Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Just as Du Yaoye was feeling anxious, a thunderclap suddenly resounded through the clear night sky, where the moon was bright and the stars were few.

Immediately afterwards, boundless thunderous waters surged across the sky, illuminating the Shangshu region as bright as day.

"what's the situation?!"

Both sides were taken aback.

After a brief moment of surprise, the dark-skinned official quickly remembered his duties.

"You'd better stop causing trouble. Things might get complicated in Shangshu, and I need to get back to the team immediately!" His tone finally became serious. "I'm not joking with you. Don't force me to use harsh measures!"

A group of young people around looked at each other, feeling a sense of fear in the face of this extraordinary natural phenomenon.

"Old Black, it's time to get back to the team."

A shout came from the end of the street.

The dark-skinned officer glanced over instinctively and saw a figure with his head down, wearing a loose-fitting officer's uniform.

"You are……"

"it's me."

Qi Yan raised his head, his bright smile seemingly glowing in the lightning.

The dark-skinned officer felt his brain short-circuit for a moment.

Qi Yan noticed this detail immediately.

"Great opportunity, Xiao Du!"

As Qi Yan shouted, Du Yaoye slid from the edge of the crowd to the feet of the black-skinned official and slammed him down.

The dark-skinned official's expression changed drastically.

He was able to maneuver around a group of people because of his agile movements; otherwise, with so many people, one punch from each would have been enough to keep him in the hospital for half a month.

At this moment, he was actually knocked down by Du Yaoye. Looking at the group of young people rushing up again, despair appeared in the eyes of the dark-skinned official.

What followed was uneventful; faced with a barrage of punches and kicks, the dark-skinned officer quickly succumbed to the strain and lost consciousness.

Du Yaoye stopped everyone from continuing their actions and ordered her men to tie up the black-skinned official with ropes. She then looked at Qi Yan with a puzzled expression.

"Your clothes..."

"I took it from a kind-hearted official." Qi Yan spread his arms, showing off his loose-fitting clothes.

"You took care of a government official all by yourself?" Du Yaoye was filled with doubt.

The other young people around also looked at Qi Yan with curiosity.

Facing everyone's gaze, Qi Yan straightened his clothes, which were several sizes too big, and lectured:

"Are you still only capable of solving problems by resorting to force? You need to use your brains more!"

Du Yaoye was reprimanded, and although he looked somewhat unconvinced, he realized in his heart that his plan was too crude.

If Qi Yan hadn't arrived in time to distract the black-skinned official, her group wouldn't have been able to subdue him at all.

She still couldn't understand how Qi Yan had single-handedly dealt with a government official.

Seemingly sensing Du Yaoye and the others' confusion, Qi Yan didn't keep them in suspense, crossing his arms proudly and saying:

"That's right, I successfully took the head of that bald-headed officer in the guardhouse!"

Before he could react, I smacked him on the head with a glass of water; he was fast asleep!

Du Yaoye: "..."

She decisively gave up trying to communicate with Qi Yan while he was acting erratically and looked up at the sky.

The other young people looked pale and gathered around, chattering amongst themselves:

"Miss, I feel like something really bad is going to happen in Shang Shu. Should we go lay low for a while?"

Du Yaoye pondered for a moment, then spoke:

"Plans can't always keep up with changes, and our prison break plan has to be put on hold, but I'm not going to cancel it."

You all heard what that official said. Because of this strange phenomenon, a large number of Shang Shu officials will definitely be transferred away. Even though the prison is a heavily guarded area, it will still reduce the difficulty of our escape after we succeed.

So I've decided to go to the prison with Swire only, to try and sneak in during the chaos and rescue my father. You guys will be responsible for providing backup outside."

The young people around looked at each other, and finally nodded in agreement to the change.

Du Yaoye looked back at Qi Yan, raised his chin, and said:

"Come on, since you like to use your brain, think about how to complete our infiltration."

"Leave it to me, you can rest assured!"

A moment later, Qi Yan handcuffed himself and Du Yaoye and quickly ran back to the prison.

As he passed the guardhouse, he glanced at the half-naked, bald officer slumped over the table, seemingly asleep. Seeing that the officer showed no signs of waking up, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Remember, you are now a fugitive I have captured. Watch my eyes and act accordingly," Qi Yan instructed.

“Even for the sake of realism, you didn’t need to handcuff me like that, did you?” Du Yaoye frowned. “If we encounter danger later, it will be difficult for either of us to escape.”

"Believe me!"

Qi Yan patted his chest confidently and strode forward to the heavy iron gate of the prison.

He pulled a bunch of keys from the pocket of his officer's uniform and began trying to insert them one by one into the lock of the iron gate.

After trying just two keys, a stern voice came from behind the iron gate:

"Who's doing out there?"

"Sir, I've caught a fugitive!" Qi Yan announced loudly.

"A fugitive? We haven't been notified that any fugitives have been brought in."

The official inside the gate sounded puzzled.

"I caught him on the spot. This little thief just happened to be passing by, and I took him down as a walking third-class merit award," Qi Yan said casually.

"Oh? You're quite lucky. What crime did this fugitive commit to be wanted?"

