Transform into a human

Deputy Warden Wen Qing was making his rounds in the prison and was planning to visit the Skin Painter. Although someone had sent the message through him, he was still afraid of causing any trouble.

In particular, Hong Ji, the warden of the Southern Continent prison, happened to be in prison number fourteen. Because of the Zhenhai Sword incident, many important figures gathered in the university city to handle the aftermath.

With numerous prisons under its jurisdiction, the headquarters does not appoint a warden for every prison to avoid redundant officials. In other words, under normal circumstances, Deputy Warden Wen Qing is the primary person in charge of Prison No. 14.

For convenience, the "cell" used for face swapping was placed on the first floor near the entrance. However, as soon as Wen Qing arrived on the first floor, she saw a sneaky figure.

"What's that up ahead doing?"

For some reason, the baseball cap wasn't changed into Downton's original prison uniform from Temporary Prison Number Nine. In addition, the guards had been told in advance not to cause any trouble, so theoretically Downton should have been able to evacuate easily.

But the problem is... he got lost!

Prison Number Fourteen was comparable in size to a large shopping mall. The intricate network of cells had him getting further and further away from the exit. Now, hearing someone call his name from behind, his first reaction wasn't panic, but rather—

Finally, I can find someone to guide me!

Without a word, he turned and charged forward, his powerful punch like an asteroid tearing through the atmosphere, a roar amidst the flames, determined to leave a crater on Wen Qing's face.

Meanwhile, Deputy Warden Wen Qing's mood fluctuated wildly within those short breaths.

The moment the other person turned around, he recognized this prisoner number one in prison number fourteen. He couldn't imagine how Yue Lai could run all the way from the third floor to the first floor under such strict supervision without making a sound!

This unexpected event caused him to pause for a moment, missing the best opportunity to strike. However, this experienced scout remained calm. It is well known that swindlers are weak in close combat. What harm could he do if he took a punch?

As for the flames surrounding the fist? That's just a con artist's charade. These sewer rats always use underhanded methods to disguise themselves as other paths, like painting their bodies red to pretend to be innocent, wrapping their fists with low-temperature fuel to pretend to be barbarians, or reciting a few lines of poetry to pretend to be a scholar... It's all just psychological suggestion!

Once fooled, the scammer will immediately resort to mystification to make the victim believe in his misjudgment. But he has arrested more scammers with compassion than the average police officer has ever seen. How could he possibly fall for such a trick!

To Downton's astonishment, this guy, who was most likely a spy, didn't choose to react quickly and avoid the blow by hiding in Downton's fist. Instead, he calmly "came to the front" and tried to take the punch head-on.

This startled Downton quite a bit, and he quickly restrained his strength, hoping not to kill someone!

But it was too late!

"Bang—!"

The deputy warden's nose was smashed by a punch, and his body flew backward, crashing heavily several meters away, leaving a shallow human mark on the alloy wall. He then coughed up a mouthful of blood.

This...this is a scam? Something doesn't seem right!

Fortunately, Downton held back a bit, and Wen Qing managed to reduce the impact of the collision by manipulating the airflow behind her after being knocked away; otherwise, her internal organs would have been smashed into mincemeat by that punch.

The experienced deputy warden made a judgment in the shortest amount of time:

"This guy had some kind of personal artifact hidden inside his body, which allowed him to evade the search upon his entry into prison!"

In his current state after being severely injured, he is no match for me. No, I need to get some help!

Just as the other party was about to take him hostage, at the critical moment, Wen Qing took out a paper airplane from her pocket, pinched it between her index finger and thumb, and quickly threw it into the distance.

But Wenqing didn't let go at the last moment before the paper airplane was released, and it actually took him flying and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

Level 2 Relic, Childhood Airplane, Effect: Take Flight!

Wen Qing turned around and saw that Yue Lai hadn't chased after her, so she quickly shouted in the local blockchain network of Prison No. 14:

"Highest alert! Highest alert! All units must completely seal off all internal and external access routes!"

"Prisoner Yue Lai has escaped and possesses a powerful evil relic. Avoid close combat!"

As the order was given, the long-dormant Prison No. 14 was like a giant beast awakening. The prison guards rushed to the armory, waking up the steam armors, their scarlet eyes lighting up, ready to devour anyone in the darkness.

All the cells were simultaneously enclosed by alloy partition walls, turning them into completely sealed cells that blocked sound, sight, and even air, with alarm bells ringing throughout the building.

All of this happened in almost ten seconds. Downton was completely dumbfounded. Why would an ordinary prison guard have his belongings?

Meanwhile, there was another person who was dumbfounded.

Kerr had only been on the second floor for a short while when he was having a heated exchange with a senior colleague. The senior colleague ignored his request to demonstrate his skills and just kept telling him to open the cell, but he hadn't learned how to pick locks!

