Chapter 64: The sense of participation in group action failed, but...
Looking back on the whole thing, it was filled with a sense of absurdity and weirdness.
Unlike the bartender who was assigned to assist the chief priest in seizing the [heart], the pianist took the initiative to arrive at the ruined city two months in advance, and his purpose was to take advantage of the chaos to buy up expensive materials and weapons.
...Yes, this? Is his? own plan.
But as the [Heart] plundering plan failed, the chief priest left, the bartender disappeared, and the rest of the companions could not be contacted, the pianist who was hiding alone in the ruined city began to think about stable development.
Isn't there money to be made anywhere?
At first, everything went smoothly. The company grew bigger and bigger, and money kept flowing into the company's pockets. However, gradually, the partners around him disappeared one by one, and the number of people secretly spying on him increased. The pianist began to suspect that he had been exposed and prepared to conduct a secret investigation.
But? Before he? Really? took action?, he was accused of a false crime the next day and taken to a prison for detailed interrogation.
I entered the prison in the morning and was released in the afternoon. They even provided me with lunch.
...There is something extra inside my body.
"I can't help it. I can tell at a glance that you are not a good person. And I just happened to be close to you and your appearance is acceptable. I can only borrow your body for a while and change it back after the job is done. Who knows that you/his mother is also a soul type!"
"Shut up!"
The pianist suppressed his objection that he was not a soul type. He had to share a body with another person, which made him extremely irritated. But the only good news was that as long as he was emotionally stable, he could control his body most of the time.
Although the physical accident was troublesome, it wouldn't make him anxious. The main thing was...
"If I remember correctly, the members of Wild Dog are basically of A-level or higher danger level, and ordinary prisons cannot hold them. In other words, you met in the Forbidden Prison, right?"
The pianist's thoughts were interrupted and he looked at the person who spoke with some displeasure.
The other person? Standing half a meter away from the bartender, his face was obscured by a mask, and his eyes were completely blocked by the pulled-up hood, so that it was impossible to tell what his emotions were. Only his voice was calm and steady, not like the type who would be inferior to others?.
The pianist's eyes darkened, and his gaze inadvertently shifted to another shorter cloaked man, while he replied, "Yes, according to subsequent investigations, that is the Forbidden Prison."
Although it was expected, after the pianist's confirmation, the atmosphere in the box was still dead silent for a moment.
Chu Xiuyan, who was leaning over the sofa and reading the menu, raised his head and asked curiously, "Is the prison different from other prisons?"
The pianist noticed that his voice was very youthful and his posture was extremely relaxed, obviously putting himself on an equal footing with the others.
The bartender was drinking tea the whole time, as if the outside world had nothing to do with him.
Sure enough, these two mysteriously dressed cloaked men were not the bartender's subordinates, but to say they were in a cooperative relationship seemed a little too close.
The pianist was unsure of the relationship between the three. Although the bartender and he were theoretically in the same camp, there was no friendly tradition of mutual assistance among the strangers.
After a moment's thought, his body became out of control and another sound came out of his mouth.
It was clearly the same voice, but the tone, volume, and rhythm of the sentences were completely different from his.
"Little ghost, you haven't heard of the Forbidden Prison? That's normal, but you must have heard of the notorious Death Realm? Right?"
Before Chu Xiuyan could shake his head, the Fourth Master who was controlling the pianist's body leaned casually on the sofa, shaking his legs, and explained naturally and familiarly, "For example, different concentrations of salt water. Low-concentration salt water can replenish salt for the human body, while high-concentration salt water can cause fatal damage. The death field is something similar, the concentration is stuck at a limit that is not fatal but makes you painful."
The fourth master suddenly snapped his fingers and shouted, "Waiter, a glass of water of life!"
The door of the box was pushed open, and the waiter in a vest said respectfully, "Okay, boss."
Chu Xiuyan hurriedly followed: "I want this? This? Martini..."
