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"Is this idiot serious? Her mission is to maximize damage under the cover of duh, eliminating the enemy's living forces. Using 51 when 50 would suffice is just wasteful; it's not a personal show," Yang Xiaoyou thought, rolling her eyes at Laiwei, who was already getting heated and acting recklessly.
Fortunately, they were now in the final stages, and some flaws were inconsequential. However, she soon felt a malicious gaze directed at her.
Turning her head, she saw a disheveled man with messy hair, wearing a grim expression as he approached from the doorway.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't shake off the feeling that this fellow was part of the group outside. It seemed he was looking to cause trouble for her, making duh and the others cautious.
As for whether he intended to escape safely or was still intent on directly threatening Laiwei, that was his own business. Regardless of his plans, it was clear that his first step was to control her, who appeared to be related to those two killers outside.
Before the man could get too close, Yang Xiaoyou adopted a deadpan expression and reached into her pocket to pull out the Electric Shock Gun. The sound of crackling electricity accompanied by blue arcs appeared in her hand.
Seeing the weapon in the young man's hand, a hint of mockery crossed the man's face.
Bang!
Laiwei and duh clashed mid-air before separating. Duh then retreated into the crowd, looking defeated.
"Tch, what are you pretending for? It's such a hassle," Laiwei said with a disgruntled expression as she watched her partner 'escape.' Indeed, dealing with this peaceful society was far too troublesome.
In the past, whether in Cam Ranh or elsewhere, business was straightforward—whoever had the bigger fist won; no one would stand up for the losing side.
Now they had to be so indirect about it. Creating such illusions and arrangements was incredibly frustrating.
Grumbling under her breath, she walked toward the Ice Cream Shop with a gloomy expression, preparing to wait for the police as initially planned.
However, upon arriving at the Ice Cream Shop, she found that the young man was squatting in front of an unconscious man, playing with his Electric Shock Gun.
The man on the ground had his hair standing on end; his body twitched occasionally, froth at his mouth, and there was a faint smell of burnt meat in the air. It looked utterly tragic.
"Oh dear, you really did it. This must be the last fellow left, right? Tsk tsk, how unfortunate that he fell into your hands. Truly a tragic fellow." Although Laiwei was somewhat surprised by what Yang Xiaoyou had done—given that she had almost been taken down by two opponents much weaker than herself—she could accept it nonetheless.
Being shocked by that thing, she couldn't withstand it. She could only blame herself for underestimating the situation, while at the same time feeling quite pleased with her decision to keep the Electric Shock Gun.
She puffed out her chest, resembling a proud rooster.
Seeing her expression, Yang Xiaoyou could roughly understand what she was thinking and 'thanked' her with a slightly sarcastic tone for her brilliance.
The dry tone made it easy to hear the mockery within. However, Laiwei accepted this 'gratitude' and 'praise' wholeheartedly, wearing a satisfied expression on her face.
Indeed, she was a straightforward fellow; for her, a place like Cam Ranh was probably the most suitable.
Perhaps it was chaotic there, but as long as one had strength, it was also a very direct place.
Due to Laiwei's outward demeanor of being a 'heroic figure' preventing violent incidents, she may have been much harsher in action than one would expect. Yet on the surface, it didn't appear that way; she merely wanted to stop the chaos after being teased by some thugs.
With the identity brought to her by Luo Guohui, it didn't count for much.
However, when the police arrived at the scene, their response was somewhat unexpected.
"Hands on your head and squat down!" After two police cars arrived at the scene, the officers quickly took control. One male officer who looked like a captain approached Laiwei with a stern expression and commanded her.
To reduce future pressure from the officials, although most of these people's combat abilities had been neutralized, not many had actually died; most were left with hidden injuries or broken limbs. A simple report of injuries would suffice for external communication.
The guards who were supposed to protect Laiwei suffered heavy losses.
The pressure on the police was not as great as imagined. After the 'main culprit' escaped, the connection to the police had not reached a level where they needed someone to take the fall, especially since it was difficult to find the original victim to take the blame.
Yet at this moment, the behavior of the officer in front of them showed signs of shifting focus towards this side, not simply following procedures and moving on.
In theory, Laiwei had been kidnapped here, and the police should be responsible. However, the questioning captain intentionally ignored this point and kept fixating on Laiwei's involvement in the incident.
His words were laced with leading questions and subtle interrogation techniques. If it weren't for Yang Xiaoyou reminding her from the side, Laiwei might have fallen into their trap.
"Who are you? What gives you the right to interrupt the police investigation?" The captain's face darkened, his voice filled with irritation after being reminded by Yang Xiaoyou once again.
"Please, if you want to interrogate someone, take them to the interrogation room. If you don't have that authority, then don't blame me for butting in. Your recorder should faithfully document everything that's happening here, right? There's no need to fear a confrontation," Yang Xiaoyou replied, rolling her eyes with a hint of indifference.
It seemed that the Common Unity Party was exerting its influence, still unwilling to give up. They appeared intent on using official means to take someone away, perhaps planning some sort of sleight of hand.
Such tactics were often employed in the arrest of intelligence personnel from various countries; as long as no incriminating evidence was left behind, capturing someone was entirely feasible.
Even if things went awry, they could easily use such a pretext against other aspects. This highlighted the disparity between local foundations and the advantages of operating on home turf.
Unfortunately, if it were just Laiwei alone, merely relying on familial ties would not provide an effective countermeasure.
But now, Yang Xiaoyou was beside him.
She then pulled out a few unused business cards and dialed the numbers on them. The last time she encountered trouble in Shanghai, Liang Wuxuan's uncle had come forward as a guarantor, and several senior superintendents had given her their cards.
Given her current relationship with Liang Wuxuan, she didn't consider him an outsider at all.
She had to start her shift next Monday.
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