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Wei Feng clearly did not understand my meaning, staring blankly at me. I raised my voice and repeated, "Wei Feng, let me ask you, have you ever killed a police officer? I know you hate this society, hate those human traffickers, and hate us police officers. If we can find your child, you wouldn't have taken the path you're on today..."
When I finished speaking, everyone looked at me, understanding my intent. I wanted to exchange myself for Geng Shaofei; I was willing to be the hostage. This was my best chance to apprehend Wei Feng without resorting to lethal force. The knife he held was dull; although I wasn't as skilled as Dezi, if I could just block it for a moment, I could subdue him. That moment depended on how hard Wei Feng would strike.
If he swung with the same force he used to cut that woman's hand, my arm would be ruined. But I was willing to take that risk. It had been three years; I had finally gotten a lead on Captain Shi within this organization. How could I give up now?
At that moment, Wei Feng seemed to grasp my intention and said, "You want to use yourself in exchange for him?"
I nodded. Once Wei Feng asked that question, it indicated there was a possibility in this situation. He truly hated the traffickers; his torment of them made that clear. He also despised us for our inaction but dared not act against the police.
Now that I had given him this opportunity, how could he not be tempted?
"Yes," I confirmed, then added, "It’s all my fault that your child went missing. No matter who you kill now, you won't escape; the outcome will be the same. So why not kill a police officer? Why not kill me? By killing me, you can send a message to the world, can't you?"
"No!" At that moment, Dezi spoke up, "I'll be the one to exchange as a hostage."
Looking at Dezi's physique, he was even more imposing than Wei Feng—muscles bulging everywhere. If he were the hostage, Wei Feng might not even be able to hold him captive. So once those words left Dezi's mouth, it was clear Wei Feng would never agree. This role could only be mine.
"You can't!" Wei Feng said firmly.
Hearing my words, Juan Juan stood up, staring at me in disbelief. She surely hadn't expected me to take such a step. This decision came after much consideration from various angles. Geng Shaofei also looked at me with surprise; he hadn't anticipated that I would offer myself in exchange for him. At this point, Killer's knife was no longer pressed tightly against his neck.
I took off my jacket and lowered the handcuffs from my waist, rolling up my sleeves to show I wasn't carrying anything. Wei Feng visibly wavered; I raised my hands and slowly moved forward while saying calmly, "Wei Feng, when I walk over there, you let him go and allow me to take his place."
"I know you're desperate right now and feel there's no way back," I continued. "After you're gone, we'll take care of your mother. She's in her sixties or seventies and can't handle any more trauma. This is the least we can do for you."
Wei Feng's hand trembled but then tightened again as he replied, "I've lived my life without betraying anyone except for my mother. I promise I'll let him go if you're willing to be the hostage!"
I nodded and slowly advanced. The short distance felt like a marathon; everyone held their breath as we could only hear the sirens of police cars outside the base—more and more officers were arriving. Yet those of us inside remained oblivious because our minds were elsewhere.
When I reached about two meters from Wei Feng, I stopped. From this position, he only needed to take a step forward to pull me closer. I kept my hands raised and said firmly, "I'm not moving now; you come over."
Wei Feng nodded, still controlling Geng Shaofei to move forward. In no time, he arrived in front of me. He ordered me to turn my back, and I complied. I could even feel his breath getting closer behind me. At that moment, one of Wei Feng's hands was already gripping my shoulder, and then I heard the footsteps of two people. It seemed that Geng Shaofei was supposed to be released.
I turned my head to look and saw Killer's knife slowly moving far away from Geng Shaofei. As long as Geng Shaofei walked away slowly, everything would be fine. But at that moment, I didn’t know if Geng Shaofei had a sudden change of heart or simply didn’t want to owe me anything. Suddenly, he started running and crashed directly into me.
I was caught off guard and stumbled back. It seemed that Geng Shaofei wanted to knock both of us out of the way to avoid Killer's blunt knife, allowing Dezi to shoot him down. But he didn’t consider that if the goal was just to take down Killer, I wouldn’t have needed to come in his place.
Sure enough, Killer was startled by Geng Shaofei’s action and quickly realized what was happening. He raised his blunt knife and swung it without caring who was in front of him. I stood right there, having been knocked off balance by Geng Shaofei, and hadn’t turned back yet when I caught a glimpse of Geng Shaofei’s blunt knife coming down toward me.
I silently cursed myself; if Geng Shaofei struck me with that knife, regardless of whether it was sharp or not, I would have little chance of survival. I was still adjusting my body, my arms couldn’t rise in time to block it, and I could only watch helplessly as Geng Shaofei’s blunt knife swung toward my neck.
