69novels Chapter 946 Death from Poison
Chapter 946 Death from Poison
Zhang Du's body collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut. Gu Nan quickly retracted his dagger, and the blood from the blade dripped down the edge, spreading a small dark red on the ground. He glanced down at the body on the ground, which was gradually losing its temperature, and then looked up at the police lights outside the window, which were getting closer and closer. The alternating red and blue lights swayed on the dusty factory walls, making his eyes complicated. There was no time to hesitate. He turned and stumbled towards the back door deep inside the factory. Every step involved the wound on his body, and the pain made him clench his teeth. He had to leave here before the police surrounded him. He must not be trapped inside.
The sirens behind him grew closer, their sharp blasts piercing the factory's dead silence and seemingly piercing the last shred of hesitation in Gu Nan's heart. He knew that from the moment the blade sliced through Zhang Du's throat, there was no escape route between him and those people. Either he could escape completely or be drawn deeper into the vortex.
On the other side, Zhang Du looked at the figure of Jiaotu lying on the ground. The once invincible body was now only twitching. She slowly turned her head and looked at the black muzzle of the gun in Gu Nan's hand, with wisps of gunpowder still emitting from the muzzle. The madness in his eyes gradually faded like the tide, leaving only a dead silence like stagnant water. She knew the rules of these people too well. At this point, it was useless to say anything. Resistance meant death, and surrender was also death. It was just a matter of a moment earlier or later. The tense body slowly relaxed, the light in the eyes gradually extinguished, and finally fell straight back, no longer breathing, completely without the breath of life.
Gu Nan leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, looking at the mess on the ground - corpses scattered all over the place, scattered weapons, and congealed blood. The air was filled with the strong smell of blood and gun smoke. The sound of sirens was faintly heard in his ears, getting closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer - Uncle Tong Ren brought people here. His heart suddenly tightened. He must not meet them now. He had killed these people himself. Although there were reasons, if he was really questioned, it would involve the matter of Ran Qiuye and the child. Who knows how much more waves it would stir up. Those eyes hidden in the dark might be waiting to catch him. If he implicated innocent people, everything would be in vain.
He glanced around, knowing full well he couldn't escape now. The gunfire had already alerted the surroundings; a tight net must have been set up outside. Rushing out would only lead to a trap. Gu Nan gritted his teeth, dragging his wounded body into a nearby warehouse piled high with discarded parts and tattered canvas. He locked the door behind him, found a thick hemp rope in the corner, and painstakingly tied his hands and feet securely to the rusted iron frame, deliberately rubbing them against the ground to create the messy traces of a struggle. After all, he leaned against the cold iron wall, letting the pain from his wounds surge through him like a tide. He closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. After all, the fierce battle had drained most of his strength. His body was covered in knife and gunshot wounds, so dense that the bones were visible in the deepest places. Every movement felt like it was about to fall apart. He needed to quickly regain some strength to face the next interrogation.
When Tong Ren and his team rushed into the factory, they gasped in shock at the sight before them—corpses littered the ground, blood flowing like a river, and not a single survivor. The air was thick with the stench of blood, clearly evidence of a brutal battle. He frowned and waved his hand, "Search thoroughly! Don't miss any clues!"
The team members quickly dispersed and methodically surveyed the scene. Not long after, a young police officer came running over and whispered, "Team Tong, we've found Gu Nan. He's in the small warehouse inside."
Tong Ren's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously thought that these lives on the ground might be related to Gu Nan. After all, with his skills, he had such ability. But when he followed the police into the small warehouse and saw Gu Nan tied to the iron frame, he was stunned - Gu Nan was covered in wounds, his clothes were soaked in blood, and his face and arms were full of wounds of varying depths, some of which were still bleeding. The hemp rope that tied him was deeply cut into his flesh, and he looked like he had experienced cruel torture. He didn't look like a perpetrator, but rather a victim. Tong Ren frowned even more tightly, and things seemed to be more complicated than he imagined.
Tong Ren frowned, his eyes sweeping across the corpses scattered across the yard, then back to Gu Nan, his tone filled with anxiety: "Gu Nan, what the hell is going on? These people outside...why are they all dead? Do you know who did this?"
Gu Nan shook his head, his face still pale, his voice a little weak: "Uncle Tong, after they tied me up here, I was locked in the house, and they beat me a lot... Then I heard a commotion outside, as if someone was fighting, and I vaguely heard people shouting "mercenaries" and "revenge", etc., but I really don't know what happened exactly." He deliberately coughed twice, and his brows were furrowed even tighter because of the "pain".
After listening to this, Tong Ren shook his head thoughtfully and whispered, "It's just as I guessed. These people are really mercenaries... I just didn't expect that they all died here." He turned to look at the police officers beside him, signaling them to carefully investigate the scene, while he continued to stare at Gu Nan with scrutiny in his eyes.
Gu Nan kept his head down, looking terrified, and feigned complete ignorance. Tong Ren quickly called in the medical examiner who was accompanying the team and asked them to examine Gu Nan's injuries.
Gu Nan's injuries were indeed numerous—a few bruises on his arms, a slap mark on his cheek, and dried blood at the corner of his mouth, making him look even more miserable. While his system-modified body possessed astonishing resilience, these injuries hadn't healed in such a short time, providing the most tangible evidence.
After the forensic doctor finished the examination, he nodded silently at Tong Ren, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear: the injury was real, and the injury was not light.
Tong Ren finally breathed a sigh of relief, his tone softening a bit: "Alas, you're lucky this time. Okay, I'll have someone take you to the hospital right away so you can recover. When you wake up, I have something to ask you."
Gu Nan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but his eyelids suddenly drooped, his body swayed, and he actually passed out - the tension of the past few days and the fatigue he had deliberately suppressed, he really couldn't hold on any longer when he let down his guard.
"Quick! Send him to the hospital!" Tong Ren hurriedly ordered. The officers carefully lifted Gu Nan onto the stretcher and quickly walked towards the ambulance outside.
Tong Ren stood there, looking in the direction Gu Nan had been sent, thinking to himself: I had wanted to tell Gu Nan that Ran Qiuye and the child were fine, that they were staying in another safe house; also, this operation had captured the leader called "Monkey", and a guy nicknamed "Pockmarked" had died in the chaos. What a pity...