WWY Chapter 76
by Volare“Thump, thump-thump, thump—”
Lan He’s heart clenched in a long-lost way, gradually starting to ache again. When he realized he was having another episode, his body instinctively began to weaken.
The sound of footsteps on the stairs behind him “creaked, creaked,” startling him, and he covered his chest as he ran towards the garage.
Hold on, Lan He!
You’re okay, you were even okay bungee jumping, what’s this?
Actually, you’re not sick at all, it’s all in your head. Be strong, you can’t fall, otherwise you know what will happen!
He rushed through the small living room, stumbling towards the garage. In the narrow space, the smell of car exhaust was increasingly strong.
With a “bang,” he slammed open the wooden door, pulled open the driver’s side door to find Si’nian He’s phone. In just a few seconds, he could already hear heavy breathing behind him.
“Lan He—” Si’nian He roared as he stepped forward, grabbing his ankle and dragging him out.
Lan He kicked back a few times with all his might, finally managing to kick him away. At the same time, he stretched out his arm to unlock the passenger door, climbing out from the other side of the car.
In the not-so-spacious area, Si’nian He relentlessly pursued, and Lan He was in constant danger. Several times he was almost caught, and both of them were disheveled and panting.
The dried blood from Si’nian He’s ear was stuck to his face, and he shouted with a ferocious expression, “Brother, you can’t escape!”
Lan He largely agreed with what he said, he knew that he was a sparrow in a cage and even if he broke his head, he couldn’t fly out, and he didn’t know where his rescuers were. But he still refused to admit defeat and roared back viciously, “Get lost!”
Si’nian He actually smiled, “Are you acting spoiled with me?”
Lan He cursed a “perverted idiot” in his heart, grabbed a square stool at random—the most fragile plastic kind—then suddenly turned around, using the stool leg to stab at him.
Si’nian He, used to playing cat-and-mouse games, was caught off guard and staggered back a few steps. The next second, he saw the simple pink stool smashing down on his head and face.
It didn’t hurt that much, but it was humiliating. He, who exercised all year round, couldn’t even deal with a sickly Lan He.
The stool cracked, sending several pieces of debris flying. Lan He bent down, picked up a sharp piece, and used the momentum of his charge to fiercely stab it into his side.
The uneven, jagged edge brought extreme pain, but it wasn’t enough to be fatal. Si’nian He’s eyes bulged, and he instinctively pushed Lan He away, pulling out the plastic shard and throwing it aside.
Blood gushed out, and a bright red flower gradually bloomed on his white shirt.
Lan He turned and ran, this time directly getting into the car, closing the door, locking everything, and continuing to search for the phone.
Still nothing.
Si’nian He had already followed, pulling at the car door a few times from the outside, unable to open it. He went crazy, smashing the glass, but unfortunately, he couldn’t find a handy weapon in this room to smash it open.
He clung to the car window, breathing heavily, cursing madly, then took out a palm-sized remote control from his pocket, opening a crack in the garage door and squeezing out.
The gap was too small; the car definitely couldn’t drive through it.
Lan He stared at the crack on the ground, his gaze gradually calming, his hand on the gear lever, trembling slightly uncontrollably.
Before long, Si’nian He returned, holding a wrench in his hand. He covered the wound on his stomach with one hand, and tightly gripped the wrench in the other, smashing it down on the hood of the car. His eyes were filled with terrifying blood streaks, and he was completely deranged.
Lan He made eye contact with him through the windshield, almost drowning in hisA monstroushatred. He abruptly pushed the gear lever forward, resolutely stepping on the accelerator. The powerful car roared forward, squeezing Si’nian He in front of him against the garage roll-up door.
He bared his teeth, wanting to break free, but couldn’t move at all. After a burst of desperate struggling, a large amount of blood quickly poured from the corner of his lips, and his gaze gradually dissipated.
Lan He gripped the steering wheel with both hands, watching Si’nian He’s head gradually droop down. After a few seconds of silence, he put the car in reverse, releasing Si’nian He.
In the closed driver’s seat, there was only the sound of his breathing. Si’nian He had been hit hard by this collision; it would be difficult for him to get up again. He could leave by going around him and out through the roll-up door.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, opened the door and got out of the car, seeing Si’nian He vomiting blood, his eyes fixed on him.
Lan He, accustomed to bloody scenes, only glanced at him before coldly withdrawing his gaze. Just as he was about to squeeze out from the roll-up door that had been dented by the collision, a pair of hands suddenly appeared at the bottom of the door. The next second, the door was lifted up with a “whoosh.”
Seeing that the person outside the door was actually Qi A, dressed in camouflage, Lan He took a step back, subconsciously looking behind him to confirm that there was no one else, before he breathed a sigh of relief.
The scene in front of him also surprised Qi A a little, but he quickly understood the situation. When he looked at Si’nian He on the ground, a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.
Lan He asked, “How did you come?”
Qi A went over to help him straighten his torn collar, smiling gently, “I have to thank the police. When Crinum was playing with them, he accidentally discovered you were kidnapped. They just confirmed your location and are on their way, but they’re too slow. I was afraid you couldn’t wait. I didn’t expect you to be having so much fun on your own!”
Lan He smacked his hand away, “Having fun my ass, stay away from me!”
Qi A raised his lips, “Drawing the line?”
Lan He scoffed and rolled his eyes.
Qi A walked over and squatted down in front of Si’nian He. In his confused and frightened gaze, he took out a dagger and ran it across his face, turning back to ask Lan He, “Let me help you finish him off?”
Lan He said unhappily, “None of your business. Can’t I do it myself?”
