Police officer Chen Shu.

The rain poured down.

As Chen Shu barely opened his eyes, he seemed to see water from all over the world rushing towards him, hitting him painfully.

The confusion he felt upon waking was still lingering in his eyes, and his mind hadn't quite caught up yet. The only remaining physiological response was to hurriedly lower his head, which was tilted to the side, to avoid the heavy rain.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

The three soul-searching questions came one after another. Chen Shu was prepared to ponder for a while longer in his existential confusion, but unfortunately, the heavy raindrops did not give him that chance.

He had no choice but to raise his hand and wipe the rain off his face.

As Chen Shu regained some consciousness, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw the airbag lying limply on his chest.

Oh, so there was a car accident. Thank goodness, I almost thought there was a tube stuck in my chest... He took a deep breath and prepared to get up and deploy the airbag.

"hiss!"

A sharp pain swept through my chest, relentless and relentless.

"Cough cough..." With each cough, drops of blood dripped from his chin onto his body.

It's almost certain, his ribs are broken, I don't know if they've pierced his lungs. So painful, so tiring... Chen Shu is used to taking things as they come, even in this situation, he simply closed his eyes slightly, not thinking much, and decided to wait for rescue.

Perhaps he should climb out of the car first... Before his eyes were completely closed and his consciousness sank into sleep, he vaguely felt that it would be safer to climb to the side of the road.

He then tried to control his eyelids, straining to open his eyes, enduring the sharp pain in his chest. He first wiped the blood from his mouth, then unbuckled his seatbelt.

"Click!"

What would normally be a simple action became incredibly difficult under these circumstances. He rested for a while, caught his breath, and then tried to turn to the side, pull the car door handle, and then pushed the door open with all his might.

"Squeak." The slightly deformed car door opened in response.

Thankfully, this guy didn't make things difficult for me, otherwise I would have been trapped in the car and it would have been on the front page next week... Chen Shu chuckled to himself, trying to distract himself from the pain in his chest.

He stumbled and climbed out of the car, leaning against the side, enduring the chest pain and breathing heavily. At that moment, the icy rain no longer hindered him, giving him a thorough, bone-chilling experience.

He regained some clarity for a moment.

Hmm? Am I pursuing someone? Pursuing...

"Kidnappers!"

Amidst the lightning and thunder, he suddenly regained consciousness, and a torrent of memories surged forth, giving him no chance to react, forcefully penetrating his brain and flowing rapidly.

His eyes sharpened again.

Chen Shu held onto the car door with his left hand and reached for his waist with his right. When his thumb and forefinger touched the grip of the pistol, the unique cold metallic feel of the gun gave him a slight respite and seemed to alleviate some of the pain.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to regain some strength. Then he turned his head and glanced at the black Camry sedan that he had heard so much about but hadn't seen in the past few days.

The car doors were tightly shut, and there was no sound.

Heh heh, looks like that guy hasn't escaped yet. If only Fatty were here. Right now, I'd grab my pistol, dash over, slam the car door shut, and firmly press the gun to his head, ordering him to surrender. Then Fatty would seize the opportunity to snap a picture—that would definitely shock Dongzhou City...

Chen Shu's mind was racing uncontrollably. He didn't know why, but he couldn't concentrate. His eyelids felt as heavy as a ton of pounds, his chest ached terribly, and he could only breathe cautiously.

Now all he wanted to do was roll over to the big tree by the roadside, lean against it, and sleep soundly until the world was dark... While he was daydreaming and trying to resist the heavy sleepiness, he dragged his left foot along his right foot and slowly walked towards the Camry.

As he approached the Camry, he vigorously wiped the window until it became slightly clear. He then pressed his face against the window and discovered that the kidnapper was slumped over the steering wheel, head bowed, motionless.

He tried opening the car door a few times, but there was no response.

He then picked up the pistol, used the bottom of the butt to smash the car window several times, and after breaking the glass, he reached in and opened the car door backwards.

"Is this kid dead...?" Chen Shu opened the car door and looked at the kidnapper who was still lying motionless on the steering wheel. His heart began to pound.

He leaned against the car door, took a few breaths, and felt a little strength return. He then reached out and rummaged through the kidnapper's body, discovering that he was not wearing a seatbelt.

Then, with one hand on the kidnapper's neck, after a few seconds, he finally felt a throbbing sound.

"Phew..." Secretary Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

After glancing around, he noticed that the front of the Golf was smoking and the car was making intermittent hissing noises. His heart, which had just settled down, started racing again.

Although I've never repaired a car or been in such a serious accident, judging from the condition of the Golf, it's definitely extremely dangerous, and I need to get off the scene immediately...

Chen Shu's face was extremely serious. He pursed his pale lips tightly and looked at the kidnapper who was slumped in the car, motionless.

His mind was in turmoil, and he was struggling with an extremely intense internal conflict.

"Why!"

After a long sigh, Chen Shu put the pistol back in its holster, bent down, first handcuffed the kidnapper, then pulled him out of the car with all his might, and then continued to lift him by one foot, letting his upper body fall onto the muddy road, and dragged him all the way to a big tree by the roadside.

If he weren't completely exhausted, he would have loved to drag this guy across to the roadside pebbles. Just imagining his head bobbing against the stones as he was being dragged toward the next one was exhilarating… Chen Shu thought.

"Smack."

"Smack."

"Smack."

The kidnapper's head still made several close encounters with the exposed pebbles on the muddy road.

If Fatty were here, he'd probably be snapping selfies non-stop. He's perfect for this kind of cleanup work after a case is solved; of course, he also loves this safe yet pretentious job...

Lost in thought, Chen Shu finally managed to drag the person a little further away from the accident. Then, disregarding everything else, he threw the person on the roadside, fell to the ground with a thud, and slowly crawled to the base of a big tree. He turned around, leaned against the tree, and gasped for breath.

Forget it, even if the King of Heaven himself came here, I wouldn't do it!

"You fatso!"

Chen Shu shouted, somewhat relieved, but he did miss him a little. He wondered where the man was now, gloating after rescuing the hostage.

With Ren Da by my side, I should be safe...