CHAPTER 206: CHAPTER 204: SETTING THE HOOK

Contrary to Secretary Li’s expectations, with the help of the driver, the car was quickly pulled out of the snow trap, taking less than five minutes in total.

Watching all this, Secretary Li vaguely felt something was amiss. Passing through the roadblock so easily was clearly not what Azu had arranged, but he couldn’t directly ask the driver why it was done so quickly.

Secretary Li also couldn’t ask the people next to the car why there was no delay. He could only, after the driver packed his tools and got back in, subtly inquire, "Driver, what’s with that car?"

"Oh, nothing much. Their front wheel got stuck in a pit, and the wheel was spinning helplessly. I just gave them a tow, and they sorted it out themselves," the driver cheerfully answered Secretary Li’s question but then suddenly, somewhat suggestively, asked Secretary Li, "Sir, I didn’t waste any time, did I?"

"Oh... oh! No, no, continue on!" Secretary Li, startled by the driver’s question, hurried to indicate for him to keep going.

The supply truck continued on, but the car that had been freed from the snow pit did not. Once the taillights of the supply truck disappeared out of sight, the people inside finally started the car. However, instead of heading out of town, they turned around and headed back into the city.

Of course, Secretary Li didn’t know what happened with the car behind him. At this moment, he sat nervously on the supply truck, watching it get closer to the target. He was increasingly worried that Azu’s men hadn’t yet captured Chen Xin’s hideout, racking his brains for any possible ways to delay.

"Driver, can you pull over? I need to use the restroom," Secretary Li held it in for a long time and finally thought of a way to stall for a bit.

However, the driver gave him a surprised look, reached over, and handed him an empty plastic bottle: "In this weather, you want to go out and use the toilet? Aren’t you afraid you’ll freeze before you’re done? Use this, just go in the car, I’ll open the window to let the smell out easily."

Looking at the empty plastic bottle handed over by the driver, Secretary Li was at a loss whether to take it or not, frozen in embarrassment.

Noticing Secretary Li’s reaction, the driver finally laughed, but the laugh held an inexplicable sternness: "What, can’t go? We’re all men here, nothing to be shy about."

At this moment, Secretary Li also realized something was wrong and quickly said, "No, no, I’ll just hold it for a while."

"Alright then, just hold it in, don’t wet yourself!" The driver was no longer courteous with Secretary Li, tossed the plastic bottle to him, and then stepped on the gas, picking up speed.

At this time, Secretary Li dared not say anything more, only hoping that Azu’s side had already finished their task and would not expose his identity.

The driver no longer paid attention to Secretary Li, confident that he wouldn’t dare to open the door and try to escape.

Let alone if he would fall to his death, in this cold weather, even if he jumped out, where could he run to? He’d freeze to death in the snow.

Besides, although this was a truck, that doesn’t mean if someone jumped out, they couldn’t be caught up with.

As he drove, the driver no longer feigned simplicity, directly asked Secretary Li, who had guessed his identity, "What’s the real name of that woman in your house? When did she appear in your home?"

"She..." Upon hearing the driver’s question, Secretary Li’s heart sank half a beat. He knew he was exposed but still wanted to struggle: "Driver, who are you talking about? I only have a distant niece at home..."

"Heh, quite the actor, huh? Unfortunately, we’ve already thoroughly investigated. If you confess now, you can still strive for leniency. But if you refuse to confess, it’ll be harsh treatment for resistance!" The driver instantly changed his attitude.

The driver’s sudden stern words shattered the last hope in Secretary Li’s heart, but he stubbornly asked, "Who... who exactly are you?"

"Hmph, Captain Li Yu of the First Battalion, Second Squad of the City’s Special Police Unit! Did you really think we didn’t know you were passing information to your nephew under the guise of smoking, disguised as a cleaning terrorist?" The driver revealed his identity, being Qin Lan’s old superior, Captain Li: "Think it over, come clean about everything to save yourself trouble when you get to the interrogation room, and save us some trouble too."

Hearing Captain Li reveal his identity, Secretary Li collapsed into his seat, and the plastic bottle previously thrown at him by Captain Li fell from his hand, hitting the truck’s cabin floor.

A pair of shiny silver handcuffs was promptly handed to him: "Put them on yourself."

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When Captain Li drove to Chen Xin’s hideout, he was taken aback by the scene of vivid red before him.

In the range illuminated by the car headlights, at least seven or eight bodies were lying face down on the ground, facing the direction of the refuge, with blood flowing all over, dyeing the snow beneath them a crimson red.