This time, Geng Shaofei truly put my life at risk. In my plan, the worst-case scenario would have been losing an arm, but with what Geng Shaofei did, it felt like I might lose my life instead. Everything happened too quickly for anyone to react; even the screams never had a chance to escape their lips.
As I watched Wei Feng’s blunt knife come down, my mind went blank. At that moment, Wei Feng also saw me clearly. Just then, I noticed Wei Feng easing the strength in his arm, causing the speed of the blunt knife to slow down significantly. I didn’t understand why he suddenly chose this critical moment to pull back; I had no idea what he was up to.
Before I could think further, a gunshot rang out. My heart jumped; I immediately understood that Dezi had fired. But before I could see where the bullet had struck or who it hit, I watched as Wei Feng fell straight down, the blunt knife lightly resting on my shoulder and knocking me down with him.
Next, I heard Dezi’s footsteps approaching while others rushed over as well. I pushed Wei Feng’s body off me and saw that he had been shot in the head—he was dead.
Dezi hurried over to check on Wei Feng while Juan Juan rushed to my side and asked, “Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?”
The blunt knife had merely rested on my shoulder due to inertia; coupled with my already precarious state from being knocked down, Wei Feng’s body falling on me meant that the knife lost its force and only left a mark on my clothing. Ignoring Juan Juan ’s concern, I glared angrily at Geng Shaofei.
I had a thousand curses ready to unleash but seeing Geng Shaofei’s expression and his mother nearby made me swallow them back down. After all, Geng Shaofei had acted with good intentions; perhaps he didn’t want to lose face in front of Juan Juan. Letting a rival take his place as a hostage was indeed a cowardly act.
In Geng Shaofei's plan, the moment of exchanging hostages was supposed to be when he could save me. But we hadn’t discussed this beforehand; he lacked the kind of understanding between Dezi and me—his good intentions ended up causing trouble. Realizing this and seeing how Geng Shaofei looked like he hadn’t eaten in days made me say, “Let’s go check at the hospital together; you all need some care.”
Geng Shaofei nodded at me and said, “I’m sorry; I didn’t know…”
I sighed and waved my hand dismissively, signaling him not to feel guilty any longer. Yet a complex feeling arose within me; Wei Feng's death could have been avoided. Moreover, in his final moments, he had indeed pulled back his hand; it was just that since I stood in front of him at an angle where others couldn’t see his movement clearly—they only saw him raising the knife against me.
At the same time, I couldn’t help but admire Dezi’s shooting skills; in such a critical moment, Dezi remained calm and took down the enemy with one shot—truly a marksmanship expert. Compared to someone like me who wouldn’t even dare hold a gun, Dezi was leagues ahead. But when I looked closely at Dezi again, I noticed sweat forming on his forehead; it seemed he too felt a sense of dread after what had just happened.
Dezi picked up the shell casing and said, "That was too close; you almost lost your life. You have no idea how close that knife came to your neck..."
I patted Dezi on the shoulder and turned to Captain and the others, saying, "Check for any clues in this Breeding Base. We need to send Wei Feng's body back to the morgue soon. Make sure to pay attention to any women around twenty-five years old; they might be disguises of Zhao Mingkun and He Pingli."
Captain nodded in agreement.
Before transporting Wei Feng's body, we needed to search him for any useful clues. I put on gloves and rummaged through Wei Feng's pockets. I found two pieces of fruit candy, a pack of tissues, some loose change, and a metal tag.
The rest of the items were not worth examining, but this tag could be significant. I held it in my hand and examined it closely; it was made of a hard alloy with some flexibility. The tag had several numbers engraved on it: 140324, 3528, 2.
In addition to these numbers, there were also two characters inscribed—Heavenly Domain. The characters were written in small seal script, which I recognized due to my interest in history. Aside from that, the tag had no other decorations or designs, making it quite simple.
I realized this tag could prove the identity of an organization member. It wasn't made of any precious metal and didn't look impressive at all. Moreover, since it was in small seal script with just a few numbers printed on it, even if someone from the organization accidentally lost it, others who found it would likely dismiss it as something unremarkable—probably not even bothering to take a second glance.
However, this very simplicity ensured that anyone holding the tag was indeed a member of the organization. This suggested that the Heavenly Domain Organization had strict internal hierarchies; many members might know each other only by name but not by face.
A Senior High School Student had been kidnapped along with a Leggy School Beauty and a Busty Third-Tier Celebrity, trapped in an Abandoned Cabin after mistakenly eating Unknown Wild Fruit, feeling feverish throughout the night.
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