455: Chapter 455: Shot 455: Chapter 455: Shot Upon exiting the Public Security Bureau, she saw that Song Qingyu’s car was still parked there.
Tangyu chuckled and walked over to get in the car, “You’re still waiting for me?”
“I brought you here; of course, I should take you back.
It’s important to see things through,” Song Qingyu said.
“Going back is so boring.
Those three women are all online, reading posts, and laughing at me.
Let’s go have some fun instead,” Tangyu suggested.
She hadn’t seen the cold beauty Song Qingyu in a while and thought it would be nice to spend some time alone with her to perhaps cultivate their relationship.
After all, affection is like QQ; it can also be nurtured.
Normally, if you nurture it for a year, shouldn’t it at least upgrade to the rank of the sun?
And if you use some kind of cheat or speed-up, then that rank could be reached even faster.
“I don’t have time; I still have things to do,” Song Qingyu stated.
“No problem, I can help you with that.
I’ll accompany you,” Tangyu offered.
“No need, I have to return to the police station,” Song Qingyu replied.
“That’s fine too.
The police station can be fun as well.
It’s been a long time since my last visit.
Do you have any prisoners you can’t interrogate?
I can help you out with that.
When it comes to interrogation, I have my methods,” Tangyu boasted.
Song Qingyu looked at Tangyu coldly; sensing her demeanor, Tangyu quickly said, “Alright then, just take me back to the apartments.”
“Okay,” Song Qingyu nodded, and Tangyu pursed her lips.
Why was this woman becoming colder?
Something wasn’t right.
This feeling seemed a bit off.
“What did they want with you?” After a moment of silence, Song Qingyu suddenly asked.
“Nothing much.
They just wanted me to join,” Tangyu said offhandedly.
No sooner had she finished speaking than Song Qingyu hit the brakes hard, staring at Tangyu with wide eyes showing a clear hint of surprise.
Tangyu looked at Song Qingyu and asked, “Why such a big reaction?”
“Is it a big reaction?
I think it’s quite mild.
National Security, do you know what that implies?” Song Qingyu asked.
“It seems I know a little bit,” Tangyu said.
Song Qingyu hesitated for a moment but still patiently explained, “You should know about the Special Forces.
We have many Special Forces units; each military region has its own ace Special Forces team.
When you hear ‘Special Forces’, I believe the first thing that comes to your mind is ‘awesome’, right?
Special Forces have become synonymous with the upper echelon of soldiers, a name that commands respect.
Above the Special Forces is the even more secretive and powerful National Security.
Being in National Security, even if you’re not in a low-level position, wherever you go, you’ll receive treatment from all walks of life.
For instance, even if you commit an offense, no police department or military unit has the authority to arrest you — National Security has to handle it themselves.
Joining that ranks you as among the dragons.”
What Tangyu didn’t care about was the wielding of life-and-death authority, which did pique her interest.
Also, the power to strike before being questioned – wasn’t that essentially like having an Imperial Sword in her hand?
“That impressive?” Tangyu asked.
“Of course, and that’s just part of it.
There’s so much more power that I’m not fully aware of, plus the authority to carry a firearm at any location,” Song Qingyu said.
After some thought, Tangyu said, “So, according to what you’re saying, if I join National Security, I could theoretically go straight to Jinyang Palace and end Liu Dingyang with one shot, and no one would dare to trouble me, right?”
“…”
“In theory, that’s the case; the police wouldn’t have the authority to trouble you.
However – that doesn’t mean National Security won’t trouble you, and it doesn’t mean the Liu Family won’t trouble you either.
The Liu Family’s influence is not small; don’t consider such thoughts, it’s very dangerous,” Song Qingyu said.
Tangyu laughed, “I was just joking.
Even with that kind of authority, I wouldn’t want to use it.
I refused.
No matter how high the position, it’s of no use to me.
Living my current life is the best.
I don’t want it disrupted by anything.”
“What, you turned it down?” Song Qingyu was quite shocked, looking at Tangyu somewhat astonished.
“Yeah, I turned it down.
Is there a need for such a big reaction?” Tangyu said with an air of nonchalance as if she had refused a trivial matter.
“…”
After watching Tangyu for a long while, Song Qingyu was somewhat at a loss for words, not knowing what else to say.
“You’re probably the first to refuse an invitation from National Security.
Anyway, it’s your choice.
You have your reasons for making this choice.
It’s your own path to walk, and no one else has the right to interfere.”
“Heh, you do understand me,” Tangyu chuckled.
Just then, Tangyu’s eyebrows faintly twitched, an ominous premonition suddenly arising in her heart.
With a quick glance, she saw a motorcycle charge out from both sides of the car, the riders covered up, revealing only their eyes.