Zhang Chun interrupted, "It's too strong and spicy. You? You won't like it."
Chu Xiuyan stared at the menu for a long time, thinking about one thing, [Will I be offline if I black out? ]
System: [I will kick you offline.]
"Watermelon juice, thank you."
Chu Xiuyan collapsed on the sofa.
Sitting on the sofa opposite, the Fourth Master, who exuded the aura of a big boss, laughed twice, ignored Zhang Chun's gaze, and continued: "And this? Death Realm in the ruined city has been? transformed into? a? controllable? prison. Whoever enters will lose all their strength and become extremely weak, like drowning. Although I am a good swimmer, it is also uncomfortable to be soaked in water every day."
The pianist watched for a long time, letting the Fourth Master use his body. When the high-concentration vodka was served, his eyelids jumped, and he immediately took over the body and continued, "So we can't storm this prison by force, we must use other methods. I used some tricks and learned that at ten o'clock tonight, a convoy will escort prisoners into the prison through the underground tunnel. We can start from there..."
He? Before he finished speaking, the bartender suddenly changed his previous indifference, raised his eyes, and said lightly: "You are anxious. Are you so worried that the prison will get out of control and your real plan will fail? Since you don't intend to be honest, then there is no need to continue this cooperation."
Chu Xiuyan bit the straw, making a crunching sound, and let out a dazed "ah".
The pianist was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, crossed his hands on his legs, and all the expressions on his face disappeared, turning into indifference and calmness similar to that of the bartender.
As his posture changed, his aura gradually increased.
"I'm going to kill someone." He said to the bartender word by word, "Our last joint target was the previous ruler of the Fifth Legion, your teacher, the man who called himself the "Puppet Master". He faked his death and escaped a year ago, hiding in the deepest level of the prison. It was only this time that I discovered his existence by accident."
The pianist suppressed the feeling of being out of control. The fourth master was cursing him, calling him a liar. His expression was sometimes cold, and sometimes struggling with a little madness.
Chu Xiuyan paused while biting the straw, lowered his head, and looked at the bartender who seemed indifferent.
The pianist's cold and threatening words rang in my ears.
"Bartender, I have to remind you that we have no way out. Once we let the puppet master escape, everyone will know that we are not the real ones..."
Before the deep voice had completely fallen, it suddenly rose, filled with a sense of satisfaction that a great revenge had been taken.
“Hahaha, young master, I can still come out! You thought you could control me with that little ability, haha.”
Chu Xiuyan silently took back the blood sword that had emerged from his palm, and a puzzlement emerged in his mind. What was not true?
The Fourth Master stepped onto the glass table, picked up the glass of water of life and gulped it down, then wiped off the spilled drink and said in a hurry: "Don't worry about that guy who is full of lies. The new kid over there, help me find my original body, I owe you a favor, I can even help you kill Mingji."
Chu Xiuyan: "...You? The friendship between you? Wild Dogs is truly touching."
The bartender stood up and walked towards the door. "I don't know the puppeteer."
Zhang Chun took a step to the right and stopped the bartender. The expression behind the mask was still emotionless. He said, "Unfortunately, I know the puppeteer."
"So, let's break the curse of two souls, save two stray dogs, and kill the puppeteer? Let's begin!"
Chu Xiuyan made the final decision.
…
Although the pianist had a gloomy face and was unhappy about being interrupted by the Fourth Master, he still provided the plan steps in detail.
Half an hour later, in the center of the ruined city, underground? Tunnel Line 3, a convoy with license plate K3-5 was slowly approaching from not far away.
The orange light illuminated the entire tunnel. Chu Xiuyan and the others hid in the shadows at the corner. When the convoy was about to approach, the team of superpowers hired by the pianist took the initiative to launch an attack.
With a few hissing sounds, the lights in the tunnel suddenly dimmed? .
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
The escort convoy quickly stopped, and a dozen elite warriors ready to go and three high-level psychics got off.
