Chapter 192 - 192: Maya, Goodnight

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

In fact, No. 12 was indeed interested in Maya’s little tricks. After all, changing Yue Xin’s clothes and combing her hair differently gave him a strange sense of accomplishment. No. 12 thought about it as he thought about what he should do to make Yue Xin ask him to help comb her hair. Usually, it was Maya who would play with Yue Xin’s hair. He wanted to play too.

“No. 12, can anyone outside give me what I want?”

Yue Xin’s voice was calm like a machine.

No. 12 frowned. Yue Xin’s condition seemed to be different from usual. “Of course.”

No. 12 wasn’t lying. Ever since he was in charge of Yue Xin, the outside world had repeatedly reminded him that Yue Xin was special. As long as Yue Xin made a request, no matter what it was, the outside world would satisfy her. This was also the reason why No. 12 had always accompanied her to fool around.

Yue Xin’s emotionless order sounded in his earpiece. “Bring Fiona Thompson to me. Now.”

No. 12 stopped smiling and the emotions in his eyes gradually surged. “Alright, please wait a moment.”

Yue Xin hung up the phone and slowly moved Maya to the bed. Then, she covered her with a blanket and turned to leave Maya’s room.

Yue Xin’s eyes swept across the jasmine she had raised with Maya, the bookshelves they had made together, and the dumbbells they used to work out. Then, bit by bit, she closed her heart. Her hand was on the doorknob. As the door closed, the memories of the two of them living together were cut off. With a click, the door was locked.

“Good night, Maya.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

No. 12 was as efficient as usual. In just 10 minutes, he brought Fiona Thompson, the person in charge of Building No. 3, to Yue Xin. Fiona was tall and stood in front of Yue Xin, two heads taller. Her facial features were exquisite and sharp, but because she had not seen the sunlight for many years, her skin was a little sickly pale. It reduced the aggressiveness of her facial features and made her look more dispirited.

There were many prisoners in the Land of the Fallen. Some had been forced in, some had taken the initiative. The Land of the Fallen was a chaotic area. For ordinary people, it was hell. For people who already lived in the gray area, it was the best shelter.

Fiona had treated this place as a shelter. She had sold too much information outside, but she did not want to be in a faction or be restricted by others.

Therefore, after being chased by many factions at the same time, she escaped into the Land of the Fallen and became the person in charge of Building No. 3. She continued to rely on selling information to survive. Other than having to submit a 70% protection fee to the prison, everything else was fine.

Fiona, who had been captured by No. 12, still did not understand the situation. In her opinion, Building No. 3 was an existence that all the other buildings in the prison had to be on good terms with. No matter where it was, obtaining information was equivalent to controlling the situation. The weight of Building No. 3 was self-evident.

Fiona usually dealt with the prisoners in Building No. 1, but no matter who it was, they respected her very much. It had always been others who begged to see her, begged her to sell information, and were forcefully brought to see someone. This was the first time in the Land of the Fallen that she was forcefully taken.

In this affronted mood, Fiona’s tone wasn’t good when she spoke. “So? What the hell did you call me here for? Can’t you call?”

Of course, she knew that Yue Xin’s identity was special, but so what? Yue Xin’s specialness was nothing to her. If she was unhappy and did not sell information to Yue Xin, it would not affect her at all.

Thinking of this, Fiona heard Yue Xin ask calmly, “Who killed Maya?”

After No. 12, who had been standing at the side, heard her words, his right hand suddenly trembled, but it quickly returned to normal.

Fiona wasn’t surprised to hear that Maya was dead; it was as if she’d expected this. “Oh, she’s really dead.”

Fiona scratched her head and didn’t even look at Yue Xin. She just said, “Don’t worry. The fire won’t burn you. Can I go back now?”

Fiona knew everything about Yue Xin and Maya. If Maya died, Yue Xin would definitely be sad for a while, but it would probably only be limited to sadness. In the Land of the Fallen, the prisoners in Building No. 1 were just goods. They could not do anything.

“Who killed Maya?” Yue Xin repeated the question.

Fiona’s eyes flashed, and she was surprised. “I can’t answer you. This information has already been bought.’

“Who killed Maya?” Yue Xin repeated, ignoring Fiona’s words. She approached Fiona step by step, her face expressionless, making it impossible to tell her emotions..