‘Listen, feel, think, keep your eyes open and don’t be confused by appearances, you are…’

In the cold and empty cell, a pair of blue-green eyes suddenly opened. The man lying on the hard bed sat up straight and gasped.

"I'm so scared. Why do you always dream about this recently... You can tell me clearly what I am!

Strange, it was obviously the first time I had this dream, so why do I always say…”

The man who spoke was wearing a clean and neat short black hair, a white vest on the upper body, and a white hospital gown with blue stripes on the lower body. His appearance was not very outstanding, but his deep blue-green eyes added a bit of charm to him.

The man frowned, his face covered with sweat beads. The vest, which was not well made of, was transparent with sweat, and the smooth muscle lines inside could be seen vaguely.

"I feel a little confused and a very serious sense of incongruity. I should have been dealing with something before... No, my name is Yue Chuanfax, and I was writing novels before."

He wanted to wipe the sweat from his body, but suddenly he found that his wrists and ankles were all bound by shackles. The chains on the shackles were very long, so he could perform limited actions, but the maximum range of actions was within this room.

"This is a cell. Except for a small window at the door, the rest of the walls are spliced ​​with steel plates. The patterns or symbols on these steel plates and chains are very exquisite. The price to make these things is not low, so this is not an ordinary kidnapping..."

Yue Chuanzhen was not very panicked, but was very calm to observe the situation in the room.

"The room is closed, and even if the call for help is not transmitted, it is just a waste of effort. There are two cameras on the ceiling, so my actions should be noticed... This is a useless use to kidnap me, a useless house."

Yue Chuanzhen murmured in a low voice, suddenly glimpsed his arm, and the faint muscle lines that appeared were definitely not something he, an otaku, could have.

"This body is definitely not mine, so if I hadn't been exercising like a bald orangutan in my dream for ten years, then I should have traveled through time.

If it is a time travel, then maybe this body is a very dangerous criminal, and this is the government's prison. Also, if this is really another world, there is a possibility of supernatural powers, so these symbols on the chain should have their meaning."

He sat cross-legged on the hard bed, calmly analyzing, with a curvature curled up, and seemed a little excited.

"I was writing an article at home alone, but I accidentally fell asleep and woke up here. My body was not mine, so it should be my soul. I can't escape with such a tight guard.

So I should pretend to be amnesia for a while so that I can prevent my identity as a time traveler from being exposed. Maybe I can get a commutation of sentence due to mental problems... Well, this cell does not look like the ancient world, there should be a commutation of sentence...

Damn, if you are like other time travelers, you won’t have to worry about having the memory of your body owner. My first task is to find a way to escape from the cell. As a time traveler, this is a very difficult start.”

Yue Chuanzhen muttered for half an hour, preparing for his future time travel. After learning that he had traveled through time, he accepted it very quickly, which was a bit incredible.

Before traveling through time, Yue Chuanzhen was not a very important person. He had no girlfriend or friends, lived alone outside, and had a younger brother who was highly anticipated at home. Even the writing he valued most was only a few words after the novel was updated. No one really cared about him.

All tragic life and the fate of the little people can be changed through time travel, so time travel is actually a blessing for Yue Chuanzhen.

After thinking about how to deal with the current situation, Yue Chuanzhen smiled self-deprecatingly: "God knows why I, a disabled man, can think so calmly in prison after traveling through time. It should be the golden finger brought by traveling through time. It's better, just like that bald orangutan-like IQ may not survive two chapters in the face of this situation."

Huh? Why do I say bald orangutan?

Yue Chuanzhen shook his head, just thinking it was just casual words and not thinking about it.

Half an hour later, the door of the cell was opened, and several men in black suits walked into the house nervously and pressed Yue Chuanfa on the ground roughly, making him feel a pain.

"Hey, I did nothing, I didn't need such a big battle, the criminals have human rights." Yue Chuanzhen shouted dissatisfiedly, but the men in black ignored him and just held him firmly, and he was unable to struggle.

However, although Yue Chuanzhen was controlled, he was secretly observing these men. Each man had a pistol under his armpit or waist, but most of them were antiques such as revolvers.

This kind of pistol is rarely used in the 21st century, and their dressing style is a bit retro, so it should not be the 21st century, but it is similar to the 1960s and 1970s?

While observing, Yue Chuanzhen saw a man wearing a cowboy hat and leather boots coming over, pressing his hand on his head, and he came to him sleeplessly. Yue Chuanzhen could only fall asleep.

...

Near Yue Chuanqian's cell, there is a monitoring room with several black and white monitors. Those monitors play various behaviors in the monitoring room simultaneously, but the pictures here are different from what Yue Chuanqian has experienced.

At first, Yue Chuanzhen opened his eyes, sat up, and then stared at the camera, showing a very strange smile.

"At 14:17 on February 1, 1990, the target affected by absurd objects woke up and there was no sign of mania at present."

A blonde lady in a gray suit sat in front of the monitor, drinking milk tea while staring at the surveillance footage. She had to record all abnormal actions of Yue Chuanfa in the cell.

Half an hour later, Yue Chuanzhen's expression no longer calmed down, became very ferocious. He walked down from the bed and began to yell in the cell, mostly with threatening and intimidating words.

"At 14:47, the target started to act, showed signs of mania, and tried to destroy the restraining equipment." The lady wrote on a record sheet.

After more than ten minutes of shouting, Yue Chuanzhen stopped shouting, but began to constantly hit his body, hit the wall with his body, or tried to break free from the chain. Although his body had been damaged, he didn't care at all.

"At 14:59, the target is self-harm, and it is expected that irreversible damage will be caused within ten minutes. It is recommended to start taking action immediately." Seeing this, the lady quickly turned on the walkie-talkie and reported.

"I understand, Meng Yan is already outside the door, I hope it can succeed." A middle-aged man said melancholy in a somewhat obscene voice across the intercom.

On the screen of the monitor, several men in black rushed into the room and firmly controlled Yue Chuanzhen, who was traumatizing himself. However, Yue Chuanzhen was still struggling fiercely, and his head kept hitting the ground, and his head was broken and bloody.
Chapter completed!