Chapter 92: The Trap
Chapter 92: The Trap
Below the fort, as Chen Chuan and Fang Dawei fought, Spider Old Seven was crawling out of a secret passage.
When Tong Baotao was killed, he had lost his will to fight, knowing that the remaining people had no chance against Chen Chuan, especially with the Patrol Bureau officers on their way up.
Later, seeing that Fang Dawei was also defeated, he didn't hesitate to flee. The secret passage he had discovered earlier became his escape route.
His unique physique made him hard to detect. He stealthily slipped out, hid in the bushes, and waited until nightfall to escape.
The secret passage was extremely narrow, barely accommodating a person of average build, but for him, it was no issue. He clung to the rock wall and crawled his way out.
He paused after every few steps, checking for any signs of trouble before proceeding.
Moving slowly, he soon reached the exit. After waiting a while to ensure safety, he swiftly darted out.
However, just as he emerged halfway, before fully escaping, a short gun suddenly thrust out from the side, piercing him and pinning him to the rock wall. His limbs began to twitch uncontrollably.
Wu Xuelang emerged from the side, excitedly saying, "I've been waiting for you guys. As expected, you're escaping from here. Chen Xuedi was right."
Chen Chuan had previously arranged with him to guard this secret passage, but not to engage directly. If any of Fang Dawei's group tried to escape through it, he was to intercept them.
Another person might have doubted this plan, but he trusted it completely, even willing to risk his life in a fight. What was there not to believe?
While waiting, others might have been anxious and restless, but he was single-minded. He waited patiently, not moving since his arrival. His breathing remained in a state of near-hibernation, which also prevented Old Seven from detecting him.
Seeing this guy still alive, writhing on the ground, he scowled in disgust. He lifted his leg, exerting force, and with a snap, broke Old Seven's neck.
Inside the fort, Chen Chuan kicked Fang Dawei down. The rope around his neck tightened, his eyes rolled back, and he struggled and writhed. But the tighter he struggled, the tighter the rope squeezed. After a few minutes, he gradually became still.
Doctor Lin looked at Chen Chuan on the second floor, curious, and asked, "You killed him. Aren't you afraid of trouble from the Mulan Corporation?"
Chen Chuan looked down, calmly saying, "You're Doctor Lin, right? If you're not afraid, why should I be?"
"So that's it," Doctor Lin realized. "Yes, but I'm different from you. I'm an external implant doctor for the Mulan Corporation." He took out a name card from his lab coat pocket and waved it at Chen Chuan, "Let me introduce myself. I'm from the Mulan Corporation."
"An implant doctor for the Mulan Corporation?"
"Yes."
Doctor Lin put away the name card, pointed at the shattered limbs on the ground, and said, "Do you know how these implants were obtained?"
He smiled, "The Mulan Corporation selects a batch of prisoners for experiments to research new implants. To test and collect data, they release these prisoners into the wild at regular intervals and send hunters to kill them or let them hunt the hunters."
"In most cases, they become the hunted, as the hunters are from influential families with layers of protection."
"These influential families call it 'hunting,' but sometimes the prey escapes. It's not a big deal for the Mulan Corporation; they just need to recapture them after observing their performance in the wild."
Chen Chuan descended from above and approached Doctor Lin. He raised his head and said, "Is this the secret you were talking about?"
Doctor Lin spread his hands, seeming helpless, and said, "Yes, it's a secret for someone like Fang Dawei, but which influential family doesn't know about this? Even if the news gets out, what difference does it make? Not just in Yangzhi City, but even in the Central City, who can do anything to the Mulan Corporation?"
His voice was filled with admiration and longing, "It's a massive entity. The world is divided among nations and these giants, who are the true rulers of this world!")
Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "Then you, why are you with Fang Dawei? Are you just treating their injuries, or do you have other tasks?"
Doctor Lin smiled, "I'm with them, responsible for treating their injuries, observing and recording the daily changes and combat performance of the implants on their bodies, and collecting biological materials for my little experiments..."
He pushed up his glasses, looked at Chen Chuan, and showed great interest, "Actually... your fight with them was truly spectacular. I saw many things I had previously overlooked and never noticed.
I will record these observations and submit them to the Mulan Corporation. I believe I'll be rewarded soon, maybe even transferred to the implant laboratory. Perhaps we should bring in some fighters to participate in the experiments, that way..."
