As they moved forward, Xiao Yan took a quick look around. He noticed that the prison corridors had cameras spaced less than five meters apart, along with infrared sensors and vibration detectors. Even a Rattata running loose would set off the alarm.
"We're here." The four of them reached the end of the corridor, where a cell stood. It was a little different from the others: two guards were stationed beside its entrance.
One guard said casually, "From now on, this is your home, so you'd better settle down and get used to it. If you don't cause trouble, we won't give you any. Understand?"
"Understood." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly. He could now fully understand why the citizens outside were so angry. They had broken no laws, yet Team Flare treated them roughly, like criminals.
The guard selected a key from his key ring and unlocked the two-inch-thick iron door.
"Hold it!" Just as Xiao Yan was about to enter, the guard beside him suddenly stopped him.
The two Team Flare grunts who had escorted him there began searching him, confiscating his backpack and all six Poké Balls.
Watching his partners being taken away like that filled Xiao Yan with fury. He wanted nothing more than to turn around and beat them up, but to keep the operation from failing, he swallowed his anger and entered the cell.
The iron door slammed shut.
He looked in surprise at the woman sitting on the edge of a bed. She was the black-haired woman who had escaped earlier, only to be captured again.
After entering the two-person cell, Xiao Yan glanced around. The walls and floor were concrete, and the barred window had no glass. A crude single bed stood on either side of the cell, but the floor was riddled with