Chapter 005: Seeking Revenge Again
"No, you are guilty!" the interrogator sneered, "You are suspected of intentional injury and robbery. The victim has been sent to the hospital with a comminuted fracture of the hand and severe blood loss. Furthermore, you also stole his Porsche."
"That has nothing to do with me, the Porsche was given to me by him!"
Bang...
Furious, the interrogator, who had seen all sorts of dodging and explanations, had never before seen someone as brazenly dodging as Lin Chuan. Grinding his teeth, he said, "Lin Chuan, I advise you not to resist us, otherwise, I will make your death uglier than anyone else's. From your appearance, you should be aware of our methods here, shouldn't you? Don't think you can relax just because there are cameras; I can easily make this camera 'break.' Then, you'll see what happens."
"I said, I am innocent!" Lin Chuan emphasized again.
The interrogator's face darkened. He stood up, holding a hammer, and shouted, "Don't push me!"
"Old Chen, hold your temper," interrupted a female officer wearing rimless glasses who quickly stood up beside them. She rushed to say to the interrogator, "You're not handling this well, let me handle it."
"Xiao Dai, it's no use!" Old Chen quickly waved his hands, saying, "For dealing with this tough nut, we need to be harsh."
"Don't." The policewoman smiled, saying, "You guys better not mess around; he is still just a kid after all."
The policewoman, around forty years old, had a clear complexion and seemed well-maintained; her appearance was decent. Although the years had left some marks, her figure and face were quite good. She coaxed and deceived the interrogator out of the room, then returned to the interrogation room with a smiling face.
"Xiao Chuan, got scared, huh?" The policewoman approached Lin Chuan with a smile, patted his shoulder, and said with a motherly smile, "Old Chen was a bit too eager and said some things you shouldn't take too seriously. In our line of work, it's inevitable to lose one's temper."
Lin Chuan glanced at her; this woman was indeed cunning. With a gentle face and kind smile filled with motherly love, if it were anyone else, they might have been immediately moved to tears. They were playing good cop, bad cop here. Even so, Lin Chuan could see the coldness in her eyes, like that of a venomous snake.
"The matter with Long Wu is really not a big deal." The policewoman turned, picked a stack of confession documents from the table, and walked over to Lin Chuan with a smile, saying, "Come on, sign this confession. After all, you did it, why deny it, right? Listen to your sister, confess well. You have to trust the country, trust the law. The party and the country will handle it leniently!"
Unfortunately, all of this was of no use to Lin Chuan.
"No, I am innocent!" Lin Chuan still stated this sentence firmly.
The policewoman, handing Lin Chuan the pen for signing the confession document, suddenly stiffened her face, her lips twitching. Suddenly, she grabbed the pen and stabbed the sharp end into Lin Chuan's arm. The pen core was very sharp, like a needle; with great force in her arm, she plunged it into Lin Chuan's arm, and the blood mixed with a hint of black ink slowly seeped out.
"You little beast, just keep resisting, and you'll surely die here!" The policewoman cursed savagely, then left on her sharp high heels.
The sun set, and the police station's staff had also left for the day, locking Lin Chuan in the interrogation room, still restrained on that interrogation chair. It was pitch dark all around. As night fell, the police station had cleared out, except for the duty officers in the duty room; no one else remained.
Lin Chuan looked up at the camera that had been disconnected across the room, twisted his neck slightly, and his hands, which had been clenched all day, relaxed, revealing a thumbtack. With a peculiar motion, Lin Chuan unlocked the shackles on his hands, then, the chair's lock was also picked open by Lin Chuan.
Crack, crack...
Having sat all day, standing up again, his entire body's joints made cracking sounds.
Lin Chuan glanced out the window; it was a night that belonged to him. Night, the perfect time for killing. For Lin Chuan, the night marked the beginning of slaughter. He pushed open the window and with a sudden leap, covered the twenty meters from the interrogation room to the main gate in the blink of an eye. Then, quickly, he leaped onto the open window beside the main gate.
...
Long Wu was in bad shape, suffering physically and enduring mental agony.
"Boss, who did this?"
"Damn it, this kid doesn't want to live anymore, treating you like this?"
The loyal followers of Long Wu saw their leader tortured to such an extent and immediately felt profound hatred, eager to find Lin Chuan and crush him into pieces.
