PFC Chapter 125 The warden is being pursued by a top-tier prisoner? (21)
Chapter 125 The warden is being pursued by a top-tier prisoner? (21)
The next day, Shen Wangchuan got up early, dressed properly, and prepared to buy face masks.
As the largest prison in the federal government, Alpha Prison has comprehensive infrastructure and is largely intelligent.
Not many human resources are needed; as long as robots are present, the effect of supervising prisoners can be achieved.
You can earn points for daily life by completing the corresponding point-earning tasks.
At this moment, Shen Wangchuan was dressed simply, in a white short-sleeved shirt and pure black casual pants, which made him look tall and long-legged.
With one hand in his pocket, he scanned the barcode on the self-service machine with his wristband.
With a "click," the vending machine door opened.
Simply enter what you want, and the machine will display the relevant items, but only everyday items.
Shen Wangchuan started by typing "black mask," then after a moment's thought, added "band-aid."
As for why he didn't choose the treatment spray, he had his own considerations.
After receiving the item, he first put a band-aid on the corner of his lips, even though it had been a night, his lips still hurt a little.
"Hi~"
The pain made Shen Wangchuan squint, so he knew that offending the warden would come at a price, but he would dare to do it again next time.
He went over wearing a mask a while later, and it's unclear how Xie Liuyan reacted.
However, the one thing he hadn't expected was that Xie Liuyan packed up and ran away overnight.
Let's rewind to last night.
After speaking, Xie Liuyan began packing his things.
He was only staying here temporarily, so he didn't have anything valuable to take with him.
If there's anything on my mind, it's that I need to select a mech squad to prepare for the Zerg invasion.
This was originally his job, but now that this has happened, if he goes tomorrow, he'll inevitably see Shen Wangchuan again.
For the first time, the usually rule-abiding God was so eager to put aside his work and avoid seeing or hearing about it.
He walked to the wardrobe, pulled out his suitcase, and started putting clothes inside.
You must bring your military uniform; leave the warden's uniform here.
Hmm, bring a few sets of casual clothes, and the black umbrella I brought at the beginning.
He didn't have much stuff; his suitcase was easy to lift.
After packing his things, Xie Liuyan prepared to arrange his work and casually sent a message to his adjutant, Lin Fang.
Poor Lin Fang thought that the marshal was sending him a message late at night because he had some important military information to give him.
In just a few minutes, he tidied his messy appearance into a soldier's look.
That wasn't enough. Lin Fang also composed himself, after all, not everyone can remain calm when disturbed in the middle of the night.
The call was connected, and Lin Fang's voice was filled with doubt and a hint of urgency:
"Marshal? Is there something you need to instruct me on?"
Xie Liuyan paused for a moment, a rare occurrence, as he looked at the adjutant whose collar buttons were slightly misaligned.
He reflected inwardly on whether he had been too harsh on his adjutant.
However, he still had to say it, so he coughed lightly:
"Are there any meetings scheduled in the Federal Parliament recently? Or does the First Legion have any important matters that require my attention?"
He asked the question in a very cryptic way, leaving the poor, half-asleep adjutant Lin completely bewildered.
ah? ? !
When did the marshal ever care about these things?
The Federal Parliament holds meetings every day; it's all just for show. Even the Marshal has never attended any of these meetings.
For those occasions where the Marshal absolutely had to attend, Lin Fang would substitute on his behalf, citing the Marshal's busy schedule.
As for the First Legion, there is none left.
Important matters were usually handled via interstellar mail, while urgent but not very important matters were handled by him through a terminal and in contact with the marshal.
Having just gotten out of the soft bed, Lieutenant Lin was completely bewildered, his mind racing but still blank.
He naturally didn't realize the implication in Xie Liuyan's words, and could only reply with a puzzled look on his face:
"I think so? If the Marshal needs it, I'll check it now."
Xie Liuyan didn't expect Lieutenant Lin's brain to be able to figure out so many convoluted things, so he went straight to the point:
"I need you to go on a business trip to fill in for me as warden for a few days. I'm going to a meeting at the Federation and will be back in about a week."
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Lin's drowsiness vanished instantly; were these the words of the workaholic marshal?
They actually wanted him to serve as warden at Alpha Prison for a few days? Lin Fang was completely dumbfounded, his tone filled with confusion:
"Marshal, what happened to you? I remember you were at Alpha Prison for just over a month."
At this point, Xie Liuyan saw no need to hide anything from his subordinates, and he spoke calmly:
"It's a bit troublesome. I've recently been harassed by a prisoner, so I'm going out to lay low for a while."
Lin Fang was speechless. Marshal, he's been entangled with someone? What kind of joke is this?
The words, when put together, seemed unfamiliar to him.
But seeing the marshal's calm demeanor on the communication line, Lin Fang didn't take it to heart.
At that time, he never imagined that someone who dared to pester the marshal and eventually forced him to avoid him for several days could be a kind soul.
Seeing that he had no further reaction, Xie Liuyan ended the conversation with a few words:
"Thank you for coming in your private starship tonight. I plan to leave tonight."
The previous news was so shocking that Lin Fang was now numb.
His expression was strange, and he neither agreed nor disagreed with Xie Liuyan's instructions.
"Also, if you have other tasks tomorrow, I'll send them directly to your StarNet."
"Yes, Marshal!"
And so, everything was arranged. Xie Liuyan, pulling his suitcase and carrying a black umbrella, quietly left the prison.
Little did they know that someone's mentality would completely collapse the next day when they saw Lin Fang.
However, Xie Liuyan could only think of it.
Lin Fang arrived very late. Fortunately, the planet where the First Legion was stationed was not too far from the desolate star, otherwise it would have taken several days and nights to get there.
Watching the marshal depart in his starship, Lin Fang was about to begin his arduous life as acting warden.
The timeline returns to the present.
Although he was wearing a black mask, Shen Wangchuan was in a good mood.
He arrived fifteen minutes earlier than usual, and Wei Xingtong finally arrived late after a while.
Upon arriving at her workstation, Wei Xingtong was immediately drawn to her boss's unique style.
Back when they were space pirates, their leader looked righteous and didn't resemble a space pirate leader at all.
Oh, so it was because they were short of a face mask, haha.
With the mask on, half of Shen Wangchuan's previously expressionless face was covered, revealing a pair of extremely cold eyes.
A fierce aura swept over us.
He was just about to make fun of his boss when Shen Wangchuan glanced at him, and he immediately became obedient.
However, when an officer he had never met before walked into the mecha parts room and announced that he would temporarily serve as the warden, Wei Xingtong clearly saw that his boss's eyes had really changed.
The original coldness was replaced by ruthlessness, and his aura instantly turned gloomy. What was even more terrifying was that the part in the boss's hand cracked with a "crack".
Good heavens! Even if it's not an indestructible material, it's at least a titanium-integrated metal.
Wei Xingtong subtly shifted his body, glanced at Lin Fang, and said, "Brother, good luck."
Amen (candle)