I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

The early wind was strong, and snowflakes as big as goose feathers rolled down and fell overwhelmingly. Every household has closed its doors and windows, not to mention people on the street, even stray cats and dogs have taken shelter from the wind and gathered together to keep warm.

There are two pots of red radish charcoal placed in the room, which is warm and lulling people to sleep.

Luo Qianhuai didn't dare to sleep. She stared at the snow outside the window, counting the time to put on a thick cotton-padded jacket, and a fur cloak as black as ink.

The outer layer of the cloak was made of dense black Songjiang fabric, but the inner layer was made of soft and fine fur-integrated mink lining. The warm and enveloping feeling after putting it on her body slightly dispelled a little of her uneasiness.

Of course, there is also the secret headgear that has been upgraded again. It was far from being a crude thing like the original one. It had been carefully sewn by Luo Qianhuai, and the holes where the eyes and nose were exposed were all sealed with needlework.

The needle she used was a curved needle specially used for surgery, and doing this kind of mending was a good practice. Although the people of Dayu are still new to surgery, they have to be prepared at all times, right?

The drums are ringing at the second watch, and Hai hour has arrived. Luo Qianhuai quietly left the room, turned around and closed the door tightly, and then called up the system:

"System, enforce the first step of the task."

"The request has been received and enforcement will begin now." The system quickly took over her body and took her through the house and across the ridge towards Yiting.

Without the cold feeling that penetrated his bones, Luo Qianhuai could enjoy the night and snowy scenery.

In fact, there is nothing interesting to see. In the dark and dark red sky, someone seemed to have opened the door to another time and space, releasing the raging ice and snow without reservation, arrogantly dominating everything in this world.

There is a majestic force between heaven and earth. Even when science and technology flourished in previous lives, humans were still unable to resist the power of nature.

Luo Qianhuai had a rare moment of emotion, and his body had slipped silently into the courtyard wall on the west side of Yiting. Outside the prison, there were supposed to be guards patrolling back and forth, but due to the weather, it was completely empty at the moment, with not a single soul in sight.

This is exactly what Luo Qianhuai meant. System swaggered out of the darkness, opened the prison door, and walked in.

The candlelight flickered, rice wine was warming on the small charcoal stove, and half-eaten shredded braised pig ears and herring bream were placed on the table.

The two jailers were very drunk. When they saw her suddenly opening the door and coming in, they were stunned: "It's time to change the shift so soon? No, who are you?"

The human body fell limply to the ground. The system retracted its hand, and instead of taking the key to the outer door of the prison tied to the jailer's waist, he directly broke the copper lock and walked down the spiral staircase.

Luo Qianhuai looked on coldly and suddenly understood why the system's energy was always not enough.

"System, do you know what energy conservation and emission reduction are? From now on, you have to calculate the energy consumption for everything you do, and we must not do anything unnecessary."

The system strolled down the steps amidst her chattering, casually dealt with the few jailers who were napping below, and walked inward along the dark and cold passage.

It was freezing cold outside, and it wasn't much better inside the prison. Two charcoal pots were burned at the entrance for the jailers to keep warm. The prisoners inside couldn't enjoy it at all. They huddled in the straw piles and didn't know whether they were sleeping. She was still awake, and no one noticed her.

The system stopped in front of a cell. Although he didn't light a torch, Luo Qianhuai could still clearly see the people inside through the perspective of his soul.

Lying among the straw was a man of about forty years old, with disheveled hair and an unclear appearance. There were brown bloodstains all over the linen prison clothes, obviously he had been punished a lot.

The system is shrouded in darkness. Before long, footsteps were heard outside. This person's steps are quite light, and he is obviously a practitioner.

He must be young, and his temperament does not seem to be stable. When he saw the jailer who was unconscious and unconscious, he said "Huh" with a hint of surprise in his voice.

Luo Qianhuai was very worried about the killer's IQ. He obviously realized something was wrong. Not only did he not leave, he continued to commit crimes. I don't know how his brain circuits are developed.

In just a few breaths, the man found Zheng Pei's cell in the dark. Luo Qianhuai was a little strange. There were many prisoners in this prison, and there were more cells. She relied on the system to guide her directly to her destination. What did this killer brother rely on?

Therefore, he was either an insider of the Yiting, or an insider pointed the way for him in advance. In short, this matter was probably caused by internal and external collusion.

He didn't see Luo Qianhuai, but Luo Qianhuai saw him clearly. Speaking of which, although this dear man was taller than her by a few feet, his appearance was similar to hers. He was completely black, his head and face were wrapped in black cloth, and only a pair of eyes were exposed.

He had already found a long set of keys from the jailer, groping in the dark and trying them one by one.

Trying out keys also requires luck. After failing to open the lock for more than ten times, the man felt a little irritated and cursed "Ouch" in a low voice.

Luo Qianhuai couldn't stand it anymore, and so did the system. He didn't know what the reasons were, but he strode to the man's side. In his horrified eyes, he stretched out a black lambskin-wearing With a slight twist of the gloved hand, the iron lock, which was more than a foot long, was broken.

The man's eyes widened and he swallowed hard, seemingly frightened. But his quality is not bad. At this time, he has not forgotten to thank you subconsciously:

"Thank you, senior, for your help!"

The system remained calm and did not answer. He folded his arms in front of his chest and stood still.

"Senior, is this person also your target?" Seeing that she was not moving, the man hesitated for a moment and was too embarrassed to advance: "How about you come first?"

The system just looked at him silently without any reaction.

"If senior is afraid of getting his hands dirty, then it's better for me to go?" He said with a cautious smile.

Seeing that Luo Qianhuai still looked motionless, he moved his legs and feet into the cell. While moving back, he looked back at her. Although there was a bit of caution in his eyes, it was more like worship. ?

Although the killer's voice just now was not loud, it was not too quiet either. It had already alerted people in several nearby cells, including Zheng Pei himself.

It's just that it was dark and cold in the prison at the moment. Except for Zheng Pei himself, everyone else just looked in this direction a few times and then fell silent.

After entering the prison, he didn't even know whether his own life could be saved, and no one was in the mood to pay attention to others.

"What are you doing? Come here, help!" Zheng Pei tried his best to crawl inside, but he probably hadn't drank water for a long time, and his voice was hoarse and weak, and couldn't carry it far at all.

"No matter how much you call, no one will come. Just go down in peace." The man said cheerfully and took out a rope from his arms. He looked back at Luo Qianhuai again, and seeing that she had no intention of stopping him, he just wrapped his arms around Zheng Pei's neck and exerted force on his hands.