Chapter 155 Where is everyone?

Bai Zeshao ignored the gazes of the others and walked straight up to Gao Fei, smiling faintly. "You hid yourselves quite deeply. If not for the incident with Tian Yaopeng, we probably still wouldn't know where you were."

"Mmm-mm!" With his mouth stuffed, Gao Fei glared at Bai Zeshao with murderous intent, but he could not utter a single word, his face flushed and his neck bulging.

"I know what you want to ask. You probably want to know how I found you," Bai Zeshao said with a smile.

Gao Fei nodded, his eyes filled with utter incomprehension as he looked at Bai Zeshao.

"Heh." Bai Zeshao let out a cold laugh. "You want to know, but I refuse to tell you. I'm going to infuriate you to death."

Bai Zeshao's words so enraged Gao Fei that he kept hopping up and down on the spot. Unfortunately, his limbs had been shattered by gunfire and his mouth was plugged, making his posture indescribably aggrieved.

Ignoring Gao Fei further, Bai Zeshao turned his attention to Sun Yangjie. "Brother Sun, did you only manage to catch two of them?"

"Three others had already committed suicide. These two were also about to kill themselves when I discovered them and stuffed their mouths directly," Sun Yangjie explained.

"Then did you find Tian Yaopeng?" Bai Zeshao asked eagerly.

"No, Tian Yaopeng is not here at all. His one-eyed trademark is too distinct; there is definitely no one-eyed man among those who committed suicide," Sun Yangjie said with certainty.

"How could he not be here? Could it be that this fellow isn't here? Where is he? Where did he go?" Liu Xiaobing asked suspiciously, then looked at Gao Fei on the ground.

Regrettably, Gao Fei merely rolled his eyes and let out a silent, mocking sneer at the group.

"It's no use. This fellow won't talk at all. But even if he doesn't speak, there's still his subordinate beside him," Qin Shuai said with a cunning smile as he looked toward the lackey.

Just then, Gao Fei, despite his shattered limbs, suddenly lunged toward the subordinate.

Before anyone could react in time, he smashed his own head directly into the lackey.

Bang!

The lackey was knocked to the ground, his vision swimming with stars from the unexpected blow.

"Quickly, stop him!" Bai Zeshao shouted urgently.

After exerting a great deal of effort to pry Gao Fei and the lackey apart, everyone gasped aloud.

The lackey's head was a bloody mess—all of it inflicted by Gao Fei smashing his own skull against him with brute force.

The lackey had already passed out, but Gao Fei's gaze toward him remained filled with ferocity.

"These Japanese are truly damn ruthless. Just to avoid revealing Tian Yaopeng's whereabouts, he was willing to kill his own comrade. What do we do now? Are we really going to let that bastard Tian Yaopeng escape again?" Liu Xiaobing asked with utter helplessness.

"No, I believe Tian Yaopeng must still be here. Tell the brothers searching to be thorough. I'm certain there must be a hidden place like a secret room here," Bai Zeshao said with firm conviction.

With that, Bai Zeshao joined the search party himself, yet neither he nor any of the other Special Service Office agents found anything at all.

"Could it be that Tian Yaopeng isn't here at all?" Ren Qiang guessed.

Bai Zeshao did not speak, his inner conviction wavering slightly for a moment, but he quickly steadied himself. "With the wind outside blowing this tight, it's impossible for him to have left."

Frowning, Bai Zeshao once again tapped continuously along the walls and floor, hoping to discover the secret room.

After an unflagging, repeated search by Bai Zeshao, he finally made a breakthrough.

In the storage room at the back of the grocery store, the ceiling above showed signs of having been moved. Although it was not very obvious, it was still detected.

Stepping onto a stool and hoisting himself into the ceiling space, Bai Zeshao was greeted by an entirely different scene.

A neat set of stairs stood there, and the interior of the ceiling was far from as narrow as it appeared from the outside—it had clearly been specially remodeled.

Drawing his pistol, Bai Zeshao cautiously proceeded down the stairs step by step.

As for the others outside, seeing Bai Zeshao go in and knowing he had forbidden them from entering, they could only wait below.

Even so, everyone felt a trace of amazement that the Japanese had set the entrance to the secret room in the ceiling.

Although entering and exiting this way was highly inconvenient, its greatest advantage was concealment.

Inside the secret room:

Walking down the stairs, Bai Zeshao found a room of about forty square meters at the foot of the steps.

The room was quite fully furnished, containing not only a telegraph transmitter but also essential daily supplies, enough to sustain someone for a period of time.

The entire layout of the room could be taken in at a single glance, yet there was no sign of Tian Yaopeng.

Still, Bai Zeshao did not lower his guard. Just as he stepped off the final stair, a dark shadow lunged fiercely from the side.

His pistol was knocked violently away.

However, Bai Zeshao's reflexes were equally swift. Remaining vigilant in his heart, even though his gun was knocked out of his hand, he arched his back and leaned backward as Tian Yaopeng lunged, dodging the attack.

"Team Leader Tian, it really is you. We meet again," Bai Zeshao said with a smile as he looked at the one-eyed Tian Yaopeng.

"Hmph, you brat certainly have some nerve, daring to come in alone. But I'm afraid you can check in, but you won't check out," Tian Yaopeng said, his movements not stopping for a moment.

Fists and feet flew as the two became entangled in combat. One was experienced and seasoned, while the other was young and vigorous; they were evenly matched.

Passing each other in another exchange, Bai Zeshao caught sight of his previously dropped pistol on the ground. Evading Tian Yaopeng's assault, he lunged toward the weapon.

Yet, falling short by just the length of a palm, Bai Zeshao had no choice but to abandon the attempt as a sharp dagger slashed toward him from behind.

Once again, the two locked in close combat. Bai Zeshao gave up the idea of retrieving the gun, but through the prolonged exchange, he had discovered Tian Yaopeng's weakness.

Because of his single eye, his field of vision was obstructed, so Bai Zeshao intentionally aimed his strikes at Tian Yaopeng's eye socket.

Squish!

Seizing the opportunity, Bai Zeshao drove his fingers directly into Tian Yaopeng's blind eye.

Instantly, Tian Yaopeng let out a miserable scream. Seizing the opening, Bai Zeshao unleashed his fury and crippled Tian Yaopeng on the spot.

Looking at Tian Yaopeng, who lay paralyzed on the ground like a dead dog, Bai Zeshao let out a breath and picked up the gun from the floor.

"We've finally caught you. You know, you actually should have died long ago; I never expected you to live this long," Bai Zeshao said, exhaling.

Tian Yaopeng clutched his eye and sneered. "What do you mean?"

"Nothing special. I'm just sending you on your way," Bai Zeshao said, unwilling to say more as he directly raised his gun.

"Wait," Tian Yaopeng suddenly said.

"What, any last words?" Bai Zeshao paused his movements and asked.

"Can you tell me what kind of person you really are?" Tian Yaopeng stared blankly at Bai Zeshao.

"I am naturally a man of the Special Service Office. I don't understand what you mean," Bai Zeshao said with a cold smile.

"No, you understand my meaning. I've always suspected that you are..."

Bang!

Before the final two words could be uttered, Bai Zeshao pulled the trigger. Afterward, seeing a running recording device on the table, he sneered and fired a few casual shots, destroying the equipment.