kingnovel Chapter 518 Sister Qu's Disguise
Chapter 518 Sister Qu's Disguise
But if it was an enemy, why would they knock on the door so blatantly?
Is he really just an ordinary passerby as they said?
But in this remote place, the probability of an ordinary passerby appearing is really too small.
Everyone else in the room was also nervously waiting for Long Can's decision.
Their breathing became rapid, and the whole room was filled with a suffocating atmosphere of tension.
Some people even clenched their fists unconsciously, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.
Long Can took a deep breath. He knew he couldn't hesitate any longer.
He looked at the people around him, then whispered, "Whoever it is, hide these two people first."
After hearing his words, everyone took action immediately. Several people quickly dragged the two unconscious people on the ground to a hidden corner and covered them with some miscellaneous items.
Long Can winked at one of his younger brothers, and the younger brother understood what he meant.
Long Can walked quietly to the back door with light steps, then quickly slipped into the bedroom and locked himself inside.
He moved very quietly, afraid of making any sound, and throughout the whole process his eyes were always vigilantly observing the movements around him.
The younger brother wearing Buddhist beads took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.
His eyes were full of vigilance as he looked at the woman outside the door warily.
He leaned forward slightly, ready to deal with any emergency at any time, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"
His voice was low and hoarse.
The woman looked ordinary. She stood at the door with a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.
Hearing the man with the Buddhist beads asking, she said calmly: "You are too loud. The old lady next door is still resting. I asked me to come over and remind you to keep your voice down."
Her voice was soft, but it seemed a little out of place in this tense atmosphere.
The man with the Buddhist beads' first reaction was: "When did someone appear next door?"
He frowned, his heart full of doubts.
This place is usually visited by few people, let alone an old lady who suddenly appears next door.
He stared at the woman intently, trying to find any flaw in her expression.
But when he looked at the frail woman in front of him, she didn't look threatening at all.
After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "I understand."
There was a hint of perfunctoriness in his voice, and he just wanted to get rid of this woman as soon as possible.
The woman didn't seem to have any intention of leaving. She tilted her head slightly, a hint of curiosity in her eyes, and wanted to look inside.
Seeing this, the man with the Buddhist beads immediately moved sideways to block her view and said with an unhappy expression, "Anything else?"
His tone became a little stiff, and there was a hint of impatience in his eyes.
The woman was not intimidated by his attitude. She wrinkled her nose and said, "I smell a strange smell in here. Is the gas on?"
As she spoke, she pretended to be worried, her eyes still trying to look past the man with the Buddhist beads and into the house.
There happened to be a man in the house holding a lighter and preparing to smoke. The metal shell of the lighter flickered faintly in the dim light.
The woman's eyes widened instantly, as if she had seen something extremely dangerous, and she rushed into the house without hesitation.
She moved very quickly and snatched his lighter before anyone could react.
This sudden scene made everyone in the room look at her warily.
The men's eyes were filled with surprise and confusion. They didn't understand why this seemingly ordinary woman would suddenly do such a thing.
Their bodies tensed up unconsciously, like a group of wild beasts facing an unknown threat, ready to attack at any moment.
The woman held the lighter tightly in her hand. She scanned the room with her eyes, then looked at everyone and said, "Why are you so careless? If there's a gas leak, we'll all be doomed if this lighter is lit."
Although her voice was still very gentle, it carried an unquestionable majesty, which made the people in the room a little at a loss for a moment.
The woman said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I'm worried about an explosion. Something similar has happened before."
As she spoke, she tugged at the corner of her clothes a little awkwardly.
In order to make everyone believe her words more, she showed her wrist, and saw a large burn mark on her wrist. The scar was shocking, like a twisted red snake lying on her fair skin.
When the men saw the woman's wrist, they were stunned at first, and then looked at each other.
The original vigilance in their eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by an uncomfortable vulgarity.
One of the men had a malicious glint in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a disgusting smile.
He began to gradually approach the woman, his steps slow and deliberately frivolous, like a fly that had spotted its prey and could not be driven away.
