usenovelgroup Chapter 127 Reverse Detonation, Script Rewritten
Chapter 127 Reverse Detonation, Script Rewritten
Chen Yan withdrew his right hand from the horn casing.
A faint fingerprint was left on the surface of the speaker casing.
The red light flashed twice and then went out completely.
The electrical noise disappeared.
He turned and walked towards the edge of the courtyard.
Leather shoes stepped over the loose cement fragments scattered on the ground.
The fragments made a scraping sound on the sole of the shoe.
Liang Qinian was suspended ten meters below.
The steel cable was embedded in his clothing around his waist.
His hands were tied behind his back with nylon rope.
Chen Yan stepped onto a broken floor slab.
Three rusty steel bars were exposed at the edge of the floor slab.
"The winch is stuck."
Wu Gang gripped the joystick with both hands.
His arm muscles were bulging.
The joystick got stuck in the gears and wouldn't budge.
Deformation at the meshing point of the gears.
Chen Yan bent down and picked up the oil-stained cable.
He threw one end of the cable down into the courtyard.
The knot hit Liang Qinian's shoulder.
Liang Qinian kept his eyes closed and did not react.
Chen Yan grabbed the other end of the cable and wrapped it around the supporting column twice.
"Pull him up."
Chen Yan said.
Wu Gang released the lever, walked over, and took the cable.
Both exerted their strength simultaneously.
The rough rope rubbed against the cement pillar, causing ash and debris to fall.
Liang Qinian's body slowly rose.
Water droplets dripped down his trouser leg.
The sound of metal clanging came from downstairs.
The iron gate slammed against the wall.
The door hinges made a sharp scraping sound.
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed upwards down the stairwell.
The sound of rubber-soled shoes stepping in puddles.
Chen Yan pulled the cable with both hands alternately.
"Four people."
Wu Gang listened to the footsteps.
"I brought my weapons."
Chen Yan dragged Liang Qinian onto the remaining floorboards.
Liang Qinian lay on his side in the floodwater.
Chen Yan untied the steel cable around his waist.
Untie the nylon rope binding your hands behind your back.
Wu Gang walked to the top of the stairs.
He leaned against the wall, gripping the bent, threaded steel bar tightly.
The footsteps reached the fifth floor.
The bright beam of the flashlight swept across the stairwell.
The beam of light shone on the graffiti-covered wall.
Four men wearing black raincoats rushed up to the sixth floor.
The man in the lead was holding an extended machete.
The blade reflects light.
He looked at Liang Qinian on the ground, then at Chen Yan.
"Get rid of them all."
The leading man gave the order.
The four men spread out and surrounded them.
Wu Gang emerged from the shadows.
He walked towards the man in the lead.
The leader gripped a knife with both hands and swung it toward Wu Gang's neck.
Wu Gang lifted the steel bar barrier.
The blade struck the steel bar, sparks flying.
The sound of metal clashing echoed in the courtyard.
Wu Gang flipped his wrist.
The end of the steel bar pierced the man's chin from bottom to top.
The jawbone made a misaligned sound.
The man fell backward.
The machete fell into the puddles.
The second assassin pounced on Wu Gang from the side.
He was holding a baton.
The baton was extended and struck Wu Gang's ribs.
Wu Gang dodged the baton by sidestepping it.
The baton struck the wall, knocking off a piece of plaster.
He grabbed the assassin's wrist with his left hand and folded it downwards.
The sound of a bone breaking rang out.
The assassin opened his mouth.
Wu Gang raised his right knee and struck the assassin in the abdomen.
The assassin knelt on the ground and vomited bile.
The third and fourth people rushed towards Chen Yan at the same time.
Chen Yan stood next to the camera.
He did not back down.
Wu Gang threw the steel bar in his hand.
The steel bars rotate in the air.
It struck the third person's shinbone.
Tibia fracture.
The third person lost their balance and fell into the puddles.
The fourth person rushed in front of Chen Yan.
He raised the dagger in his hand.
The tip of the knife was aimed at Chen Yan's chest.
Chen Yan picked up the tripod that was fixed to the table.
He pressed the gimbal release button.
Pull out the center tube of the tripod.
He swung the metal pipe and smashed it into the fourth man's face.
The fourth person fell to the ground.
Wu Gang walked over and kicked him in the temple.
The fourth person closed their eyes.
Chen Yan put down the metal tube.
He walked over to the man in the lead.
The man was clutching his chin, still struggling.
Chen Yan squatted down.
He reached into the man's raincoat pocket and rummaged around.
He pulled out a black walkie-talkie and a satellite phone.
The walkie-talkie is on.
The frequency band knob is set to channel 3.
