Witch containment diary

"Please come in, this place is big, the hot water is just right, and we have enough towels, why not treat it like a resort hotel?" Roy invited.

Its cheerful tone helped to ease the tension, but the witches remained wary.

Katie glared at them, prompting the witches to obey, and they shuffled, cautiously, into the shower area.

Some experienced witch prisoners went to find a shower head with fast hot water, while other witches gathered in twos and threes in the cubicle to chat.

"This is my first time in jail."

"Is there a concession stand here?"

"I was imprisoned in the city jail with humans, but now I finally see our fellow witches."

"The water is so cold..."

Katie walked around with her baton, and soon there was the sound of running water in the bathroom.

She wasn't just showing off. If she saw someone shuffling around or talking in a low voice, she would wave her stick at them. After a few rounds of lessons, they soon became obedient.

Zhang Su took the time to take a look at the file, hoping to find the thorns in it and teach him a lesson.

The blond Les Corrin stood next to Zhang Su, working together to register the witch.

"I don't like the Witch Prisoner," said Lescolin.

"Maybe because of their supernatural characteristics." Zhang Su raised his head.

"Some people will be confused by some romantic concepts, such as 'righteous thieves who can also steal' and 'desperadoes who rebel against the order,' but these are all made up to increase the sense of contrast. Criminals in reality She is both vulgar and despicable, and will not hesitate to hurt others." Lescolin glanced at the cement shower room with deep disgust in her eyes.

"I think it's because they are not used to it. Because they join hands to fight against the enemy, witches can breed witch eggs with humans freely. The number of witch populations has increased to tens of millions. It is too difficult for them to smoothly integrate into the legal system. The law was originally used to guide human life," Zhang Su said.

"Are you saying that extraordinary beings should have their own laws?" Lescolin asked.

"I don't know the situation in the spirit world, but the spirit world must have formulated regulations to adapt to witches and stipulate the privileges of witches. We stipulate that witches cannot use magic power on ordinary people, but witches in the spirit world should be able to release magic power as they wish. Before our eyes It is estimated that these 28 criminals will not be imprisoned at all in the spiritual world." Zhang Su said.

He knew very well how difficult it was for witches to follow the rules. Some witches just released their magic power at will and unknowingly broke the law.

Lescolin thinks it makes sense.

Zhang Su's vision is indeed broader, and she realizes that human society does lack a code that specifically regulates the lifestyle of witches.

The two major groups of humans and witches were only forced to join together due to the invasion of demons, resulting in the current nondescript situation.

He could think of the witch's plight, and perhaps it was this compassion that made him particularly attractive to the witch.

"Then how do you plan to deal with the witch prisoner?" Lescolin asked.

"The reasons why they commit crimes are very complicated, such as despair and trauma... but the biggest problem is poverty. Due to public opinion issues, human companies rarely recruit witches. They can only take exams to join the public service, do low-end jobs, idle, or Do some freelance work. Witches are marginalized people in the human world," Zhang Su said.

"The civil service exam is easy," Lescolin said. She can see other people's papers with her psychic vision.

"It varies from person to person," Zhang Su said.

"Witches can live two or three hundred years, and they can take exams more than a hundred times." Lescolin said.

"You have such a long life just to pass the civil service examination?" Zhang Su shook his head.

"It's better to sit at home and take exams than commit a crime." Les Colin disagreed.

"Not everyone has their own home." Zhang Su said.

Wet footsteps sounded one after another, and there was a constant squeaking sound when treading water. After being thoroughly cleaned, they filed out, skin rubbed pink.

Katie called out their names from the list and threw talcum powder at them.

A large bag of powder fell on them, and soon it was stuck everywhere from their necks to their toes.

Afterwards, they put on the new cotton prison uniforms from An Hospital. There are two sets, one is long-sleeved and striped, thicker, prepared for witches who have served more than a year in prison, so that they can survive the winter.

The other is short-sleeved, gray without stripes, a bit like home clothes. If you just squat for a few weeks, you can wear this kind.

"Hurry up!" Katie scolded them with a serious tone.

Zhang Su continued to look through the prisoner files.

[Yumei Eto, 62 years old, born on Sado Island, a complete necromantic path master, and a former corpse recovery officer of the Human Defense Project, tried to murder her husband to cheat the bail, and was sentenced to life imprisonment. ]

[Takeda Nazuko, 25 years old, born in Aomori, growing up in a chaotic life, stole 250,000 yen, sentenced to 2 years in prison. ]

[Kuramochi Aiko, 34 years old, born in Niigata City, growing up with malicious intent, attempted bank robbery, 10 years in prison. ]

[Sayuri Shida, 28 years old, born in Neo-Tokyo, in the growth stage of the blood pathway, attempted illegal blood sucking, and was sentenced to 6 months in prison. ]

[Delia Caldwell, 104 years old, born in Ross, complete elemental path, burned down a shop when seeking an opportunity to break the throne, 6 months in prison]

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They're all nasty guys.

