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The darkness of the underground passage was thick as ink, the only light coming from the flickering flashlight on Old Zhou's wheelchair armrest. The damp air was filled with the smell of mildew and rust, each breath feeling like inhaling a cold ball of cotton.
"To the left!" Old Zhou's urgent voice echoed in the narrow tunnel. "That way leads to the old mine!"
Lin Xiaofan supported Su Yuqing, whose right ankle had twisted during their escape and was now swollen like a small bun. Behind them, Zhao Tianming's flashlight beam swept across the walls like the eyes of a predator.
"How does he know about this passage?" Su Yuqing whispered through gritted teeth.
Old Zhou's wheelchair suddenly stopped, the metal armrest clanging against the rock wall with a sharp echo. "Because..." His voice turned weary, "this is the mine where the accident happened years ago."
The flashlight beam illuminated a rusted metal sign on the tunnel wall—"West Mountain No. 3 Mine, maximum load 200 tons." Below it, the red-painted numbers "312" still stood out vividly, like an unhealed scar.
"This is it..." Old Zhou's voice trembled. "The last place your father stood."
Lin Xiaofan's fingertips brushed against the cold rock wall, and for a moment, he felt as if he could sense the tremors of that disaster twenty years ago—the shockwave of a gas explosion, his father shoving a gas mask to a colleague at that critical moment, and the massive rocks collapsing... His phone suddenly vibrated, projecting a holographic image: his father running in the mine, pushing an unconscious young man toward safety—Zhao Tianming!
"Why..." Lin Xiaofan's throat tightened. "Why did my dad save him?"
Old Zhou's flashlight suddenly pointed to the ground, revealing a line of words carved into the rock: "Saving lives needs no reason—Lin Jianguo."
In the distance, chaotic footsteps and shouts grew louder; the flashlight beam was getting closer. Old Zhou abruptly tore off the disguise layer of his prosthetic limb and pulled out a rusty crowbar. "They're catching up! A Long, help me up!"
With A Long's assistance, Old Zhou stood on one leg and struck a spot on the rock wall with the crowbar. After several heavy blows, a seemingly solid rock collapsed with a thunderous crash, revealing a dark gap behind it. "An escape route! Your father secretly dug this back then; only we three knew about it!"
"It's too narrow!" Su Yuqing tried to peek inside. "The wheelchair can't..."
"I'll go last!" Old Zhou was already pushing A Long inside. "I know this path well!"
Lin Xiaofan helped Su Yuqing squeeze into the gap. The passage was so narrow they could only move sideways, sharp rocks scraping against their shoulders and arms. In the darkness, they relied solely on touch and Old Zhou's heavy breathing ahead to guide them.
"Be careful! There's a steep slope ahead!" Old Zhou's voice came from up front.
No sooner had he spoken than Su Yuqing suddenly stepped into thin air with a short gasp. Lin Xiaofan instinctively reached for her hand but only caught a piece of her sleeve. Her figure plummeted rapidly into the darkness—
"Su Yuqing!"
Lin Xiaofan leaped forward and managed to grab her wrist just in time. They hung at the edge of the steep slope, beneath them an unfathomable abyss. The shouts of Old Zhou and A Long sounded distant and blurred, as if separated by a layer of frosted glass.
【Emergency choice!】
【A. Save her: Deplete all funds to maintain system functionality】
【B. Self-preservation: Retain system but lose rescue target】
【10-second countdown...9...8...】
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