Infinite Flow: An Invitation from World B

Chapter 19 Closing the Door and Releasing Su Zixu

The fact that Xisanken took the initiative to find them was an unexpected surprise, and all three of them smiled and quickened their pace.

Su Zixu followed behind Ron and saw that as Ron ran, a very small thing fell to the ground—a small silver ring.

After picking up the ring, Su Zixu, who was about to call out to Ron, saw that the two had already run far away, so he put the ring in his pocket and hurriedly caught up with the two ahead.

Xi Sang looked at the three people walking quickly towards him, raised one hand, and interrupted Lao Zeng who was about to speak: "Let's make this clear first, I'm not helping for free, I need the wages."

"Brother Xisang, that's only natural. If you do a lot, you can get a share of ours too." At this moment, the three of them had come to Xisang, and Old Zeng was the first to agree to this.

"I've always been curious, many people here don't look like they're from China, yet I can understand what they're saying. How is that possible?"

Su Zixu secretly leaned over to Old Zeng and asked the question that had been puzzling him for a long time.

"It's hard to explain, that's how it is in dreams. Just consider it a bug in the dream, otherwise how can we survive if we can't even communicate in the most basic way?"

Old Zeng was slightly displeased with Su Zixu's interruption, but still gave a rough reply.

"Let's go." Xisang got up from the stool, interrupting their conversation.

He wasn't interested in what the two of them were saying. He could leave in two more years, as Quaid had promised him. He wanted to save up some money before he left to pay for his mother's medical treatment.

With Xisang's arrival, Old Zeng's gloomy expression finally eased considerably. The four of them found the young prison guard who had led them to the bathroom yesterday, and the young guard's gaze fell on Xisang's face.

"There are only three of us in this room, and we're short-handed. This brother is willing to help, so let him come with us. Having more people will help us complete the tasks you assigned us better, right?" Old Zeng had great respect for the young prison guard.

Upon hearing Old Zeng address him with the formal "you," the young prison guard's demeanor changed, a hint of arrogance appearing on his face. He immediately took it upon himself to make the decision:

"Alright then, let's do it your way." He then waved to everyone and strode towards the basement of Zone 2.

The journey was uneventful. After giving the four men a few routine instructions, the young police officer who escorted them to the bathroom prepared to leave.

What he didn't notice was that Su Zixu had already closed and locked the door the moment he entered the bathroom.

By the time the junior prison guard noticed, it was too late. The other three were also stunned for a few seconds when they saw Su Zixu's actions.

However, the moment Zeng and Ron made eye contact with Su Zixu, they immediately realized what was happening and flanked the young prison guard from both sides.

Xisang was more shocked than bewildered. He wanted to say something, but all he could do was raise his helpless arm, not knowing what to do.

"What...what are you going to do?!"

The young prison guard had completely lost his earlier arrogance; he had gone through his entire life in his mind.

Aside from his usual sycophancy and vanity, he felt he was a good person and shouldn't suffer retribution.

Before he could even utter "Help...", Ron covered his mouth with his own, and Old Zeng quickly locked the young prison guard's hands behind his back.

"Don't be afraid, we don't intend to do anything to you. The boss just wants to ask you some questions."

Su Zixu had been observing this young prison guard for a long time. He was a simple-minded person who wore his emotions on his sleeve, and judging from his demeanor, he was a minor character who would be easy to manipulate.

Most importantly, he saw this person and the prison guard with the number 057 standing together and talking to each other both yesterday and this morning, and their relationship seemed unusual.

"We'll release you now. Don't shout. If the boss finds out you're not cooperating, we can't save you. Nod if you understand."

"Is this how the boss always asks questions?"

The young prison guard had his doubts, but under pressure from the other party's intimidation and for his own safety, he nodded vigorously.

"Are you familiar with the prison guard with the number 057?" Su Zixu paced back and forth, still putting on airs and asking in a cold voice.

Ron released his grip to allow him to answer the question.

"I'm not very familiar with this."

Immediately afterwards, the young prison guard received a solid slap across the face, which was now burning hot.

"I...I kind of remember now, it's that colleague with the scar on his face, right?" The young prison guard's voice trembled, and he almost cried as he spoke.

As he spoke, he looked up at Su Zixu's gloomy face, his gaze making Su Zixu's heart pound.

"Go on."

"He and Quaid were on good terms. I heard from others that he did things for Quaid and received a lot of benefits in return."

"So you're trying to get something out of it too?" Su Zixu interrupted the young prison guard. "You'd better tell the truth and say something useful. I've seen you two getting very close lately."

These were not the things he wanted; Su Zixu was trying to steer the conversation toward the clues he wanted to hear.

Realizing his whereabouts had been exposed, the junior prison guard finally confessed: "I did want to get some benefits, so I went to find '057.' Everyone knows he's Quaid's confidant..."

"You keep calling me Quaid, how dare you address the boss by his name?" Adhering to the principle of going all out, Su Zixu interrupted the prison guard and reprimanded him sternly.

"Yes, yes, boss... the boss's confidant is '057,' only by getting close to him can we get more benefits..."

"How did he become a trusted confidant?" Su Zixu finally asked the crucial question.

"You...don't know?" The young prison guard was somewhat surprised, feeling increasingly strange.

"Of course we know. We were sent by the boss to keep an eye on '057.' We're here to see if you know that. If you dare to utter a single lie, I'll immediately take your head and send it to the boss."

Su Zixu's expression was somewhat ferocious, his gaze fixed on the young prison guard's face like an eagle's, as he spoke each word slowly and deliberately.

"I really don't know how he became a confidant..." Before he could finish speaking, Su Zixu raised his arm, ready to slap him again.

"Don't...don't hit him! I know the previous '057' wasn't him. To be honest, if he hadn't been valued by Boss Quaid, I really wouldn't have thought much of him."

"He used to be a prisoner, and a serious offender in Zone 2!" The young prison guard shrank his neck and blurted out a lot of words in one breath.

"How long have you been working here?" A storm raged in Su Zixu's heart. The "009" that Lizzie mentioned appearing in the reading room at night was probably the current "057".

A prisoner, overnight, transformed into a prison guard.

"I've been working here for 15 years, since I was 20." The young prison guard was unsure if his answer satisfied the men, and remained timid.

"You'd better tell the truth." Su Zixu narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Even Ron and Old Zeng looked at the prison guard with surprise.

"Looking young isn't a good thing!" The young prison guard seemed to know what they were thinking and tried his best to defend himself.