Zhang Su was very impressed by some of them, such as Sayuri Shida. The witch in the blood path usually drinks voluntary donated human blood. However, she thinks it is fun for her prey to resist, so she will take the initiative to attack lone people and drink blood. A bad girl in New Tokyo.

Even now, Zhang Su has to take care of her and provide her with a ration of animal blood and plasma donated by the hospital.

Roy and Katie escorted them to the square.

They had taken a shower and put on new prison uniforms, and they were in better spirits than when they first arrived.

"What a new person and new atmosphere!" Roy said excitedly.

Its optical sensor swept around and started recording data according to Zhang Su's order to collect the physical signs of the witches.

Zhang Su looked at them. They had the sinister expressions of witches on their faces. Many of the witches had provocative, cunning and abnormal looks in their eyes.

He cleared his throat and began to speak:

"Welcome to Ansin-in. This is a witch asylum in Echigo. It was originally in a semi-abandoned state, but after several months of repairs, it is finally back to normal operation."

"Some of you may think that going to jail is a kind of torture, or that it means the end of life, but I think that life inside the walls is not necessarily a bad thing. You will re-experience what a regular life is."

"You may have committed a crime, but crime does not define you. Some people just make wrong judgments, or are driven by their own greed, ambition, and revenge. Your life in the shelter is enough for you to reflect on it."

"Anxinyuan will provide everyone with opportunities to repent, work hard, and more importantly, improve themselves. We will provide you with education and vocational training to ensure that you master a skill. Basic conditions such as food, health, and safety are also guaranteed."

"Many witches have received beneficial changes in Anxin Home. I have confidence in you. Now, please move to the prison area and go to your respective cells."

Zhang Su gave a concise speech.

The witches were thoughtful, and most of them were indifferent, but some witches relieved their tension. At least Zhang Su promised health, food and accommodation, and they would not have to starve here.

Most of them were removed from human prisons. It was too painful to live with human prisoners. The various temperaments and characters of humans were different from those of witches.

Now in such a professional witch asylum, where they are all of the same kind, they will feel more comfortable.

The "blood" witch Shida Sayuri was sent to the cell, and Zhang Su paid special attention to her because she had been sick since she entered.

"Is she anemic?" Zhang Su looked at her through the fence gate.

"...Without blood, I'm going to die..." Sayuri sat on the single bed in the new cell.

The cell was so new and she had just taken a shower. She felt better, but the anxiety of thirst for blood was still tormenting her.

According to Zhang Su's experience, the blood witch's anxiety will increase every hour since she becomes thirsty for blood, and her appearance will gradually become distorted, eventually transforming into a bloodthirsty monster.

These are fine with collars on, Sayuri will become a little weaker.

"I'll get you some blood." Zhang Su went to the kitchen, killed a chicken, and made a pot of chicken blood for Sayuri.

When he came back, Sayuri was already lying on the single bed, pretending to be dead.

"Be honest, Sayuri." Zhang Su opened the prison cell door, "I brought you food."

Zhang Su approached slowly, keeping a relaxed posture.

In his big hands, the basin filled with blood looked like a child's toy.

Sayuri became sensitive to the smell of blood, and her eyes glowed red.

Zhang Su was now able to observe Sayuri carefully.

Her skin was pale, and her prison uniform was tied tightly around her waist to highlight her slenderness. Her facial features were relatively elegant and neat. Her eyes were light gold in color, and the pupils were orange, like amber. Her black hair had been soaked in water, so it was close to her scalp.

Sayuri trembled, her pale fingers clenching the thin blanket.

"Here you go, drink it. Although animal blood is not as sweet as human blood, it can still satisfy your hunger." Zhang Su handed the blood basin to Sayuri.

"Ouch!" Sayuri took the basin, raised her head and swallowed hard, blood dripping from her chin, and the basin was completely empty in a few seconds!

"Be careful." Zhang Su took the blood basin back.

"I, I want more!" Sayuri felt that chicken blood could not satisfy her at all.

"Plasma bags will be available in a few days, but they didn't have time to deliver the plasma." Zhang Su comforted Sayuri.

"Give me blood!" Sayuri showed her gleaming fangs.

Zhang Su calmly faced Sayuri's crazy gaze, and his gaze was enough to make her feel a little afraid.

"In An'an Hospital, you have to learn restraint. Controlling your inner blood-sucking desire is your first lesson, otherwise you will be caught over and over again until you are shot." Zhang Su said.

"Let me drink your blood, just have a taste!" Sayuri cried.

"Try it." Zhang Su stretched out his hand.