05 Grand Encounter | The Best Hostage
Lin Weifeng's heart was beating like a drum. The moment she saw Jiang Yu, she calmed down her breathing a little.
Amidst the alternation of black and white, four people walked towards each other in the dim corridor, and every step was a life-or-death turning point.
"Breeze, have you learned what Dad taught you?"
"Yes, yes! Dad, I got it!"
"Even if you are accidentally hijacked by criminals, don't be afraid. You must continue to fight with courage and be flexible in your battle of wits."
"Dad, Breeze has a very smart little brain."
"We Breeze are certainly smart, but we must also remember to cooperate. We must know how to read the police's eyes and how to cooperate with the police who rescue us."
Unexpectedly, Lin Haidong's earnest teachings that he had insisted on for many years became a sedative for Lin Weifeng at this moment.
Somehow, a fire started burning in her heart.
If she wants to find a way to escape from the predicament, as Lin Haidong's daughter, she must be the best hostage.
The ten or so meters seemed like a long walk. Lin Weifeng didn't know how long it had been, nor how turbulent his heart was.
Her mind kept recalling the tricks Lin Haidong had taught her, trying to see which ones could be combined to save herself.
The moves flowed through her mind like water without a trace, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.
She didn't know why this tear appeared. Maybe it was the externalization of hidden fear, or maybe it was because she missed home a little.
Or maybe she knew that Officer Jiang, who was holding a gun on the other end, would definitely save her.
When the tears flowed down her nose and into her mouth, she looked into Jiang Yu's eyes.
Once again, once again in what might be the last moment of her life, she looked at him.
Life, like boiled water, has been boiling over the past few days.
When they were about five meters apart, the four of them stopped.
Jiang Yu raised his eyes and met hers briefly, staring at each other for a few seconds.
His face was calm and his eyes were as bright as torches.
In just a moment, he turned his gaze away, pretending not to know her, and looked at the person who held her hostage with a fierce look.
"Alma, put the gun down," Jiang Yu's English was low and cold. He began to deal with Alma, "Don't hurt innocent people."
Alma scoffed and pointed her gun closer. "I'm tired of hearing the police's nonsense."
"Let go," Jiang Yu's voice was steady, yet filled with irresistible weight, "We will keep your daughter safe."
Alma's face twisted instantly: "What did you do to her?"
"I said, let her go so we can keep your daughter safe."
Lin Weifeng felt the muzzle of the gun against his carotid artery loosen half an inch, only half an inch, and then suddenly increased its force, the metal teeth almost biting into his skin.
Alma laughed loudly. "I know you police officers have a lot of weird tricks. Listen, today, this woman must die."
Jiang Yu's eyes swept over her again.
From this glance, Lin Weifeng realized that he had something to say.
Immediately, he locked eyes with Alma again, his voice deeper: "Everyone present at Dot has been arrested. What do you think you can change? You'd better obey, otherwise your daughter..."
The echoes are still lingering.
Lin Weifeng didn't listen to the rest of the words.
All her attention was on Jiang Yu's hand that was not holding the gun.
This hand is making different gestures in the air.
If ordinary people saw this, they might think it was an externalization of his tone.
But Lin Weifeng knew that this was the sign language that Lao Lin created during teaching, and it was the way the police communicated with the hostages.
Jiang Yu's intention was to provoke Alma, and while she was retorting, he would suddenly fire a shot at the arm holding Lin Weifeng. Lin Weifeng would then have to squat with all his might, get out of the crook of his arm holding the gun, and while Alma was turning the pistol, he would cross his arms and bump Alma's wrist, knocking the pistol to the ground. He would then use a stun gun to prevent Alma from reaching for the gun, then kick it away and duck behind Alma in time. Jiang Yu would then fire a second shot, hitting Alma in the shoulder.
How could he know this?
Could it be that Lao Lin’s teaching experience is spread all over the world?
In any case, Lin Weifeng understood and she winked at Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu realized it, withdrew his hand, and continued to control his hostage.
Jiang Yu continued to provoke Alma: "Do you really not care about your daughter with leukemia? You are willing to be Dot's deadpool, but what about them? Have they ever cared about your daughter? Have they ever listened to your pleas? They are not even willing to give you the hospital resources. They just keep promising to give you money to help your daughter with her treatment because they know that with just empty promises, you will be willing to fight for it."
