AGENT 11 (Chu Te Gong Huang Fei novel/Xiao Xiang Dong Er 潇湘冬儿

Agent 11-ch2

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Chapter 2 Rain

20 minutes after midnight, Chu Qiao closed the bathroom door. She walked over to the sink to wash her hands.

The Prison was completely silent without any sound. At this time, the day's fatigue was at its peak. Even for those highly trained Special Forces, alertness slightly decreases. Picking up a towel, Chu Qiao slowly dried her hands, while carefully checking her pulse; calculating the time.

Ten, nine, eight, ...

Five, four ... ...

Zero. Chu Qiao calmly turned and walked towards the bed.

Suddenly a muffled bang resounded. Water suddenly burst everywhere from the ruptured water pipes. Subtle flames covered the pipeline. However, it did not touch Chu Qiao's body, because she was not close enough to be hit by the spray.

Outside, the prison guards were startled when they saw a water pipe explode. They didn't know if the prisoner was dead or alive. The two guards suddenly panicked and quickly pressed the switch and password to open the cell. With a sub machine gun in one hand and holding an intercom in the other, they rushed inside. However, the short blast damaged the signal transmission for five seconds and the only thing the main station could hear was rustling unclear signal.

Opportunity must not be lost because time won't come again. When the two prison guards ran up to the bathroom to examine the explosion, Chu Qiao's closed eyes had suddenly opened with a glint. Her body instantaneously moved like civet cat, almost immediately arriving at the prison door. The two guards were shocked, however, before they could shout, all they heard was the sound of the prison door shutting tightly.

Chu Qiao looked at the two furious men inside, as she quickly approached the control room. The video footage from one hour before was quickly extracted and cut. After deleting the evidence, she dragged a chair to reach a pinhole camera located outside the prison, and then she disconnected the signal, turned the camera to the open space and loaded the edited footage. After doing that, she plugged back the camera and disconnected the radio signal transmission.

Just in time too. After 5 seconds, the blasted area started to self repair. The water leaks were quickly bonded. The prison cell was closed tight, and the two guards' yells were as just loud as mosquitoes. They were unable to penetrate the closed cage whether through sound or action. The monitors returned to normal, only the overall picture shown was of an image from an hour ago; a guilty woman sitting in bed quietly, while the guards patrolled back and forth outside. Everything was so peaceful and quiet.

Chu Qiao looked sharply at her surroundings to examine the security.

In the control room, she opened the guard's storage reserves. Taking off her wet clothes, she put on the fourth prison guards clothes. After putting on a hat, she picked up a HK pistol fitted with a silencer and attached it to her waist. Afterwards, she turned and walked out.

The two prison guards were still daring to open the cell. It was not a move of recklessness, but determination.

Even if the fourth prison was near the capital, it was geographically isolated and hidden in secret. The prisoners there were felons to be heard in the National High-Level Military Court. Their importance was self-evident. Each cell had a tight defense to the point of being nitpicked. Each cell was stand-alone, equipped with high-end weapons, and a powerful monitoring system filled with personnel. Inside and outside each prison building were three of the country's special servicemen guards, divided by two front doors. Just like the Chu Qiao's quarters, as long as there was an open password, you can open it. But, outer prison door, it needs the last person's fingerprints for the lock to be opened.