Meanwhile, near the entrance of the refuge, a truck was parked in place, surrounded by a dozen or so bodies sprawled out in various positions, as if they attempted to rush into the refuge and were all shot dead.

Seeing this scene, not only did Secretary Li almost wet his pants from fright, but even Li Yu felt a chill in his heart. He quickly took out the walkie-talkie to contact Qin Lan, fearing that a stray bullet from nowhere might suddenly snipe him as well.

"These two girls, could they have gone on a killing spree?" Li Yu muttered while calling Qin Lan, "Xiao Qin, this is Old Li, can you hear me?"

"I hear you, Li Yu, you’re finally here." Qin Lan’s voice came through the walkie-talkie, with a hint of tired exhaustion, "I can see you, I’ll have Chen Xin open the door for you."

After speaking, Qin Lan hung up the communication, leaving all the questions Li Yu wanted to ask unsaid, he could only anxiously wait for the refuge door to open and try to look around to find Qin Lan’s position.

However, his anxiety did not last long, as the refuge door soon descended once again.

Li Yu didn’t dare to drive over, afraid of driving over the bodies, so he turned the steering wheel and parked the car to the side, telling Secretary Li, "Get out of the car, don’t try anything funny, there are snipers."

Seeing Secretary Li obediently get out of the car, Li Yu then got out himself, although he wore a mask, the bloody smell almost made him want to vomit.

Soon Ding Ning came out from the refuge, greeting Li Yu, "Uncle Li, you finally made it, let’s talk inside."

As she spoke, Ding Ning glanced at Secretary Li, asking Li Yu, "Is this the city administration’s mole?"

Li Yu nodded, not saying much, while urging Secretary Li to walk into the refuge and asking Ding Ning, "What’s with all the bodies at the door? Did you use a machine gun to mow them down? Did your dad prepare a submachine gun for you?"

"My dad isn’t that generous. It was Chen Xin who did it, he made a submachine gun himself." Ding Ning obviously knew what happened, but she deliberately helped Chen Xin hide the situation, "This guy is very handy, he made a Chicago typewriter based on plans he found online."

"Chicago typewriter?" Li Yu glanced at the bodies on the ground and couldn’t help shaking his head. Apparently, he didn’t think a Chicago typewriter could cause such horrifying damage, even though it was also a very famous firearm.

But Li Yu didn’t expose the "lie" Ding Ning told, he just led Secretary Li and Ding Ning into the refuge.

Inside the refuge, Chen Xin was holding a Chicago typewriter, while the third and sixth were both lying on the ground, their hands cuffed, and the sixth’s leg was wrapped in bandages, blood oozing out.

"Li Yu, you sure came late! We’ve already wrapped up the fight." Chen Xin joked with Li Yu, though his face was terribly pale.

Li Yu glanced at the Chicago typewriter in his hand, having roughly grasped the situation, and laughed without much humor, "You dare to say that, I hurried over to help, only for you three to leave just two alive!"

"I really can’t be blamed for this, they all swarmed to rush into my house. I got scared and didn’t hold back." Chen Xin purposely said with an embarrassed tone the line he had discussed with Qin Lan and Ding Ning.

Qin Lan didn’t want the fact that Chen Xin had a heavy machine gun to be exposed, and Ding Ning naturally had no intention of revealing his secret, so they came up with this ruse.

As for the Chicago typewriter Chen Xin was holding, it was made by Chen Xin, and the reason for using this gun as an excuse was nothing more than because the Chicago typewriter’s caliber was the same as the Maxim.

Listening to Chen Xin’s explanation, Li Yu had no intention to investigate the matter further. For Chen Xin, this was nothing more than excessive self-defense and illegal possession of firearms, but in this post-apocalyptic environment, no one would delve into these matters.

So he just nodded and said, "Alright, no hostages saved us a lot of trouble, just a bit of hassle to dispose of the bodies, what’s the situation with these two?"

"These two should be the main figures of a terrorist group, they pretended to be delivery drivers earlier, trying to rush in and open the refuge door, but both were taken down by Ding Ning. Hired mercenaries! What a poor level." Chen Xin explained the situation to Li Yu, not forgetting to disdainfully criticize the two captives on the ground.

Hearing his words, the third and sixth felt indignant; their skills weren’t poor at all. The reason they were taken down by one person, Ding Ning, was not only because she had a gun, but also because she had an electric weapon made by Chen Xin, which took them both down.

After all, no one can remain standing after being hit by a fist wrapped in tens of thousands of volts of high voltage.