allendalepharm Chapter 179 "Normal People" in the Asylum
Chapter 179 "Normal People" in the Asylum
The Wrangler's tires whipped up the remaining water on the road, like a raging black beast tearing through the air on the highway.
The hands on the dial have already pointed to 180.
The vehicle shook violently.
Ye Cunxin, however, showed no discomfort whatsoever.
Her long, straight legs were casually propped up on the dashboard in the passenger seat, her rounded toes wiggling gently to the heavy metal music playing in the car.
The oversized men's white shirt, though half-dry from the car's warm air, still clung firmly to her body.
The already thin fabric now had a semi-transparent texture, clinging tightly to her full, undulating curves, and the outline of the black tactical vest underneath was perfectly outlined.
With each vibration of the car body, the two amazing mounds of soft flesh on her chest, which were lifted high, would tremble slightly, rippling out waves that made one's mouth dry.
She was holding a gun cleaning cloth and slowly wiping the barrel of the HK416.
The movements were very light and gentle, like caressing a lover's skin.
"This Du Bozhong is a smart man."
Ye Cunxin blew on the muzzle of the gun and tilted her head to look at Qi Tongwei, who was focused on driving.
Her neckline was open, revealing a large expanse of alluring white skin. Beneath her delicate collarbone, a deep cleavage was faintly visible, exuding a fatal allure with each breath.
"How so?"
Qi Tongwei stared ahead, his hands firmly gripping the steering wheel, his resolute profile as if carved by a knife and axe.
"Think about it, it's only a matter of time before Zhao Lichun falls from power. That incompetent Zhao Ruilong definitely can't protect his subordinates."
Ye Cunxin shifted to a more comfortable position, her long legs crossed, the delicate, porcelain-like skin on the inside of her thighs gleaming in the dim light of the carriage.
"If they were to flee abroad, given the Zhao family's methods, they would be intercepted at customs, or it would be easier for them to be silenced once they arrived overseas."
"But it's different in a mental hospital."
A playful smile played on her lips, and a hint of cunning shone in her eyes.
"As long as he can get himself a certificate of severe schizophrenia, even if the police come knocking on his door, he will be considered an incapacitated person."
"Living in a fortress they built themselves, acting as a local tyrant, and incidentally helping the Zhao family launder money."
"This guy's plan is even more shrewd than Zhao Lichun's."
Qi Tongwei sneered and pressed the accelerator even harder.
The engine roared in pain, and the car's speed soared to two hundred.
"Too clever by half"
Qi Tongwei's voice was cold, like a stone pulled out of an ice cellar.
"Did he think he could escape the law by hiding in a mental hospital?"
"He forgot that sometimes a mental hospital is more deadly than a prison."
"Since Zhao Lichun has implicated him, it means that he is already considered a dead man in the eyes of the Zhao family."
"That 'cleaner' who went to silence them is probably on his way now."
Ye Cunxin raised an eyebrow, put down the gun in her hand, and gently ran her index finger across Qi Tongwei's thigh.
A slight coolness tingled through the fabric of his police trousers, sending a shiver down his spine.
"Then we'd better hurry."
"If we arrive late, our 'Dean Wang' might really go insane."
"Hold on tight."
Qi Tongwei let out a low roar and suddenly swerved the steering wheel to the left.
The Wrangler, like a slippery eel, darted through the extremely narrow gap between the two container trucks.
The rearview mirror almost grazed the truck's tires as it flew past.
"Sizzle—"
A piercing scraping sound.
Ye Cunxin whistled excitedly, her face showing no fear, but rather a bloodthirsty fervor.
"Not bad driving skills, Director Qi."
She stuck out her tongue and licked her red lips, her peach blossom eyes shimmering with tears. She leaned forward slightly, her two heavy, soft breasts almost pressing against the dashboard.
"It's not much worse than your skills in bed."
Qi Tongwei ignored her teasing and kept his eyes fixed on the road sign ahead.
Iwata City, 20 kilometers away.