As he spoke, a sword beam flashed, and the entire fort seemed to brighten. His expression froze, and a choking sound escaped his throat. He knelt on the ground, and his hands desperately tried to cover the gaping wound on his neck.
Chen Chuan walked out, his expression calm as he spoke, "What gave you the illusion that you could escape?"
Dr. Lin lay on the ground, watching Chen Chuan's retreating figure with his sword, walking towards the brightly lit fort exit, heading into the realm of light. His consciousness slowly detached, sinking into darkness.
As Chen Chuan emerged from the fort, the afternoon sun shone from the front. Wei Laohu and the patrol officers from the Patrol Bureau were overjoyed and concerned, eagerly awaiting his answer.
Chen Chuan nodded towards the front.
Wei Laohu raised his pistol and shouted, "Go!" He was the first to rush into the fort, followed by the other officers.
Chen Chuan walked to the edge of the platform, standing there with his longsword in hand, gazing at the vast, endless sky. One by one, the officers passed by him, rushing into the fort.
In this world, everyone lives within a web of restrictions, woven by themselves or others, confining them within designated boundaries. However, they only interact with a fraction of the world, not the true reality, and are unable to see the outside world.
There are those who look down from above, observing the struggles and conflicts of each individual within their designated circles.
Chen Chuan extended his hand, clenching it in front of him. He remembered his initial motivation for choosing the path of a fighter—to constantly surpass himself, to become stronger, and to break free from all restraints.
His determination remained unchanged. He would strive to become powerful enough to acquire the strength to break free from all constraints!
Upon entering the fort, Wei Laohu surveyed the scattered limbs and the suspended Fang Dawei. Without a headcount, he was certain that all the bandits were accounted for.
Suddenly, he felt unbearably hot. He fanned himself and wiped the sweat from his face, muttering, "Damn, Nian Daitou's nephew has brought him honor!"
Wei Laohu grabbed a nearby officer, "Go, quickly inform Director Guan that we've secured this place! Yes, everyone was taken down by Xiao Chuan alone!"
At the command post, Guan Yuming received the report. After repeatedly confirming the authenticity of the news, he maintained a calm exterior, but his hand clenched into a fist. He thought, "Good kid, he did it!"
Guan Yuming checked his watch. Including the time it took to receive and relay the message, exactly half an hour had passed.
He picked up the phone and dialed a number within the bureau. When the call connected, he said, "Hello, Director? It's Guan Yuming."
"Guan, don't say more. The Mulan Corporation's people are almost here. Quickly withdraw your team. With so many of you outside, the city's security is significantly weakened."
"Director, I was about to inform you that the situation has been resolved."
"The situation is resolved... How so? Did the Mulan Corporation's team arrive early?"
"No, it's our people, our Patrol Bureau's own, a cadet from Wu University. He single-handedly stormed the fort and took down Fang Dawei's gang."
There was a long silence on the other end, as if processing the news. After a while, the voice said, "Our Patrol Bureau's cadet?"
"Yes, he's Nian Fu Li's nephew."
"Nian's nephew, huh? Well, well, when I was a platoon leader, he was my messenger. If he's Nian's nephew, he must be trustworthy."
Guan Yuming continued, "Director, the Wu Yi Academy's students were on a designated assignment, but when they learned that Fang Dawei's nephew was found, the assignment was canceled. Most of the Wu Yi students leave, except for Xiao Chuan, Nian's nephew, who chose to stay. He single-handedly stormed the fort with just his weapon. I don't need to explain why he stayed."
The voice on the other end exclaimed, "Good kid! He's got guts!" After a pause, he continued, "Go on, what do you want me to do? Don't be unreasonable."
Guan Yuming replied, "Here's what I'm thinking. Although the designated assignment was canceled, it doesn't have to be."
"Not cancel it?"
Guan Yuming spoke seriously, "Not all of Fang Dawei's gang are dead; there are some seriously injured. We all know what happened, but we can also choose not to know. In exchange, Xiao Chuan must complete the designated assignment!"
The voice on the other end was decisive, "Since he's our Patrol Bureau's cadet, I'll put my reputation on the line. Guan, you handle your affairs, and return quickly. I'll discuss this with them. Goodbye."
Guan Yuming slowly hung up the phone. He looked outside, his eyes filled with seriousness. The designated assignment wasn't the most crucial aspect; it was a gesture to convey to the outside world that the Patrol Bureau was protecting him.
(End of Chapter)
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