Chapter 161: Discovering Han Xue
The deafening gunfire, the agonized screams of his colleagues, and the thick scent of blood in the air sent a chill through the Second Squad Captain’s heart.
This was a disaster.
“My damn career…”
The Captain let out a long sigh.
“Counterattack!”
“Shoot! Shoot them all!”
Gritting his teeth, he roared out the order.
With that, he raised his gun with his uninjured arm and fired back into the living room.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He didn’t care if he hit anything—he just needed to suppress the enemy.
Suppressive fire didn’t require precision. As long as bullets were flying in their direction, the criminals would have to duck. After all, they were just flesh and blood—who wasn’t afraid of getting shot?
With their captain taking the lead, the remaining officers immediately opened fire.
A hail of bullets poured into the living room.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man quickly crouched behind the solid leather sofa, not daring to show his face.
The bullets thudded into the sofa with muffled sounds. The solid wood frame and thick leather absorbed the impact, keeping him unharmed.
With so many guns aimed at him and bullets raining down like a storm, even the boldest criminal wouldn’t dare peek out.
Instead, he frantically gestured to the fat man beside him, signaling him to be ready to fire if any officers rushed in.
Fatty nodded, raised his gun, and aimed toward the living room entrance.
The moment someone showed their face, he would pull the trigger.
Meanwhile, the Captain gritted his teeth against the searing pain in his shoulder, firing sporadically.
“Now! Rescue the wounded!” he ordered.
Though they had suffered heavy losses, the Captain realized he had underestimated the criminals. But now that he had regained his composure, he knew exactly what needed to be done.
The armed man inside the room was the middle-aged suspect who had provided false testimony.
But where was Fatty?
That meant there were at least two criminals inside—two guns.
One man alone had already wreaked havoc on the Second Squad. What about the other?
And what if they had more accomplices?
The Captain realized he had too little intel. This operation had been too impulsive.
No matter what, they just had to hold the doorway. The criminals were trapped.
Instead of risking more officers, it was better to extract the wounded first.
Following the order, the officers calmed down, adjusting their shooting rhythm.
Some maintained steady suppressive fire, while others carefully retrieved their injured comrades.
After all, the moment the criminal exposed himself, he would be met with a rain of bullets.
“Captain, we got everyone out!” an officer reported.
“Where’s the ambulance?” the Captain asked, clutching his bleeding shoulder.
“Almost here—five minutes out!”
“What about reinforcements?”
If backup had arrived sooner, his team wouldn’t have suffered such severe casualties.
After all, the Criminal Investigation Unit wasn’t a specialized assault team. Their equipment and tactical training were inferior to those of their counterparts.
For instance, shields—
All they had were riot shields, which provided little protection against bullets.
But the tactical units had steel ballistic shields that could even withstand grenade shrapnel.
If they had used those instead, would there have been so many casualties?
Even if there were injuries, they wouldn’t have been this severe.
And their weapons—
Unlike the heavily armed tactical units, the Second Squad only had standard-issue sidearms and riot gear.
“Report—uh, about the reinforcements…”
The officer hesitated.
“What about them?” the Captain pressed.
“They switched vehicles to get here faster… but then they got hit by another car.”
“What the hell?!”
The Captain was dumbfounded.
What kind of cursed operation was this?
Two separate reinforcements, both involved in suspicious accidents?
Something was definitely off.
Clenching his teeth, he barked, “Find out who hit our guys—arrest them all and interrogate them!”
“This is no coincidence.”
“They might be working with the criminals inside.”
At this, the officer’s eyes lit up. He immediately pulled out his phone to make the necessary calls.
Hotel Room 507
“Han Xue!”
Fang Xiaocao had been replaying surveillance footage when she suddenly gasped.
On-screen, a seductive figure slipped into the hotel.
She had suspected Han Xue might return, gambling on the idea that hiding in plain sight would help her evade the police.
But seeing her walk right into the hotel’s security footage still caught Fang Xiaocao off guard.
“That crazy woman has guts,” she muttered through clenched teeth.
Buzz buzz buzz
Her phone vibrated—a WeChat notification.
It was a message from Tom.
[Tom: Princess, I found Han Xue! She’s inside the hotel!]
Fang Xiaocao was stunned.
She had just spotted Han Xue, and now Tom, who was also monitoring the surveillance feed, had seen her too.
He immediately messaged her.
[Fang Xiaocao: I just saw her on the cameras too!]
[Tom: Princess, what’s the plan? Want me to find her and take her out?]
Tom even added a knife emoji.
Fang Xiaocao blinked, feeling momentarily tempted.
She loathed Han Xue.
If given the chance, she would personally send that woman to hell.
Of course, she wasn’t reckless.
Even if she wanted Han Xue dead, she wouldn’t do it herself—she preferred to let someone else do the dirty work.
She wasn’t about to risk her own future for this.
She had too many good days ahead of her to waste.
After a moment of thought, an idea struck her.
She picked up her phone and replied:
[Fang Xiaocao: Find Han Xue, but don’t act.]
[Tom: No action?]
[Tom: You have other allies?]
Tom was curious.
[Yes and no.] Fang Xiaocao smiled slyly.
[Tom: Come on, don’t keep me in suspense. I’m dying of curiosity!]
[All we need to do is make an anonymous call to the police.]
She smirked as she typed.
The police would do the rest.
(End of Chapter 161)