"Sir, she's wanted because she's terrible at rhythm games!" Qi Yan replied immediately.

Chapter 847 As long as you're not caught, the infiltration is considered a success!

Silence is the prison tonight.

The official behind the iron gate remained silent for a long time, making Qi Yan almost suspect that he had already left.

Just as he was about to continue trying his luck with the key in his hand, a small window in the iron gate was opened from the inside.

Then a face full of anger appeared in Qi Yan's sight.

"What's your number?" the man yelled at Qi Yan. "Don't you know it's duty time? You're used to being leisurely, can't you tell when you shouldn't joke around?"

Qi Yan's wolf ears drooped slightly from being scolded.

He quickly chuckled sheepishly and said, "I was wrong, sir. Please forgive me this time."

"No, you've broken the rules and you're trying to evade responsibility?" the person inside said coldly. "Report your number!"

"Sir, number 9527, I know I was wrong!"

Qi Yan immediately stood at attention and raised his hand to give a half-baked salute to the officials inside the door.

"What 9527? When did numbering systems only have four digits?"

The official inside the gate was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged. He reached out to open the door and teach Qi Yan a lesson.

But as soon as his hand touched the door lock, before Qi Yan could even smile, he immediately stopped.

The officer's eyes showed vigilance as he carefully examined Qi Yan, even peeking out from the small window to see who was handcuffed with him.

"Now's the time, a golden opportunity, Xiao Du!" Qi Yan suddenly shouted, "Use your brain!"

The officer was startled by Qi Yan's startled voice. Before he could react, he felt the iron gate being kicked hard.

His head was right in the narrow window, and he felt a buzzing sound as his head frantically bumped against the four edges of the iron door and window.

Taking advantage of his stunned state, Qi Yan pressed his face down and pushed him inside. He then reached his arm through the small window and groped around inside the door, successfully finding the lock and pulling it forcefully.

The iron gate opened with a click.

Du Yaoye's expression was rather unpleasant.

She had subconsciously followed Qi Yan's orders, but now, seeing the officials inside the door covering their heads and retreating, she finally realized what was happening.

"You call this infiltration?!"

"Never mind whether you've 'secretly' or not, I'm just asking you if you've joined!" Qi Yan shouted defiantly.

Du Yaoye pointed at the officials who had somewhat recovered and said frantically:

"So, what do we do now?"

Qi Yan took off running, while Du Yaoye was handcuffed and forced into the long prison corridor.

"You two... ugh, you're absolutely lawless! My head is going to explode!"

The officer whose head had been 'touched' flew into a rage, pulled out a short stick from his waist, and chased after him.

Now Du Yaoye had no choice but to run.

Seeing the officials approaching menacingly, Du Yaoye took a deep breath, quickened his pace, and arrived at Qi Yan's side. He then hoisted Qi Yan up and began a frantic dash to escape.

Inside a cell deep within the prison.

Zheng Qingyue's brows and eyes were filled with undisguised worry. Through the narrow ventilation opening in the cell, he could vaguely see the night sky as bright as day.

The rolling thunder seemed to explode in his heart.

"Ye'er, you must not get into any trouble," Zheng Qingyue sighed.

"Manager Zheng, what you should be praying for now is that Young Master Qi doesn't get into trouble."

Outside the cell, a patrolling officer heard the noise and came over to chat, saying, "As for Miss Du... I can only say I hope she will repent. She went too far with this kind of kidnapping."

Moreover, it was done in public, which is extremely egregious.

Zheng Qingyue forced a bitter smile.

What he was worried about now was not whether or not he was being kidnapped, but what Qi Yan was thinking and why he was letting Du Yaoye take him away.

In addition, given her daughter's impulsive and rash personality, she might offend Qi Yan before even figuring out his background.

The officer noticed that Zheng Qingyue had no intention of talking, so he stopped chatting and prepared to continue his patrol.

But before he could take two steps, the communicator on his waist started vibrating wildly.

The officer quickly picked up the communicator and connected the call.

In the quiet cell, Zheng Qingyue could clearly hear the anxious shouts coming from the communicator:

"All personnel on high alert! Someone has broken into the prison!"

The officer's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked:

"How many people are on the other side, and how strong are they?"

"...Two, a young man and a young woman, their strength...is very weak."

Upon hearing the sudden, hesitant reply from the communicator, the officer's expression became quite interesting.

He even suspected that his team's internal communications had been hacked.

"Are you kidding me? Two young guys are worth being on high alert?" the officer couldn't help but complain. "We have more than ten people on duty tonight. Why don't we send a few over to block them from the front and back and catch them?"

"Can't catch it!"

The person on the communicator seemed somewhat exasperated: "The situation is very strange. The brothers used to know the prison so well that they could walk around it with their eyes closed, but now they're all getting lost."

It's as if the space here has been disrupted; I have no idea where I am.

"Spatial disruption? Is that an Originium Arts technique used by the opponent?"

"No, it feels more profound than Originium Arts... Oh my god, where have I been put? Is this still a prison...?"

The communication began to become intermittent, and eventually came to an abrupt halt, as if the person on the other end had moved out of the communicator's range.