Searching for someone in northern Myanmar, and you call that earning tuition fees?

The footsteps stopped at the door of number "07".

The "click" sound was the sound of a key being inserted into the lock.

Su Ming held his breath, lowered his body even further, and tensed his entire body in the darkness. With a flick of his wrist, the boning knife left by his grandfather silently slid into his palm.

The iron gate creaked open.

A tall, burly guard walked in, grumbling and cursing.

"Damn it, they've been making noise all night, can't a person get any sleep?!"

Behind him followed another thin guard, carrying a rubber baton, his face full of impatience.

The tall guard was clearly there to "teach" Lin Yue a lesson; he kicked the metal wall of the container, making a loud "bang".

"Shut up! If you wail again, I'll cut your tongue out!"

Lin Yue, who was huddled in the corner, was so frightened by the loud noise that she trembled and let out a short scream. She then covered her mouth tightly and trembled even more violently.

Just as the tall guard's attention was completely focused on the girl.

A dark shadow moved.

Su Ming slipped silently out from the shadows beside the door, without making a sound.

His target wasn't the tall guard, but the skinny guy standing at the door.

"Catch the king first"? That's something only a fool would do. The correct approach is to eliminate all potential alarm bells first.

The thin guard was leaning against the door frame, bored out of his mind, when he felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if he had been bitten by some poisonous insect.

Before he could even utter a sound, everything went black, all his strength was drained, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

Su Ming struck successfully without even glancing at him. With his left hand, he precisely supported the back of the other man's head, preventing him from making a sound as he fell, and then dragged him into the deeper darkness.

The whole process took less than half a second.

Precise pressure on the Fengchi acupoint at the back of the neck can cause instantaneous fainting without permanent damage.

This is the "pressure point method" that my grandfather taught me. It's more effective than any weapon when used against sentries.

At this moment, the tall guard inside finally realized something was wrong. He didn't hear his companion's response and turned around in confusion.

"You son of a bitch..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

There was no one at the entrance.

A chill instantly shot from his tailbone to the top of his head. He abruptly drew his imitation Type 54 pistol from his waist and shouted in terror, "Who?!"

His response was only deathly silence.

There was also a figure even darker than the surrounding darkness.

Su Ming had moved into his blind spot. The tall guard frantically turned around, pointing his gun haphazardly, but to Su Ming, his reaction was as slow as a slow-motion scene in a movie.

It is full of flaws.

The moment the tall guard turned around, Su Ming moved.

He did not use a knife.

We don't need to deal with this kind of stuff.

He suddenly sprang to his feet, his right hand forming a knife with his five fingers together, and with a whooshing sound, he precisely struck the wrist joint of the opponent who was holding the gun.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking.

"ah--!"

The tall guard let out a piercing scream, and his pistol flew out of his hand.

But his scream lasted only 0.1 seconds.

Su Ming stepped forward with his left foot, leaned into his arms, and struck his jaw with his elbow at a tricky angle.

"Bang!"

Another muffled thud, and the tall guard's head snapped back, his eyes rolled upwards, and his whole body fell straight backward like a broken piece of wood.

Su Ming stretched out his foot and gently hooked the other person's body as a cushion, causing him to fall silently to the ground.

The battle is over.

From the moment the fight began until both men lost their fighting ability, it took no more than three seconds.

Clean, neat, and efficient.

There were no unnecessary movements, not a single ounce of energy wasted. This was a killing technique ingrained in his very bones, the purest form of killing.

Inside the container, deathly silence returned once more.

Only Lin Yue's terrified gasps could be heard. She had witnessed this unbelievable scene, but extreme fear had left her mind blank, unable to process the information before her.

Su Ming picked up the pistol from the ground, skillfully removed the magazine, checked it, then reinstalled it and tucked it into his lower back.

Then, he slowly walked up to Lin Yue and squatted down.

The girl looked at him in terror and curled up into a ball.

Su Ming didn't say anything, but simply took something out of his pocket and placed it in front of the girl.

It was a White Rabbit milk candy that had been polished until it was shiny.

It was given to him by a female college student who was going to teach in a rural area on the train to Yunnan Province.

Lin Yue looked at the candy, and a slight fluctuation seemed to appear in her unfocused pupils.

Su Ming finally spoke, his voice not loud, but it reached Lin Yue's ears clearly.

"Don't move."

He paused, raised his head, and revealed a shy yet harmless smile, as if he hadn't been the one who had just killed the two people in that instant.

"I'm just doing it part-time."

Lin Yue stared blankly at him, then at the candy, her lips moving but no sound coming out.

Just then—

"Buzz—Zzz—"

A piercing electrical hum suddenly erupted, and all the surviving loudspeakers in the park simultaneously went off.

A voice filled with extreme rage echoed throughout the entire K district.

"Listen up, everyone! Seal off all exits! From now on, a full-scale search of the entire park! Dig three feet into the ground, find the rat that sabotaged the communications tower! One group per area, search every room! Live or dead!"

It was Ah Biao's voice.

But behind the voice came orders from the highest levels of the park.

Su Ming's brows furrowed slightly for the first time.

He glanced at the two guards on the ground, then at Lin Yue, whose mental state was extremely unstable.

Trouble.