Operation Red Book

"These chains can't hold him back. He can break free by turning into a giant bat."

Bell took out two jars of potion from his suitcase and handed them to the warden.

"The previous stock of medicine should be running low. I left in a hurry this time and only brought two bottles. I will send someone to continue the supply after I return."

The warden took Bell's medicine with a flattering smile on his face, thanked him repeatedly, then turned around and handed the potion to the prison guard.

"Quickly put away Miss Bell's medicine. Don't forget to feed him once a day."

The warden gave the order and then said to Bell: "Don't worry, Miss Bell, we give him your medicine every day. Besides, with this special glass, he can't escape even if he turns into a snake!"

Holmes knocked on the glass and kicked it a few times. After confirming that there was no damage, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Really?" Thomas squinted his eyes and smiled, saying naively to the warden.

"I want to try!"

Before Bell could stop him, Thomas turned himself into a pool of liquid, quickly flowed into the glass through the gap, and quickly returned to human form. The whole process took less than two seconds.

"Da da!"

Thomas raised his hands in joy and jumped for happiness.

Everyone on the other side of the glass was stunned and stood there in astonishment.

"It's been a long time since I tasted fresh blood!"

Dalton stared at the cheering Thomas, his hoarse voice full of excitement and excitement.

Dalton stretched out his skinny hand. His palm was charcoal black, but his black nails were extremely sharp.

Just as Dalton was about to touch Thomas' neck, Thomas turned around and Thomas disappeared from his sight in an instant.

"Wow, there's a window here!" Thomas' childish voice sounded behind Dalton.

Thomas had his back to him and was pointing at the small window outside the glass.

Dalton made a "gurgling" sound in his throat, he clenched his teeth, kicked his legs, and pounced on Thomas.

This time, Thomas' neck was actually pinched.

Dalton became excited and tightened his hands quickly.

Unexpectedly, Thomas' neck turned into orange-red sand, which quickly flowed through Dalton's fingers and disappeared soon.

"It's so boring, nothing but glass."

Thomas stood in front of the glass on the other side, facing Dalton, pouting in dissatisfaction.

Then, in front of everyone, he turned into a fluid, passed through the glass, and instantly stood next to Joshua.

He looked up at Joshua with a big smile on his face and said in a particularly proud voice: "What do you think? I'm awesome, right?"

Before Joshua could praise him, Belle rushed over, grabbed his ear and walked out. Thomas was in so much pain that he kept calling out "Beautiful Miss Belle" and "Kind Miss Belle".

Holmes crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at the warden.

The warden wiped the sweat from his forehead and kept bowing to Holmes. "Yes, yes, I'm sorry. We will reinforce it and make sure there won't be any cracks on the glass."

"No need, just reinforce it and leave a few small holes for air to pass through."

Holmes knocked on the glass door again, looked at Dalton with sharp eyes, and pulled Joshua over.

"Don't you want to ask him questions? Go ahead."

Joshua hurriedly searched for the note in his trouser pocket, cleared his throat, glanced at Dalton, and began to read in a low voice:

"What does GH mean?"

Dalton stared at Joshua with his scarlet eyes and frowned.

After a tense silence, he said faintly: "Has your throat been gnawed by a goat? Such a small sound is not for ants to hear!"

"I, I, I, I..."

Joshua turned back anxiously to look for Holmes.