"Enough! My daughter..."
Jiang Yu and Lin Weifeng exchanged glances.
At this moment, the first gunshot rang out, and Jiang Yu hit Alma's forearm cleanly and neatly.
Lin Weifeng quickly got out of Alma's arms, knocked his pistol away, and controlled him with an electric baton.
With a quick turn, she hid behind Alma.
The second gunshot came as fast as lightning.
The police jumped out from the side and controlled Alma, and took away the Dot members controlled by Jiang Yu.
It's all over.
Fierce firefights, dim corridors, white dresses, and seamless coordination.
The central air conditioning circuit was interrupted and the air in the corridor suddenly heated up.
Lin Weifeng hunched his shoulders slightly, squatted down with his head in his hands, and his heart felt like it was about to explode out of his chest.
It was too fast, everything happened too fast.
Her brain hadn't even started to dictate the next move.
Bang—bang—bang—
He always says that he has seen the world, but now his heartbeat cannot be calmed down at all and his whole body is covered in cold sweat.
In a daze, she heard footsteps approaching. When she reacted, white trouser legs appeared under her eyes.
Even after a thrilling capture operation, his body remained clean.
She slowly relaxed, lowered her arms from her ears, and wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose and temples.
At this time, Jiang Yu put his coat on her back and stretched out a hand, placing it flat in front of her eyes.
"Are your legs weak?" he asked.
Lin Weifeng took a few deep breaths, and his racing heart finally calmed down a little.
"A little," she said.
Jiang Yu said, "Try to help me stand up."
Lin Weifeng stared at the hand in front of him, then looked at him along the trajectory of his extended arm.
His left hand, like Lao Lin's lost right hand, had calluses of various shapes on the base of the thumb, palm and knuckles. The backs of his middle and ring fingers were also covered with calluses from his right hand.
This is the path all sharpshooters come from.
"Are you... left-handed?" Lin Weifeng said weakly.
Hearing this, Jiang Yu smiled inexplicably, withdrew his hand, turned it over and took a look.
He said: "Sometimes the hostages are so smart that the police's help seems unnecessary, right?"
Although they had only met twice, Lin Weifeng was already accustomed to the snarky tone. She wasn't joking and praised him sincerely, "Officer Jiang is indeed a sharpshooter. He turned, drew his gun, loaded the chamber, and fired, all in one smooth and effortless motion."
Jiang Yu listened quietly and said, "Ms. Lin, you are indeed the best hostage. You understand my gestures, are not afraid that I will accidentally shoot, and can even give a professional evaluation afterwards."
“…”
But he is right.
She suddenly realized that she had believed him without hesitation and was not worried at all about losing her life accidentally at his gun.
This trust arises in an instant and is hard to explain.
"Put your hands back, I need to get up," she said.
Jiang Yu said: "I thought that the hostages would not want to help because their hands were not as handsome as their faces."
Lin Weifeng: “…”
Jiang Yu put his hand back in front of her, and she used the force to stand up, but...
Because when she squatted down, her feet stepped on the inside of the hem of her dress, and when she stood up, she lost her balance and fell sideways, hitting his chest, and her whole body hung on his arm.
Half of the coat he had just put on fell off, revealing one shoulder.
Shameful.
The two were silent for a while.
Jiang Yu coughed dryly, then said, "There are indeed many stories of hostages falling in love with police officers. I never thought that even the best hostages could not escape this fate."
Lin Weifeng stared at the air, half-closed his eyes, speechless...
Lin Weifeng straightened his coat, stood still and looked at him.
His expression at this moment was surprisingly gentle, and the cruel look just now was completely gone.
"I'm sorry to trouble Officer Jiang," she said politely.
Jiang Yu didn't say anything. He reached out and smoothed the messy curly hair on both sides of her head, put it behind her head, and clearly saw the plaster on her neck.
"Is your neck... feeling better?" His voice was gentle and his tone was not so annoying anymore.
"Much better."
At this time, Jiang Yu replied to her previous words: "It's not causing trouble, it's helping me and our entire line."
"Yeah."
"Well, in all my years in this industry, this is the first time I've encountered such a good hostage."
"That's not a very flattering compliment."
Jiang Yu smiled brightly.
At this moment, his brooch rang with an electric sound again: "Bully, retreat, the inspector general has arrived."
