Chapter 10 A Life-or-Death Bond Amidst Mutual Recriminations
Chapter 10 A Life-or-Death Bond Amidst Mutual Recriminations
Officers from the Investigation Bureau's action team and the counter-terrorism unit helped faculty and staff quickly gather students who were panicking and running away or hiding somewhere, trembling, in front of the teaching building.
The number of people was counted and names were checked to prevent any bandits who were unable to evacuate in time from disguising themselves and mingling in the crowd to escape.
Cao Yingchong quickly found his class, but did not find Qi Te.
Recalling the gunshots he heard while fleeing the experimental building, Cao Yingchong's heart sank.
Just then, Ji Chenyu squeezed out of the crowd and lined up in the area where Class 1 of the second year was located.
"Where is Qi Te?"
"He went to the main building."
Cao Yingchong frowned and said, "Are you crazy? Why would you send him to the main building alone!"
Ji Chenyu felt wronged. He didn't want Tezi to take risks either. With gunshots coming from the main building, how could he not hear the danger?
"He...he said he was going to find Instructor Liu, and I couldn't stop him!"
"Many people died over at the main building!" Cao Yingchong said coldly.
Ji Chenyu panicked immediately: "It's over, it's over, I hope nothing really happened to Tezi..."
Cao Yingchong thought for a moment, then quickly took out his phone. Seeing that the signal had been restored, he immediately called Liu Baichuan.
After ringing for a long time, just when the two were about to despair, the call was finally answered.
"Class Monitor"
"Zite, where are you?"
"I'm at the hospital. Old Liu is injured. We'll talk later."
"Wait, don't hang up!"
Cao Yingchong, with great foresight, stopped Qi Te from hanging up the phone. As he walked towards his older brother, he said, "Commander of the Special Operations Team of the Investigation Bureau needs to speak with you."
Ji Chenyu was relieved to hear that his good friend was alright, and then followed the class monitor out of the crowd.
"Hello, I am Cao Tengfei from the Investigation Bureau."
"Good day, sir."
"Qi, where are you right now? Would it be convenient for you to come to the station with me to make a statement?"
"Excuse me, sir, Professor Liu Baichuan is injured and I'm currently at the hospital and can't leave right now. Can I go to the Investigation Bureau later?"
Cao Tengfei thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay. Please do it as soon as possible, as some details may be forgotten if it takes too long."
A warning bell rang in Qi Te's mind. He tentatively asked, "Sir, I'm just an ordinary student. How can I be of any help?"
"You're the one who put the phone in that truck, aren't you?"
"Yes"
"That's it then. We just want to know everything you saw and heard when you approached that truck."
"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible."
Cao Tengfei was about to return the phone when he heard Qi Te's voice coming from the other end.
"Sir, have you detected a cell phone signal?"
"We've tracked them down."
"Great! Um, sir, can I get my phone reimbursed?"
Cao Tengfei: ............................
"I will make arrangements when you come to give your statement."
"Thank you, sir!"
After hanging up the phone, Cao Tengfei handed the phone to Cao Yingchong, somewhat speechless.
"Go home early, I won't be home for dinner tonight."
Having said that, it took off from the spot.
Ji Chenyu stared wide-eyed as he watched the arrogant superior fly away, then hurriedly caught up with Cao Yingchong.
"Squad leader, why did that commander tell you to go home early, and even said he wasn't coming home for dinner?"
Cao Yingchong laughed at the question: "Now I know why you can hang out with Qi Te so well."
Why?
"Balance of all things"
"What do you mean?"
"Only his intelligence can fill this deep hole you're in."
Ji Chenyu pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Damn, are you indirectly insulting me?"
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Qi Te stuffed the phone back into Liu Baichuan's coat pocket. Liu Baichuan, lying on the mobile stretcher, rolled his eyes with an annoyed expression.
"Sir, are you a lackey of the Investigation Bureau? Why are you calling me 'mentor' all the time? It's so rude of you to keep calling me 'Old Liu' like that."
Looking at the chaotic emergency room, Qi Te thought for two seconds and said, "Honorable federal biologist, dear Professor Liu, perhaps I should take you back so as not to add to the already busy medical staff's burden."
To be honest, Old Liu is really fierce.
In addition to being shot in the head, his heart and spleen were also pierced by bullets. He also suffered bleeding from major arteries in multiple locations, including his legs and neck.
Let alone ordinary people, even most people with superpowers would have died several times over.
Looking at Lao Liu, he was perfectly fine.
By the time the ambulance sped to the hospital, most of Liu Baichuan's wounds had already healed. The mangled back of his head was the first to recover.
"Why go back? I still need to have surgery."
"Stop joking around, you're almost fully recovered, why force yourself to have surgery?"
