Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

Fifty-eight Wheel Game

Without any time to think, the doctor gritted his teeth and agreed to let Feng Qingyu, who had the most fragile panel in the team, attract fire and taunt the enemy.

All he had to do was attract the male teacher's attention, and nothing else mattered. The doctor had already prepared for the worst, and had drawn up a plan B. If Feng Qingyu failed to trick the bomb remote control and was targeted by the enemy, the Rhodes Island medical operators who had sneaked into the campus could immediately show up to heal her and prevent her from dying.

At this time, Chen and Kal'tsit, who are dressed as doctors, can take advantage of the opportunity to knock the male teacher down with one blow when his attention is not keeping up with the rhythm.

In terms of the efficiency of blitzkrieg, both of them are very strong, ridiculously strong. Although the male teacher is an infected person, he does not understand how to use the Originium skills. For now, he can only play with fire and has not yet developed to the power of Tallulah that can melt a city.

"Are you ready to be a melee tool, Operator Kuroba?"

Before taking action, the doctor couldn't help but ask again.

The safety of the person she cares about is of great concern to her, and she has to confirm it again and again no matter what.

"Everything is ready, Doctor. Don't worry too much. Leave those troublesome things to people like me. You can command the others with peace of mind."

The doctor confirmed it again and again, and Feng Qingyu responded to her patiently, and she said this several times.

During the few years he spent in Terra, Spy Qinglong had never failed, and he would not fail now. Feng Qingyu was very confident in himself, and he had already thought of a plan.

She put the fake detonator remote control made by the logistics team into her pocket and broke into the auditorium while the medical staff were carrying the student onto a stretcher.

The Rhodes Island operators disguised as doctors exchanged clothes with the operators of the Rhodes Island logistics team to avoid being discovered by the Integration Movement when leaving the school gate.

This time, the doctor adopted a strategy of defeating them one by one, and subdued the other fourteen members of the Reunion Movement one by one. Finally, there was only one boss left, and he could slowly defeat him. He could beat them by either hitting the rice cake or anything else.

The Doctor was getting annoyed because she hated battles that took a long time and progressed slowly.

Originally, it was a simple problem. They only needed to send in a large number of people to crush them directly. However, due to the large number of hostages, the Imperial Guard and Rhodes Island were unable to do anything. The stalemate had already exceeded the limit of fifty hours and was heading for sixty hours.

If this continues, the students might die of starvation or thirst.

Feng Qingyu's intrusion brought about the second wave of the night. The seven Integration Movements raised their weapons at her in unison. These weapons were of different types, including guns, crossbows, Molotov cocktails, and half a water pipe, which were full of personality.

People with fragile mentalities need talk therapy. Looking at so many anime dramas and comics, the protagonist's talk therapy skills are always the strongest.

"Hey, don't be like this. The Imperial Guard asked me to tell you something. Put down your weapons. Everything can still be saved. There are 212 students here. You have already saved one. The rest are innocent. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me. Don't be impulsive. We can also negotiate if you want a ransom. You kidnap me and release the others. I am more valuable than all the students here."

Then she began to brag that she was the daughter of a Victorian noble family.

In other words, it's not bragging. She is a genuine Victorian aristocrat with Drake bloodline. Although she has been living among the people for many years, this will never change.

The male teacher sneered: "Money? Money has no meaning to me anymore. Can money cure my mineralogy and let me return to a normal life?"

The answer is no. Many wealthy people infected with mineralogy have spent their entire lives trying to find a cure, but to no avail. Otherwise, there would be much less suffering in the world.

Feng Qingyu didn't want to speak too bluntly, fearing that it would offend the male teacher's fragile heart, so he changed his conversational approach and tried to trick him while talking.

At this time, the male teacher held the gun against Feng Qingyu's head, his finger on the trigger, ready to fire accidentally at any time, shooting her in the head.

She was not brought up to be afraid of things. Having a gun pointed at her head was a common occurrence for her. She was used to it and was not afraid at all. She chatted with the male teacher as if she were a pair of old friends who had known each other for a long time.

