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The eighth world 12
Zhou Bai walked up the stairs. The huge and luxurious chandelier emitted an almost brilliant light. It flowed down his meticulous blond hair, shining like molten gold, and then fell into the depths of his deep eyes.
He climbed up the stairs in a leisurely and leisurely manner.
The steps covered with pure white Ernst shag carpet spiral upwards, looking from bottom to top, they seem to be endless, extending to the boundary of heaven.
Zhou Bai has just returned from a "visit" to Shen Chen, who is planning to escape from prison.
Everything seemed to be going extremely smoothly.
In the incomplete plot that Zhou Bai received, Shen Chen's method of escaping from prison was not detailed, but with the information he now has, Zhou Bai can guess a thing or two.
Shen Chen¡¯s superpower is extremely rare. He can copy the energy that comes into contact with his palm, but the only flaw is that how long it takes for him to copy it depends on how long the contact lasts. This is why he committed such a serious crime and spent seven days in solitary confinement:
He needs the radiation waves from the emitter.
And radiation waves are the only way to open the food delivery port from the outside by destroying the power control device.
Zhou Bai narrowed his eyes and recalled the scene when he saw Shen Chen before.
The adult man huddled in the corner in embarrassment, his whole body shaking like a fallen leaf in the wind due to severe pain, as if it would break apart in the next second, his sweaty black hair stuck to his pale forehead, tight There was no trace of blood in his stretched lips, and his pupils were dilated, but there seemed to be something cold and bright in the depths of his eyes, allowing him to still maintain the operation of his powers even in a semi-conscious state.
Even so, he still refused Zhou Bai¡¯s help.
You know, in this prison where the warden has unlimited power, although it may be difficult to release a foreign prisoner, for him to make a human prisoner disappear in the prison, it is just a matter of flipping the palm of his hand. Just a matter.
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Zhou Bai raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction.
The plot in his own hands was incomplete, and coupled with his subsequent actions, the plot was like a wild horse that ran away, never to return. Under the current circumstances that he can control, Samar is too elusive, his background and purpose cannot be determined, and he is too suspicious. I am afraid that the risk factor for him is far greater than the use value.
So, he had other plans.
Zhou Bai casually put his fingers on the shiny handrail of the stairs, his white fingertips sliding lightly over it, and his neatly manicured nails glowed with a lustrous luster under the light.
And now it seems that Shen Chen did not disappoint him.
He lowered his eyes, and his golden eyelashes drooped. In the bright light, his eyebrows appeared gentle, but they seemed to contain a chilling coldness.
Zhou Bai took out a light white handkerchief from his breast pocket, carefully wiped the fingers that came into contact with the armrest, and then threw it casually into the trash can.
He stopped on one of the floors and stood at the top of the stairs.
Edward sat on a chair by the window, looking through the spotless tempered glass and casually looking at the scene outside the window.
This is the private dining room where the warden receives distinguished guests. It is surrounded by artificially planted green trees and flowers, and an artificial bionic sun light source is installed on the top. Looking down from a high place, you can see a lush green area, which seems to be different from the world on the ground. two.
Edward sips the black tea in the cup elegantly, his clear gray-blue eyes staring out the window for a long time, making it difficult for people to understand what he is thinking.
"Edward." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded.
Edward made a move, and the dark red liquid rippled in the snow-white bone china. He put the tea cup back on the table and turned to look at the source of the sound.
His brother, who had a similar face to him, stood a few steps away from him, looking at him deeply with eyes of the same color.
Edward's heart tightened.
With a gentle smile on his face without changing his expression, he replied: "Evans, come sit here."
Zhou Bai followed Edward's instructions, pulled out the chair and sat across from him.
"You seem to be quite busy. I haven't seen you anywhere these days." Edward said jokingly, as if they were just a couple who had been separated for a few days.sp; The eyes that are neither gray nor blue are like the frozen snow on the top of the mountain, glowing with a cruel steel color. His pale golden hair looked like flowing gold under the simulated sunlight, making his whole person seem unreal to the point of virtual reality.
The deep brows and eyes were cold and without any warmth, and they no longer had the liveliness and vividness of the conversation just now.
He waved to the attendant to come forward and take away the cold tea in front of him.
The dark red liquid located exactly at the seventh position in the cup has cooled into a darker brown color. The clean mouth of the cup has no trace of water stains, and it has obviously not been touched by anyone.
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