He ignored the corpses lying in the cave, the collapsed prisoners, and the conspicuous refrigerator, and only had eyes for the staggering figure.
He rushed in front of Ning Xiwan, his movements so fast that they brought up a gust of wind.
Without any hesitation, he suddenly opened his arms and hugged Ning Xiwan, who was cold and covered in blood, tightly.
The warm body temperature with his unique cool breath instantly enveloped Ning Xiwan's cold body.
The violent heartbeat from that solid and broad chest struck her eardrums like a drum, rapid, powerful, and filled with the frenzy and fear of having lost and regained something.
"Shu Ce..." Ning Xiwan's nerves, which had been stretched to the limit, finally relaxed completely. All her strength, cruelty, and murderous intent melted away in the familiar embrace.
She rested her forehead against his violently heaving chest, her voice carrying a hint of weakness and dependence that she herself hadn't even noticed, and her body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
It was not fear, but an instinctive reaction after surviving a disaster and the tense nerves suddenly relaxed.
"I'm here! I'm here! It's okay! It's okay..."
Duan Shuce rested his chin tightly against the top of her head, repeating it over and over again. His voice was low and hoarse, with a soothing magic, but his arms tightened even more.
He felt the person in his arms tremble slightly, and his heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, the pain was so severe that he almost suffocated!
He couldn't imagine what would happen if he was a step later...
"Advisor!" A special forces member stepped forward, his voice hesitant and warning, "The scene needs to be cleaned up. Suspects and evidence..."
Duan Shuce suddenly raised his head, and the heartache and vulnerability that was about to overflow when facing Ning Wanwan just now disappeared in an instant.
His gaze swept across the scene, across the eye-catching tactical pen on Scar Brother's throat, across the limp military advisor on the ground, and finally landed on the skinny monkey who was shaking in the corner, holding his head.
"Control all suspects! Now!" His voice returned to its usual calmness, but it was colder than ten thousand years of ice, and carried unquestionable authority.
"Prioritize the prisoners! Call for medical assistance! Seal off the scene! That cooler."
His eyes fell on the silver-white box at Ning Xiwan's feet, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
"List this as top priority evidence! No one is allowed to touch it without my permission! Conduct on-site biological sampling and trace collection immediately!"
"Yes! Advisor!" The special forces member was startled by that look, and immediately accepted the order solemnly and took quick action.
After Duan Shuce gave the order, he looked down at Ning Xiwan in his arms again. His cold eyes melted instantly, leaving only the unmelted heartache and worry.
He carefully avoided the wound on the side of her neck and wiped the blood off her face with his fingertips very gently, his movements as gentle as if he were treating fragile porcelain.
"Are you hurt? Is there any other place that hurts?" His voice was very low, with a barely perceptible tremor.
Ning Xiwan shook her head gently in his arms and closed her eyes tiredly: "Just superficial injuries, exhausted... That crossbowman... fell into the water... And, in the box..."
Her voice became lower and lower. The long fight and the huge exhaustion brought by the high mental tension finally made her unable to hold on, and her consciousness began to blur.
"Don't talk, save your energy." Duan Shuce interrupted her immediately and picked her up sideways, his movements gentle but firm.
"The medical team will be here soon! Leave the rest to me." His eyes swept across the cold silver-white box, and deep in his eyes, a cold light surged that was deeper and more dangerous than this cave.
At this moment, the military advisor, who was roughly dragged up from the ground and about to be handcuffed by two special forces soldiers, woke up at some point.
His face was covered in blood and his eyes were unfocused, but when his gaze swept over Ning Xiwan who was held in Duan Shuce's arms.
When he glanced at the refrigerator that was carefully lifted by the special forces team member, an extremely strange smile with madness and mockery suddenly flashed across the depths of his dilated pupils.
He opened his bloodstained mouth, and with the last bit of his strength, he uttered a hoarse, unpleasant, and intermittent sound like a night owl:
"Hey... hey hey... the box... is... very good... you... think... you won?... The 'goods'... aren't... prepared... for those... rich old guys... waiting for kidney and liver transplants... hey hey... what's inside... is..."
He didn't finish his words.
A special forces soldier hit him hard on the back of the neck with the butt of his rifle without hesitation.
"Ugh!" The military advisor's eyes rolled back and he fainted again. The strange smile on his face also froze.
Duan Shuce, who was holding Ning Xiwan, suddenly stopped in his tracks, and his pupils behind his gold-rimmed glasses suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.
The military advisor's words, which came to an abrupt halt and were filled with crazy innuendos, pierced his eardrums like the hissing of a poisonous snake.
'Goods'... aren't they prepared for the rich people who are waiting for organ transplants?
What is that?!
An extremely ominous premonition, like cold venom, instantly ran up Duan Shuce's spine to his brain.
He suddenly lowered his head and looked at Ning Xiwan, who was in a semi-conscious state due to exhaustion in his arms. Then he suddenly raised his head and stared at the silver-white refrigerator box that was holding in the hands of the special forces soldier and exuding a cold chill!
What is in there...?!
Outside the cave, the huge rotors of the helicopter stirred the cold air, and the beam of light from the searchlight pierced the darkness like the eye of judgment.
The shrill sound of sirens came from far away, and more vehicles were surrounding this valley that had swallowed up too much sin.
Duan Shuce held Ning Xiwan in his arms, standing at the junction of the bright light at the cave entrance and the swaying darkness inside the cave. His face flickered in the light and shadow, like the dead silent sea before a storm.
The military advisor's last unfinished crazy whisper, like an ominous curse, exploded in his heart, leaving a huge and cold question mark.
A bigger shadow seems to have just begun to loom.
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