System countdown: 1 hour and 5 minutes.
……
Located in the northern suburbs of Yantai City, at the foot of Qinglong Mountain.
This place was originally an abandoned quarry, which was later bought by the Zhao family at a low price and built into the so-called "Yantai City Third People's Hospital".
It is what the locals call a "madhouse".
The location is extremely remote.
Surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is connected to the outside world by only a winding cement road.
The area is surrounded by a three-meter-high electric fence, and the walls are covered with infrared cameras. There is a sentry post every fifty meters.
If you ignored the peeling hospital sign at the entrance, this place would look more like a heavily guarded private prison.
As dusk fell.
The dark clouds hung low, and the air was thick with the muggy heat of an impending downpour.
A black Jeep Wrangler, like a runaway bull, roared and charged onto the concrete road.
The hospital's large iron gate was tightly closed.
Inside the guard booth at the entrance, two burly men in security uniforms were sitting with their legs crossed, smoking and watching the monitor screen on the table.
"drop--!!!"
The horn blared shrilly.
One of the security guards, frowning, poked his head out, holding a rubber baton in his hand, his face full of menacing features.
"What are you doing! Are you blind?"
"This is a closed-off area. No visitors allowed! Get out now!"
He pointed at the front of the Wrangler and cursed.
The car didn't stop.
There wasn't even any intention to slow down.
The security guard's pupils contracted sharply, and he forgot to flick the cigarette butt off his crotch.
"Holy crap! Is this guy crazy?"
"Close the gate! Raise the barricades!"
Another security guard frantically tried to press the buttons on the control panel.
The heavy-duty bollard slowly rose.
But it was too late.
"boom--!!!"
A loud bang.
The Wrangler's front end, fitted with heavy racing bars, slammed into the iron gate like a heavy hammer.
Sparks flew everywhere.
The two seemingly indestructible iron doors, under the high-speed impact, were like two fragile sheets of tin foil, instantly twisted and deformed, and then collapsed with a crash.
The enormous impact caused the Wrangler's rear to swing violently, and the tires screeched against the concrete, sending up thick white smoke.
The car stopped.
It was less than half a meter away from the guard post.
The car door opened.
A long leg wearing a black tactical boot stepped down.
Qi Tongwei straightened his slightly crooked police cap. His eyes were devoid of any emotion, only a suffocating stillness.
He walked straight to the guard post.
Although the burly security guard was startled by the earlier collision, he regained his courage when he saw that there were only two people, a man and a woman.
Especially when you see Qi Tongwei wearing a police uniform.
In Yantai, the Zhao family is the law. The police? The police are nothing!
"Damn it! How dare they ram our door?"
The security guard rushed out carrying a baton, looking fierce.
"Do you even know whose territory this is? You're asking for trouble, aren't you?"
"Kneel down before me!"
As he spoke, he swung his baton and smashed it down on Qi Tongwei's head.
Qi Tongwei did not move.
He didn't even blink.
Just as the baton was about to fall, he suddenly made his move.
fast.
too fast.
The security guard felt a blur before his eyes, followed by a sharp, piercing pain in his wrist.
"Snap!"
The sound of bones breaking is crisp and pleasant.
"ah--!!!"
The security guard let out a pig-like scream, and the baton slipped from his hand.
Before he could react, Qi Tongwei's large hand had already gripped his neck.
As if lifting a chick, Qi Tongwei lifted the 200-pound strong man off the ground with one hand.
A feeling of suffocation instantly surged into my brain.
The security guard's face turned a deep purplish-red, his legs kicked helplessly in the air, and he desperately tried to pry Qi Tongwei's fingers apart, only to find that the hand was as if it were made of iron and wouldn't budge.
Where is Wang Wenge?
Qi Tongwei's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.
"Ahem...who are you...?"
The security guard rolled his eyes and managed to squeeze out a few words.
"I'm the one who will see you off in your final moments."
Qi Tongwei applied slight force to his wrist.
At this moment, another security guard rushed out with a stun gun. Seeing his companion being subdued, he shouted and was about to come up to help.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out.
