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Recognizing the person in the video as the young man he had signed a contract with, Wang Fugui turned to Lu Zihau and urgently asked, "What is your cousin's name?"
Lu Zihau trembled as he spoke, truthfully revealing the name of Lu Xiaoran. Upon hearing this name, a look of realization spread across Wang Fugui's face.
"I remember now; that young man was indeed named Lu Xiaoran."
Now that it was confirmed that Lu Zihau's cousin was the same Lu Xiaoran who had signed a contract with him, Wang Fugui still couldn't be sure if Lu Xiaoran was the same person living in the safe house. After all, the video only captured the interior of the safe house, and Wang Fugui had never been inside.
He also couldn't determine if the house in the video was the same one they had previously tried so hard to breach without success.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Fugui reopened the video, hoping to find more clues. He squinted his eyes and focused intently on each frame of the footage.
When the scene shifted to a wardrobe, Wang Fugui suddenly froze, disbelief etched on his face. There, beside the wardrobe against the wall, was a pitch-black suit that looked like armor.
Without a doubt, this was the Hazmat Suit that Lu Xiaoran always wore.
At last, Wang Fugui was certain that the person living in the safe house was indeed Lu Xiaoran.
Previously, he had considered this possibility—could it be that the person residing in the safe house was the young man who had contracted to take over this desolate mountain? However, Lu Xiaoran appeared far too young. Wang Fugui thought that someone capable of acquiring firearms and constructing an impregnable fortress could not possibly be an ordinary person.
It was highly likely that such an individual held significant power and status within the country—someone who could not be connected to that young man he had met before.
He couldn't believe it was really him.
Wang Fugui lowered his head, lost in thought. They had previously tried various methods to breach Lu Xiaoran's safe house from outside, all of which had ended in failure. Now they had captured three individuals who were relatives of Lu Xiaoran; perhaps they could use them to coerce him into opening the door and handing over supplies from within.
With this thought in mind, Wang Fugui called over several villagers and instructed them, "Go find some hemp ropes and tie these three to a tree."
The villagers complied and soon returned with ropes, leading the three captives to a few willow trees at the edge of an open area.
The first to be tied to a tree was Lu Zihau. Terrified and trembling, his legs gave way beneath him as he pleaded with a pale face, "No, please! I beg you, let me go!"
However, the villagers ignored his pleas entirely and forcefully pinned him against the tree before binding him tightly with ropes.
They tied up Liu Huilan again, the old woman struggling as she feigned bravado, threatening, "Let me go! What you're doing is illegal. Do you believe I will call the police and have you arrested?"
But such threats held no weight in this apocalyptic world. The others merely shrugged, completely ignoring her.
Once both of them were securely bound, Lu Zhengjun was also tied to a tree. The wound on his leg continued to bleed profusely, leaving him weak and powerless. He hung his head in resignation, giving up the struggle entirely.
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