The team of psychics hired by the pianist began to fight with them. In the dim environment, they could only barely see the outlines nearby.
Chu Xiuyan bent over and excitedly followed Zhang Chun. In the front, the one leading the way was the pianist. They needed to get close to the prisoner's compartment and then exchange identities with the prisoner!
Sure enough, there were people on guard near the carriage. The pianist knocked them out with one hand, then opened the carriage and was instantly met with a dozen terrified eyes.
The pianist quickly whispered, "Find the corresponding target to replace! Hu Ya, you? You must be quick!"
The hired young psychic nodded nervously. He was the key to this replacement operation. As long as he touched the skin of two people, he could swap their appearances and body shapes for twelve hours!
The first one to get on the car to explore the way was the pianist, followed by Zhang Chun. The bartender seemed a little hesitant, and then was pushed up by Chu Xiuyan.
"It's my turn, it's my turn!"
Chu Xiuyan rubbed his hands together, a little excited? , his eyes swept around the carriage, and Zhang Chun, who looked like a certain prisoner, lowered his voice and shouted: "Hurry up!"
Chu Xiuyan quickly pointed to a person at random, and a glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of the prisoner who was pointed out.
But the next second, the light above my head made a buzzing sound, as if it was about to come back on.
The pianist's expression changed. "It's too late. You guys, retreat quickly!"
Hu Ya hurriedly pulled the anxious Chu Xiuyan out of the car. As soon as they landed, a group of mercenaries came running from the back. They were the group of supernatural people hired by the pianist.
They picked up the prisoners whose identities had been replaced on the ground and carried them on their shoulders, and then grabbed two more prisoners from the carriage, and then urged Chu Xiuyan to leave quickly.
"What? What!"
Chu Xiuyan was almost being pushed to run.
The lights came on instantly.
The guard in charge of escorting the prisoners was terrified when he saw that the carriage was open. He counted the number of people and confirmed their identities and was almost furious.
"Damn it, the boss is still here? My little brother was kidnapped??"
The bald boss shrank back, unable to speak out his grievances.
Who knows? He? He has heard the news that he will be imprisoned, but this? guy is even more reckless than him? How did he think of using this? trick? !
Meanwhile, on the other side.
The mercenaries patted Chu Xiuyan on the shoulder sympathetically and left with a sullen laugh. They still had to find a place to place these replaced prisoners.
The pianist paid the money readily and was a regular customer, so they had to clean up the mess.
Chu Xiuyan walked to the street in a daze, wandering like a wandering soul.
The sense of participation... the sense of participation is gone.
He? This? The protagonist!
I was actually excluded!
impossible!
There must be something wrong!
"If all else fails, let's go blow up the prison."
He? Black air was coming out of his body, and he was talking to himself.
System Cyber Sweating: [Host, you? Calm down...]
At this time, a voice sounded from the front.
"Excuse me, are you the uh...uh Dark uh...captain of the Ghost Squad?"
Chu Xiuyan looked at the strange guard who stopped him and said faintly, "Yes, I am the captain of the uh uh team."
The guard scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Your code name is too difficult to pronounce. It's like this? Because the prison is seriously short of staff at the moment, the acting base commander said that if you have time, it's best to go to the prison to prevent outsiders from invading."
Chu Xiuyan, one of the intruders but excluded: “…Ohhhh!”
"I want to go!"
The guard then took out a supervisor identity certificate and temporary pass that had been prepared long ago from the package.
A genuine smile appeared on his face, "Thank you very much, dark uh..."
He? A little embarrassed.
Chu Xiuyan waved his hand to show that he didn't care, and focused all his attention on the two cards he had just obtained.
The sense of participation in emergency action is back!
"But I have to attend the Superpower Conference tomorrow. Can I get out again after entering the prison?"
"Of course." The guard replied softly, "From 7:30 to 8:00 tomorrow morning, Gate No. 2 of the prison will be accessible. You can go to the guild hall with the other captains to attend the meeting."
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