Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

The officer took a deep breath, his expression turning serious.

He realized that the visitor was probably not so simple.

Just then, he heard a series of hurried footsteps coming from the front of the corridor where he was.

The next second, two figures stacked on top of each other rushed into his line of sight.

The first thing he saw was the man being carried on his shoulder, dressed in a police uniform, with one hand handcuffed, binding him tightly to the intruder.

A surge of admiration welled up in the officer's heart, but then he began to panic. He secretly decided that even if he couldn't win, he shouldn't show off, lest he be forcibly carried away on someone's shoulder.

With such a low monthly salary, there's no need to risk everything... Wait, this intruder girl is quite pretty...

Why does it look so familiar?

The officer carefully and warily examined the other party.

On the other side, Du Yaoye's pretty face was flushed from running at full speed, but Qi Yan on her shoulder was still not behaving himself. Every time they reached an intersection to direct the route, he would pat her bottom or tug at her tail.

If the two of them hadn't been handcuffed and in the same boat, she would have already thrown Qi Yan to the officials as a hooligan to boost their performance.

The only thing that pleased Du Yaoye was that the layout of the prison corridors was inexplicably complicated.

It was precisely by taking advantage of this geographical condition that she was able to turn left and right and shake off the pursuing officials under Qi Yan's haphazard commands.

Unfortunately, her only small joy vanished the moment she ran into the officials.

The two locked eyes and froze simultaneously.

"Miss Du?!" The officer recognized her with a look of astonishment.

"Ye'er?!"

Zheng Qingyue also rushed to the iron bars of the cell. When he saw his daughter, he also saw the person his daughter was carrying on her shoulder.

"Holy crap, Qi..."

Chapter 848 If we don't have any thugs, we'll just find some on the spot.

Zheng Qingyue's exclamation came quickly, but subsided even faster.

He immediately stopped making a sound the moment Qi Yan looked over.

As Zheng Qingyue fell silent, an eerie stillness descended upon the prison.

The officer silently pondered how he should fall to his death to minimize the harm he would suffer.

Zheng Qingyue was having a frantic brainstorming session, trying to figure out exactly what kind of relationship his daughter and Qi Yan were currently having.

Du Yaoye was pondering whether he could deal with the officials in front of him if he threw Qi Yan out to act as a human meteor hammer, and whether his wrists could withstand such torture.

Qi Yan stared expectantly at Zheng Qingyue, waiting for his fate to be revealed.

If Zheng Qingyue shouts "Qi Qiyan", even if Qi Yan turns into black hair on the spot, he will still carry Zheng Qingyue thousands of miles back to Rhodes Island and hang him on the bridge.

If Zheng Qingyue directly shouts "Qi Yan," then he can naturally complete a level 13 outfit.

But while he was patiently waiting for what was to come, Zheng Qingyue inexplicably stopped talking.

Seeing that Zheng Qingyue chose the obtuse angle between options A and B, Qi Yan couldn't help but tug at Du Yaoye's tail mischievously:

"Based on my experience, your father may have been subjected to severe torture. Look at him now, he can't even speak properly."

In the quiet prison corridor, Qi Yan's voice sounded particularly clear.

The official suddenly jolted awake and, almost reflexively, retorted:

"Don't talk nonsense. Our prison has been rated as an outstanding prison for ten consecutive years... Wait, aren't you one of our people?"

"Of course I'm not one of your prison's people!"

Qi Yan struggled for a moment, then jumped off Du Yaoye, put his hands on his hips and pretended to be cool, saying, "I am an officially certified person of the Great Yan Dynasty, here specifically to inspect local institutions like yours."

"Are you kidding me?" The officer's face flushed with anger.

Seeing that he couldn't fool the other party and his attempt to act sophisticated failed, Qi Yan sighed helplessly, a solemn expression appearing on his face.

Upon seeing his expression, both the officials and Zheng Qingyue in the prison cell couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Du Yaoye knew Qi Yan was a weakling. "Don't be impulsive, you're still handcuffed to me..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qi Yan unlocked the handcuffs with his key.

"Okay, we've broken up."

Qi Yan cracked his knuckles and grinned, then smirked, "You go and stall this official, I'll find us a thug."

"Find thugs? Now?" Du Yaoye was completely bewildered.

Qi Yan gestured with his chin toward the cell: "Isn't Senior Zheng Qingyue, known in the martial arts world as the Frost-Asking Guest, right here?"

Upon hearing Qi Yan's answer, Du Yaoye's expression didn't show much joy:

"Given my father's personality, he won't make a move."

"That's because you haven't found the right method." Qi Yan whispered a few words in Du Yaoye's ear.

Du Yaoye's eyes flickered repeatedly, and finally he turned to look at the officer, looking somewhat eager to try.

The officers quickly drew their weapons, not underestimating the strength of the two young men because of the information their teammates had provided.

"I need ten seconds."

Qi Yan suddenly said.

Du Yaoye responded and rushed towards the officer, while Qi Yan ran to the front of the cell, picked up the bunch of keys he had found in the officer's clothes, and frantically poked at the cell door lock.

The officers were no longer so worried when faced with Du Yaoye charging towards them.

He wasn't sure of Qi Yan's strength, but he knew a bit about Du Yaoye. He easily dodged Du Yaoye's fist and then delivered a backhand chop to Du Yaoye's neck.

Du Yaoye groaned and swayed, but did not fall.

