Chapter 91

Chu Ying dodged the searchlights, his figure darting, and appeared at the edge of the high wall outside the prison. The trees around the prison had long been cleared away, and the bright moon hung high in the sky. Although it was the middle of the night, the field of vision was extremely wide, and any slight carelessness would reveal his presence.

Chu Ying pressed his ear against the wall, but the high wall was built of mountain stones and was half a meter thick, with excellent soundproofing, making it impossible to hear any movement inside.

At this point, Chu Ying felt a bit regretful. If he had conducted a reconnaissance beforehand, he wouldn't be in this situation now. If he rashly entered, just one person spotting him would trigger the alarm. Although it would be difficult to catch him, his plan for today would be ruined, and subsequent plans would be put on hold.

As a legendary figure in the world of assassins, Chu Ying had endurance that surpassed human limits. He wasn't in a hurry, and as long as he could climb the high wall, his years of experience would quickly allow him to grasp the layout of the prison's guard posts.

So, the most difficult thing now was how to climb the high wall.

The wall was about three meters high, with an additional meter of electrified fence on top. Although these couldn't pose a threat to Chu Ying, the lack of information about the inside made it impossible to choose the best place to climb.

Returning to a high vantage point for reconnaissance was no longer feasible in terms of time, and he didn't have night vision equipment, so he couldn't see clearly from a distance.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a foolproof plan. Chu Ying sighed softly. The plan for today had to proceed, and it seemed he had no choice but to take a risk!

With this thought, Chu Ying's eyes suddenly became calm. In the gap between the two searchlights' beams, Chu Ying climbed the high wall like a gecko, taking no more than three seconds. Just as he grabbed the edge of the wall, another searchlight beam shone on him, causing him to break out in a cold sweat. He quickly crouched down, barely avoiding detection.

The electric fence carried a safe current that would only paralyze a person, not kill them. Chu Ying had planned for this; his climbing suit was highly insulating and gray, blending perfectly with the wall color, making him almost invisible if not looked at closely.

Lying on the wall, Chu Ying scanned the entire prison, feeling a chill at the back of his neck. He realized he had severely underestimated this prison.

Before this, Chu Ying thought that Qingyang City, being just a county-level city, would only house petty thieves and a few death row inmates. But when he saw the actual situation inside the prison, he realized he had made a huge mistake. The prison was heavily guarded, with a guard every five meters, all armed with real weapons.

Even though it was night, the guards showed no signs of relaxation, their backs straight, clearly well-trained police officers!

Perhaps Zhang Hua hadn't thought deeply about it, only believing that Chu Ying wanted to see Ma Tao, so he only provided the exact location of the cell, saying nothing about the prison's internal situation, as he didn't believe Chu Ying had such a plan.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Ying's eyes flashed with a cold, sharp light, and a wicked smile curved his lips. He felt an uncontrollable urge.

Chu Ying was naturally fond of challenges. In such a situation, his first thought wasn't to retreat but to face the difficulty head-on. Only by creating a miracle in an impossible situation and achieving his goal could he experience the joy of life.

There were four searchlights, which rotated, but the prison was large, and there were blind spots. Chu Ying was skilled in reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, quickly finding the blind spots. He moved slowly along the wall, making no sound at all.

Descending from the blind spot, the feeling of solid ground under his feet made him feel a bit relieved. Chu Ying was bold but not reckless; he was meticulous, so he didn't rush to find Ma Tao's cell.

He was waiting for the best opportunity. He didn't believe the prison was impenetrable; even iron has its weak points.

Hiding in the blind spot, Chu Ying regulated his breathing to the minimum, almost like a corpse, but his eyes were extremely bright, though no one could see them.

Time passed, second by second.

Half an hour later, a group of special police officers with long guns appeared in the courtyard, then walked to the guards, saluting and exchanging positions. The guards who were relieved left quietly.

"The iron plate finally has a crack!" Chu Ying was overjoyed. In the moment when the guards saluted and their lines of sight were blocked, Chu Ying moved, slipping into the corridor like a ghost.

Unlike the bright exterior of the prison, the corridor was pitch black, a humane touch to allow prisoners to rest and sleep, a basic right that couldn't be denied.

On both sides of the corridor were cells, where snores echoed. Chu Ying knew these were just petty thieves; the real heavy criminals were closely guarded and housed in the deepest cells.

According to the information provided by Zhang Hua, Ma Tao was imprisoned in the heavy criminal cell, where only those sentenced to life or death row were kept.

Logically, given Ma Qingfeng's position, Ma Tao shouldn't have been placed there, especially since he was still a suspect, and the case hadn't been resolved. Imprisoning him there was excessive.

However, Chu Ying didn't want to delve into Ma Qingfeng's intentions or what he didn't know. He had only one goal: to bring Ma Tao in standing and take him out lying down!

After passing through the long corridor, Chu Ying appeared at the iron gate of the heavy criminal cell. Reaching here, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Despite the prison's outward appearance of high alert, the interior was much more relaxed. On the way, Chu Ying didn't encounter a single guard, perhaps because no one believed anyone could sneak in undetected under such tight surveillance.

Chu Ying didn't rush to open the iron gate, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

The lack of internal supervision didn't mean he could enter and exit freely. The security system inside, guarded by so many special police officers, was undoubtedly sophisticated.

While Chu Ying was thinking about how to enter without triggering the alarm, the lights in the cells suddenly turned on, and the prisoners began to grumble and shout.

"Routine inspection, get up quickly and gather!" A pig-like roar echoed through the corridor.

Chu Ying was relieved that the iron gate separating the heavy criminal cell from the corridor had hidden him. If he had stood there, he would have been exposed. But standing there dumbly would have been a disaster.

Looking up, he saw a ventilation window above. Without worrying about making noise, he pushed it open and leaped up.

The moment his feet retracted, the iron gate "clanged" open from the inside!