"Mr. Tuote, please come in."
The two armed men behind him urged him on, but it was clear that they didn't have much animosity towards Tuote.
"Okay, thanks for the reminder." Tuote nodded slightly and stepped into the tiger's mouth in front of him.
Recalling how he ended up in this situation, Tuote could only manage a wry smile.
Originally, Weier and Hela were thrown out of the car, but they ended up landing right on a police car belonging to the SWAT team that came to their aid.
Without saying a word, the special police force apprehended the two men, verified their identities, handcuffed them, and took them to different prisons.
Weier was alright; she was just taken to a regular women's prison.
Tuote, on the other hand, was in a bad situation. He was a mad scientist, and his relationship with Hela led to him being sent to the world's most terrifying prison.
Vortex Prison.
Just like its name suggests, once you get involved, there's no escaping it.
Those imprisoned here are all heinous superhumans and terrorists, some with more than a dozen lives on their hands, others who have committed acts that pose a great threat to society.
Tuote was one of the least criminals in the prison, and the guards, who usually dealt with fierce-looking people, naturally had a better impression of someone as refined as Tuote.
Upon entering the prison, the quiet atmosphere made Tuote feel the temperature drop a few degrees.
Each cell is made of specially made tempered glass, and a dozen prison guards patrol the small corridors, keeping a close eye on the prisoners' every move.
Further inside is the area specifically for imprisoning people with superpowers.
Since Tuote is also considered a [ Symbiote ], he was naturally placed in this area.
At that moment, Tuote noticed another person being escorted.
Unlike Tuote, this man was escorted by nearly ten fully armed prison guards, and it appeared that he had been imprisoned for some time.
Every prison guard had their guns, with the safety off, pointed at the man, their eyes fixed on him, not daring to relax for a moment.
Tuote focused his attention on this person.
His hands were handcuffed behind his back with special handcuffs, his five fingers were also firmly held in place by finger cuffs, and even his feet were handcuffed with leg irons, making a crisp friction sound with each step.
His body, as if starved for countless days, was covered in wounds, both new and old, with needle marks all over his neck and wrists.
A blood-stained bandage was wrapped around his right eye; it was unclear whether there was an eyeball inside.
What shocked Tuote even more was that this man's mouth was handcuffed!
The man seemed to notice Tuote's gaze and turned to look with his remaining left eye.
"No looking around!"
Just as he looked at Tuote, a SWAT officer standing next to him struck him on the head with the butt of his rifle.
A trickle of blood slowly flowed down his cheek. The man withdrew his gaze and dragged the heavy iron chain forward step by step.
Tuote glanced at the handcuffs on his wrists, then at the other person's back, and swallowed hard.
Did that person blow up the Earth?!
If Hela were present, she would definitely recognize that this disheveled person was none other than Ye Yiqing!
Tuote was taken to a designated location, changed his clothes, and then taken to a place resembling a medical room, where he was injected with a drug in his neck.
The moment he received the injection, Tuote felt his physical condition begin to decline drastically, only stopping when it returned to the level of an average person.
"Don't be afraid, this ability, which is designed to suppress the abilities of [superhumans] and [ Symbiote ], won't cause you any harm."
The doctor said a few words, and then Tuote was taken to his cell and began his prison sentence.
Tuote sat on the hard bed, looking at the simple surroundings, but he wasn't particularly afraid.
Because he knew that someone would definitely come to rescue him!
Meanwhile, in another special area of this prison.
A blonde woman wearing a white coat and glasses walked down the corridor leading to the special cells, carrying a medical kit and a box of food.
Just as I was about to reach the door, two men in white coats stained with blood emerged from the special cell.
"So, any progress?"
The blonde woman stopped and looked at the two men with somewhat fierce-looking faces.
The two men exchanged a glance, their previous hostility vanishing, replaced by weariness and helplessness.
"After more than two hours, we've finally gotten a little bit of information..."
He emphasized the word "a little bit".
"What intelligence?"
"Information that is of little importance and is very vague; at best, it only narrows down the scope for me."
The man sighed deeply, "It's true, even injecting him with hallucinogenic drugs and using [ Variant Artifact ] that can only make him tell the truth..."
This guy can completely blank out his mind and clench his lips without uttering a single word! He's even more impressive than someone with professional training!
I really don't know how someone in their early teens managed to do that.
The blonde woman patted the two men on the shoulder. "Alright, thank you for your help. Leave the rest to me."
After saying that, she entered her password and fingerprint, then pushed open the door and went inside.
The spacious room was entirely white, with walls, floors, and ceilings all made of a special, incredibly hard material.
In the very center of the room, there was an oddly shaped chair, with various medical instruments beside it.
The person sitting in the chair was Ye Yiqing.
At this moment, his entire body was covered in marks of torture, and his long, blood-stained hair hung limply down, obscuring his gaunt face.
Blood mixed with an unknown liquid slid down his neck, across his prominent collarbone.
Mingming his already very thin body, his muscles were still clearly defined, making him look like a work of art.
The hands had distinct knuckles, but the nails were full of bruises, and the nails on two fingers had long since disappeared, exposing the bloody flesh to the air.
The woman skillfully opened the medical kit and took out a needle and thread.
Ye Yiqing reflexively tilted her head back, exposing the Xiaoxiao wounds on her body, waiting for her to stitch them up.
Instead of the expected pain of the needle and thread piercing the skin, a tingling sensation began to spread from the skin.
The woman withdrew the anesthetic needle and began stitching him up.
Upon seeing this, Ye Yiqing smiled faintly and said, "Thank you..." in somewhat broken English.
"It's alright. Giving you a couple of injections of anesthetic occasionally isn't against the rules. Besides, I can speak Great Xia Language, so you don't need to speak English. It's fine."
The woman skillfully stitched up the wound, and looking at Ye Yiqing's almost perfect figure, she couldn't help but swallow hard.
After finishing the stitching, she took out a lunchbox, removed the muzzle from Ye Yiqing's mouth, and fed him.
Because Ye Yiqing was completely locked up and unable to move, the blonde woman had to feed him spoonful by spoonful.
"If you keep going like this, you'll die sooner or later. Can't you just tell me everything you know?"
Ye Yiqing ate the unpalatable food bite by bite, without answering her.