A burst of blood erupted from the security guard's thigh, and he screamed as he collapsed to the ground, writhing and clutching his leg.
Qi Tongwei let go.
The security guard, who had been choked half to death, lay sprawled on the ground like a lump of mud, panting heavily.
He looked up in horror.
The woman who got out of the passenger seat was holding a dark rifle in one hand, with smoke rising from the muzzle.
Ye Cunxin walked barefoot on the ground covered with shards of glass.
The soaked white shirt clung to her body in the wind, outlining her devilish curves that could drive any man mad.
She tilted her head, a cruel smile playing on her lips.
"If you don't speak up, the next shot will be aimed at your middle leg."
The gun barrel moved down.
The crosshair was firmly locked onto the crotch of the security guard on the ground.
The security guard felt a heat in his crotch, followed by a strong smell of urine.
"I'll talk! I'll talk!"
"The dean...the dean is in that detached house on the back hill!"
"That's the VIP ward... people aren't usually allowed in there..."
"lead the way."
Qi Tongwei coldly uttered two words.
He turned and got back into the car.
Ye Cunxin poked the security guard's forehead with the barrel of her gun.
"Get in the car, and I'll give you directions."
"If you dare to try anything funny, I'll smash your head like a watermelon."
The security guard was so frightened that he scrambled into the back seat of the Wrangler.
……
The car was restarted.
We drove along the path covered with fallen leaves, heading deeper into the hospital.
This mental hospital is larger than it appears from the outside.
Rows of gray-white buildings stood in the shadows, their windows welded with thick iron bars.
Occasionally, a few eerie screams could be heard coming from inside the building; they were the roars of patients.
"This place has a lot of yin energy."
Ye Cunxin toyed with the gun in her hand, her eyes scanning her surroundings warily.
"How clean can the place chosen by the Zhao family be?"
Qi Tongwei gripped the steering wheel, his eyes blazing.
The system has given us forty minutes left.
"Just ahead... just turn left..."
The security guard in the back seat gave directions, his voice trembling.
Just as the car rounded a bend, the so-called "special care ward" came into view.
Qi Tongwei slammed on the brakes.
"squeak--"
The tires left two black marks on the ground.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Cunxin instantly went into battle mode, pointing her gun out the window.
Something's not right.
Qi Tongwei squinted at the small white building surrounded by high walls.
It's too quiet.
There wasn't even a guard standing at the entrance.
and……
A faint scent wafted through the air.
That's the smell of gunpowder.
"Someone beat me to it."
Qi Tongwei opened the car door and drew his sidearm from his waist.
"get off."
"Get ready to work."
Upon hearing this, the alluring look in Ye Cunxin's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling murderous aura.
She jumped off the car barefoot, her delicate feet making no sound as they touched the damp earth.
Her white shirt, soaked with sweat and rain, clung tightly to her powerfully muscular body.
She changed the magazine on the rifle and pulled the bolt.
"I love the feeling of snatching something away from you."
She licked her lips and followed behind Qi Tongwei like a mother leopard ready to hunt.
The door to the small white building was ajar.
On the steps by the entrance lay two corpses dressed in black suits.
One shot to the head.
The technique was clean and efficient.
"Professional."
Qi Tongwei crouched down and examined the bullet holes on the corpse.
"9mm pistol rounds, close-range shooting."
"The body is still warm; it hasn't been dead for long."
He stood up and looked at the half-open door, which was dark and gaping inside, like a giant maw ready to devour someone.
"It seems our opponent is also an expert."
Ye Cunxin walked to Qi Tongwei's side, her chest rising and falling, carrying a pleasant body fragrance.
"Scared?"
She gave Qi Tongwei a defiant look.
Qi Tongwei remained silent.
He simply gripped the gun tightly and strode into the darkness.
"Afraid?"
"This word doesn't exist in my dictionary, Qi Tongwei's dictionary."
"No matter who's inside."
"Today, we must save our lives."