The agent was very alert. After firing the warning shot, he immediately hid behind the cabinet and said loudly: "You can't run away, put down your weapons..."
"boom!"
When a bullet was fired, the agent immediately shut up and fired back.
Wu Jingrong did not leave the security team. He originally planned to rush back to Yanjin early tomorrow morning. When he heard gunshots coming from the infirmary, he immediately realized that it must be someone from the Communist Party coming to rescue Wang Xuelin!
Surrounding the security team, there were at least six or seven underground party operatives, all of whom had concealed short guns with them, waiting for Liu Deli's order to be ready to respond to Wang Xuelin at any time.
Hearing a gunshot from the direction of the infirmary, Liu Deli murmured: "It's going to be bad..."
Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder, and Liu Deli broke into a cold sweat. If the other party wanted to harm him, it would be very easy.
He quickly turned around and saw a strange man standing behind him. He had a loud mouth, a mustache, dark complexion, and a pair of round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
The man whispered: "Cancel the rescue operation and evacuate quickly!"
"Why are you here??" As soon as the other party spoke, Liu Deli realized that the person in disguise was actually Jiang Xinyu.
"The security team has taken care of the people inside and will soon block off the nearby streets and evacuate immediately. If there is any further delay, it will be too late!"
"But, Wang Xuelin and the others..."
"They can't come out. In half an hour, come to Room 5 of the Sihai Hotel to find me!"
Jiang Xinyu said no more, turned around and left the scene in a hurry.
Liu Deli knew that since Jiang Xinyu was so sure, something unexpected must have happened, so he immediately notified all the response personnel and quietly evacuated.
In the infirmary, the three rescuers did not even rush out of the door. Two comrades died on the spot, and another man named Maizi was wounded and captured.
Gong Liang's home is nearby. If something big happened to the security team, he, as the captain, must be present. What's more, Wu Jingrong is here, so he should perform well.
Wu Jingrong stood in the yard and said to Gong Liang: "Immediately block off the nearby streets and search for the Communists with all their strength. They must have accomplices outside to support them! In addition, the security team must continue to strengthen their vigilance!"
"Yes." Gong Liang hurriedly dispatched people.
Wu Jingrong thought for a moment and said to Wang Xinrui beside him: "Come with me!"
As he spoke, he walked into the infirmary.
There were two corpses lying at the door of the infirmary, with blood splattering everywhere. Wang Xinrui was so frightened that she didn't even dare to look at them, so she walked around cautiously.
Wang Xinrui accidentally stepped on the deceased's open hand. Wang Xinrui screamed and quickly caught up with Wu Jingrong, feeling as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
Even without looking back, Wu Jingrong knew what was happening behind him and said calmly: "If you want to become a qualified agent, you must go through this kind of scene. This is purgatory!"
Wang Xinrui hesitated to speak. She now felt extremely uncomfortable. The air was filled with the smell of blood, making people spit it out at any time.
The agent was also injured and was shot in the arm. He was looking around for the needle that fell on the ground, and was going to take advantage of the chaos to give Wang Xuelin a replacement shot.
As soon as he found the syringe, the agent quickly stood up when he saw Wu Jingrong walking in.
Wu Jingrong said coldly: "It only takes a few seconds to solve the problem. It has been so long and he is still alive?"
"I just couldn't find the syringe..." the agent tried to explain.
"You have to use your brain for everything, don't you know how to adapt to changes?"
"what do you mean……"
"You should just use your gun to solve the problem. Just say that during the exchange of fire between the two sides, a stray bullet accidentally hit this teacher Liu Chunshan!" Wu Jingrong said sarcastically.
"Bad job and stupidity!"
"Go and guard the door, don't let anyone in!"
"yes!"
The agent put the syringe on the table, turned around and left.
Wu Jingrong looked at Wang Xuelin, sighed, and said: "Wang Xuelin, in vain of all my painstaking care of you, I never thought that you are actually a Communist Party member!"
Wang Xuelin was speechless and did not answer Wu Jingrong's words.
Wu Jingrong picked up the syringe, walked up to Wang Xuelin, and said, "Do you know what this is? I have been in the Secret Bureau for so long, I think you should know that this is potassium cyanide!"
"If a person takes this kind of poison, he will die in about thirty seconds. The appearance of death is ugly, with crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and bleeding from all the orifices. The death is extremely tragic!" Wu Jingrong said to himself.
Wang Xuelin looked pale and remained silent.
Wu Jingrong waved to Wang Xinrui.
Wang Xinrui had been standing at the door. Seeing Wu Jingrong calling him, she had no choice but to walk over slowly.
Wu Jingrong looked at her and said slowly: "Xinrui, I said you need a purgatory process, and today is a rare opportunity!"
Wang Xinrui was stunned. She guessed Wu Jingrong's thoughts. Her legs went weak and she almost sat on the ground. Tears burst into her eyes instantly. She sobbed and said: "Uncle, I can't do it, don't force me..."
Wu Jingrong pondered for a moment and said: "It is indeed a bit cruel to do this...Forget it, let's do the next best thing. You watch, I will personally send him on his way!"
Wang Xinrui breathed a sigh of relief and asked her to kill her former lover with her own hands. She couldn't do this kind of thing anyway. If she really did it, what would be the difference between him and the devil?
The needle slowly approached Wang Xuelin's body. Wang Xinrui closed her eyes and couldn't bear to see this scene. For a moment, she even wanted to run away through the door.
Wang Xuelin's Adam's apple twitched, and the fear in his heart became stronger and stronger. For Wang Xinrui, this was a process of purgatory, and it was the same for Wang Xuelin!
This is like killing someone with a blunt knife. One cut kills a hundred people. Death itself is not that terrible. The process of torture is the most devastating part.
Wu Jingrong suddenly stopped. He keenly captured a hint of information. Although he never asked for mercy, Wang Xuelin's eyes were full of fear.
"Why should you waste your life for a group of irrelevant people when you can obviously live?" Wu Jingrong smiled, as if he was speaking to an old friend sincerely.
"What irrelevant person?" Wang Xuelin's Adam's apple twitched, obviously feeling very excited.
From saying nothing to asking, this is an ice-breaking signal!
Wu Jingrong said: "My relatives, friends, and fiancée are all devoted to the party and the country. You would rather risk your life than become enemies with these people? I really can't understand it!"
"I don't need to understand. I have my beliefs. Risking my life for the revolution, my generation will eventually leave a mark in history..."
"Leave a name in history? Go and look through the history books. From ancient times to the present, in all dynasties, who dares to call himself a hero in internal fighting? Which one in history has left a name?"
The temperature at night was not very hot, but Wang Xuelin's whole body was already soaked. He was panting violently and speechless. He felt like he had just walked through the gates of hell.