Jiang Yu: "Bully got it."
Lin Weifeng knew that he was going to work, and suddenly, she found that she had a lot of questions to ask him.
About Lao Lin, his occupation, and his contact information.
The words were very confusing when they came to my lips.
"Why are you calling me a bully?" She hurriedly asked a question.
Jiang Yu asked back: "What about you?"
"Cockroach Bully is my second WeChat account. I use it specifically to reject boys with bad intentions. I've been using it since college..." Lin Weifeng paused, "How do you know about me...?"
Jiang Yu lowered his head and smiled: "I heard it."
Lin Weifeng thought about it in disbelief and said, "It was you just now, wasn't it? When I was being approached on the tenth floor, you were the one laughing!"
Jiang Yu: "Is there any evidence?"
“…”
Jiang Yu stopped teasing her and began to answer her question: "When I was in college, my family was not well off, so I bought a random T-shirt with an animated character printed on it. However, I didn't recognize it. Then one day, a passerby yelled "Cockroach Bully" at me, and I remembered the name and took Bully as my code name."
Lin Weifeng's nervousness dissipated, and his speech system became very active. He said, "I know. I often watched this cartoon when I was a child. The cockroach bully was the villain at the beginning, wanting to rule over mankind. Later, he turned over a new leaf and helped the protagonist defeat the Guardian of Peace Star and save the world."
"Hmm," Jiang Yu tilted his head, "That passerby said the same thing."
Lin Weifeng puffed out his lips and didn't say anything else.
A passerby, could it be the one you love? Not calling her wife, not calling her girlfriend, but a passerby, huh, a man's trick.
The two stood there looking at each other. Lin Weifeng was weighing all sorts of things in his mind, while Jiang Yu's eyes flashed with tenderness.
She said, "Go to work."
"I'll take you to the tenth floor. Let's go."
After saying that, Jiang Yu took the lead and walked towards the elevator, and Lin Weifeng followed in small steps.
Pressing the elevator button, Jiang Yu turned around and asked, "Lin Weifeng, where do you live?"
Lin Weifeng paused, a little surprised, but immediately replied: "New World Hotel."
Jiang Yu nodded and said nothing more.
Lin Weifeng didn't ask any further questions.
New World Hotel.
She asked and answered, but Lin Weifeng didn't receive any message from Jiang Yu looking for her the whole night.
Why does he always appear and disappear without a trace? He is not active in flirting with girls, and he doesn't respond even when I give him positive feedback.
but……
With a job like his, it's true that he can't pick up girls on a regular basis.
Moonlight streamed into the room through the tall French windows. Sitting in front of the large desk, she sighed and began to look through new documents regarding tomorrow's auction.
As my fingertips gently slide across the photos on the document, my heart inevitably surges with emotion.
The legendary cultural relic "Wenyuan Encyclopedia" is going to be auctioned.
Sheng Xin organized an emergency online meeting and Lin Weifeng entered on time.
Secretary Li said, "Lawyer Sheng, Lawyer Lin, we haven't seen any news here yet, but our informant said that the Wenyuan Encyclopedia will be the finale of tomorrow's auction, right?"
Lin Weifeng: "Yes, the new items for auction are two copies of the Wenyuan Encyclopedia."
"Great! Mr. Li has been waiting for this day. However, will the copy affect the value?"
Lin Weifeng explained scientifically, "The copies were made by the emperor of a later dynasty with the combined efforts of the nation. They are priceless treasures in themselves. Only about 800 copies exist. The rest were lost during the war, some destroyed, and others lost overseas. If we can capture two copies tomorrow, it will cause a sensation. As for the original... it has long been lost. If it were to be found, it might open up a new world for archaeology."
She remembered that when she was negotiating with Alma, she also used the superficial meaning of Chinese to confuse people.
Secretary Li: "Lawyer Lin, Mr. Li said that as long as we can take the photo, you can quote any price tomorrow."
Lin Weifeng: "Okay, I estimate that Mr. Li may need to prepare tens of millions of euros."
"It's okay, Lawyer Lin. Mr. Li thinks it's worth it."
"clear."
After the meeting, Lin Weifeng gave Jiang Yu's coat a simple wash.
Under the dim light of the bathroom, rotating patterns flashed in the crystal buttons. She picked it up and looked at it carefully. It was a curve of flowers.
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