bookcurios Chapter 512: Firmly Isolate
Chapter 512: Firmly Isolate
Su Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently weighed his weapon with his fingers, readying everything. The air seemed to freeze, and the sound of his heartbeat was particularly clear in the silence. He raised his head and carefully observed his surroundings, his eyes becoming sharp.
Su Ming leaned against the corner of the building, his hands tightly gripping the tools in his hands, sweat glistening on his forehead in the dim light. A lingering feeling of unease lingered within him. It seemed that no matter how calm he tried, every inch of the air before him was filled with the aura of danger. Zheng Yaoxian's situation was more complicated than he had imagined. Right now, he could only rely on his own wits and composure to overcome these unforeseen challenges.
The surroundings were completely silent, with barely any sound except for the occasional distant rustle of wind and fallen leaves. He took a deep breath and tried to remain calm. As long as he followed the clues Li Chen had given him, combined with his pre-prepared strategy, he would be able to infiltrate the building, find Zheng Yaoxian, and complete the rescue.
But at the same time, he knew clearly that every step ahead was fraught with uncertainty. Any slight misstep could expose his whereabouts. Despite this, Su Ming didn't pause. He knew he had no time to hesitate. Zheng Yaoxian was not only his master, but also someone he couldn't let go of. If he couldn't rescue Zheng Yaoxian from this predicament, his heart would never be at peace.
He gently pulled a small piece of paper from his pocket. On it was the key intelligence he'd obtained from Li Chen. It was a simple plan describing the building's layout and several possible weak points. The most crucial point was an unassuming door at the back of the building, the only way to enter quietly without raising any alarm.
"This time, I can only rely on these." Su Ming muttered to himself, his words carrying a calm and decisive tone.
He folded the note, stuffed it into his pocket, and glanced around. The wind grew stronger, rustling the surrounding grass. The empty night sky seemed to grow increasingly oppressive, as if a faint sense of unease was creeping in.
Suppressing his anxiety, Su Ming silently moved toward the back of the building. Each step felt like treading on a knife's edge, cautious yet resolute. He noticed that although the building seemed quiet, figures occasionally passed through the corridors near the windows. Through the dim light, he could vaguely see several figures inside, seemingly unaware that he was lurking nearby.
Finally, he stopped in front of the unassuming little door and slowly pulled the handle. The door wasn't locked, seemingly designed to facilitate easy entry and exit, rather than excessive reinforcement. Su Ming stepped inside, gently closed the door, and quickly scanned his surroundings.
The area seemed sparse, consisting of a dimly lit corridor flanked by low-ceilinged rooms. The air was thick with a stale smell, as if from years of accumulated dust. Su Ming took a deep breath, trying to control his slightly accelerated heartbeat. He knew time was running out; he couldn't waste a single second.
He silently passed through the corridor and entered the core area of the building. The surveillance here seemed simple, but Su Ming, with his years of experience, quickly discovered several blind spots. He cleverly avoided these blind spots and continued to advance deeper. His only thought was to find Zheng Yaoxian as soon as possible and complete this tense rescue.
He stopped in front of an iron gate. There were no special markings on the door, but judging by the condensed air and the smell coming through the crack, this must be where Zheng Yaoxian was being held.
Su Ming did not rush to act, but gently pressed the earphone and whispered: "Are you ready?"
Li Chen's voice soon came from the headset, his tone relaxed but with a hint of nervousness: "Everything is ready. Be careful when you move."
"I know." Su Ming answered briefly, his voice full of determination and courage.
He put down his headset and took a deep breath, practically feeling his heartbeat. Zheng Yaoxian, the man who never wavered, had ultimately become the one he needed to personally save. His master had always stood at the forefront, guiding him through every storm. Today, for the first time, he stood before Zheng Yaoxian, hoping to turn the tide.
He quietly pushed the iron door open, a faint sound. Inside, everything was as quiet as he'd expected. The faint light filtering through the iron window outlined a familiar face. Zheng Yaoxian sat slumped in bed, his face pale, his eyes closed. Several visible scars on his body had scabbed over, but were still slightly swollen.
Su Ming's heart suddenly tightened, and his palms instantly sweated. He had never imagined that his master would be injured like this. In his memory, he was always full of energy, with sharp eyes, as if he could see everything. Now, he seemed so fragile and helpless.
"Master..." he called in a low voice, walked to the bed, squatted down, and looked at Zheng Yaoxian with complicated eyes.
Zheng Yaoxian stirred slightly, struggling to open his eyes. The confusion and pain in his eyes were almost unbearable for Su Ming. He suddenly realized that this man, the one he had always relied on, was just an ordinary person who had been teased by fate. At this moment, Zheng Yaoxian's eyes were devoid of his usual stoic composure. Instead, they were filled with the pain of being oppressed to the point of collapse.
"You're here..." Zheng Yaoxian whispered, his voice hoarse, clearly having not spoken for a long time. He forced a smile, but it contained no warmth, only deep exhaustion and helplessness.
"I'm here to save you, Master." Su Ming whispered, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.
Zheng Yaoxian shook his head slightly, a hint of sadness flashing across his eyes. "You shouldn't have come. This place is not a place you can control. You don't understand how complicated all this is."
"I don't care." Su Ming's tone became more determined. "No matter what, I will take you away."
He quickly examined Zheng Yaoxian's injuries. While they didn't appear serious, they hadn't been treated promptly, and many of them were showing signs of infection. He looked around and saw that the room was completely isolated, with no external medical facilities. Clearly, these people had no intention of letting Zheng Yaoxian survive.
"Master, how long can you hold on?" Su Ming asked in a low voice, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.
Zheng Yaoxian's eyes were still blurry, and he seemed a little tired, but he tried to concentrate, and the determination in his eyes remained unchanged: "I can still hold on, as long as you can take me out."