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"Chen Yu."
"One month after another."
"One week after another."
"Isnât it over yet?"
"Do you know itâs almost New Year?"
"Youâre fucking going too far!"
After glaring hatefully at the chief, the bald man seized Chen Yuâs collar and pressed the gun barrel against Chen Yuâs temple, his emotions running wild, "Youâve always been playing with me! And youâve never stopped!"
"You really think I wouldnât dare to kill you?"
"I know you would dare," Chen Yu said, his face deathly pale but trying to keep his voice steady, despite the title of "top scholar" on his shoulders, "but I know more... that without highly educated people like us, we canât grow."
"Are you treating me like a fool? You think youâre fooling a ghost?" With a strong push, the bald man shoved Chen Yu backward, his eyes brimming with murderous intent, as he stepped out of the warehouse.
Before closing the door, he tossed the handgun to Chen Yu.
"Bang!"
The iron door shut.
"Clack."
The handgun also fell into Chen Yuâs arms.
Chen Yu: "?"
Chen Yu was stunned.
Was this to let him "go with dignity"?
"Youâve played me time and time again, and now I donât have an ounce of trust left in you." The bald man, standing outside the door, coldly said through the iron bars to Chen Yu, "Since you said your college entrance exam was for better management, then prove your resolve now."
"What do you mean?" Holding the gun, Chen Yu got up with the help of a wall, completely confused.
"Kill him." The bald man pointed to the watchman who had been enjoying the show, "Or, you die."
Upon hearing this, the watchman inside was taken aback, but soon realized what was happening and couldnât help but laugh, "Youâre putting him through this test; isnât that a bit too much? True, great achievers do need to be ruthless, but Iâm my bossâs confidant and loyal through and through! And our feelings and relationship are not..."
"Bang!"
The gunshot interrupted him before he could finish.
The watchman shook violently, a look of confusion on his face.
He first turned his head to look at Chen Yu, who had the gun raised, then he looked down at the bloodstain on his chest. Then he turned back to Chen Yu, even more confused...
"Brother." Chen Yuâs face was etched with grief, "may your journey be smooth."
As he slowly covered the wound, the watchman staggered backward, disbelieving, "You... youâre in such a... hurry?"
Chen Yu, without a flicker of emotion, ejected the magazine and started checking the handgun, not responding.
How fresh.
If he hesitated for even a half-second, it would have been a betrayal of his parentsâ nurturing.
If it werenât for this man, would he have been caught and suffered in this place?
And with the other party dead, there was no need to repay that one million yuan.
Was there anything more perfect than killing three birds with one stone?
He was practically an angel...
"Thump!"
With his face and mind full of disbelief, the watchman collapsed to the ground, convulsing a few times before leaving us forever.
Outside, the bald man, who had witnessed it all, couldnât help but click his tongue.
So many years.
He had seen all sorts of "heroes", but there were few who, like Chen Yu, could kill his "only trusted aide" without hesitation.
Too decisive...
"..."
"Applauseââ"
"Good."
The bald man clapped fiercely, finally showing a trace of a smile on his somber face, "It seems, Iâve really misunderstood you. A valedictorian, a bookworm, couldnât possibly be this blood-thirsty. You really are good material."
"Does this mean Iâm clear now?" Chen Yu relaxed, casually tossing the handgun aside.
There was just one bullet in the magazine.
Now itâs empty.
"Youâre clear," the bald man nodded, "Prepare well for your college entrance exam. Then, when your title changes back..."
"No problem!" Chen Yu was ecstatic inside, keeping a straight face on the outside, "You can always trust me, Chen Yu."
"As long as youâre truly with me, I donât mind waiting for you for a while," the bald man said and then turned to leave, "Take a break, Iâll go rearrange the inauguration ceremony. Someone will clean up the body."
Chen Yu watched him disappear before he couldnât hold back his excitement, jumping up and throwing a fierce punch, then hurriedly ran to the watchmanâs side, squatting down to check on him.
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"Brother, are you still okay?"
A touch to the carotid artery in the neck.
The skinâs already cold...
"You said within seven steps, yet how could the gunshot be so accurate," Chen Yu painfully managed a smile.
"Sigh, brother. Safe travels."
"Youâll live forever in my heart."
Praying, Chen Yu frantically searched and pulled out three hundred yuan from the corpseâs trouser pocket, tucking it into his own.
Then, from the upper garment pocket, he found a bank card.
"Brother, whatâs the password?" asked Chen Yu.
Corpse: "..."
"Bang!"
"Bang bang bang bangââ"
Outside the warehouse, fireworks suddenly began.
Clearly, the bald man was engaged in some kind of celebration.
Chen Yu, irritated by the noise, discarded the bank card, covered his ears, sat next to the headmanâs corpse, and planned his next move.
Listening to the bald manâs intentions, it seemed he was permitted to take the college entrance exam.
Wasnât this the perfect opportunity to escape?
"The police are too incompetent."
"Qingchengâs police are also too incompetent."
"In the end, do I have to rely on myself?"
With a sigh, Chen Yuâs mood became more joyous, and he lay directly on the corpse, humming a song contentedly.
"I thought I would cryâª~But I didnâtâ©~"
"I just stare blankly at your remainsâ«~"
"Giving you my final blessingâª~"
"Isnât this a kind of enlightenmentâ«~"
"Let me see myself clearlyâ¬..."
The long-held fear and oppression were finally released at this moment.
Surrounded by a full sense of "security," Chen Yu felt so good he was nearly smoking.
He sang more and more happily, thoroughly enjoying himself.
"Creakââ"
But after a while, the warehouse door opened.
The deputy chief of Hongtukeng Police Station, dressed in a police uniform and accompanied by four officers, burst through the door.
"Ah~Such painful enlightenmentâª~You once..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
Chen Yu: "..."
The officers: "..."
Five policemen, one civilian.
Six people facing each other, all silent.
Their brains were all muddled.
"...Why are you guys here?" It was only after half a minute that Chen Yu broke the silence.
"...We came to rescue you."
"...Isnât this a bit sudden?"
"We think so too."
"Ah!!" Chen Yu had a sudden realization, sitting up abruptly: "So the noise just now outside was gunshots! Not fireworks!"
"Hold on, more than that, what Iâm more concerned about is..." The deputy chief stared blankly at the [Top Scholar of the College Entrance Exam] title above Chen Yuâs head, asking his colleague, "Youâre sure this isnât some kind of cram school, right? We didnât kill the wrong person?"
"Should...should be right." Seeing Chen Yuâs title, the colleague also hesitated.
"So they kidnapped you to send you to university?" The deputy chief squished his features together, resembling an old man made of iron.
Chen Yu: "..."
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