The old director and Fu Qingyao's selfless dedication, Lao Yuan's anxious reminders, and Wu Wei's earnest urging gaze.
Even the more than eighty injured people looked at each other with trepidation and hope, hoping that Zheng Ya could break the deadlock and reduce his sins!
Zheng Ya naturally knew that the more than eighty injured people had embarked on this path of no return in order to earn money to support their families, and that if it triggered a major case in the capital, they would inevitably be implicated.
Only by breaking the deadlock can their crimes be mitigated.
It can better soothe people's hearts and lead to peace!
But there was only one chance left to manipulate Tao Sheng with supernatural powers. Zheng Ya was worried that Tao Sheng would suffer a mental breakdown from repeated attacks by the supernatural powers and supernatural powers, so he became uneasy: "Come on, Tao Sheng, the time has come to show your great achievements as a thousand-faced killer. Enjoy the pinnacle of your life!"
The supernatural illusion technique, accompanied by words, seeped into Tao Sheng's mind through his diffused gaze, creating illusions and triggering a final, frenzied act of revenge.
That was Tao Sheng's last resort in his scheme.
Tao Sheng's spirit, on the verge of collapse, was guided and stimulated by Zheng Ya's words. He found himself surrounded by military and police forces with nowhere to escape. Clutching a radio, he hid in a corner of a room and sent out messages, laughing: "Hahaha, go to hell, all of you!"
I will make tens of thousands of people die with me…
"No, we've already obtained the key to averting the crisis. Your plan's key has been exposed. Accept your fate," Zheng Ya said, his words coaxing the crowd. The hundreds of people watching were sweating profusely, their hearts pounding with anxiety.
Seeing Tao Sheng stop rolling around and turn pale as if he were about to die, I was heartbroken.
If Tao Sheng dies, we'll be in big trouble!
Wu Wei burst into tears, but fearing that crying out loud would disturb Tao Sheng's performance, she covered her mouth and squatted down to suppress her emotions, but she couldn't calm her troubled mind.
Old Yuan squatted down beside her, gently patting her back to comfort her. He wanted to say something to comfort his daughter, but he didn't know what to say.
The old director was pacing around anxiously, while Fu Qingyao stared blankly at Tao Sheng.
Almost everyone at the scene was thinking about the consequences of Tao Sheng's death and the major case that had broken out in the capital.
For a moment, the atmosphere was both incredibly tense and peaceful.
In this oppressive atmosphere, Tao Sheng seemed to be shouting with all his might: "No, no one can reveal the secret 7459, pfft..."
“7459 is exactly 9547 reversed. What do you think?” Zheng Ya ignored Tao Sheng’s death after spitting blood after speaking and stood up to question the old director and the others. Time was of the essence!
As the sun was about to set, the people in the capital who were being coerced by Tao Sheng with his thousand-faced killer appearance would lose their signal, which would trigger a major case.
Eight major cases, including the explosion of an ammunition depot, poisoning of a water plant, and assassination of a leader, are yet to be solved.
Tao Sheng only revealed that Lei Brigade Elder Unit Armory had coerced the wife and children of a squad leader, waiting for an opportunity to detonate the armory.
The remaining seven cases only revealed partial information and a few unnamed individuals.
In this time-sensitive situation, there is simply no time to investigate names and involved entities, let alone eliminate the crisis.
The only solution is to resolve the crisis?
Whether this inverted string of numbers is the Morse code to resolve the crisis, no one can be sure!
After all, Tao Sheng was already out of the game.
It's no longer possible to use illusion magic on Tao Sheng to trick him into revealing secrets.
The old bureau chief slapped his forehead in frustration: "I don't know!"
But since we've come this far, we have to give it a try!
"I'll take responsibility for this. Commander Lei, old buddy, hurry up and send the message!"
"You bastard, this responsibility rests with me, Lei, and has nothing to do with you or any of you!" Commander Lei said, straightening his back as he walked toward the transmitter.
With heads held high and chests puffed out, who else but me!
In essence, it was about taking full responsibility, choosing to die, and wiping away the guilt in his heart for bringing trouble upon himself by bringing it upon Tao Sheng, so that he wouldn't let others bear the responsibility for him.
Lei Yanyun cried.
The old director was furious and chased after him, yelling, "You old fool, you think you can steal my credit? No way!"
“Old buddy, you can’t send a telegram, and you have no right to order me to send one. So if I send one, it’s all my own fault. I’ll take full responsibility for it afterward. It has nothing to do with you, haha,” Commander Lei said cheerfully, clarifying a fact.
The old bureau chief, furious, stood beside him anxiously: "Old buddy, I'm the one in charge of this case, you're just a retiree..."
"Beep beep, tap tap," the telegraph machine started beeping automatically.
Upon hearing this, they realized it was the radio receiving Morse code messages from the outside world. Commander Lei and the old bureau chief, who had approached the telegraph machine, were astonished: "Ah, the telegraph machine is sending messages automatically..."
"Hiss, no, that's not right, Zheng Ya, Xiao Zheng, is that you?" Brigade Commander Lei suddenly turned around and asked, as if only Zheng Ya had the ability to operate the telegraph machine remotely.
After all, Zheng Ya had previously sent a telegram to lure in more than two hundred enemies, thus relieving half of the crisis in the capital.
This indicates that Zheng Ya could send telegrams.
As for Lao Yuan, forget about him. He has the power, but he doesn't know how to send telegrams.
Old Yuan gave Zheng Ya a thumbs up and said, "You're a real man!"
"Ah, him, no, you?" Wu Wei stood up in shock, her mind in turmoil, unable to speak coherently. How could this be?
How could a student have such a sense of responsibility?
Fu Qingyao was overjoyed and grabbed her son Zheng Ya's right hand, saying, "Son, you are my pride. You did what I wanted to do. Well done!"
"Ahem, I hope my good intentions haven't backfired. Let's wait for the sun to set and I'll be sentenced." Zheng Ya also sent the telegram in a moment of impulsiveness, publicly disclosing the numbers, hoping to resolve the crisis of a major case breaking out in the capital.
The telegram was sent, but I couldn't find peace of mind.
In a moment of impulsiveness, Zheng Ya didn't want these patriots to take responsibility and risk sending the telegram. He was no longer calm.
Killing Tao Sheng would generate 80,000 in revenue, but it didn't interest Zheng Ya in the slightest.
Even though Zheng Ya had planned Tao Sheng's Thousand Faces Shrinking Technique and used Tao Sheng as a guinea pig to experiment with supernatural illusion techniques, and achieved some success, he had no interest in pondering and comprehending it.
Right now, Zheng Ya's heart is pounding with excitement. He's waiting for the sun to set so he can see the gains and losses in the negative and positive values and know whether the report's outcome is good or bad.
But this kind of waiting is too agonizing.
The old director was numb: "Xiao Zheng, why are you doing this to yourself?"
If you make a mistake, won't it ruin your future?
How could you possibly compete with us two old folks for something like this?
"Hey, we've captured so many enemies today, we should be happy, right, old buddy?" Brigade Commander Lei planned to gloss over the matter, as if Zheng Ya hadn't sent the telegram and it hadn't happened.
The old director understood what he meant and said with a headache, "Alright, all expenses are on me..."
"Stop talking, all of you. It was I, as your mother, who forced my son Zheng Ya to send the message. I'll take full responsibility if anything goes wrong." Fu Qingyao is a woman of principle and wouldn't dare let you break the law to protect your son.
The first thing a mother does for her son is without hesitation!
This scene left the more than eighty injured people dumbfounded. They were all so noble, how could we criminals possibly feel any respect for them?
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