Wang Shuning neither nodded nor shook his head. "I'm just going to take a look. There's no rush to find a partner. My career has just started and I haven't made any progress yet."
Gao Ziyuan's mouth was stiff and he didn't know how to respond. He had to write more letters to the leaders of his former school, asking them not to forget him.
"drop……"
Wang Shuning's ears moved slightly. It was the sound of a ship's whistle when it docked. Today was not the time for passenger ships to ferry people. Could it be a military ship?
When Wang Shuning returned home from school in the evening, he found that the number of guards at the gate of the family living area had increased from two to six. It was worth noting that they were holding weapons in their hands, and their faces were frowned with serious expressions as they looked at everyone coming in and out.
Wang Shuning quickened his pace and returned home and stood on the second floor to look at the situation next door. Ding Hui's husband Feng Yunhao is the battalion commander of the island army. If something happened on the island today, there should be something unusual in his family.
Wang Shuning was sitting on the balcony with some cold noodles in her hand. Feng Yunhao did not return home on time as usual. Feng Guoqiang and Feng Lili were not playing in the yard either. Only Ding Hui was standing in the yard looking at the gate from time to time, probably waiting for Feng Yunhao to come back.
I had just finished eating the cold noodles and returned to the kitchen to wash the dishes when I heard a man shouting outside the house.
She quickly wiped the water off her hands and walked out. The man was wearing a military uniform.
Lu Zhouyuan approached and warned: "Teacher Wang, lock the door and close the windows early tonight and go to bed. Don't come out if there is any movement outside."
Wang Shuning's breathing became heavier, and his hearing seemed to become more sensitive than usual. "Did something happen?"
Lu Zhouyuan shook his head, "It's okay, there may be a typhoon tonight, everything is for everyone's safety."
Wang Shuning nodded. If it was a typhoon, wouldn’t it be better to just broadcast a notification to the entire island? There would be no need to go door to door to inform everyone.
Fearing something might happen, she locked the doors and closed the windows before it got dark, washed up early and lay down in bed. She was afraid that the sound of the radio would drown out other noises, so she simply didn't turn it on.
I kept my eyes open and my ears perked up, listening carefully, not daring to sleep.
This went on until nine o'clock in the evening. Wang Shuning began to feel sleepy. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he heard the sound of sparse footsteps outside.
Unlike the orderly sounds of normal patrols, these footsteps were a bit chaotic.
Wang Shuning lifted the quilt and stood by the window. He pulled the curtains open a little to reveal a finger-wide gap and looked out.
Those people didn't use flashlights, but in the moonlight I could see the figures and the clothes they were wearing. They were all soldiers.
Some bad guys must have sneaked onto the island during the day today, and they are arresting people.
The soldiers below dispersed and moved forward. It was not until Wang Shuning saw them stop that he realized that their destination was only about three or four hundred meters away from his home.
She checked the windows and doors of the room again and made sure they were all locked. Then she sat on the bed and covered her head with the quilt.
My chest felt heavy and my heart was pounding.
Even the sound of the wind blowing the banana leaves outside the window became particularly obvious.
Wang Shuning reached for the scissors under the pillow and repeatedly comforted himself that it was okay and that he could just hide in the space in time if there was any movement.
"Bang!"
At the sound of a gunshot, Wang Shuning's hair stood on end. He stared at the window with wide eyes. He couldn't see anything because of the curtains, but he couldn't take his eyes away.
Seeing the man fall to the ground and be captured, Zeng Chun shouted at Lv Zhouyuan, "Captain Feng has repeatedly warned us not to shoot unless it is absolutely necessary. There are so many family members around, what if we scare them and cause panic?"
Lu Zhouyuan's hands were shaking. This was the first time he shot someone. "I was afraid he would run away, so I pulled the trigger out of nervousness."
Zeng Chun walked up to the sweaty spy and stared at him. "How dare you come to Jinshan Island to get information? Tell me, who are you?"
Fujiki Hezi stared at Zeng Chun and saw that the soldier standing in front of him on his right was still holding a knife in his hand. He took advantage of the other party's unpreparedness and rushed forward. The tip of the knife pierced his chest and blood flowed out of Fujiki Hezi's mouth.
Blood kept dripping onto the ground and he died within a minute.
The soldier holding the knife was dumbfounded. He had no time to react before someone rushed towards him and died.
Lu Zhouyuan looked at Zeng Chun, whose face turned pale, and said, "Platoon leader, he's dead."
This is not even asking anything.
Zeng Chun didn't expect that this spy would rather die than be captured. Did he not want to be interrogated, or did he have other accomplices whom he didn't want to give up?
But the boat can only hold one person...
Zeng Chun ordered: "Take the body back."
In the silent room, Wang Shuning's breathing was the most obvious.
As if she heard some movement, she held her breath and pricked up her ears.
There are footsteps.
Listen again.
I'm sure you heard it right.
There were indeed footsteps.
And the sound was getting louder and louder, as if it was getting closer to the door.
Wang Shuning was so frightened that he dared not swallow his saliva, and his hands that were holding the quilt could not help but tremble.
The gunfire outside stopped after the last gunshot. Could it be that the prisoner escaped?
The door lock made a "clicking" sound, and it was too late to throw back the quilt, get out of bed and hide behind the door to attack.
Wang Shuning flashed into the space, stood there with a pair of scissors in his hand, thinking frantically.
What if that person stays in your house and doesn't leave?
Anyone who is shot by the army must have committed a heinous crime and must not be let off.
Fujikino held a dagger in one hand and a gun in the other.
He had been lurking on the island for more than a month and learned that there was only a young woman living alone in this household.
After discovering that Fujiki Haruko's whereabouts were exposed, he immediately left her behind and fled. As for why he didn't take Fujiki Haruko with him, it was because he wanted her to delay those soldiers.
Looking at the high bulge in the bed, Fujikinoji looked ferocious and used all his strength to stab the dagger into it.
What he never expected was that after he pressed on, he found that there was no one under him.
I searched the room but still couldn't find anyone.
When I just came up, there was no one downstairs and the doors and windows of the room were closed. How could there be no one here?
Fujikinoji reached into the quilt and felt that it was still warm, so the person must still be in the room.
But he searched every corner and couldn't find Wang Shuning.
I looked down at the bottom of the bed. It was so low that it probably couldn't accommodate a person.
Just in case, Fujikinoji knelt on the ground and bent down to look under the bed, but the gap was too small to see clearly.
Wang Shuning came out of the space silently, holding a pair of scissors and stabbing Fujikinoji hard in the back, then picked up a brick and smashed it hard on his head.
His eyes fell on the pistol that Fujikinoji dropped on the ground. Wang Shuning stepped on the floor barefoot, bent down and quickly picked up the gun.
He held the gun with both hands, pointed the muzzle at Fujikinoji and pulled the trigger.
The moment the bullet was fired, the huge recoil caused the muzzle to move upwards and directly hit the opponent's arm.
Fujikinoji fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face. His head was hit and bleeding profusely, the scissors were still stuck in his back, and his arm was pierced by a bullet. He had just checked and found no one was there, so how could she appear on the bed out of nowhere?
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