Chapter 97 The bad guy dies because he talks too much
But things have come to this, they have to find a way to rescue them. Moreover, there are tourists on the spacecraft. If all the people on the spacecraft were killed, the consequences would be disastrous if the news was exposed.
There are no secrets in the interstellar age; it's just a matter of how long they can be hidden. Furthermore, the interstellar network is run by the mastermind, so messages can't be deleted at will.
Wen Leke was unaware of the impact of their disappearance on several powers outside of the country, and the fact that the relevant officials were extremely anxious. He was now completely focused on saving people, and fortunately, the most seriously injured flight attendant was treated in time and finally out of danger.
Because he had to play the role of a first-class healer, Wen Le didn't dare to heal the man's wound immediately for fear of being exposed. He could only help stop the bleeding. The internal wound was healed, but the superficial wound remained. Although it looked ferocious, it was actually not serious. This was also to prevent the robbers from having a backup plan and causing secondary injuries to the injured person.
After curing the injury, Wen Le pretended to take out a bottle of blood-tonifying potion from his pocket and fed it to the patient. After a while, the patient's face, which had been pale due to excessive blood loss, gradually regained a trace of blood color. The whole person looked much better.
Wen Le breathed a sigh of relief and then turned his attention to the other injured flight attendants. Their injuries were much lighter in comparison. Wen Le healed their wounds and fed them a bottle of blood-replenishing potion, and they were basically fine.
After curing the man, Wen Le put his hands on his head and moved back to his original squatting position. The robbers were very satisfied with Wen Le's cooperation. As long as this kid didn't cause trouble, they would let him suffer less. Otherwise, it would be the same if he was crippled and thrown out.
"Huh!" The system, which had been silent for a long time, finally started to move. "I'm dying of suffocation!"
Wen Le's eyes lit up when he heard the system's voice. He had been calling the system, but it hadn't responded. He was a little worried that something had gone wrong. Now that the system finally responded, his worries finally settled down. He quickly asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
In this situation, the system can be said to be his greatest reliance, and it may be able to help him a lot.
Wen Le was no fool. These people had the audacity to come and hijack the spaceship so brazenly, right under everyone's noses. They must have already planned a way out. Given their brazen behavior, it was unclear whether they could survive. Wen Le wanted to do something, but the group was extremely vigilant. While they were joking and chatting on the surface, seemingly taking them for granted, their eyes were fixed on the passengers. It looked like any movement would result in a headshot.
Even if Wen Le wanted to, he wouldn't dare act rashly. He wasn't Nezha, who could turn into a superhuman being and confront these robbers head-on. Without absolute certainty, he could only lie low like this. After all, this was a matter of life and death for everyone on board, and he couldn't let his reckless actions endanger others.
"Wow..." The system started crying when Wen Le asked it this question. "Oh my god, I was so scared just now. I thought I was going to die. These people are such bastards. They actually used that instrument designed to destroy intelligent systems. I had a hard time killing the virus that got into the kernel."
At this point, the system wanted to spit in the man's face. He'd lied and claimed he'd only blocked the signal, when he'd clearly used a device specifically designed to destroy intelligent systems to "kill" the one controlling the spacecraft. Even he had been implicated and nearly died, having just experienced a life-or-death situation. If the system were human, it would probably have had a heart attack.
Wen Le frowned, "You're implicated too?" What kind of device is this so powerful? His heart sank to the bottom. He was afraid that escaping this time would be difficult. Hadn't he seen such a heaven-defying existence as the system be affected?
The system caught on to Wen Le's reaction and felt aggrieved. "Actually, my seniors are all very capable. They wouldn't even take such low-level tactics seriously. I was affected because I'm just a trainee system... woo woo..." The more it spoke, the more aggrieved it became, and finally the system began to howl again. It couldn't bring itself to say the rest. What could be more devastating than admitting to being useless?
Although the system did not say the rest of the words, Wen Le could guess what it was going to say. It was simply that this system had the lowest intelligence among all the systems made by the Winged Tiger Clan, so it was affected this time.
Wen Le couldn't do anything about this. Even if he wanted to help the system, he didn't have the ability. He could only reassure it that things would get better. However, this reassurance came out dry, and in the end, Wen Le simply shut up. Any further words would only upset the system further.
Fortunately, the system only cried a few times to vent its grievances. After all, it had just nearly "died" and it was normal to be afraid of being wronged. Then the system said smugly: "Hehehe, do they think this can defeat me? I have already contacted the outside world. These bad guys can just wait to be caught!"
Let them know that the system is not easy to bully!
Wen Le's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly asked the system: "Can I send a communication?"
"Yes!" The system answered unusually loudly.
Wen Le quickly connected the system to the Star Network and asked his friends for help: "SOS! My buddy has been hijacked, help! QAQ!!!"
If possible, Wen Le would have wanted to kneel down and beg his friends to come out and give him some advice. This was the first time in his life that he had encountered such a scary thing. It would be a lie if he said he wasn't scared.
