The warden who guards the witches

After separating Frenda and the two prisoners in Room 6, Aiden moved a chair and sat down opposite Veronica: "So, I think you will cooperate with my work, right?"

Veronica looked at him strangely, her eyes half confused and half wary.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Isn't it a basic procedure to find out the matter and deal with it? You have been a police officer yourself, so there is nothing strange about it, right?" Aiden started to ask questions on his own, "You say it first Let’s talk about what happened, the more detailed it is, the better.”

"..." Veronica still stared at him without saying a word.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Aiden sighed: "What, you don't want to say it? Isn't there anyone willing to cooperate with my work today?"

"I don't like taking a bath with those criminals." Veronica suddenly said.

Aiden was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was saying and started listening to her carefully.

Veronica continued expressionlessly: "So I deliberately delayed going in until everyone else had finished washing, and then I heard someone talking in the dressing room while I was washing - werewolves have better hearing than ordinary people. "Many, so I heard clearly. Those two people were blackmailing the succubus in the locker room. They asked the succubus to give them money, otherwise they would find an opportunity to maim her."

Aiden nodded slightly, this statement was quite reasonable.

The barrier of the Rose Iron Prison can seal magic power. A prisoner like Faile who has nothing but her natural ability to cast spells is like a weakling with no power here. More importantly, she is very rich. In the eyes of experienced robbers like Catherine and Anna, they are just walking money bags.

"Then you go over and stop them?" Aiden smiled playfully, "You have a sense of justice."

"I just think they disturbed me." Veronica frowned.

"Then you started fighting? Who made the first move?" Aiden narrowed his eyes.

Here is the crux of the problem. Normally, people like Catherine and Anna who bully good and fear evil are unlikely to take the initiative to provoke Veronica.

Veronica is not only a pure-blood werewolf, but also a death row prisoner who will be executed soon. It is easy to kill them without any worries.

This is why Frenda immediately believed that Veronica committed the crime. To be honest, Aiden would not believe it if Veronica answered that they were the ones who committed the crime first.

But Veronica shook her head: "When I went to the locker room to warn them, they pretended to be honest on the surface. But when I returned to the bathroom to continue washing, I heard them in the locker room. There was a sound of fighting. Then I went back to the locker room and saw the two people kicking the succubus hard. I couldn't stand how much they did it..."

"You just took action?" Aiden smiled meaningfully, "Okay, so according to you, Feier was knocked unconscious by the two of them?"

Judging from the results of this fight, Mayfair's injuries were much more serious than those of Anna and Catherine. To determine responsibility, this matter must be clarified.

"..." Veronica was silent for a while and then answered, "No, it's soap."

"What?" Aiden didn't understand.

"When I started beating those two people, the succubus tried to escape in the chaos, but slipped on the soap I threw on the floor, hit his head on the cabinet and passed out. It was just an accident."

"Oh? You told me very honestly."

Aiden felt a little surprised. If this was the case, then the responsibility for Faile's concussion would be attributed to Veronica's fault, but Veronica admitted it outright.

"I have a clear conscience anyway." Veronica said calmly.

"If that's what happened, why didn't you make it clear from the beginning? You didn't even defend yourself when Frenda said something about you."

"If I tell you, will you believe me?" Veronica's expression was blank.

Aiden thought for a moment: "Whether I believe you or not, everyone will decide for themselves after I finish asking. But if you don't say anything, others won't even have a chance to believe you, right?"

After saying that, he stood up, waved to the prison doctor, and went to the room inside to check on Feier's condition.

Just when he put his hand on the doorknob, Veronica's voice came from behind: "Thanks in advance."

Aiden was stunned for a moment and turned around in surprise: "Why are you thanking me? I just asked you to tell me what happened. This doesn't mean that I already believe you."

"I just want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to speak." Veronica sat on the chair with her back to him and said slowly, "Very few people give me the opportunity to speak, just because I am a werewolf."

"Really..." Aiden couldn't say anything more. Every word of Veronica's words carried an unusual weight, and he couldn't figure out how to answer it for a while.

He opened the door and saw Mayfair lying on the bed in the center.

"How long will it take for her to wake up?" He came to the bedside and asked the prison doctor next to him.

"I don't know, but if the warden wants her to wake up immediately, there is a way." The prison doctor said and handed over a silver needle to suture the wound.

"Prick her with this?" Aiden couldn't help frowning, "It's a bit inhumane."

"No, I mean, warden, just prick your finger with this and feed her a few drops of blood." The prison doctor said in a professional tone, "The succubus can absorb magic power from a man's body fluids and recover from the injury. ”

Aiden glanced at the prison doctor suspiciously, and the prison doctor nodded firmly.

He hesitated for a few seconds, and finally chose to prick his finger with a silver needle, then brought his finger close to Mayfair's lips and squeezed a few drops of blood into her mouth.

Fei'er reacted immediately. She moved her brows, then stuck out her tongue and licked the little bit of blood on her lips.

The next second, she stood up suddenly, took Aiden's finger into her mouth, and sucked hard.

Aiden was startled and subconsciously wanted to pull his fingers away.

As a result, Mayfair grabbed his wrist reluctantly and shouted in a daze: "Nectar! This place smells like nectar just now!"

Aiden simply pulled out the gun from his waist and put it on Mayfair's forehead: "There is no nectar, but the gun can make you full!"

Mayfair was so frightened that she opened her eyes and met Aiden's eyes.

After blinking her eyes twice, she suddenly forced herself to raise the corners of her mouth and smiled awkwardly: "Sir Aiden, what are you doing? Why are you pointing a gun at people? They are afraid..."

"Keep pretending!" Aiden hit her on the head with the handle of the gun.

"It hurts!" Feier covered the place where she was hit in aggrieved tone.

"Now that you're awake, answer my question! What happened in the locker room?" Aiden didn't bother to talk nonsense with her and started interrogating her straight to the point.

After hearing this, Fei'er reacted immediately, and suddenly started to accuse: "Wow, wow, wow... Master Aiden, let me tell you, those two bitches actually blackmailed me in the locker room and even beat me. I'm scared to death!"

While she was crying, she threw herself at Aiden. Aiden put a gun to her head and pushed her back expressionlessly: "Don't touch me. If you post this again, believe it or not, I will count you as attacking a prison guard and kill you!"

"I know, I know..." Feier curled her lips and then calmed down.