I Have an All-Knowing Mirror

Chapter 36: The Ends of the Earth

Qiao Mingyuan steeled himself and inserted two silver needles into the back of his neck.

"It doesn't hurt at all."

Qiao Mingyuan breathed a slight sigh of relief, then instinctively looked at the mirror in front of him.

But when he looked, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Holy shit!" Qiao Mingyuan couldn't believe what he was seeing.

The Qiao Mingyuan in the mirror now had soft facial features, completely devoid of any masculine vigor, vaguely revealing a gentle feminine temperament.

Whether in the East or across the ocean, this appearance and temperament would undoubtedly be considered that of a great beauty.

"How was this achieved?"

Qiao Mingyuan found it utterly unbelievable. At this moment, his entire facial structure had changed—this wasn't something makeup could accomplish, and even plastic surgery might not achieve such perfect results.

"Was it those two iron needles?"Waves of shock surged through Qiao Mingyuan's heart.

The reversal of his appearance had occurred immediately after inserting those two iron needles.

"Don't worry, you just need to pull out the iron needles and your appearance will return to normal."

Su Yuan's voice came at just the right moment.

Using iron needles to fix the skin and thereby alter one's appearance was a disguise method provided by the gray mirror.

Human appearance is primarily composed of three parts.

Bones, facial features, and skin.

Any change to one of these three parts would significantly impact one's appearance.

Altering appearance by pulling and fixing the skin is the simplest method, with related disguise techniques existing in ancient Xia Country.

Of course, the related disguise techniques from ancient Xia Country could at most change one's appearance; achieving what Qiao Mingyuan had experienced—transforming from male to female, even developing a gentle feminine temperament—was naturally extremely difficult.

This involved numerous factors like the positions where the iron needles were inserted, the force used to fix the skin, and so on. Changing appearance was easy, but changing into a specific appearance was difficult.

However, with the gray mirror present, none of this was a problem.

Su Yuan directly obtained from the gray mirror the answer about which positions to insert the needles to achieve this effect.

"Too incredible."

After learning he could return to normal, Qiao Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now put on the wig and breast forms, and change your clothes."

Su Yuan instructed.

"Okay."

Qiao Mingyuan completely trusted Su Yuan and immediately began changing.

Two minutes later, Qiao Mingyuan in the changing room had disappeared, replaced by a great beauty with fair skin, delicate facial features, and a gentle temperament.

Qiao Mingyuan's gaze was filled with amazement.

At this point, forget about those chasing him—even his wife probably wouldn't recognize him.

"You can go out now."

Su Yuan's voice came through.

Hearing this, Qiao Mingyuan immediately prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Qiao Mingyuan stopped and looked at the lockers he had opened.

He had borrowed clothes, cosmetics, and other items from the lockers but had left corresponding US dollars as compensation.

"Could this leave clues?" Qiao Mingyuan asked cautiously.

If the disappearance of clothes and cosmetics, along with the appearance of extra dollars, reached the ears of the assassins chasing him, they could likely deduce something.

"It won't." Su Yuan said.

Through the gray mirror, he knew that five hours later, the first female staff member would discover her missing clothes while seeing the compensatory dollars.

Six hours later, the station leadership would learn about this incident and order an investigation into who had entered the changing room.

Naturally, they would find nothing.

The surveillance footage related to Qiao Mingyuan had also been replaced by Su Yuan.

Finally, when the station leadership asked the staff member who lost the clothes how to resolve this matter and whether to call the police.

The response received was 'forget it.'

Although clothes and cosmetics were missing, the compensation received was several times or even ten times the value of the lost items.

As for calling the police? Leaving aside whether they could catch anyone, those dollars would be considered 'evidence' and would definitely have to be handed over.

This was something none of the involved parties wanted.

So the final outcome of this matter would be that it would simply fade away without resolution.

The involved parties even intentionally concealed this matter from outsiders.

Outsiders would have no way of knowing.

Leaving dollars as compensation would completely conceal Qiao Mingyuan's tracks.

If no dollars were left, the involved parties would choose to call the police, which would blow up the matter and instead attract the attention of the Truth Society assassins.

This was why Su Yuan specifically instructed Qiao Mingyuan to leave dollars as compensation.

Everything Su Yuan did was interconnected with specific purposes and wouldn't be meaningless.

There definitely wouldn't be any hidden dangers or loopholes.

If so-called hidden dangers or loopholes actually appeared, they would be intentionally left by Su Yuan.

Following Su Yuan's commands.

Qiao Mingyuan walked out of the changing room and headed directly toward the station exit.

Along the way, although Qiao Mingyuan appeared completely unconcerned on the surface, his heart was turbulent inside because he had encountered at least over a dozen black-suited men with sunglasses.

"How did I actually manage to walk from the restroom to the changing room back then?"

Qiao Mingyuan swallowed secretly, his awe and respect for Su Yuan, who was directing him, growing even stronger.

Soon.

Qiao Mingyuan reached the exit and smoothly left the station.

From beginning to end, not a single black-suited man with sunglasses glanced his way.

In fact, the dozens of black-suited men with sunglasses had searched very thoroughly, carefully observing any male for a while.

They were worried it might be Qiao Mingyuan in disguise.

However, currently Qiao Mingyuan's external feminine characteristics were too obvious.

He was practically a different person from the 'Qiao Mingyuan' they were pursuing.

Naturally, he received no attention.

"After leaving the station, turn right. In two minutes, a taxi will pass by. Hail it and take that taxi..."

Qiao Mingyuan obediently followed Su Yuan's instructions and arrived at an inland city three hours later.

"I, I actually escaped the pursuit successfully?"

Qiao Mingyuan felt like he was dreaming.

In fact, when he saw that assassins were already waiting for him at the station, Qiao Mingyuan had already resigned himself to likely facing disaster.

"Who are you, and why did you save me?"

Only now did Qiao Mingyuan finally ask.

"Who I am, you don't need to know. Why I saved you? That matter isn't urgent for now."

Su Yuan smiled slightly through the phone: "Rest for a while first. Go to room 35 on the twelfth floor of the Hill Hotel. The door to that room isn't locked, and no one will disturb you. You can rest there for half a day."

"Just leave me alone?" Qiao Mingyuan was stunned and couldn't help saying: "Aren't you afraid I'll run away?"

Although he didn't know why Su Yuan saved him, he certainly had his own purposes—it couldn't possibly be free, right?

And whatever those purposes were, they would necessarily require his presence.

"Run?" Su Yuan's tone was calm: "You won't run."

This statement carried implications that even Qiao Mingyuan didn't know.

Even if you want to run, you can't escape.

Even if you run to the ends of the earth, so what?

For Su Yuan, wanting to know your specific whereabouts and location was merely a matter of asking one question.