Chapter 108: Successfully checked in for the prison photo! Goodbye, Bian Shaoyan!
"Name."
"...Liu Wei."
As if she knew how clumsy the pseudonym was, the woman opposite her lowered her head, pursed her lips, and paused for a moment before uttering a name.
The sheriff named "Liu Wei" glared at the woman, his gaze sweeping across her unremarkable face—a face with only a purple mole under her left eye—as he suppressed his anger and continued to question her.
"What were you found?"
"No."
A woman holding a sign with the name "Liu Wei" entered the photo area. Liu Wei turned off his interrogation microphone, looked at his companion without hope, and felt his heart sink when he saw the other woman shrug.
"Another suspect who suddenly appears without a trace."
Sure enough. Upon seeing that overly ordinary face, the ominous premonition that had been lingering in my heart came true.
The so-called "traceless" suspects are those whose past information cannot be found, as if they emerged from a fog. In contrast to their blank files, in the Xiacheng District where everyone has a criminal record, their files are considered shameful.
It's safe to say that the moment they enter the monitored area with their true identities, they will be instantly killed by AI hundreds of times.
However, these sheriffs actually knew all the criminals who could erase their files right under the AI's nose, so where did this one come from?
"Alright, a new 'traceless' suspect has emerged. The chief has been investigating more closely lately, and if we can't deliver, that's a headache for the boss."
"I know."
Liu Wei rubbed his temples. His intuition, honed by years of experience as a sheriff, wouldn't let her off the hook. The woman's pen touched Liu Wei's file, circling the fake name heavily.
"One thing is very suspicious. Since she went to so much trouble to create a seamless fake resume, how could she be caught so easily?"
"oh?"
Hearing Liu Wei's words, his companions' curiosity was piqued. "She was directly imprisoned in the Cross Prison. She's an A-level ability user, right? She killed a few people and was caught?"
"Not a single person was killed."
Liu Wei, with a strange expression, picked up the file and tossed it in front of his colleague. He then pointed heavily at a line of text:
"Information crime?!"
As expected, Liu Wei heard his companion's exclamation, and his head throbbed even more. He released his grip and shook his head: "Look down."
"Case description... During Commissioner Fisher's inspection of the police station, the suspect distributed insurgent propaganda materials next to the gate of the 06th District Police Station..."
"What?"
His companion's voice rose another notch, and Liu Wei sighed in response.
"This is what I've never been able to understand."
Creating a traceless file is no easy feat. Even serial killers addicted to murder would remain quiet for a long time after having one made. Liu Wei, having served as a sheriff for so long, had never seen a criminal rush to the police station as soon as they had one made, as if they were afraid of not being caught.
Moreover... decades ago, the rebel army did indeed turn the City of the Sun upside down, and even today, some groups still hate the rebel army to the core.
But for ordinary people in the lower city, the uprising was long gone, a history no one cared about. This "Liu Wei" handing out posters in front of the police station would have no effect other than annoying the officers.
Liu Wei really couldn't understand her motives.
"Who knows? Anyway, every now and then a few lunatics pop up in the lower city."
After the initial surprise, his colleague shrugged and tossed the file back in front of Liu Wei. "These issues are for the big shots to worry about. You should hurry up and file the file. I finally managed to book a restaurant, and I don't want to work overtime with you today."
"Besides..."
Seeing that Liu Wei did not move, his companion secretly cursed the young man for being tactless and continued to persuade him: "No matter where she came from, once she enters the Cross Prison, no one can come out alive."
Too.
The sheriff's furrowed brows finally relaxed. She sat back down, casually shredded the messy file paper, and reprinted a new one.
At the moment the printer roared to life, she tilted her head slightly, her gaze seemingly piercing through layers of walls. The latest blast-proof prison van departed at dusk, passing through traffic and high walls, finally stopping outside the prison with its stark white walls. The metal cross atop the building, symbolizing judgment, reflected the cold light of the day.
At this moment, she recalled for the first time that afternoon when she had just become a sheriff and everyone went to the Cross Prison for training. The cold light reflected from the metal cross was like a layer of solid ice, radiating chill from the depths of her memory.
She shivered from the cold and thought to herself, no one could possibly come out of there alive.
No, it won't happen.
Unless the sun rises in the City of the Sun from the east.
"Achoo—!"
Du Yu sneezed from the cold, his hands firmly handcuffed. He could only complain to 166 in his heart, "Criminals have no human rights. Why does this Cross Prison have such a big ritual? Are they afraid the prisoners won't catch a cold?"
