"Fu Jiahui's exposure rendered Yang Xin useless, and letting her run free would only cloud the police's vision, giving Zhang Chunling and company an advantage. Therefore, you deliberately had Fu Jiahui and Zhu Feng…"
Ruo Bing realized something in Fei Du’s voice and took a step back, shaking her head incredulously.
Fan Siyuan roared at the man holding the metal ring switch: "What are you doing!?"
"...Exposing them yet misleading them with false warnings and weapons. Because..."
Fei Du's words were cut short as the metal ring tightened around his neck, enveloping him in an endless darkness with a familiar suffocating feeling. Memories opened their jaws wide to tear at him. The basement, the cold bodies, the bloody fur, women's screams... everything exploded, and the man holding the metal ring around his neck cut the ropes binding his hands. The deadly loop was right before his eyes, and he instinctively reached out.
At this moment, Ruo Bing understood what Fei Du had meant to say —
Because...
Fan Siyuan knew about the puppets under him; they were all carved from wood soaked in poison, making them beyond redemption. He also did not believe that Fei Du was as innocent as he initially appeared, certain that he would target Yang Xin and company’s hideout. When both sides clashed, police would inevitably be alerted, allowing Fan Siyuan to take the opportunity to bring out the useless trash along with Fei Du.
However, something went wrong; Fei Du remained calm, holding back from acting impulsively, allowing the police to find their warehouse first.
Xiao Haiyang, in his panic, lost his train of thought and immediately turned his gun towards Fan Siyuan: "Release him!"
In Zhang Chunling's mind, everything buzzed as he deciphered another layer of meaning from Fei Du’s brief statements. Fan Siyuan had intentionally exposed Yang Xin and Zhu Feng’s hideout to Fei Du, but the man who should have been targeted ended up in police custody.
Furthermore, when they chased Zhou Huaijin, a suspected accomplice of Fei Du, the police arrived abnormally fast.
Fei Du could easily obtain internal information from the police. Apart from being deceived, there was another possibility...
Considering this “police” with four eyes before him, what else did Zhang Chunling not understand?
Fei Du’s plan was clearly flawed; both he and Fan Siyuan had made assumptions based on their personal biases without fully considering the details.
"Let me choose how to unlock this ring?" Zhang Chunling's expression changed several times in an instant. He raised his gun, coldly snarled, and fired at Fei Du.
The balance was broken!
Fei Du’s men, who had been holding him, instinctively pulled him back as the bullet grazed Fei Du’s shoulder and struck Fei Chengyu's bed leg. The situation in the room completely reversed, with both sides firing at each other.
Xiao Haiyang rushed to protect Fei Du. Just then, Ruo Bing retreated to a corner and suddenly shouted: "He placed a bomb inside his bed; if you squeeze it..."
Before she could finish her sentence, a bullet hit her, and she fell straight down, groaning.
The sound of the woman's voice echoed through everyone’s ears. Fan Siyuan turned sharply towards Fei Du — that deadly metal ring was in Fei Du's hands. Despite his pain, he refused to squeeze it further, using what little consciousness remained to look at Fan Siyuan with a smile as if understanding something.
The word "bomb" made Zhang Chunling tense up. His subordinates rushed forward without hesitation to protect him from the frenzied attack of Fan Siyuan and company, while Zhang Chunling shot Fei Du holding the metal ring.
Xiao Haiyang shouted loudly, grabbing Fei Chengyu's bed and diving onto Fei Du, pulling him under the bed as he discarded his gun along with something in his pocket. At this moment, Fan Siyuan, using all his strength, pushed away his wheelchair, using the bodies of his subordinates to shield himself as he moved forward while shooting.
Suddenly, Zhang Chunling, who was already at the entrance of the secret passage, heard a panicked shout from one of his men: "Zhang President, there...!"
Before he could turn around, gunshots rang out. His hand on the gun suffered intense pain — a bullet had pierced through it precisely.
This time, it was real:
"Police! Don't move!"
Fan Siyuan ignored Xiao Haiyang and raised his gun towards him: "Push down! Push down! Fei Chengyu trained you to strangle your mother countless times! Haven’t you always wanted to kill your father? Ah!"