As he approached, his eyes were fixed on the woman's body, his gaze moving up and down her body as if he wanted to see through her clothes.
The other men were not idle either. They stood aside, their eyes also revealing the same evil thoughts. They kept exchanging glances with each other, as if they were silently communicating some shameful thoughts.
The man with the Buddhist beads frowned slightly, feeling somewhat disgusted by this behavior.
After all, at this time, they have more important things to do and should not cause trouble.
But seeing the expressions of the other brothers, he felt it was not easy to stop them directly.
He weighed it in his mind, but in the end he said nothing. He just stood there silently, with a hint of helplessness and worry in his eyes.
Then, the woman nodded to the man. She tried to look calmer and said, "Since there's nothing else, I'll leave first. Please keep your voices down."
There was a hint of urgency in her voice; she just wanted to leave this uneasy place as soon as possible.
However, the other man took a step forward with a wicked smile, his eyes revealing greed and arrogance. He said, "You can't just come and go as you please in our house."
His voice was so loud that it was particularly harsh in the silent room.
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, trying to grab the woman's arm. His hand was like a rough claw, reaching towards the woman.
At this critical moment, Long Can in the room suddenly coughed.
The cough sounded like a sudden alarm bell in this tense atmosphere.
The man's hand froze in the air, his body trembled slightly, and a hint of hesitation and fear appeared on his face.
He knew that Long Can's cough was a warning to him that now was not the time to cause trouble.
The woman immediately looked towards the bedroom, her eyes full of confusion and surprise.
She didn't know what the cough meant, but she could feel that it made the man who wanted to attack her feel a little hesitant.
She hurriedly left this place of trouble.
Long Can walked out of the house, his face as gloomy as the sky before a storm.
He looked at the man who had just had evil thoughts about the woman and kicked him hard in frustration.
The kick was so powerful that the man staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Long Can said angrily, "It's already this late, and we've already been watched by so many eyes. You're still harboring evil thoughts towards her. Are you afraid that we won't die soon enough?"
His voice echoed through the room, carrying a suppressed anger.
The man lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.
He knew that his actions just now were indeed reckless. At this juncture, any small mistake could put them in an irretrievable situation.
The woman who left walked hurriedly towards the store on the corner.
Her expression was very serious, and her eyes showed calmness and professionalism.
After she walked into the store, she looked around and made sure there were no suspicious people around before walking to a relatively secluded corner.
She quickly took out the walkie-talkie from her pocket and skillfully adjusted the channel.
She took a deep breath and then said methodically, "No firearms were found in the house."
Her voice was soft, but every word was pronounced clearly, ensuring that the person on the other end of the intercom could receive the information accurately.
She paused, as if recalling the scene inside the house, and then continued, "There were three knives in total, and two unconscious missing persons were found."
Her brows furrowed slightly, and the image of the two unconscious people lying lifeless on the ground appeared in her mind.
Having said that, she sniffed her clothes again, which still had the smell of the house on them.
She continued, "The smell in the room is very obvious. After confirmation, it should be the medicine reported by Chief Qi."
A hint of worry flashed in her eyes, she knew that this drug meant there was a complex and dangerous criminal network behind it.
After reporting the situation, she waited quietly for a response from the other end of the intercom.
Her hand tightly gripped the intercom, as if it was her only lifeline to the outside world.
Occasionally there was some noisy noise coming from the surrounding shops, but she was completely unmoved. Her attention was all focused on the intercom, ready to receive new instructions or convey more information at any time.
On the opposite building, several men holding sniper rifles were concentrating on this side.
Their eyes were cold and determined, like a hawk locking onto its prey.
One of the men whispered into the intercom, "Sister Qu, thank you for your hard work."
This woman was none other than Sister Qu, who had used her own child as bait in order to obtain intelligence.
She once again showed extraordinary courage and went deep into the enemy camp to gather information.
The woman responded calmly, "It's all what we should do. Besides the two trafficked people, there are still four people from the trafficking gang and Long Can in the house."
Her voice was as calm as water, as if what she had just experienced was not a dangerous exploration, but an ordinary visit.
At this time, other special forces soldiers around the house were also busy.