Chapter 157: The Mysterious Person Reappears

He certainly didn't know that, after receiving his news, the other party had already made arrangements and responded promptly.

Unfortunately, he never received those replies, but every word appeared intact on the Elder Principal's computer screen.

Although they were all using coded language, that couldn't stop the Elder Principal from extracting most of the useful information from it.

For example, one week later, two o'clock in the morning, someone would meet up, and so on—a series of keywords.

This was already the tenth day; the third instructor had vanished without a trace, and that person was clearly unable to sit still.

The phrase "waiting for death" doesn't apply to these folks who have spent their lives dancing on the blade's edge.

Just as the hand‑trained soldiers had finished assembling on the drill field but still hadn't seen the instructor arrive, in a room on the second floor of a four‑story office building at the northwest corner of Warrior School, a man—note, a man—was applying makeup in front of a mirror.

About fifteen minutes later, when the man rose from his chair, his previously straight back instantly became slightly hunched, making him look frail and aged.

At one, at a glance, none, one wrong version%！'

The fingerprint, retinal scan, and series of passwords required for entry didn't delay this person even half a second.

At the same time, He Zhijun, far away at the headquarters of the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade, had just received a piece of news: Shang Ming, the leader of a certain country's criminal organization, had mobilized manpower on a large scale a few days earlier, gathered several well‑known mercenary groups from around the world, and had already left his old hideout five days ago, heading for the very island where Warrior School is located!

If he hadn't grabbed the edge of the washbasin in time, he might have collapsed.

The route he chose was clearly pre‑planned as well.

However, that voice continued:

This voice was ringing in the Elder Principal's ears alone—no one else could hear it, even if they stood beside him.

Things had come to this point—even his bedroom while he slept could be tampered with; is that not a serious problem? Of course, this may also be inseparably linked to the "Zero Plan" he has now begun to implement.

"Damn!" he muttered under his breath, immediately abandoned the plan to open the door, turned and hurried back the way he came……

However, this man's makeup method is completely different from a woman's.

In less than ten minutes, he arrived at the door of the cell where Xiezi was held, located at the far end of the corridor.

Makeup and such aren't the most important; what matters is that his posture, gait, and every move are completely consistent with the Elder Principal who is still asleep, showing no difference at all.

Of course, the Elder Principal didn't have Liu Xiaotian's system assistance; it was merely a miniature implanted communicator, through which someone was speaking to him. The Elder Principal exhaled softly without a trace, rose from the bedside, and walked toward the bathroom.

But things have progressed to this point; there is no longer any reason that could stop the Elder Principal, who once stood at the pinnacle, from continuing his plan……

And on the door of the room he walked out of hung a sign that read, in English, "Principal's Office"……

Changing clothes could be called magic, but lifting a hand to change an entire face…… isn't that the face‑changing of Sichuan opera? Only, this person's "face‑changing" is obviously far more advanced.

On the screen, the Elder Principal had already sat up from the bed and was getting ready to get off.

He first applied a layer of something like glue to his face, then stuck a skin‑colored membrane as thin as a cicada's wing onto his face.

As for satellite imagery…… this morning, for unknown reasons, the small island was suddenly shrouded in thick fog, visibility under fifty meters, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

Because, at least ten or so meters of distance are blind spots for ground surveillance. After leaving that office building, the person headed straight for the basement where Xiezi was detained.

Finally, he took out a tiny box from his pocket, opened it, used tweezers to place two contact‑lens‑like pieces on his eyes, cleaned up everything he had just used, then pulled the door open and walked out.

If anyone passed by at this moment, they would surely step forward and politely greet him with "Good morning, Principal."

Perhaps it was the dinner food, or perhaps the milk before bed, or maybe some substance present in the air he breathed after falling asleep……

Meanwhile, the mysterious person who had left the underground cell, at the moment of walking out the main gate, merely waved a hand casually—his clothes and facial features seemed to become those of another person, his gait shifted accordingly, and he hurried off toward the right‑front direction.

In the bathroom, the Elder Principal spat out the mouthwash, his body swaying slightly.

After a while, the other party let out a heavy sigh and voluntarily ended the call.

Raising his hand to look, he saw a display screen only slightly larger than a watch face, showing exactly the Elder Principal's bedroom.

And if anyone saw him before he put on makeup, they would surely be amazed at his disguise ability.

The person who provided this information, code‑named "Tuna", whose real name is Wang Qing Shan, is precisely the father of Wang Yanbing, who is currently training at Warrior School.

Just as he reached out to open the door, he suddenly felt a faint vibration in his wrist.

But their worth is far greater than the leaked information—don't you think doing this is hardly worthwhile?"

"Rest assured, he's already gone; don't show the slightest abnormality now—just pretend nothing happened. I'll try to see if I can track where he goes after leaving the underground cell."

At the same time, in the Elder Principal's bedroom.

The Elder Principal still didn't speak.

"Old buddy, are you really sure you want to do this? You should know that once the Zero Plan is fully implemented, the Warrior School you've painstakingly run for all these years might have to shut its doors.

You also know that everyone actually has their own selfish motives; the three we've dealt with are merely a tiny issue, and the leaked information isn't top secret, so it won't have much impact on Warrior School.

Next came applying fake beard, eyebrows, combing the hair, and so on—a whole series of "operations".

Waves of intense dizziness struck his mind, making the Elder Principal clearly realize that someone must have tampered with him the night before he went to sleep.

If any one of Liu Xiaotian's four companions saw that person wave a hand and instantly turn into someone else, they'd probably instinctively clap first and then speak.

Upon learning that Wang Yanbing was at Warrior School, Wang Qing Shan immediately and strongly demanded that Wang Yanbing be withdrawn.

Since it wasn't a direct conversation, He Zhijun didn't know exactly what Wang Qing Shan had said, and even if he did, he lacked the authority to agree or refuse.

Given his rank, the only thing he could do now was to report the information to Deputy Commander Gao.

Of course, if possible, he would indeed be willing to immediately recall the trainees Wang Yanbing, Liu Xiaotian, He Chen Guang, and Li Erniu—all of them!

(End of chapter)