The gun was very abrupt and eye-catching, raising the blood pressure of the people in the Guard Bureau and Rhodes Island. If the male teacher's hands were shaking, Feng Qingyu would really be dead.

Everyone was worried about her, but she was the only one who looked calm and at ease.

"Dude, think positively. Life is not all about despair. I am also an infected person, but I am still living well. I know a good place that can provide treatment. Although it cannot cure your mineral disease, it can suppress your condition, improve your physical condition, and teach you how to skillfully and systematically use Originium skills. Are you interested?"

"Don't be ridiculous. There is no such good place in this world. I have never heard of it. You were sent by the Imperial Guard to deceive me, miss. Because you are an infected person, you were thrown here as an abandoned child to die. Apart from the Reunion Movement, I can't find another organization that is more tolerant of the infected."

The male teacher stood up, pointed the gun at Feng Qingyu's head and turned around twice, then stopped and took the gun from her waist. The gun was an old revolver, and the operator who was assigned the weapons had one less, so he had to give Feng Qingyu this old revolver to make do.

Revolvers generally have five to six cylinders, and there are also models with ten cylinders. This one has six cylinders, and there are only two bullets left in them.

Good god, this careless logistics operator didn’t even reload the ammunition.

"How about this, miss? I'm going to play a game with you. I've been in this auditorium for two days and two nights and I'm bored to death. If you win a game, you can rescue any student here in each game. If you lose, I'll kill you immediately."

Feng Qingyu didn't want to play. This game was definitely unfair to her. But now that people were already here, she had to play even if she didn't want to.

"I know what you want to do. I'll play along and bet my life on it."

If there is a revolver in front of you, the best game to play is to put a bullet in the cylinder, turn the cylinder in turn, and shoot at your own temple.

This is a common cliché in major TV dramas, which makes people very nervous, and they always worry that the protagonist will blow himself up in the head. This time it is Feng Qingyu's turn to play, and a new day seeks new excitement.

"You're a smart man, so let's get started. There are two bullets left. I've taken one of them. You can check it."

The male teacher showed the reel to Feng Qingyu, and there was indeed only one bullet inside.

Then, he installed the wheel, rotated it one circle with even force, gave the gun to Feng Qingyu, and pointed his own gun at her forehead.

"Let's start. Let me see your courage. The female police officers of the Longmen Guard Bureau must be very brave. I am looking forward to you showing it to me."

In full view of everyone, Feng Qingyu pointed the gun at his own temple and pulled the trigger.

"Bam—"

Fifty-nine The Second Gun

The audible sound of a gunshot frightened the timid students present and made them scream.

The sound of gunfire is always accompanied by bloodshed. Everyone was still in shock and looked at the two people under the stage. One of them was kneeling on the ground, covering his injured left leg, and the other had a gun in his left hand, which seemed to have appeared from nowhere.

Then the gunman fired another shot at the injured man, this time hitting his right leg.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I actually have another gun, the second and third one. As a person with full marks in shooting training, I always have to carry two more guns. You don't really think that I only carry that old revolver, do you?"

Feng Qingyu suddenly took control of the situation.

She thought that since the male teacher liked to play the game before death, he might set his sights on the revolver. Although it was a probability event, it might not happen.

Even if it didn't happen, she could ensure that she could draw her gun and shoot at a speed that would not hurt herself. It was fast. No matter whether she shot with her left hand or right hand, Feng Qingyu could basically hit the ten ring with every shot.

The instructor praised her shooting talent and asked her if she wanted to be a sniper. She felt that being a sniper was not as interesting as being an undercover agent, so she refused.

"I miscalculated... But I have set up many bombs in the auditorium. Even if I die, I want everyone here to be buried with me! Do you think you won, madam? You and I are both infected, and we are both victims of those people's strange looks. Why don't we accompany each other on the road to the underworld? We won't be alone."

The male teacher took out a real bomb detonator remote control from his pocket, ready to turn this place into hell.

