In the detention cell
Lu Zhufeng lay on the bed with his hands behind his head, legs crossed, and toes swinging lightly.
While resting with his eyes closed, he hummed an unknown folk song tune:
"I have the desire and the guts to steal, I like women with short skirts~"
After humming for a while, he frowned slightly, opened his eyes, turned over, sat up, scratched his hair haphazardly, and looked a little annoyed.
Being alone in an empty room, without a wife, without friends, and without even anyone to talk to, was driving him crazy.
On the first day, he could still joke and play with the few idiots interrogating him, but in the last two days, no one has paid any attention to him even though he's been begging to be interrogated.
He even wondered if he should kick the door open and play cat and mouse with the guard.
The sound of the lock turning rang out, followed by a loud "bang" as the tightly closed cell door was kicked open.
The phrase "national essence" was on the tip of his tongue, but he instantly lost the will to say it.
He flipped over and quickly arrived at the doorway. His pupils contracted slightly as he looked at Xiao Wujie, who was curled up in Chu Liyue's arms, his face pale and his body trembling. His voice was hoarse:
"Is she having an attack?"
Chu Liyue's face was tense. She pointed to Beishan, who was standing next to her with a flushed face and was panting heavily, and said, "Carry him on your back and come with me."
Looking at Beishan's plump and round figure, Lu Zhufeng did not hesitate in his movements, but his face darkened as he carried him on his back.
Damn it, none of those three pretentious people are as heavy as you.
He was about to complain when suddenly everything went dark, and gasps and commotion erupted around him.
He knew that Beishan must have hacked the system here, causing the entire prison to lose power.
Fortunately, his eyesight is far beyond that of ordinary people; otherwise, he probably wouldn't even be able to see the road in such a dark environment.
At the same time, Chu Liyue's cold and intimidating voice rang out, "North Mountain, has the complete topographic map been extracted yet?"
Bei Shan, carried on Lu Zhufeng's back, had his arms wrapped around Lu Zhufeng's neck, holding a miniature computer in his hand. The faint light from the screen illuminated his solemn face.
"It's extracted, Sister Liyue."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Wujie, who was trembling with pain and had his arms around Chu Liyue's neck, suddenly let out a soft groan.
Chu Liyue glanced at him subconsciously and saw his eyes trembling with pain, yet he still bit his lower lip and let out a soft moan:
"No... don't let him call you sister."
Lu Zhufeng immediately burst into a tirade: "You dog, just give me a piece of your mind! You call anyone older than you 'sister,' and you think you're being aggrieved?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wujie immediately deflated; it seemed to make some sense...
Is he being a bit hypocritical?
Damn it, whatever, he's the only one who can call her "sister," and only she can be called that.
Holding him in her arms, Chu Liyue ran wildly through the darkness, but she felt a slight sense of relief.
Before escaping the cell, she gave Xiao Wujie another special medicine. He still had the strength to listen to them talk and act out, proving that the medicine had some effect.
But she also clearly understood that this was only temporary. His condition was too serious and would fluctuate constantly, so he needed to receive professional treatment.
The environment and medical resources of the detention cells are clearly inadequate.
Beishan thoughtfully refrained from calling out to Liyue again and went straight to the point, "Turning left at the intersection twenty meters ahead leads to the garage, where data shows there are more than a dozen military off-road vehicles parked."
After he finished speaking, he added:
"We are in a secret prison called the 'Dark Realm'."
"The terrain here is not complicated, and the garrison is limited, but it is located on the outskirts of the city, isolated from the outside world, and far from the city center."
"If there are no obstacles while driving, it will probably take more than two hours."
After saying that, Lu Zhufeng asked urgently, "If we go to the garage now, what about the others?"
Chu Liyue held Xiao Wujie tightly, her pace undiminished. Her cold eyes flashed with a chilling light in the darkness as she replied in a cold voice:
"Yunmo went to rescue the others."
“I’m wearing a mini Bluetooth headset and I’m staying in touch with him. He’s rescued the person and is on his way to us.”
Despite the chaotic and urgent situation, she remained absolutely calm, with a clear mind and meticulous planning.
Because of her distinguished status and the fact that it was only imprisonment, the CIA could not treat her like a convict, changing her into prison clothes and confiscating all her personal belongings.
The locks on the cell doors were a combination of smart and traditional locks. She kicked the smart lock in a few kicks, broke off the temple of the silver-rimmed glasses in her pocket, and pried open the lock.
The first person rescued was Beishan. He had the microcomputer and communication tools that Xiao Wujie had stolen for him, and he was also proficient in computer technology. In this high-tech prison, he could play a huge role.
Instead, Yunmo was rescued. He was skilled in supernatural arts, and breaking down doors to rescue people was as easy as turning his hand.
In the brief moments between his rescue efforts, she could free up her hands to find a way to leave.
Lu Zhufeng's eyes flickered slightly, his thoughts racing, before he spoke expressionlessly, "You didn't specifically rescue me because it was on your way, did you?"
Chu Liyue ignored him. Beishan, who was clinging to his back, hesitated for a moment before speaking honestly:
"I ran for a while, but I couldn't run anymore."
"Sister Liyue was worried that others wouldn't be able to carry me, so she asked you."
Lu Zhufeng's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Damn it, he knew it would be like this.
What is he expecting?
Do you expect them to treat him like a human being?
Xiao Wujie, nestled in Chu Liyue's arms, was filled with resentment once more, and let out a soft, broken groan:
"He called you 'sister' again."
Lu Zhufeng cursed angrily: "Then why the hell don't you call me 'sister'? Call me 'auntie' instead?"
"Even with this pathetic attitude, you still can't shake your green tea syndrome?"
Chu Liyue instantly glared at her with a chilling look that could freeze a person to death. Who gave her the right to lecture her?
Lu Zhufeng immediately backed down.
Meanwhile, Yunmo had successfully rescued everyone.
When he rescued Chu Wan, even though he knew the situation was urgent, he couldn't help but blush and whisper, "Sister Wan, can you hug me?"
He also used supernatural abilities during this time, like Xiao Wujie, to secretly go to Chu Wan's room once.
But the thought of having to hide from surveillance cameras and be under the covers made him feel like he was having an affair, which made him extremely embarrassed.
He kissed his sister under the covers for a long time, until he was dizzy and his vision blurred. On the way back, he almost mispronounced the incantation, and he never dared to go back there again.
After quickly hugging Chu Wan and rescuing the others, they ran together down the corridor following the route Chu Liyue had given them.
Although it was late at night, their successive escapes from the cells and their running through the corridors had already woken up many of the others still in the cells, who then became aware of the commotion.
The corridor was completely dark, and the people running through it were like knights in the dark, creating a very atmospheric scene.
Many people howled at them through the small windows in the door, and the long-silent Dark Realm was unusually bustling.
Yunmo led Chuwan by the hand, Chu Nanfeng carried Leng Ruxue on his back, and only Ai Ruoman struggled to keep up behind them, so she couldn't help but ask, "Where is Lu Zhufeng?"
With a "pfft," Yunmo couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Old Lu, you've been conscripted to carry Fatty."
Ai Ruoman's face immediately darkened; the two of them truly were a perfect match.
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