Chapter 20: Vestiges of a Wraith (Part 1/2) (2/2)

Lian Yu’s face was cold. She spoke not a word. Luo Nan’s matter of life or death wasn’t her problem. But within this crisis was a subtle trap. Not only was she going to be taken advantage of, she will most likely have to face Xie Junping’s fury when this is all over. Whatever the case, it was all not worth it.

The medium which carried the first person view increased in speed. The scene trembled all the more violently, while Li Xuecheng’s breathing became all the more urgent to her side.

As Luo Nan turned a corner, several hired puppets turned and went as well. The puppet streaming in first person view received a report on the surroundings. The stream of people began to thin out ahead. It was the opportune time to strike!

“Then let’s choose option A, the urinal…… No, I want something bigger!”

Li Xuecheng cackled with bizarre laughter. He eagerly ordered the First-Person-View puppet to get to the scene as soon as possible.

As the perspective turned the corner, Li Xuecheng could instantly see just how sparse the number of people was. Now Li Xuecheng could see things much more clearly. His hired puppets had already congregated together. They swarmed into a bathroom.

Li Xuecheng was a bit discontent: “I’m docking their pay later. Can't this group of rough guys make things look a bit more natural?”

Without any delay, an urgent voice was transmitted through the communications device:

“That fellow jumped the window and ran!”

“Old Zuo tripped when he gave chase. He’s stuck in the window……”

“We still have some of our people outside!”

“We’ve blocked him off…… Oh crap!”

The scene had turned chaotic and unsalvageable in an instant.

At first Li Xuecheng’s face was rigid, but unsurpressable lines of laughter burst forth in the next moment: “Man Zhao. Would there have been any meaning if we weren’t dealing with a tricky bastard like this? Yep, isn’t this plot quite entertaining?”

Unexpectedly, he wasn’t urgent nor impatient. He ordered the First-Person-View puppet to walk out of the locker room building and to give chase by following the indicator on his communications device.

Li Xuecheng was a fellow who was adept at using money. The campus thugs he hired were quite skilled in cornering people. Although he didn’t know how Luo Nan discovered that something was fishy, a group of five third-year youths still managed to trap Luo Nan in a dark corner of the back of a building after two minutes of chasing.

By the time the First-Person-View puppet drew close, the situation had nearly come to an end.

Batons, switch-blades, tasers, and other light weapons were held in the hands of these campus thugs. Although one thug had collapsed, another thug charged forward with an arc of electricity from a stun gun to stab Luo Nan in the ribs.

Luo Nan twitched as his body bent down.

Li Xuecheng clapped his hands in great delight as he watched. But in the next moment he saw something he didn’t expect. Luo Nan, who was about to be drowned by a flood people, raised his head inexplicably. Luo Nan’s gaze actually fixed in his direction. The bearing was absolutely precise. It was as if Luo Nan was looking at him directly with nothing but air separating them.

Before he could react, a thundering voice erupted in the ear of the First-Person-View puppet, and the thundering voice also equally exploded in Li Xuecheng’s ear:

“What the hell are y’all doing!”

His body jolted as the first person view suddenly enlarged with the grassy field in a flash. Then there was just pitch-black darkness.