other party was not moved by her soft words and refused to give a direct reply, Caitlin sighed and turned away: "It's really a waste of time."

"is not that right?"

"Hey, remember to say hello to that one-eyed guy in Hilco for me."

Caitlin stopped walking, a trace of doubt flashed across her face, and then she returned to the cell with the documents. Looking at the woman stretching her shoulders inside, she couldn't help but ask, "Hilco, the industrialist from Bottom City?"

"Businessman?" The woman was stunned and raised her eyebrows. "Forget it, I don't want to waste time talking to you."

"Could you please send in the people who want to beat me up so I can have a good fight tonight?"

Caitlin was silent for two seconds. She felt that the other party had some misunderstanding about her.

The newly arrived prisoner, the industrialist who called the shots in Base City, and the other party's words, plus Caitlyn's original suspicion that the Zaun gang had a behind-the-scenes leader, put all these things together and Caitlyn trembled, and suddenly thought of something.

Then, she took a few steps forward, approached the cell, spread the document across the iron bars, and asked:

"Do you know this?"

The woman in the cell was originally indifferent and didn't care about Caitlin's words, but when she took a look and saw a photo with a monkey graffiti pattern, she rushed up instantly, looked at Caitlin with bright blue eyes, and said loudly:

"Where did you get it?"

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Zaun, Dark Alley.

Li Ke looked at his house covered with graffiti and the walls painted with giant monsters and monkey warriors, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Jinx, where the hell did you get all that paint?"

"Paint?" Jinx, who was painting her masterpiece on the wall with her bare feet on the table, turned around and looked at Li Ke who had just returned, and smiled widely.

"A kind person gave it to me," she said.

Li Ke was too lazy to complain.

Good Samaritan.

Do you mean the kind-hearted person who had a gun pointed at his head?
That's really kind of you.

Li Ke just crossed his arms and looked at the busy Jinx.

You know what, Jinx’s drawings are really pretty.

(End of this chapter)