This time, Feng Qingyu's shooting speed was tested again. She never let anyone down in this regard. She loaded the second gun with bullets herself. The magazine was full of bullets. Now she didn't even need to draw the gun and could just shoot.

The male teacher was shot in the hand and immediately let go of the remote control, which flew out of his hand, falling with the button side facing down.

Feng Qingyu definitely didn't have time to catch it, and the male teacher next to him had a look of success.

Wouldn't it be nice if we all died together?

But there were people under the stage. Javier, who was pretending to be a doctor and helping a student with emergency resuscitation, just happened to catch it. Because her medical skills were too violent, Kal'tsit forbade her to touch the sick student, so she could only pretend to do it from the side.

For a nimble tribal warrior, it's easy to catch something that flies out.

"Phew - that was close. I almost exploded. I haven't even participated in this year's Mavisotia (the name of the ceremony for electing the chief). I can't die like this."

"Heiyu, how do we deal with this thing? Should we just stomp it to pieces?" Javier asked.

"No, don't move. I'm afraid you might step on the device that triggers the bomb. Hand it over to the Explosive Ordnance Disposal Department of the Guard Bureau outside. They will take care of it."

After subduing the source of the riot, the Longmen police who had been lying in ambush outside quickly rushed in. The integration movement at the door had been subdued. They only had six people and could not make a difference.

The few remaining people in the auditorium were all miscellaneous soldiers. Although they fought hard, they were no match for the trained soldiers of the Guards.

As long as the leader is subdued, his subordinates will become a group of scattered sand, posing almost no threat and can be dealt with in a moment.

Two Longmen police officers handcuffed the furious male teacher and prepared to take him away.

He was cursing and saying a lot of swear words, expressing his dissatisfaction with being arrested.

"You *dragon gate foul language* rubbish... you will all become infected sooner or later, with the same fate as me! If I die, you will die sooner or later too, *dragon gate foul language*..."

He held a huge hatred for Feng Qingyu, who had destroyed his "great plan", and threatened to take revenge on him immediately after he was released from prison.

Not only that, he also wanted to blow up the Guard Bureau building and hang the banner of the Integration Movement on the flagpole of the Longmen Municipal Square.

Such a feat is both ridiculous and sad.

"Don't let your wishful thinking get you into trouble. Stay in the prison of the Imperial Guards and wait for your punishment."

Xingxiong passed by him, dealt a ruthless blow, and then joined the ranks of comforting the students. The supply truck of the Imperial Guard Bureau drove into the campus to distribute food to the frightened students, and the parents of the students were also told that they could enter.

The Guards searched all other places on campus, but found no other trapped students or members of the Integration Movement.

Feng Qingyu leaned against the outer wall of the supply truck and asked the female police officer who was distributing the supplies for a bottle of Coke. Although the female police officer was reluctant, she had to give it to him because Xingxiong was right next to her.

The female police officer knew her, and they had some conflicts before. Later, the female police officer was inexplicably demoted and transferred to the logistics department to do odd jobs. So the female police officer suspected that Feng Qingyu had a grudge against her, and she tried every means to sleep with Chen Sir or Chief Xing Xiong, or Shi Huaiya, and then persuade them to get her transferred.

Although Feng Qingyu denied it, the female police officer did not change her mind.

"Why aren't you dead yet?" The female police officer couldn't help but whisper as she passed by Feng Qingyu.

"Sorry, Madam Yu, I've always had good luck. I'm lucky, I'm a good shot, and my colleagues are all talented and nice. Working in Rhode Island is like going home. The salary is high and my colleagues are all pretty. How could I die? I'm living a happy life. Thank you for your concern, Madam."

These words made the female police officer so angry that she wanted to stamp her feet.

Feng Qingyu is just a female gangster who likes to open her legs to female executives, but she is so arrogant.

"Okay, be careful next time. Don't let me catch you, or I'll smash your store. Don't think that you are the wife of the senior superintendent just because you slept with Mr. Chen. You are just a dirty infected person."