Before any agreement could be reached, the partition wall suddenly collapsed, leaving no room for words or ears to slip through, and all around, the bells rang loudly.

Kerr's first thought was: Oh no, he's been discovered leaving his cell!

Having done something wrong, Kerr hurriedly returned the way he came, only to find in despair that the staircase between the second and third floors was also blocked by an alloy wall!

He suddenly remembered a piece of music:

Time flies like an arrow, and on New Year's Eve I have no home to return to... I die with injustice and resentment!

Yue Lai, who was watching the spectacle through another face, also started humming:

"We are at our wits' end, with nowhere to turn. I blame heaven and earth, and I blame you too."

As a relic hunter, he felt an itch to get his hands on the paper airplane the moment he saw it:

"Let's go out for a walk, maybe we'll find some lost items!"

……

Second floor, central control room.

Wen Qing arrived at the monitoring room with a disheveled appearance. His subordinate handed him a pack of wet wipes. Just as he was about to vent his anger, he suddenly saw a man with an icy expression sitting in front of the big screen.

"Warden, warden..."

"Disgraceful!" Hong Ji said coldly, "Making such a fool of yourself on your own turf."

Wen Qing was embarrassed and dared not speak. The man in front of her was a chief superintendent-level officer! Because of Yue Lai's matter, he had specially come from headquarters to take charge, so Prison No. 14 was not as lacking in high-end combat power as Tang Dun thought.

Hong Ji pointed to the big screen:

"Yue Lai is perfectly fine in his cell, what's wrong with you?"

"How is that possible?!"

He rushed to the screen, and "Yue Lai" was indeed lying in bed, not even the alarm had woken him up.

Could it be that skin-changing artist sent from above? But where would a skin-changing artist get any fighting power? Is he just a dirty worker? The dirty worker is here to kill that guy named Kerr, so why would he transform into Yue Lai? Even if he transforms into Yue Lai, he's still "one of us," so why would he attack me?

Therefore, that person must be Yue Lai!

Seeing the questioning looks from her superiors and subordinates, Wen Qing gritted her teeth:

"I'm certain that person is Yue Lai. With my keen observation skills, there's no way I could mistake him. As for the one in the cell..."

"It's most likely just some application of a scammer's tactics. You can't see through a camera's lens; you'd be able to spot it immediately if you went to see it in person!"

In a sense, he was not mistaken; that face was indeed Yue's.

Hong Ji suddenly started talking about something unrelated:

"I heard that Prison Number Fourteen is known as the 'Warmth Prison'?"

Wen Qing carefully considered her boss's words.

"Is he trying to downplay my influence and give me a warning?"

He carefully chose his words: "The prisoners gave me this name to mock me, and nobody really thought much of it."

The prisoners gave you the name; you're the boss in management!

Unexpectedly, he misunderstood his superior's intention this time. Hong Ji said meaningfully:

"Since it's sarcastic, it might be the opposite of what's meant to be. The 'warm prison' isn't warm at all."

Wen Qing broke out in a cold sweat.

Hong Ji continued:

"Each prison's funding is based on the number of inmates, and the treatment of prisoners is the same across the entire galaxy. I used to interfere too much, which may have given you a bit too much freedom."

"But this time, reporters from half of the Central Galaxy have come to University City, including many so-called human rights defenders. I don't want scandals to break out in the prison system."

Wen Qing quickly assured him, "Please rest assured, Warden!"

"Okay," Hong Ji nodded, "I'll go to the third floor myself and take a look. You stay here and keep an eye on things. Even if Yue Lai really did sneak out, he's locked up on the first floor now and can't move."

"yes!"

As the barriers on the second and third floors were opened, Hong Ji soon met Yue Lai on the third floor. The moment he saw the suspect, he had deep doubts about his subordinate's mental state.

No problem at all.

"Yue Lai?"

"Hmm?" Cavendish slowly woke up. "Yue Lai is... here. What's wrong?"

That was close, I almost let it slip.

Hong Ji's pupils suddenly dilated, filling his entire eyeballs, and he scrutinized Cavendish several times with keen observation.

He suddenly asked, "Where's your other face?"

Although he didn't think a conman with four tricks up his sleeve could pull any tricks on him, Hong Ji still maintained the necessary caution.

Cavendish was well-prepared. For him, whether the face is on his head or not, face-sculpting is a basic skill! He had prepared bionic materials when he left the laboratory, adjusted them with inscriptions, and carried them with him at all times.

"Didn't you take him away when he went to prison?" Cavendish feigned helplessness. "He was locked in the Tear Stone Box, wasn't he? I can't sense him at all."

Hong Ji thought for a moment, feeling that even the most incompetent subordinates at Prison No. 14 wouldn't make a mistake on such a procedure, so he cautiously said:

"Mr. Yue, your use of the word 'imprisonment' is inappropriate. Before the trial begins, it can only be considered 'temporary detention'."

