Chapter 340: Poison Mechanism (1/2)

Deng Chao continued, ”I didn’t receive the answer to one of the questions. You failed!”

The student who typed and sent the message cried, ”Ah, I made a mistake in one of the numbers! Song Yang, I'm sorry!”

I gritted my teeth, feeling the rage boil up inside. Deng Chao was merely finding fault! At this moment, a puff of yellow smoke spread throughout the sealed room, triggering a bout of coughing fits around the room. ”That’s poisonous gas,” I shouted. “Everybody out!”

I pulled a metal bar off the railings and smashed hard into the toughened glass. Only after several hard blows did it start to crack. By this time, the students inside had collapsed to the ground, choking from the poison.

With a crash, the glass finally broke and the noxious gas spread out. Fortunately, Dali arrived at this moment carrying the gas mask I had prepared in advance. ”Song Yang, take this!” he shouted.

I grabbed my bag and quickly put on the mask, fixing the straps securely.

Visibility inside the room was extremely low. Using Cave Vision, I searched for the hostages and put gas masks on each of them, then walked over to open the window. As the toxic gas dissipated through the open window, I grabbed a pair of scissors from the desk and untied the hostages. Their backs were painted with numbers that appeared to be some sort of hint for the next test.

”Can you walk?” I asked.

Their hands and feet were numb both from being tied up for such a long time and from the fear of almost losing their lives. I had to carry them out one by one. Four of the hostages had inhaled so much toxic gas they were completely weak from the neck down.

After helping all the hostages out, Dali asked, ”What do the numbers on their backs mean? Is it a password?”

I glanced at them, noticing that some of the hostages had the same numbers while others had different numbers. Altogether they were 4, 7, 0, and 2.

I asked what year they were in and immediately understood that the first year student had 2 on his back, 4 on the second year student, 0 on the third year student and 7 on the final year student, so the combination was 2407.

”That’s a classroom number!” I shouted. “Dali, you stay and take care of them. I'm heading there now!”

”Dude, be careful!” cautioned Dali.

I left a bottle of Mind Clearing Pills for Dali to distribute to the students. Although it wasn’t an exact antidote to the poison, it also contained a detoxifying effect, and it would keep them alive at least until the medical staff arrived.

The professors and students outside the building were completely in the dark about the hostage situation inside. But upon seeing me run out in a hurry, they followed without a word.

Xiaotao soon reported, ”I have two updates for you. Song Xingchen has rescued Bai Lei! Also, I contacted Bai Lei's secretary. At first she was reluctant to reveal his schedule for the day, but upon discovering my identity, she informed me Bai Lei was in Australia signing a contract.”

”So there’s a problem with our ‘Bai Lei’,” I sneered.

”Should we arrest him?” asked Xiaotao.

”No,” I stopped her. “Tell Song Xingchen to bring him to Lecture Building No. 2. I'm on my way there now!”