She forced herself to stay upright, and with the will to save Zheng Qingyue, she desperately reached out and grabbed the officer's waist, slamming him hard against the corridor wall.

The officer frowned, easily deflecting the impact, and struck again, hitting Du Yaoye in the back with his elbow.

This time, Du Yaoye could no longer hold on. Her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground, unable to stand up no matter how hard she struggled.

After dealing with Du Yaoye, the officers appeared quite calm and looked up at the prison cell.

"Kid, stop struggling. Only our captain has the key to the cell. The keys to the others are hidden in their clothes... huh?"

The officer, upon seeing the prison door opened by Qi Yan, instantly transformed into a spiritual Li Boli.

Qi Yan turned his head and defiantly raised his chin at the official:

"Hilarious! Haven't you heard the legend of someone opening up an entire neighborhood with just one packet of instant noodles?"

The official looked like he'd seen a ghost and was speechless.

Zheng Qingyue stood behind the cell door, his expression complex.

While others might not have seen it clearly, he could see it perfectly. Qi Yan had been pretending to fidget and poke around, but in reality, he had successfully opened the door by relying on the strange fluctuations released by the skeletal whale pattern on the back of his hand.

Zheng Qingyue couldn't understand at all what Qi Yan was acting up about.

"Manager Zheng, have you really been driven mad by torture?" Qi Yan shook the keys in his hand and said with a grin, "Come back to your senses. Your daughter was beaten up in front of you, don't you have any thoughts about that?"

Zheng Qingyue stepped out of the cell, his gaze sweeping over Du Yaoye and the officer.

The officer immediately moved two steps along the wall warily, gritting his teeth as he said:

"I've heard that Manager Zheng made his name with a frost blade when he was wandering the martial world. I'm no match for you, but do you really want to make a move?"

This is a prison break! Young people don't know any better. Manager Zheng, don't make a foolish mistake like this!

"...I'm sorry, I've offended you."

After a brief hesitation, Zheng Qingyue, under Qi Yan's watchful gaze, suddenly swayed and rushed straight towards the official.

The following scene was no different from when the constables defeated Du Yaoye. Under Zheng Qingyue's command, the constables performed even worse than Du Yaoye. Before the two even exchanged blows, their steps were already disrupted by Zheng Qingyue's agility.

Zheng Qingyue swiftly deflected the weapon from the officer's hand, then with his other hand, he casually placed two fingers together on the officer's neck.

The officer groaned and collapsed limply.

After dealing with the officials, Zheng Qingyue glanced at Du Yaoye, who was struggling on the ground but unable to stand up for a while, and made no move. He simply turned to look at Qi Yan.

Applause echoed through the prison corridors.

Qi Yan smiled and praised, "As expected of Wen Shuangke, even your martial arts skills are so profound. I can imagine what kind of demeanor you will display when you pick up that dusty Frost Blade again."

Zheng Qingyue said respectfully.

He didn't want to get involved, not wanting his daughter to cause any more trouble.

But he had no choice but to take action; otherwise, if Qi Yan were to do it himself, the consequences would only be more severe than they are now.

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Qingyue decided to face his future head-on:

"Young Master Qi, if you have come to see this old man with any instructions, please feel free to ask. This old man would not dare to disobey."

Please don't involve Ye'er; she's still just a child.

Qi Yan leaned against the cell bars, his smile unchanged:

"It seems you do indeed know my identity."

Zheng Qingyue nodded.

"Did Liang Xun and the others tell me why they came to Shang Shu?" Qi Yan asked.

"This is not something an old man like me can inquire about."

"Not really. A very small part of the reason I came to Shangshu is that someone deliberately invited me into this scheme." Qi Yan casually tossed the key in his hand away. "However, I'm really not good at playing mind games, and I can't get any help from some fool while I'm far away in Yan Kingdom."

So, I had no choice but to use my own methods to deal with these brain-teasing guys.

Zheng Qingyue was even more puzzled.

Everyone in this land knows that Qi Yan's two greatest strengths are unparalleled martial prowess and masterful strategic planning.

Qi Yan, unaware of what Zheng Qingyue was thinking, continued speaking to himself:

"He likes playing chess, he likes strategizing, and he even smugly invited me to join him."

Then I'll use my own methods to take away every single piece he's set up, and then scatter them all in his face!

Chapter 849 Night Talk in the Pavilion

Old Li covered his bruised face and strode quickly toward the main courtyard of the Liang residence, filled with resentment.

But before he could arrive, he saw Liang Xun walking briskly along the way.

"Are you OK?"

"Are you OK?"

The two said in unison.

Then Liang Xun pursed his lips, the corners of his lips curving upwards almost imperceptibly.

Look, these are true friends. When faced with danger, their first words are to check on each other.

Unfortunately, before he could fully savor this heartwarming feeling, Lao Li rushed up and grabbed his collar fiercely.

"Are you alright, Liang Xun?"

Old Li pointed to the bruises on his face and said angrily, "Is your Liang residence a honeycomb briquette? Anyone can come and go as they please. Do you know how many dangers I encountered tonight?"

Three times, three times!

Do you even know how I spent tonight?!

Liang Xun: "...It's not over yet tonight."

"You really think I wouldn't dare to beat you up?" Old Carp glared angrily.

Liang Xun pried Lao Li's hands off, straightened his clothes, and asked:

What dangers did you encounter?

"Qi Yan, there's a wine cup and an unknown little girl."