My Life with Narration-Chapter 223 - 222: Du Qiang: I’ve Had Professional Training

The more critical the moment, the more you can see a person's true character. That's exactly the case with Wang Xing; he always manages to playfully show his goofy side in the most serious situations.

If the situation weren't so critical, not allowing him any extreme actions, he would have slapped him already.

What the hell is going on? You're still waving an ID card around, can't you see the guy's already pulled a knife?

"Back off, everyone back off!" The man, wrapped tightly with only his eyes visible, brandished a switchblade towards them, shouting. His eyes held a hint of madness, but mostly panic.

Such a person could indeed be quite intimidating to ordinary people. Judging by his appearance, he wasn't any shorter than him, and even broader, though probably not as burly as Wang Xing.

If he didn't have a knife, Wang Xing might consider confronting him, but with a knife in play, it's another story. Their positions clearly show their respective strengths.

At this moment, as a police officer, Du Qiang was naturally at the forefront. He was a cop; when facing civilians, he had to step up, whereas Su Qing and Wang Xing were civilians in his eyes.

Wang Xing and Su Qing stood slightly behind, reflecting the differences in their fighting capabilities.

As the three gradually backed away, Wang Xing turned sideways, one hand on his lower back and the other trying to calm the assailant.

"Don't do anything rash, let her go. Even if you hurt her, you can't escape!"

"Don't resist, seek a chance for lenient treatment. Believe that the country will give you an opportunity for redemption."

"As long as you put down the knife and release the hostage, mercy will be shown!"

Evidently, Wang Xing's ability to persuade criminals was lacking; even he was not convinced by his words.

After all, the criminal knew what he'd done, and every sentence from Wang Xing suggested facing justice, so how could he agree?

But he couldn't say much more. After all, he was just a special consultant, not a real police officer. The key issue was that his commentary did no good; he hadn't studied psychology, and speaking rashly might provoke the other side.

Meanwhile, their conversation reached the police station through the microphone on Du Qiang's collar, causing the East City Public Security Bureau to spring into action.

Everyone knew something was wrong on their end, and they mobilized forces as quickly as possible to the area, but immediate help wasn't possible, so the three of them had to handle the situation themselves.

Luckily, Lin Miaomiao hadn't completely lost consciousness, as she'd been covered only briefly.

Inhalation anesthetics make targets lose consciousness through inhalation, but it's not like in movies where they knock out instantly.

It takes at least fifteen breaths to achieve such an effect.

Being alive, Lin Miaomiao resisted. Moreover, their actions were swift; from the man's attack to their arrival was almost instantaneous, and Lin Miaomiao hadn't inhaled enough to reach the critical level, especially since it was raining today.

The cool rain helped her remain conscious, albeit drowsy. If they had been ten seconds later, she might not have reacted.

"I don't care, back off quickly, or I'll kill her!" The man screamed, waving the knife on Lin Miaomiao.

The trio backed off in fright, while Su Qing, behind Du Qiang, clearly saw him reaching for his sidearm, turning sideways to hide this from the assailant, afraid he'd use the hostage to demand his gun.

Handling a knife-wielding criminal was already hard enough. If he got a gun, what then?

"Qiang, do you feel confident you can shoot him down?" Su Qing asked quietly while backing up.

Leading at the front, Du Qiang didn't reply, just subtly shifted his gun hand, indicating his lack of confidence.

Although police officers should have excellent shooting skills, especially those in the criminal department, he hadn't fired many shots in real combat during his years of service. He hadn't encountered a situation like this before; it was nighttime with dim lighting, just their flashlights and two mobile phones for illumination, so he lacked confidence.

Simply put, he was still young and inexperienced.

If not in an emergency, he wouldn't dare risk firing, though he'd resolved that if the other made any moves to harm the hostage, he'd take his chances. His focus was heightened.

Fortunately, things didn't head for the worst. Once they retreated to a safe distance, the man took a deep breath, pushed Lin Miaomiao forward, and turned to sprint, vaulting over a short wall.

"Go!"

Seeing this, Du Qiang decisively ordered, then rushed forward first, followed closely by Su Qing and Wang Xing.

Upon their arrival, the man was already over the wall. Du Qiang quickly knelt down, relieved upon realizing the hostage was unharmed:

"You two get her out!"

With that, he sprinted and flipped over the wall with ease.

"Miaomiao, Miaomiao, are you alright? It's me!" Su Qing bent down and asked.

Once she saw his face, the girl burst into tears, her big eyes spilling tears. Clearly, she'd been scared senseless. But due to the anesthetics, her cries were weak and powerless.

[The target is familiar with the terrain here and will quickly shake off Du Qiang, heading towards a more remote area!]

Su Qing was shocked at the thought he might still escape despite everything.

"Qingzi, what now?" Wang Xing asked.