Qi A smiled, not minding at all, “I once swore that your hands would never need to be stained with blood.”
Lan He’s lips moved, turning his head to one side, “It’s not necessary to kill him either.”
Qi A said gently and slowly, a rare occurrence, “Lan, have you forgotten what Father taught you? Do not be merciful to those who harbor evil intentions.”
Before he finished speaking, the sharp dagger pierced Si’nian He’s carotid artery, even making a clear, harsh rubbing sound of metal and bone. When it was pulled out, blood gushed out like a fountain, and Si’nian He didn’t even have time to scream before his face turned greyish-white.
Qi A casually tossed the dagger, embedding it into Si’nian He’s back with a “poof,” completely treating him like a sheath. Then, he wiped the blood that had splattered on his hand on his clothes and walked towards the dark woods outside the garage without any hesitation.
“The police are almost here. I’m leaving. See you later.”
“Who’s seeing you later? Why haven’t you left when your plans have been exposed? There are so many places to make money, why do you have to stay here and cause trouble for yourselves?”
This time, Lan He’s question received no response.
The sound was quickly dispersed by the wind into the black night. After a long time, he looked at the completely dead Si’nian He, his gaze indifferent.
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Several police cars followed the muddy path that wasn’t much of a road, heading towards the remote, isolated house. As the vehicles bumped along, the bright headlights rose and fell in the forest, disturbing many small animals.
From a distance, Tuxi Ling could see the dim yellow light in the garage and vaguely saw someone lying on the ground. His heart clenched.
He urged the driver, Yaoging Ke, “Faster!”
The visibility was poor at night, and the road surface was uneven. He had to grip the steering wheel tightly to maintain control. Yaoging Ke was already annoyed and became angry at being urged, “Urge, urge, urge all the way! Why don’t you look at the road conditions right now!”
The current speed was about 10 mph. Tuxi Ling angrily shouted, “Stop the car,” and opened the door to get out.
The car hadn’t even come to a complete stop when he staggered and ran towards the house quickly, his feet sinking deep into the mud. When he saw the situation in the garage, his back was instantly wet.
The dented hood of the car and the scattered bloodstains on it, the bloody person on the ground and the knife stuck in his back. However, the person on the ground was obviously not Lan He. Lan He’s hair wasn’t that long. This thought calmed him down a little.
He slowed his pace, took out his gun, and cautiously approached the house. As he passed the body, he carefully identified it. It was indeed Si’nian He.
At the same time, another horrifying thought overwhelmed him.
Who killed him? Lan He?
Did Lan He kill someone?
It looked like there had been a fight here. He tried not to touch the debris on the ground, approached the wooden door connecting to the living room, and looked inside through the crack in the door. The sofa was facing away from the door. From his angle, he could see someone curled up on the sofa, revealing a tuft of hair that was neither long nor short.
That was Lan He.
He surveyed the surroundings and gently opened the door.
The hinges, lacking oil, still made a noise. Lan He perked up his ears like a rabbit, looked back, saw Tuxi Ling, and smiled at him, “You’re here?”
He ran over and pulled him into his arms, hugging him tightly, “I’m sorry, Lan He, are you okay?”
Lan He’s fingertips lightly traced his back, “I’m okay…”
His voice sounded very weak, coupled with his disheveled appearance, made Tuxi Ling feel extremely guilty, “Every time I’m a step late. I failed to protect you as promised, I’m sorry!”
Lan He recalled it and it seemed that he had a very accurate understanding of himself.
He was used to not relying on anyone, he had never had this awareness, he just felt his appearance was a bit funny, so he deliberately pretended to be angry and said, “Isn’t that right, you’re still embarrassed to mention Jiu Ya. You’re not much better than him, pay attention next time!”
Tuxi Ling was stunned, realizing that he was joking. With a sense of relief from having been on the brink of losing him, he held him and laughed.
“Officer Ling, you’re in… hey?” Yaoging Ke, who came in later, saw this scene and his jaw almost dropped.
Lan He, facing the wooden door, witnessed the change in Captain Ke’s expression from dazed to surprised, and from mild shock to earth-shattering amazement, and gave him a provocative smile.
What made him happy was that Tuxi Ling didn’t immediately deny it, but instead reassuringly pressed his shoulders with both hands, then took off his own coat and put it on him.
Lan He felt that he might be about to be officially recognized.
It should have been ten levels of happiness, but the appearance of Qi A had halved that ten levels.
Judging from Qi A’s intention, they still didn’t seem to have any plans to leave. What exactly were they trying to do? It wasn’t as if their previous “business” hadn’t backfired before, was it worth getting entangled with a country at the level of hellish difficulty?
“Lan He, Lan He!”
When he came back to his senses, he realized that Tuxi Ling was calling him. His eyes were full of pity, as if he thought he had been frightened.
Well, frightened was frightened, it was pretty good.
He took the opportunity to collapse into Tuxi Ling’s arms, forcing a bit of moisture into his eyes, “Si’nian He is really crazy!”
Tuxi Ling had already noticed that there were surveillance cameras everywhere in the house, so he gave Yaoging Ke a look. The latter understood, and led the large group of people who followed to begin the on-site investigation.
Tuxi Ling asked him, “What exactly happened?”
It was a bit of an official tone. Lan He saw his law enforcement recorder was turned on.
Thinking that the surveillance had audio, just as he was about to tell him everything, he suddenly heard Xiao Xu shouting from the second floor, “Officer Ling, the automatic overwrite time for the surveillance has been set to one minute, we can’t see what happened before, useless!”
Lan He immediately closed his mouth.
Oh? There’s such a good thing?