Chapter 877 Stunning Someone Just as the two of them stood up at the same time, with their arms no more than half an arm's length apart, Lu Qingyang, using the momentum of standing up, seemed to lean slightly to the opposite side, while his right arm swiftly reached for his lower back.
There seemed to be nothing there, but as soon as he focused his mind, a palm-sized, smooth-edged metal object appeared out of thin air in his palm.
This was a simple stun gun he made privately for emergencies; it wasn't very powerful, but it was enough to paralyze someone instantly.
However, the response to the 뀘 was faster than he had anticipated!
Almost the instant Lu Qingyang moved slightly, the man seemed to have been alerted. He suddenly swung the tool bag he had been carrying upwards, and the heavy bag slammed into Lu Qingyang's right wrist, which was holding the "tool." At the same time, he pulled out a black device with an antenna from the side pocket of the tool bag. It was not a repair tool at all, but a small gun disguised as an instrument!
The dark gun was instantly pressed against Lu Qingyang's waist.
"Don't move, Dr. Lu." The man's voice was icy cold, without a trace of feigned politeness.
"Stand up slowly and follow me. Don't try anything funny. Be a little nervous."
The cold gun emanated a deadly threat even through the thin shirt.
Lu Qingyang feigned panic: "Who are you? What do you want? I can give you money if you want it."
The man hissed, pressing the gun harder against the wall: "Stop talking nonsense, turn around, and slowly walk back to where you parked. Don't try to shout, or else..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but the threat was clear.
Lu Qingyang obediently turned around slowly, facing the gate.
The rain was still falling, the streetlights were dim, and the streets were deserted.
His mind raced. He knew his target was Nai: to kidnap him.
Go straight to the parking lot? There might be accomplices waiting for you there.
Never get on their car!
He hesitated and took a step, and just as his left foot stepped out of the threshold and his body was half in the light and half in the shadow, Lu Qingyang suddenly cried out "Ouch!" as if he had tripped over the wet threshold and stumbled forward and fell down!
This happened without warning, and the person who fell was heading down the steps of the door. The gunman clearly hadn't expected him to do this so suddenly.
He instinctively reached out to pull him, but was afraid that he might fall and cause problems that would affect the hostage situation, so the gun shifted half an inch as a result.
It's this half inch!
Lu Qingyang, who was about to fall, didn't actually intend to fall; he was just using the sudden movement to disrupt the opponent's rhythm.
Lu Qingyang immediately took out the stun gun, and while lying on his side, he flicked his wrist, and a tiny blue arc of electricity burst from the tip of the stun gun. With a "crack," it accurately struck the calf of the person who was being pulled over.
"Ugh!" Caught off guard, a strong electric current surged through the man's lower body, causing his entire leg and even half of his body to convulse uncontrollably. He could no longer hold the gun in his hand, and it fell to the wet ground with a "thud".
His body swayed, and he was about to fall, but the will of his training element struggled, and his other hand reached out haphazardly to grab Lu Qingyang.
Lu Qingyang's eyes were icy cold, and he didn't hesitate at all.
He rolled away from the feeble scratches, then leaped up on his own, thrusting the stun gun out again.
"Sizzle!" A stronger crackling sound of electricity rang out.
The man's body stiffened, his eyes rolled back, and his convulsions became even more violent.
Lu Qingyang did not stop.
He knew that the effect of this homemade stun gun was not necessarily consistent, and that Nak was clearly not an ordinary person.
He gritted his teeth and quickly fired two more shots at the upper arm and shoulder joint of the man holding the gun!
Lu Qingyang only stopped when the woman completely collapsed, unable to resist except for occasional unconscious twitches.
Just then, a panicked shout came from afar from the flickering beam of a flashlight: "Who's there? What's wrong? Dr. Lu? Is that you?"
Lu Qingyang quickly retracted the stun gun into his spatial storage and staggered back two steps.
He pointed to the unconscious attacker on the ground and the gun not far away, saying, "Master Zhang, there's a suspicious person here."
Old Zhang's flashlight swept across the motionless human body on the ground, and finally, the beam settled on the gun that had fallen into the mud.
"My God, a real gun?" Old Zhang was so terrified he almost dropped his flashlight.
I've been a gatekeeper at this school for ages, and the most I've ever caught is a petty bicycle thief. I've never seen anything like this before!
"Report to the police, quick!" Lu Qingyang urged, while warily glancing around at the dark rain, worried about his accomplices.
"Yes, yes, the police, call the police." Old Zhang suddenly realized what was happening. He didn't care about the person on the ground and scrambled back to the guardhouse, trembling as he grabbed the old-fashioned crank telephone.
The piercing siren shattered the silence of the rainy night, and red and blue lights flickered and mingled at the school gate, casting a somber glow on the wet ground.
A jeep with a police license plate sped up.
Lu Qingyang and the still-shaken security guard Lao Zhang were quickly separated and questioned.
The unconscious attacker on the ground was subdued, examined, handcuffed, and loaded onto a prison van by police officer Xiao.
The tool bag containing the cleverly disguised gun was preserved as important evidence in a special bag.
"Comrade Lu Qingyang, please come with us to the bureau to explain the situation in detail." A police officer with a serious face and sharp eyes walked up to Lu Qingyang and showed his identification.
His surname is Chen, and he is in charge of major cases at the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
Lu Qingyang nodded, said nothing more, and got into another jeep.
In a brightly lit interrogation room at the municipal police station, a steaming glass of water was pushed in front of him.
Another police officer, Chen, who was in charge of taking notes, sat opposite him.
"Dr. Lu, please recount the events of last night in detail, from beginning to end, without omitting any details, including your judgments and feelings."
Lu Qingyang explained the process.
"What do you suspect is his motive?" Officer Chen pressed.
"My personal guess is that it's very likely related to a materials science research project I'm currently involved in," Lu Qingyang said frankly, but cautiously avoided mentioning the specific project name.
“Recently, I have received some unusual invitations for overseas exchanges and have also encountered contact with people of unclear intent at public academic events. Last night, this person was carrying professional thieving tools and attempted to kidnap me with a gun. The target was very clear. I suspect that he wanted to obtain relevant technical data or intelligence by controlling me.”
The inquiry lasted for more than an hour.
During this time, a police officer came in and quietly reported to Officer Chen the preliminary results of the search of the arrested person and his belongings.
"Dr. Lu, we did find a miniature camera on the arrested man, containing film. In the lining of his tool bag, we also found lock-picking tools, special clay for making key molds, and a simple map showing part of your school's laboratory building and the location of your office. In addition, based on the tattoo features you provided, we are verifying whether there are any relevant records."
Lu Qingyang was certain; it was indeed so.
He nodded: "This evidence should be sufficient to explain the matter."
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