"get off!"
After a series of tedious procedures, Du Yu was pushed off the bus, or rather, carried off the bus.
Because the characteristics of superhumans are so varied, in order to prevent prisoners from rioting, Du Yu is now practically wrapped up to the hair's breadth. He is wearing a full set of restraint clothing that suppresses mental power, every joint is handcuffed, and his facial features are completely covered by a hood made of special material, in order to prevent prisoners from obtaining information to the greatest extent possible.
Du Yu was dragged down by two sheriffs like a giant silkworm cocoon the whole time.
Du Yu struggled to lift his head, his vision naturally obscured by darkness—but even though this hastily created avatar was not very strong due to the limitations of the Divine level, it was still stronger than that of an ordinary ability user.
The small purple mole under his left eye glowed slightly. Du Yu blinked, and when he looked forward again, the image transmitted back to his brain seemed to have grown another pair of eyes.
On one side was a normal, pitch-black field of vision, and on the other side was equally dark, but everything in sight had a faint glow of different colors on its surface, allowing Du Yu to "see" his surroundings.
Pink, dark brown, crimson, silver-white—and gray, which overshadows all colors, encompassing and overwhelming everything.
Du Yu "looked" at the darkest patch of gray on the metal cross and raised an eyebrow slightly. A prison capable of holding a large group of A-level ability users must have methods from the supernatural realm.
But Du Yu never expected that the Cross Prison would be so big—or to put it another way, that the Cross Prison was so valuable in the eyes of the financial tycoons behind it.
The iron cross frame hanging on the highest bell tower of the Cross Prison was actually a [Lamp] level sealed artifact!
Yu hadn't yet figured out the specific effects of that thing, but based on what she had sensed, it already had effects such as "mental intimidation," "suppression of supernatural abilities," and "mind distortion."
"Well, not everyone is as poor as us."
The white dove, no bigger than a thumb and as small as an ornament, perched on Du Yu's shoulder, was visible only to him. But that didn't stop it from mocking Du Yu in their spiritual communication.
Du Yu ignored it; she never took the bait when it came to self-humiliation. After all, although the area around the Redwood Church was now mostly built thanks to the new miners, it was still no match for the Sun Chasing City, which had been developing for over a century and had no shortage of resources and talent.
Du Yu was helped forward; they had essentially entered the Cross Prison.
According to the information obtained from Cat Beard, in short, the entire Cross Prison has three layers from the inside out. The core area in the middle is naturally the clock tower where the metal cross is located. The next layer outside is the cell for the prisoners, and the outermost layer is the wall and the resting place for the patrolling sheriffs.
The map came to mind, and Du Yu memorized the route. As expected, it led to the prison cell.
We've successfully entered the upper city. Next, we need to find a way to get a mission from Lan Ge and get closer to the original owner's former residence...
"Gurgle."
"Wait a moment."
The white dove on his shoulder suddenly flapped its wings and cried out. Du Yu seemed to sense something, and without changing his pace, he "saw" a man walking out from around the corner of the corridor a second later.
"Mr. Bian."
While clairvoyance can reveal information invisible to the human eye, it is equally blurry when showing the appearance of things.
As Du Yu was pondering who the man in front of her, whose face was shrouded in a thin silver light, stopped one of the officers supporting her, and the other naturally followed suit. Their way of addressing the newcomer gave Du Yu the answer.
So they were from Quark!
She said that the blurry facial features didn't seem familiar at all.
Bian Shaodan didn't move his head, but quickly glanced at Du Yu from top to bottom: "A new prisoner? The E3 lab is short of people, so just send him there."
"yes!"
The sheriff who had stopped first immediately agreed, shoving Du Yu's shoulder to turn him around. But a force came from the other shoulder in the opposite direction. "Mr. Bian, the warden..."
Du Yu felt as if he had inexplicably become the rope in a tug-of-war, being pulled back and forth by two forces in opposite directions.
"Ward? Ha..."
Before the disdain in Bian Shaodan's tone had even faded, the sound of a wheelchair rolling over the ground quietly rang out, and a voice as cold and gloomy as a dead man's drifted into Du Yu's ears, instantly startling her—
“My dear cousin, I’m not dead yet. Even if you want to be the warden, you still need the approval of those old men on the board of directors.”
That voice—it's Bian Shaoyan!
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Author's Note: Sorry for the wait, I'm back! It took me a while to sort out my thoughts, I'll try my best to update before the exam results come out, lol.
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