Without hesitation, Su Qing made a choice, placing Lin Miaomiao into Wang Xing's arms:

"You're strong, quickly get her out and find the police!"

"Me? What about you?"

With that, Su Qing dashed to the wall, looking for a handhold to climb. "I'll help!"

"Then I'm going too!"

"Nonsense, what about her if you go? Stop talking, give me a light!" Su Qing shouted.

The wall wasn't high, but it was over six feet, taller than him. Fortunately, it was built from stone, making it easier to climb over.

But compared to a man driven by the will to survive or the trained Du Qiang, he was much less skilled.

The lighting was too dim, and it took quite a while to get up.

Squatting against the wall, Su Qing turned back: "Did you hear that? Take my colleague and go first. The opportunity to play the hero and save the beauty goes to you. Hurry up and call the police."

With that said, he jumped off the wall with a flashlight in hand.

Wang Xing, holding the girl in his arms, suddenly felt at a loss. He'd never done this sort of thing before. If he had a choice, he'd rather be the one chasing the suspect.

He then displayed what he thought was a rather kind smile and said: "Uh... well, it's me. You're safe now, I'll take you out, don't worry!"

Saying this, Wang, the strong man, slung Lin Loli onto his back. For some reason, Lin Miaomiao on his back felt inexplicably reassured at this moment, even though she should have been scared.

Gathering all her strength, she wrapped her arms around Wang Xing's neck and rested her head on his back.

Lin Miaomiao was quite petite, weighing only about eighty to ninety pounds, just like a feather on Wang Xing's back.

He then started running with the girl on his back, dashing outside.

Meanwhile, Du Qiang had stayed back only briefly and could barely keep up with the suspect. The lighting was poor, and he was unfamiliar with the terrain.

While running, he reported the situation through his shoulder communicator.

"It's me, Captain Lin. A suspect in the suspected serial rape and murder case has been found in the East outskirts and is now on the run. Attention, the suspect has a knife, I repeat, he has a knife!"

At this time, Lin Chengcai and others were rushing over with some police officers and detectives.

"Support from surrounding forces is on the way, Little Du, stay safe. Just keep on him, we're almost there!" Lin Chengcai ordered from the police car.

"Got it, Captain Lin, but hurry. The terrain here is quite complicated, with intersecting alleyways. Send more people to block the exits!"

"Understood!"

On the other side, Su Qing was running hard and realized for the first time that his physical fitness was lacking. He started panting after only a short run.

[Turn left into the alley 30 meters ahead]

[Turn right in 20 meters]

[Speed up, you'll meet Du Qiang at the junction in 30 seconds!]

Indeed, although he wasn't fit, he could foresee their paths through the narration and use it to take shortcuts to catch up.

The chase led to a lot of aimless running for the two in front, allowing him to close the distance.

Twenty seconds later, a figure dashed past at the front junction, and as he rushed up, Du Qiang's figure also arrived. It was obvious who the person just now must have been.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to take them and leave first?" Du Qiang asked.

Su Qing: "Wang Xing took them away. Don't worry, I know this area well, follow me!"

Seeing the shadow disappear into the alley again ahead, Du Qiang couldn't do much except follow him.

"It's all on you now!"

"Watch me!"

With that, the two of them started running with all their might.

[Turn left ahead, climb over the wall into the small path in 20 meters!]

[Right turn then another right, you'll meet in 20 seconds!]

...

Soon, guided by the narration, they were no longer running in circles, always finding the shortest path and finally intercepted the man in an alley after five minutes.

"Puff~ puff~ go on, keep running, damn it," Du Qiang shouted while panting heavily, and Su Qing, speechless, could only gasp for air.

The man, seeing this, pulled out a switchblade to intimidate them: "Get away, all of you, I'll kill anyone who comes near!"

He spoke while retreating, still trying to run.

"Oh, you want to play with knives with me?" Du Qiang said, smiling and stepping forward with no intention of drawing his gun, clearly confident in his own skills.

Seeing this, Su Qing couldn't help but remind from the side: "Brother Qiang, can you handle this?"

"Don't worry, I've been professionally trained."

He gathered strength in his legs to rush forward but in the next second, just heard a "damn" as he slipped on the wet ground caused by rain, falling flat on his face with a thud.

Su Qing: ...

So much for professional training, just by the sound, you could tell the fall was heavy.

The man, seeing this, turned to run, but Su Qing, exhausted and out of breath, had no strength left. He walked over and asked: "So, professional?"

Du Qiang got up, his clothes and face covered in mud: "Damn, I was careless!"

It was honestly somewhat comical.

Hearing this, Su Qing suddenly felt hopeless and hung his head in surrender, too tired.

Du Qiang: "Trust me one more time, I've been professionally trained!"

Su Qing: ...

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