Divine Doctor from the Start of the Eye Mutation

Chapter 1720 1720: Deadlock

In fact, if this situation really occurred, these police officers definitely wouldn't dare to be so tough. It was mainly because Han Lian gave the orders, and they knew those bombs had already been defused, so they dared to speak this way.

At this moment, a stalemate formed between the two sides, both were quite persistent.

At this time, one of the police officer's walkie-talkies rang.

"Unit 001, do you copy?" The voice was a woman's.

"Copy, go ahead." The police officer naturally knew it was Han Lian speaking.

Han Lian said, "Give the suspects ten more seconds to consider. If they don't put down the bomb, then shoot them dead immediately."

The sound from the walkie-talkie wasn't heard by everyone, but the Guimou Sect members obviously could hear it.

The most pitiful was that kid without any spiritual energy, who didn't even dare to move a step.

Those two people had bombs in their hands and reached the Zhiyi Boundary; if the police opened fire, they might still have a chance to survive.

But not him. He had nothing in his hands, nor did he have any spiritual energy. If the police fired, he'd be dead for sure.

The police officer said to the Guimou Sect members, "You have ten seconds. If you don't surrender, you'll be shot."

The two Guimou Sect members exchanged a glance, and one of them said, "Then let's see, once we pull the ring on this bomb, it'll explode. I guarantee none of you will survive."

The police had never encountered such defiant criminals before. In this situation, they were still so defiant; it was quite unexpected.

One of the police officers started counting.

"Five!"

"Six!"

The officer counted very slowly, and the area was silent, with security trying to evacuate the bystanders.

"Eight!"

"Nine!"

"Ten!"

As the officer counted to ten, the two Guimou members attempted to pull the bomb. But at that moment, they suddenly felt their minds go blank.

Both felt a blankness in their heads, unable to understand what was happening, nor could they carry out their intended actions. Then the sound of gunfire rang out.

Bam! Bam! Two sharp gunshots sounded.

Several successive shots hit the two Guimou Sect members, and despite their Zhiyi Boundary status, they couldn't withstand such close-range shooting.

They immediately fell to the ground, and the police surged forward, some removing the bombs while others apprehended the individuals. Others lifted the two fallen men onto a vehicle.

All of this was prearranged by Han Lian to minimize the impact on Xishan Manor.

Finally, the police directly apprehended the remaining Guimou person.

"You were trying to make a deal just now, right?"

The police asked Ling Zhenfei and that person.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Yes, they took the bomb away and asked me to give them the painting. If I refused, they'd detonate the bomb."

The officer said, "This painting must be very important. For now, both this person and the painting need to come with us to the South City precinct for investigation."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Alright, just take them. But after the investigation, please make sure to return the painting to me."

The officer replied, "Of course, and please keep your phone available. I'll call you if there are any problems."

Ling Zhenfei knew that the Guimou person must have equipment on them for remotely transmitting information, and Huang Jian on the other end could hear everything clearly.

Ling Zhenfei's intention was to let Huang Jian hear what he was saying.

The strategy had two purposes: first, to lure Huang Jian into stealing the painting from the police station.

Second, if Huang Jian dared to attempt the theft, capturing him thereafter would ensure he couldn't escape.

Huang Jian, being a cultivator in the Zhiyi Boundary, wouldn't be easily captured by the police, but if they set a trap at the station, they could apprehend him.

If Huang Jian didn't dare to go to the station, then everyone would know the painting was with the police and not with Ling Zhenfei, which would stop further trouble for him.

Ling Zhenfei's thinking was very thorough, having considered everything he could in a short time.

All Guimou Sect members were taken away, with police cars roaring, leaving only stunned onlookers behind.

The Xi Shan Group responded quickly, announcing it was just an exercise that had concluded.

Luckily, everything was handled very swiftly, so not many people were aware of the incident.

After wrapping everything up, Ling Zhenfei immediately called Huang Jian.

Huang Jian quickly answered, speaking with evident anger.

"Ling Zhenfei, how dare you call me."

Ling Zhenfei replied, "Why wouldn't I call you? Your people screwed up, did you know? Now the police have taken my painting."

Huang Jian retorted angrily, "Ling Zhenfei, you despicable man, this incident happened on your turf, yet you're blaming my people?"

Ling Zhenfei boldly countered, "Huang Jian, I think everyone in Guimou is a fool except you. You knew our fan festival would have lots of police, yet your people flaunted bombs.

Isn't that stupid? You think the police came to our fan festival to eat? Seeing bombs made everyone panic, so now what? Return my painting."

Huang Jian fumed, "Ling Zhenfei, did you plan this? Otherwise, how could the police arrive so quickly?"

Ling Zhenfei shot back angrily, "Huang Jian, not everyone is scheming like you. If you'd shown up yourself, perhaps this wouldn't have happened. But you were too cowardly, and your own people botched it up."

Huang Jian raged, "Ling Zhenfei, don't try that on me. This isn't over between us."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Huang Jian, my painting was taken as evidence. If I don't get it back, know that I won't let this go."

The call ended on a sour note, but after hanging up, Ling Zhenfei actually smiled.

Han Lian appeared next to Ling Zhenfei.

"So, how did my people perform in the role?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "They did well, but there's one big issue: Huang Jian might try to steal it, and you know what to do then."

Han Lian thought for a second before asking, "But it's the police station; what if Huang Jian doesn't dare to steal?"

Ling Zhenfei replied, "You don't know what that item means to Huang Jian. I think he will take the risk. If he's too scared, we can't let him go either. You know how dangerous he is."

For the first time, Han Lian sensed a chill from Ling Zhenfei's gaze, realizing how unpleasant it would be to offend him.

"Don't worry, I'll handle it. As long as Huang Jian is still in Binyang, he won't get away."

Ling Zhenfei was confident in Han Lian because of who she was.