At first, Lily and the others thought he was joking. After all, ship hijackings are a once-in-a-century occurrence. They only see them on the news, but they've never seen them happen to anyone. They've always thought it was far away, impossible to happen. Wen Le used to think so too, but now that he's experienced it firsthand, he knows that when bad luck strikes, even drinking cold water can make your teeth ache. Anything can happen.
Soon, the friends realized that this was not a joke, but a real thing. Their chat group immediately exploded. Xu Dongdong said directly: "Fuck, what did you do to make your face so dark?!" His tone was vaguely excited and agitated. "If I had known that this would happen, I would have asked for leave to go with you."
"..." Wen Le started cursing, "Is that even human language? I'm getting so anxious I'm dying and you're still making sarcastic remarks. Be careful or I'll get someone to put you in a sack when I get back!"
Xu Dongdong immediately made a zippering gesture in the video to indicate that she was shutting up.
Lily said pertinently, "Since they still have time to log on to the Star Network and ask for help, it means things aren't that bad yet, so don't panic." Then she asked, "Did the hijackers disguise themselves?"
Wen Le's face paled as soon as he heard this question. "No..." He was surprised. "They really weren't going to let them go?" But there was another possibility. "But I think they might have used artificial skin on their faces to change their facial features."
This is the most likely scenario. It's not that they are not cautious enough, but that they have already disguised themselves.
"Speaking of which..." Li Zhenzhen couldn't help but say, "Is this robber a fool? He didn't even block the signal of the spacecraft?" This is the most incredible thing, okay?
"They did block the signal, but I have a special communicator and they didn't notice it." Wen Le said truthfully.
Without asking, everyone knows that this special communicator must be related to the Winged Tiger Tribe.
Lily suggested, "Don't panic. Do you have pepper spray on you?"
This was the codeword that Wen Le and the other three had discussed. The so-called anti-wolf spray was a high-concentration anesthetic. They made it into a spray for safety reasons and claimed it was for self-defense. Otherwise, if they were to carry a bottle of anesthetic on board a spacecraft, wouldn't it be confiscated by customs?
In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, Wen Le also printed his own mark on the bottle to indicate that it was used for self-defense.
"I'm afraid not. I don't stand a chance now that I'm being watched."
"Then wait for an opportunity. They can't always be flawless."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Wen Le thought Lily's words made sense, and after logging off, he asked the system to help him get the patch. With the system's help, he applied it behind his ear. This was a modified patch, and while the effect wasn't as direct as applying it directly to the nose, it at least wouldn't numb the person.
Wen Le calmly stepped on the remaining patches, then winked at Jin Cancan. Big Cat understood and, while the group wasn't paying attention, stretched out its tail and hooked the patches under itself. Then, while flicking its tail, it handed the things to Seven, who was squatting next to him.
Seven had noticed Wen Le's movements long ago. After receiving the things, he kept a piece for himself and quietly kicked the rest to his teammates. Although they didn't know Wen Le's intention, it didn't stop them from doing as they were told. While the robbers were not paying attention, they quickly picked up the patches and hid them in their palms.
"What are you doing?" Wen Le's movements still attracted the attention of the robbers, who could not help but yell at them. As he spoke, he walked over with a gun and kicked them, "Behave!"
The others were so scared that they dared not breathe.
"A minute has passed. Sir Black, you still haven't shown up?" The hoarse voice sounded again. "Since you are so cruel and insist on burying these people with you, then I will grant your wish. From now on, I will kill one person every half a minute. Fifteen minutes will be enough to kill everyone on this ship... So, the countdown begins~"
Then the sound of a stopwatch ticking could be heard over the radio.
Half a minute is only 30 seconds and it passed quickly.
"Time's up~"
The robbers roughly pulled up a middle-aged man squatting in the front row, holding a gun to his head. The man's face turned pale with fear, and his whole body trembled like a sieve. The little boy, who was squatting next to him, about ten years old, burst into tears. His mother covered his mouth with hers and held him tightly in her arms.
Obviously this is a family of three.
Wen Le hid the spray that the system had helped him take out into his sleeve, raised his hand and stood up: "I'll take his place!"
The other party glanced at Wen Le and sneered, obviously treating him as an overconfident middle school boy. He even said in a strange voice: "It's good to be young. Look at this full sense of justice~"
This caused a burst of laughter from his companions.
Now is the time!
Wen Le took out the spray and sprayed it at them. Seeing this, those people immediately pointed their guns at him. One of them was so angry that he even wanted to pull the trigger, but his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground with a thud.
The remaining few people were not spared and all fell to the ground.
The passengers also fainted, and soon they were lying on the floor.
Wen Le still didn't stop. He kept spraying the medicine while carefully approaching the robbers. He only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that they were all unconscious.
As soon as he let out this breath, Wen Le suddenly felt his legs go weak, and his nervous heart almost jumped out of his throat.
Jin Cancan, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly got up from the ground, ran over, slapped the robber, and complained: "Don't you know that bad people die because they talk too much? Idiot!"
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