"hehe."

Meanwhile, after Hong Ji left, the control room became quiet again. No one dared to mess with Wen Qing at this time, but the deputy warden felt that someone was whispering behind his back, and he could faintly hear low laughter.

Getting punched hard can indeed have hallucinogenic effects.

Moreover, although the "childhood paper airplane" is not an evil relic, it still has side effects after use. It will make him experience the feeling of "flying" for a short time, similar to riding a roller coaster, which is simply adding insult to injury to his current mental state.

He shook his head impatiently and instructed his subordinates:

"I'm going to wash off the bloodstains. Send a message immediately if there's any movement."

"yes!"

Wenqing walked out of the control room and went to the nearby restroom. She turned the tap to the far right, trying to use the ice water to clear her mind and eliminate some of the side effects of the paper airplane.

He had just rinsed his face when he suddenly saw a familiar man smiling at him from behind in the mirror, like a demon that had stepped out of hell:

"you……"

In an instant, the deputy warden let out a shriek like a mouse caught in a mousetrap, sharp and piercing, and at the same time threw out a paper airplane with lightning speed, instantly escaping from the bathroom. The whole process was smooth and effortless.

Kerr then finished speaking the last two words:

"OK……"

Kerr was stunned.

He was hiding well in the cubicle, but panicked when he heard someone washing their face. Then he realized that he had a different face, so what was there to be afraid of?

So he suddenly had a bright idea and decided to sneak out of the bathroom while the situation was still quiet. But when the police officer finished washing his face and looked up, he looked at him in the mirror and was as if he had seen a ghost.

Do I look that scary?

Soon, a commotion arose outside the bathroom, followed by a flurry of footsteps that struck Kerr's heart like drumsticks—he panicked too.

Once the evidence is proven, the punishment will be doubled. Now, even when he's back in jail, he can still argue that he's been inside all along.

"Oh, and there are sinks in the cells too!"

He glanced at the drain hole in the sink, made a snap decision, and transformed into "scum" to crawl inside, then vanished without a trace.

Outside in the corridor, still shaken, Wenqing shielded her subordinates and directed them to surround the restroom.

Although his subordinates deployed the defenses according to his instructions, their eyes were still full of suspicion.

The moment Wen Qing entered the second floor, the partition wall had already fallen. How could Yue Lai have come out from the first floor? There was only one way to get to the second floor: he had to get in before Wen Qing.

But if the other party is faster, how can you possibly escape?

Faced with the skeptical looks from his subordinates, Wen Qing felt a deep pain in his heart. Why should he suffer the doubts of his colleagues after bleeding for the police force?

He shouted angrily, "None of you believe me! None of you believe me!"

"The prisoner is inside now. The truth will come out once Commander Hong comes down!"

Time flew by in anxious waiting. The prison guards remained on edge, demonstrating a high level of professionalism despite their unreliable superiors.

A short while later, Hong Ji came down from the third floor with a gloomy face, and immediately began to berate him:

"Yue Lai was perfectly fine in his cell, how could he suddenly appear on the first floor!"

"And what are you doing here instead of monitoring the surveillance in the control room?!"

Wen Qing gritted her teeth: "Warden, Yue Lai is in this bathroom!"

Hong Ji: ?

"Damn it!" Hong Ji roared in fury. He completely abandoned any pretense of professional decorum, grabbed Wen Qing, and stormed in without a word, pointing to the empty restroom:

"You better find him for me, is it Chang Yue who's come to our prison number fourteen?"

Wen Qing was somewhat skeptical. She struggled to fall from Hong Ji's grasp and then carefully opened each stall, even checking the women's restroom, but found no trace of Yue Lai.

The subordinates whispered among themselves, "Yue Lai is a decent man, no matter how panicked he is, he wouldn't hide in the women's restroom, would he?"

On the contrary, their boss seemed to have lost his composure.

Warmth and compassion remain:

"Commander Hong, you have to believe me, Commander Hong! Yue Lai has definitely hidden a powerful evil artifact inside!"

"I saw him smiling at me in the mirror with my own eyes!"

Hong Ji laughed angrily: "You mean, even under a strict body search, Yue Lai could still be carrying two evil relics? One to beat you black and blue, and the other to teleport between different floors?"

Wen Qing gave him a look that said, "Sir, you finally understand."

"That's right, exactly!"

Eliminate all impossible options, and whatever remains, no matter how outrageous, must be the truth!

Hong Ji couldn't take it anymore:

"Fool! Good-for-nothing! A complete idiot! Wenqing, you are a disgrace to the name of this planet!"

"Take Commander Wen back to his office. He can come out when he's sober!"

"If you remain stubbornly unrepentant, then never come out again!"