Chapter 570 [Chapter of the Fatal Game] Twenty: The Final Madness

At the end of the hour after 8 o'clock in the evening, Rajesh arrived at Cell 010, followed by a short, fat middle-aged man and another prisoner who looked like a child.

The middle-aged man looks unremarkable, similar to most middle-aged Ruke natives, but his temperament is very calm, and he does not have the rough and arrogant aura that Chen Yan imagined.

Chen Yan knew that this person was William without asking.

After William entered cell 010, everyone except Chen Yan - including Rajesh, the two newcomers, and the gargoyles - all consciously left the cell temporarily.

"No matter what happens tonight, don't be afraid."

William looked at Chen Yan with calm eyes.

"You are my brother, you should have the same courage as me."

He stretched out his hand, and the child-like prisoner took out two wine glasses and a bottle of wine in a green flat glass from his prison uniform, and poured it for the two of them.

William took out a sharpened toothbrush from his cuff, swiped his finger, and dripped a few drops of blood into the cup.

Chen Yan didn't have a sharpened toothbrush, so he just bit his finger and dripped blood into the wine glass.

The two exchanged blood and wine and drank it all in one gulp.

William reached out and patted the shoulder of Chen Yan, who was half a head taller than him:

"Brothers."

He doesn't talk much.

"As long as you survive tonight, the future will be smooth!"

Chen Yan understood a lot from his words, but that was not what he wanted to happen.

He winked at the child-like prisoner, who lay down on the ground and got under Chen Yan's bed, clinging to the bed board.

This man was short in stature and looked very thin, so when he was lurking under the bed against the bed board, the prison guards could not see him during the first patrol after lights out.

"The kid will save your life. After that, it's up to you."

Chen Yan never spoke, just nodded silently.

William patted him on the shoulder again, turned and left.

After Big William left, other prisoners returned to cell 010 one after another, but most of them seemed not to be curious about Big William's arrival. Only the gargoyle warned Chen Yan with a gloomy look:

"Stay away from that guy. You won't save any money, but you'll still be covered in blood."

Chen Yan still didn't speak. After he came back from the office area tonight, he felt that he was tired of communicating with other people. Not only did he not want to talk, he didn't even want to talk.

'If I don't have a mouth, when people look at me, they will think, oh, this person doesn't even open his mouth, so he definitely can't speak, and talking to him will be useless, so they won't pay attention to me!'

"If I didn't have a mouth, I would be a disabled person. I receive the subsidy issued by the House of Representatives to disabled people. I don't have to worry about food and drink, and I don't have to think so much all day long, ha!"

The gargoyle hesitated for a moment, then took out his toothbrush and showed the pointed side to Chen Yan:

"By the way, this thing is very useful, you'd better prepare one...what happened yesterday, in the future the prison may replace the prisoners with softer toothbrushes, so that everyone will be softer again."

Chen Yan said:

"Then I won't have a toothbrush to use, and I'll have to endure bad breath all day long."

The gargoyle cursed:

"If it weren't for the stability of cell 010, I wouldn't have ignored you, you're crazy!"

Frank lay on Chen Yan's upper bunk, listening to the movement below, crying in his heart, hoping that Chen Yan, a lunatic, would not tell anyone about his secret passage.

On the opposite side of Chen Yan, Klein Justus always looked at Chen Yan with calm eyes.

He didn't speak to Chen Yan until there was almost no movement from others, until the lights-out time passed, until the headlights in the cell area were turned off, and the surrounding area fell into near darkness:

"I will die tonight."

Chen Yan asked:

"Are you talking to me now, or am I talking to me?"

He clearly didn't see Klein open his mouth.

Klein closed his mouth, turned his back to him, looked at him, and said:

"Is there a difference?"

Chen Yan scratched his head:

"It doesn't seem to make any difference."

Klein added:

"I will die tonight."

Chen Yan said:

"I'm not far away either. I can 'feel' that I'm only one step away from being corrupted."

"Klein, I don't even know if I'm corrupt now. After entering prison, too many things happened around me that were beyond the norm. These things are abnormal and shouldn't happen. But it's true. It really happened to me."

"Klein, I think all of this is fake."

He winked at Klein.

"I can't judge whether everything is true or false, I can only control myself to make choices at this moment——

Klein, you are a good person and deserve to be saved."

"I'm lending you my life - this kid under my bed is giving it to you."

Klein refused:

"This is not something you can control. Everything is out of control and I am no longer me."

Chen Yan said:

"It's not that serious. Just lift the curse. I know the secret behind this matter."

Klein asked:

"Why on earth did you save me?"

Chen Yan was questioned, his face flushed with anger, he got off the bed, stood in the center of Cell No. 010, stood up straight and stretched out his arms:

"For justice!"

His behavior almost shocked the others, even the kid under the bed who was just a tool was really stunned.

The gargoyle cursed:

"What the hell are you doing!"

Chen Yan suddenly reached out and took out the revolver, facing the gargoyle's face:

"Justice will be served!"

The gargoyle was suddenly pointed at by such a madman with a black hole in his gun. His scalp was so frightened that it exploded. He forced himself to calm down and said:

"Good brother! Don't get excited! We are one of our own!"

Chen Yan held a gun in one hand, took two steps forward and lay down on the guardrail of the gargoyle's bed, looking at the gargoyle with wide eyes:

"Do you think there's something wrong with my eyes?"

The gargoyle looked at the muzzle of the gun that was still pointed at him and said in a trembling voice:

"There's nothing wrong with it! There's nothing wrong with it!"

Chen Yan was furious and loaded the revolver directly:

"You fart! My pupils are broken! They are broken! You are lying! You can't see!"

There was such a big noise in Cell No. 010, but the patrolling prison guard seemed not to hear it at all. Chen Yan suddenly turned his head to look outside the security door, and then turned to look at the gargoyle:

"What's the time now?"

The gargoyle stumbled and said:

"Lights out just now, it's past 9 o'clock!"

Chen Yan opened his eyes wide and became furious:

"You fart! It's clearly 11 o'clock!"

He turned his gun and pointed it at the silent newcomer, one of the two who just came in today:

"Say! What time is it now?!"

The newcomer raised his hands and trembled:

"It's 11 o'clock!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the watch on the newcomer's wrist turned rapidly, and it actually reached 11 o'clock in the evening!

Chen Yan didn't pay any attention to why the prisoner had a watch, and he didn't know why the hands on the watch quickly turned to 11 o'clock. He just saw what he wanted to see, and laughed loudly.

After laughing, Chen Yan took back his pistol and looked excitedly at the safety door of the cell and then at the gargoyle:
To be continued...