They each drew a gun and aimed inside the stationary car, which had become a sitting duck.
She had been too engrossed in talking to Song Qingyu, letting her guard down to the lurking danger.
“Bang!
Bang!”
Even with suppressors, the jarring noise tensed Tangyu’s nerves.
In one swift move, she tackled Song Qingyu to the ground and pulled out her service weapon to return fire.
Only after confirming the departure of the two assassins did Tangyu sit up, for the first time fully pressing down on Song Qingyu, which wasn’t an entirely unpleasant sensation.
Song Qingyu’s face was ice cold as she scanned the surroundings and the inside of the car.
The car windows had been completely shattered, and there were several holes in the vehicle.
“Damn it, broad daylight, and someone is bold enough to commit such a crime, completely disregarding the law,” Song Qingyu said furiously.
It was a police car, and still, gunmen dared to open fire on a main road, a blatant disrespect to the law’s authority.
“Tangyu, these people could have been targeting you.
I wanted to warn you about this, to be careful, but I didn’t expect the attackers to act so swiftly, striking like this.
These two assassins are probably just a probing force.
The power of the Three Tigers of Yun Province shouldn’t be underestimated,” Song Qingyu said, frowning.
“How about this, Tangyu, when we get back, I’ll request Huo Ting for additional police protection for you and your friends.
We must not give the Second Tiger any openings.
Still, you need to be extra cautious yourself,” advised Song Qingyu.
After speaking, she looked at Tangyu, her brow furrowed with concern.
“Um, Tangyu, is something wrong?
Your complexion doesn’t look good.
Why aren’t you saying something?
What’s that smell?
Is that blood?
Have you been shot?”
Tangyu’s lips twitched slightly, her cheeks flushing—not with the flush of blood, but with embarrassment.
She’d never been hurt before, never even suffered a minor scrape, and today she had the dubious honor of being shot.
If her master found out, she would be scolded to death.
If Xiaoyu and Lengzi knew, they would laugh her to death.
It was indeed depressing for Tangyu to get shot.
However, it wasn’t really her fault—the confined space inside the car and the need to protect Song Qingyu, combined with the car being stationary and turning into an easy target.
With the assailants firing several rounds from both sides, it was lucky that Tangyu was hit by only one bullet.
“Where did you get shot?
Let me see,” Song Qingyu insisted, her face filled with urgent concern, gratitude evident in her eyes.
“Don’t look, just please hurry and take me to the hospital,” Tangyu said.
Song Qingyu looked at Tangyu, puzzled for a moment, “You’re not telling me—you’ve been shot in the butt, have you?”
“…” Tangyu’s face grew even redder.
How could she admit to that?
“I’ll get you to the hospital right now,” Song Qingyu withdrew her gaze and promptly drove off at high speed.
Princess Apartments.
“Haha, I’m dying of laughter.
What a genius, absolutely a genius.
This post has smeared Good Guy Brother beyond recognition,” Zhao Yaya continued looking at the strange and varied posts online, never a shortage of idle troublemakers on the internet, which never lacks for idiots.
Guo Momo and Lin Feifei had already lost interest in the posts and had switched to watching TV.
“It’s already noon, why hasn’t Good Guy Brother come back yet?
Momo, aren’t you cooking?” Zhao Yaya suddenly asked.
“It’s about time to start cooking,” Guo Momo glanced at the clock and replied.
“Good Guy Brother is really something, just leaving us at home while he goes off to have fun, and with a woman, no less.
Feifei, I told you you need to keep a closer eye on Good Guy Brother, so he doesn’t go messing around with other flowers,” Zhao Yaya commented.
Lin Feifei rolled her eyes at Zhao Yaya, “Stop talking nonsense, kid.
Just focus on your posts.”
At that moment, Lin Feifei’s phone suddenly rang.
It was Song Qingyu calling.
Lin Feifei answered immediately: “What?
Qingyu, you’re saying Tangyu is hurt, shot, and now at Donglin First Hospital?
Oh okay, I’ll come right over.”
Zhao Yaya leaped to her feet, eyes wide with shock, “What, Good Guy Brother is hurt?
Shot?
How could that be?
Good Guy Brother is so capable, the superhero in my heart.
How could he get hurt?
That doesn’t make sense.
It’s not April Fool’s Day, is it?
This joke is a little too much.
Anyway, I don’t believe it.”
Guo Momo’s expression changed, worry flashing in her eyes, “Stop it, Yaya.
Let’s hurry to the hospital.
I’ll grab the car keys.”
“Fine, fine,” pouted Zhao Yaya, and the three women quickly headed for Donglin First Hospital.
Thankfully, the media reporters at the door had already left; otherwise, it would have been difficult for them to leave smoothly.