Chen Yan pressed the redial button on the satellite phone.
The screen lights up.
The call log shows an internal short number.
Chen Yan took out his phone.
He entered the short number into a test software.
The software begins parsing the base station signal.
The progress bar moves forward on the screen.
Reaching 100%.
A coordinate appears on the screen.
Haihe Hotel.
Top floor suite.
Chen Yan put his phone into his pocket.
"Take him with you."
Chen Yan pointed at the leading man.
Wu Gang grabbed the man by the collar and lifted him up.
Chen Yan carried Liang Qinian on his back.
He picked up the camera with his other hand.
The two walked down the stairs.
The staircase steps were covered with gravel.
Outside the tower.
The rain stopped.
The sound of sirens came from the end of the street.
Red and blue police lights flash alternately.
Three police cars were parked on the side of the road.
The cordon was set up around the tower.
Zhou Man stood outside the cordon.
She spoke to the camera lens behind her.
"Dear viewers, we are now located in the old city of Tianjin."
"Police have cordoned off the abandoned clock tower."
"Reliable sources say that well-known director Chen Yan is suspected of forcing police officers to fall from a building at this location."
Zhou Man looked at the cue card in her hand.
"This incident may be related to the funding sources for his new film."
The iron gate made a sound.
Zhou Man turned her head.
Chen Yan walked out of the iron gate.
The flash went off.
White light illuminated Chen Yan's face, which was covered in cement dust.
Zhou Man rushed forward, holding a recording pen.
Three security guards tried to stop her.
She pushed the security guard's arm away.
"Director Chen, there are rumors that you forced a police officer to jump off a building to cover up your crimes."
"Where is Officer Liang now?"
"Does the funding for your new film involve overseas money laundering?"
Zhou Man asked three questions in a row.
The microphone was almost poking Chen Yan's chin.
Chen Yan stopped in his tracks.
He placed Liang Qinian on the dry stone platform beside him.
Wu Gang stepped forward.
He threw the leader of the group he was carrying into the puddle.
The man lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The flashlight was pointed at the man on the ground and started snapping pictures.
Zhou Man took half a step back.
"What does this mean?"
Zhou Man asked.
Chen Yan took the black walkie-talkie out of his pocket.
He pressed play.
The walkie-talkie has a recording function.
The sound came from the loudspeaker.
"Get rid of them all."
"Fake it an accidental fall."
"President Gu is waiting for news at the Haihe Hotel."
The recording has finished playing.
Chen Yan threw the walkie-talkie at Zhou Man's feet.
"Your news report is incorrect."
Chen Yan looked at Zhou Man.
"It wasn't the director who drove the policeman to his death."
"It was a case of a Palme d'Or winner being murdered by organized crime."
Zhou Man's mouth was open.
She looked down at the walkie-talkie and the killer on the ground.
The photographer pointed his lens at the evidence on the ground.
Police pushed aside reporters and rushed into the scene.
Two police officers pinned the killer to the ground.
An ambulance followed closely behind.
Medical staff carried the stretcher over.
They lifted Liang Qinian onto a stretcher.
Chen Yan followed the stretcher toward the ambulance.
He handed the camera to Wu Gang.
"Give the tape to Su Wan."
Chen Yan said.
"It contains the entire process of Gu Changchuan setting up the scheme."
Wu Gang took the camera and nodded.
Chen Yan boarded the ambulance.
The car door closed.
The ambulance, siren blaring, drove away from the scene.
Inside the train carriage.
Medical staff put an oxygen mask on Liang Qinian.
Connect the electrocardiograph.
Green wavy lines danced on the screen.
The nurse cut open Liang Qinian's soaked police uniform.
The purplish-red marks from the ligature were visible on his waist.
The nurse wiped the broken skin with iodine solution.
Liang Qinian's finger twitched.
He opened his eyes.
His eyes were bloodshot.
His gaze was unfocused before settling on Chen Yan's face.
He raised his right hand.
Pull off the oxygen mask.
"Don't speak."
Chen Yan pressed down on his shoulder.
Liang Qinian struggled to reach his hand into the inside pocket of his police uniform.
He pulled out a folded piece of paper.
The edges of the paper were stained with blood.
He stuffed the piece of paper into Chen Yan's hand.
Chen Yan unfolded the paper.
It is a copy of an international money transfer slip.
The payee's name is Gu Changchuan.
The remitter's name is listed as Shen Fusheng.
The remittance location is Kuala Lumpur.
The date is yesterday.
Liang Qinian grabbed Chen Yan's wrist with his other hand.
His fingers were cold.
"Shen Fusheng..." Liang Qinian looked at Chen Yan.
"I'm going back to China tomorrow."