Liu Baichuan laughed in exasperation: "How could I have such a stupid student like you? What a disaster!"
Qi Te had long been criticized for being thick-skinned, and his emotions remained as steady as an old dog.
"Medical resources are limited; let's give them to those who truly need treatment."
"That's true. Fine, you do it."
Qi Te: ? ? ! !
"No, Professor, my swordsmanship is indeed decent, but you don't need to go to this extent just to hide your special ability!"
"To call you stupid as a pig is an insult to pigs." Liu Baichuan pointed to his right chest and legs, and said in a low voice, "It healed too quickly, the bullet is still inside."
Zite was shocked, but it also reminded him that he also had a bullet lodged in his abdomen.
Taking advantage of the chaos in the emergency room, Qi Te grabbed a nurse's uniform, slipped into the sterilization room, and took a few scalpels and forceps. Pushing Lao Liu around, they searched for a while, but all the emergency rooms were lit up, so they finally had to go into a storage room.
Following Lao Liu's instructions, he worked swiftly and skillfully, managing to extract six bullets in a bloody mess.
After doing all this, Qi Te took off his nurse's uniform, washed his hands, and carefully stabbed himself in the spot in his abdomen where he had been shot.
He had hoped to have a minor surgery on himself while the doctors were too busy to consider whether his wound was a gunshot wound, but after clutching his wound, he wandered around the emergency room and couldn't find a single doctor.
The nurses were all busy and in a flurry of activity, so no one paid any attention to him.
"Oh no, that was too hasty!"
When Qi Te returned to the storage room, the surgical scars on Lao Liu's body had already healed in just a short while.
Seeing his miserable state, Liu Baichuan chuckled and pointed to the stretcher: "Lie down properly."
Zite thought that such a minor surgery would be no challenge for this leading figure in the federal biological community.
However, it turns out that even a Michelin five-star chef may not be able to make mala tang (a type of spicy hot pot).
"Don't move! You just stabbed me more than a dozen times, and I didn't utter a sound."
"Relax, relax, yes, isn't that good enough?"
Finally, Liu Baichuan successfully removed the bullet that had been lodged in his ribs.
And so, the master and apprentice developed a life-or-death bond, a bond forged through mutual betrayal.
Liu Baichuan put all the bullets into a medicine box he carried with him, took off his gloves, turned his head and saw that his most valued apprentice had his lips white and his eyes closed. He had already fainted from the pain.
"Tsk, what a fragile young man, so easily defeated."
After muttering something, Liu Baichuan was surprised to find that granulation tissue was growing from the wound on Qi Te's abdomen.
In terms of recovery speed, it is currently only at level F.
Self-healing abilities have a very high ceiling, but most are stuck at rank D, with a few reaching rank C or higher.
In the entire Federation, there are only a handful of people who can reach the S-level, like Liu Baichuan, who can survive as long as he is not sliced or minced into pieces, which is equivalent to being immortal.
"This kid's been hiding it well; even I didn't notice."
Liu Baichuan sighed inwardly, then his brows furrowed sharply.
No, not long ago, during an experiment, Qi Te was burned on the back of his hand by a classmate, and the wound later became infected.
"Suddenly awakened? But there's no case of anyone over 18 awakening in the entire Federation!"
Liu Baichuan was completely baffled...
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In the Haida terrorist attack, a total of 67 people died and more than 180 people were injured.
Twenty-nine robbers were shot dead on the spot, and thirty-seven were arrested.
All the criminals were hired mercenaries who received messages from brokers on the dark web and were recruited to participate in this criminal operation.
The Bureau of Investigation's Special Operations Team is responsible for rescuing hostages and apprehending criminals, while the various case teams are responsible for investigating cases.
Unsurprisingly, this major case fell to the counter-terrorism special task force, and Lin Jun was the newly appointed team leader who had just been transferred from headquarters to Haicheng.
When the incident occurred, she wanted to contact Nanshan to negotiate, partly out of concern for the safety of the hostages, and partly because of her special abilities.
Even if they are not face to face, but separated by a wall, or even hundreds of meters apart, as soon as they start talking, she can accurately judge whether what the person being questioned is telling the truth.
Therefore, he was called a "human lie detector" by his colleagues.
In the counter-terrorism team leader's office, Lin Jun took off her glasses with a headache and rubbed her sore eyes.
Based on all the testimonies, the cost Nanshan invested in this operation was no less than 50 million. Among the arrested mercenaries, the earliest time they received a message from a broker and accepted employment was 36 days ago.
Based on the eyewitness accounts from people in the library and on campus before the action team entered the college, it can be deduced that Nanshan decisively withdrew when the first drone was shot down by a sniper.
"They planned this for over a month, spending 50 million, yet made no demands whatsoever. And they indiscriminately shot and killed all teachers and students."
"Is he insane?!"
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