Chapter 232: Secrets of the Prison

He wanted to explain, but he only ended up arousing the interest of the dark-haired beauty in front of him.
Hesse sighed, and just as he was about to explain again, he heard the beauty say, “Are you going to find the ‘monster’?” Seeing that the lights were about to go out and that he was in a deadlock with Hesse, Yan Chuan simply stated, “I want to go too. I want to know what it really is.”
Hesse’s eyelid twitched.
He put on a serious expression, his voice dropping: “Listen, that’s very dangerous. It’s not a place for you to go.”
Hesse walked over and tried to guide the Eastern beauty directly to the bed, only to have him tug at his sleeve.
“I want to go,” the dark-haired, dark-eyed beauty said earnestly, “You’re not here to serve time; you’re here to find something, right? If you find it, can you leave?”
His long lashes drooped, hesitating: “Does everyone in this prison know about it? That if it’s resolved, we can leave? Then take me with you. I won’t be a burden.”
“Please?”
At the end of his plea, the delicate and beautiful dark-haired beauty looked as if he might cry, his eyes more misty, tears almost hanging from his lashes.
[I knew he was a liar!]
[I learned that the first thing to do when entering a scenario is to cling to the key NPC!]
[They’re all werewolves here, and only my wife is a poor little thing…]
[My wife is getting better at being spoiled; it’s making me feel uneasy, excited above, and only able to watch below…]
[Suddenly shifting from prison drama to monster world, but my wife is still that beautiful wife!]
“They don’t know,” Hesse finally said after a pause, “Only a small part of the people know the secrets of the prison. They should all be asleep now.”
“Why are they asleep?” Yan Chuan grasped at the key point.
Hesse glanced at him: “The spices, everything provided by the confinement island prison has substances mixed in that can induce sleep. When they eat it, of course, they will sleep soundly overnight.”
“Then why didn’t I…?” Yan Chuan was puzzled.
There wasn’t any additional food supply for the prisoners in the confinement island prison. If it was related to food, logically he should have been affected too.
After all, he was the only one getting extra food from the prison doctor and guards.
“You ate too little,” Hesse said, showing a rare hint of helplessness, “and you’re picky. That little dosage isn’t enough to make you sleep.”
Yan Chuan:…
Okay, so he had escaped a disaster just because he was picky?
The prison’s food indeed contained spices, and Yan Chuan thought it was just for flavor, especially since the people here didn’t seem like they could cook well, needing a lot of spices to marinate and season.
And he indeed was a little picky; he found the spice taste too strong to eat, so he ate very little when he was with Hesse.
Of course, there was also the reason that he was still pretending to be a poor little thing in front of the other two.
In short, Yan Chuan really didn’t like eating the prison-provided food.
But the other prisoners were all eating the provided meals; if anything was mixed in, they naturally couldn’t avoid it.
“Is it only because of this?” Yan Chuan avoided the question that made him slightly embarrassed. “Why would they… make all the prisoners fall asleep?”
Wouldn’t it cause panic if this place turned into a monster’s backyard, a slaughterhouse, and the prisoners woke up to find their cellmates had disappeared?
“Some marginal figures won’t suddenly disappear without causing panic… it doesn’t eat everything…” Hesse paused: “In any case, you won’t be in danger. Now go back and sleep.”
He still held Yan Chuan’s wrist, not squeezing hard, just gripping his bone softly, trying to make him obey and sleep.
How could Yan Chuan listen to Hesse? He still needed to complete a task.
Who knows if he can determine what role Hesse plays in the storyline this time and what clues he could get by following this key NPC.
“I’m not tired,” Yan Chuan gripped Hesse’s sleeve, his tone particularly resolute. “Are you going to leave me? I’ll be scared alone; I want to follow you…”
“Don’t leave me here alone,” he lowered his eyelashes, from Hesse’s viewpoint, it looked like he was about to cry, his thick, curly lashes casting a shadow on his pale cheeks: “I won’t be a burden; please take me with you.”

The author has something to say:
Before going out, Yan Bao: I’m so scared, don’t leave me.
After going out: Thank you, but I need to go on a mission and find other men.
Chapter 74: Confinement Island Prison 11
In the end, Hesse agreed to Yan Chuan’s request.
Uncertain if it was Yan Chuan’s pitiful expression, when he said he would be scared alone, or something else entirely, but in any case, Yan Chuan followed him.
Seeing the Eastern beauty’s watery eyes, with tears almost hanging on the long lashes, Hesse couldn’t utter a word of refusal. He could only tell Yan Chuan that he could follow him, but he must obey.
Having said that, Yan Chuan naturally agreed fully.
The delicate and beautiful dark-haired beauty pursed his lips, revealing a faint smile, and with sparkling eyes, he thanked, “Okay, I’ll definitely obey.”
This expression was a bit playful, looking very well-behaved, no one would guess that what Yan Chuan was really thinking was that if Hesse didn’t go to the warden’s office, he would go on his own.
To complete the task.
Hesse had no choice but to take Yan Chuan along.
Strangely, perhaps due to the appearance of the “monster” tonight, the door of the cell wasn’t locked.
Yan Chuan watched as Hesse took a thin wire he had just noticed on entering, tinkering with it on the door for a while, and then managed to unlock it.
With a “click,” the sound wasn’t particularly loud, yet it felt especially pronounced in the deathly quiet corridor.
If the patrolling guards were still around, they would definitely hear the sound and come check what Yan Chuan and the others were doing.