The female police officer's words became more and more arrogant, until a blue-haired police officer Long walked by. Feng Qingyu had seen her a long time ago, but he didn't say anything, waiting to see the show.

She will not allow others to insult her, but her means of fighting back do not rely on words or violence.

Chen crossed his arms and began to scold people. Seeing this, other police officers quickly lowered their heads and went about their own business, fearing that they would be caught by Chen Sir and scolded in public.

"Don't you have anything to do? If you don't have much to do, I have a lot of chores that no one is doing. You can report to my office when you start work tomorrow. Also, I may need to teach you something. Since your teacher didn't tell you how to talk and behave when you were in school, I will be your teacher and teach you again."

"..."

The female police officer accepted the reprimand silently, even her ears drooped, and she dared not breathe. Who dared to look at Chen Sir when he was scolding people? In addition to Chief Shi Huaiya, there was also Chief Xingxiong.

"Understand? PC32189."

"Yes, sir..."

Although Chen didn't say anything bad, it was enough to make the female police officer feel good. Being invited to the office for tea was a high-level treatment, and few people in the Guard Bureau were invited to Chen's office for tea.

Feng Qingyu was trying to hold back his laughter beside him.

"puff--"

She really couldn't help it, even though she had received professional training.

Sixty is not interested in Kal'tsit

"Feng Qingyu, what are you laughing at, you idiot?"

"Ahem, sorry, I just remembered something happy. I have been strictly trained that no matter how funny something is, I will not laugh unless I can't help it."

It is wrong to gloat over other people's misfortune, but Feng Qingyu couldn't help it and accidentally laughed a few times.

It is truly gratifying to see the wicked being punished.

"PC32189, after work, go to the playground to run. After running twenty laps, do push-ups. Do a hundred of them. Now go and do your work. Please use polite language in the future. There are so many students watching here."

Chen added some tasks to the female police officer who cursed, and as a result, Feng Qingyu was glared at several times.

Well, getting glared at is no big deal.

"Mr. Chen, is this considered an abuse of power? If you punish a police officer by making her run 20 laps, what if she goes to the Independent Commission Against Corruption to complain that you took money and deliberately messed with her?"

Feng Qingyu was very happy. She didn't expect Chen to stand up for her.

"I have never taken a penny from anyone. I have behaved honestly and uprightly. Why should I be afraid of complaints? You didn't hear what that woman said just now. She said that I slept with you and listened to your whispers. What kind of talk is that? It was obviously you who was suppressed by me unilaterally. You didn't even have the chance to whisper."

Chen's focus was strange, and Feng Qingyu almost complained about it. Before he complained, he happened to see two people standing behind Chen, trembling with fear and not daring to speak.

I'm sure everyone has heard what I just said. The more I talk, the more awkward it will be. It's better to end the topic as soon as possible.

She didn't want to let other people in the Guard Bureau know too many details. A promising senior superintendent sleeping with a low-ranking gangster would easily become a topic of conversation.

Considering Chen's reputation, the two of them had to keep a certain distance in front of these people.

"Um... Sir Chen, now is not the time to gossip. Go and get busy. Your subordinates are waiting for your instructions. I have to meet up with Doctor Kal'tsit and the others and prepare to go back to Rhodes Island to rest. See you when you have time."

Before Chen could finish his words, Feng Qingyu slipped away.

This was just an excuse to avoid embarrassing himself. The two policemen's eyes gave it all away, as if to say "Oh my God, look at this woman, she actually did such a shameful thing with Officer Chen without our knowledge".

After subduing the little boss tonight, the rest of the tasks were not within the scope of Rhodes Island's mission and were all handed over to the Royal Guards. It was already past three o'clock when the Rhodes Island operators evacuated from their respective work stations and handed over to the Royal Guards.

The task itself is not difficult and is simpler than the previous ones.

The most difficult part has been taken on by Feng Qingyu alone. Such a risky move will inevitably lead to criticism afterwards. These contents were not in the original plan at all.