After an afternoon of surgery, eighteen small fragments were removed from the fracture in the hand, and a steel plate was inserted, fastened with steel screws. While the effects of the anesthetic still lingered, the pain was bearable; however, as time passed and the anesthesia wore off, an intense, burning pain drilled into his heart. He felt like thousands of ants were biting at his wound. Due to the severe blood loss, Long Wu's complexion was very pale, and his spirit was also lethargic. His right cheek was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze after being scraped against the concrete floor, and thirty stitches were sewn. There would definitely be some scars left.
"Motherfucker, it's the first time I've suffered like this in my life!" Long Wu's eyes flashed with ferocity.
Hiss...
As soon as he spoke, it immediately pulled at the wound on his face, causing him almost to cry from the pain.
"Big brother, just tell us, who did this!" A subordinate in denim overalls with a chain hanging on his arm yelled angrily, "We'll go and take care of this son of a bitch for you!"
"Exactly." The others echoed.
"The thing is, I fucking don't even know who it was!" Long Wu said expressionlessly.
Just as the ward was filled with righteous indignation, a cold wind blew in from outside the window, immediately bringing silence to the room; a subordinate muttered, "Has autumn arrived? Is it going to get colder?"
"Are you looking for me?" Along with a gust of cold wind, a chilling voice followed.
Long Wu startled, shivered, and cursed, "Fuck, he's here!"
At the door, Lin Chuan walked in slowly, hands in his trouser pockets, still wearing that camouflage short-sleeved shirt, boots worn beyond recognition. Several subordinates were stunned; the one in overalls shouted furiously, "Son of a bitch, you dare to hurt my big brother, I'll kill you!"
While speaking, he fiercely swung his iron chain towards Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan merely shifted his stance and easily dodged the attack; then, he lightly tapped with his left foot, and his right leg swept out like a whirlwind. In that instant, the explosive force from his waist transferred to his leg, hitting the opponent's chest with a force of over two hundred pounds.
Bang...
The overalls guy was immediately sent flying, crashing into a nearby standing air conditioner, which exploded upon impact and fell over. The remaining black framework gently shook, dust fell from the fan blades.
Everyone was shocked; they could barely catch Lin Chuan's movements. His kick was completed in less than a tenth of a second, a speed that was almost at the human limit. They all stared wide-eyed at Lin Chuan, who stood still, hands still in his pockets, as if nothing had happened.
"Son of a bitch, let's all go at him!" the guy in a white shirt roared. The other two coordinated from the sides.
Their fighting style was not disorganized, quite the opposite. Unfortunately for them, they were dealing with Lin Chuan. The room was small, which didn't allow Lin Chuan to utilize his full capabilities, but that hardly mattered. Back in Siberia, when he sparred with a Russian Alpha Special Forces instructor, Lin Chuan easily knocked him down, earning the nickname 'The Divine Soldier' from the Alpha Force.
Now, did 'The Divine Soldier' need to use all his strength against a few ordinary men?
Whoosh...
Lin Chuan leaped up on one leg, his right foot landing on the wall to the right; he exploded off it in an instant. His thick leather boots compressed and rebounded. Lin Chuan moved through the air like a shadow. Speed, as his master once told him in the dark forests, could be deciphered by strength, but speed could never be counteracted.
Bang bang bang...
All three guys were flipped over by Lin Chuan. They held their chests, groaning in pain.
Long Wu quickly covered his eyes with his bedding, whether acting like an ostrich or pretending not to hear, none of it could change the outcome now. Lin Chuan walked over, his tone icy, "It seems breaking one of your arms wasn't enough!"
"Big brother…" Long Wu, sweating profusely and his facial wounds agonizingly painful, quickly said, "I... I forgot, I'll have someone pay you back later!"
"Also, about the police station..." Lin Chuan spoke up.
"I know, I know!" Long Wu hastily replied, "This... this arm, I broke it myself."
"And the car?" Lin Chuan asked.
"Borrowed... I'll lend it to you!" Long Wu's voice trembled.
Under Lin Chuan's intense pressure, Long Wu felt as if his strength had been drained. His mental defense collapsed again, and he completely lost the courage to look directly at Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan glanced at him, saying, "Good. I hope you understand that if I could come out once, I can do it a second time. If you break your promise, I won't give you a third chance!"