68: My hands are too thin to be handcuffed
The Fisherman Hat on the second floor laughed, "Officer Ye, very good, I like people who keep their promises."
"What about you? Where is Jiang Waner?" Ye Lin asked.
"No rush. We heard you're good at fighting and running. What if you run away if we don't take some precautions?" The Fisherman Hat said with a sinister smile.
The man who searched him nodded knowingly, pulled out a pair of handcuffs from his body, and motioned for Ye Lin to extend his hands.
Ye Lin's pupils suddenly contracted. These handcuffs were standard issue. The fact that they could get real police equipment meant something.
It meant there were really their people within the police force.
Ye Lin couldn't help but ponder, are these people really just small-time thugs?
At that moment, before seeing Jiang Waner, Ye Lin had no other choice but to obediently let the man put the handcuffs on him.
"Is that enough? Where is she?" Ye Lin looked at the Fisherman Hat above with an annoyed expression.
"Yes. Come up, and I'll show her to you when you're up here," the Fisherman Hat chuckled.
The man who searched him suddenly pushed Ye Lin, sending him up the stairs.
Ye Lin saw the Fisherman Hat's face clearly for the first time up close—a very ordinary face that no one would notice on the street.
Aside from his eyes, which occasionally flickered with a perverted gleam, he was just one of the crowd.
"Where is she?" Ye Lin pressed.
"Officer Ye, please," the Fisherman Hat pointed to the room behind him.
The man behind pushed Ye Lin, sending him inside.
On the floor of the room was Jiang Waner, already tied up.
As soon as she saw Ye Lin enter, she cried out excitedly, but her mouth was gagged, so she could only make muffled sounds.
"I'm here. Can you let her go now?" Ye Lin turned to look at the Fisherman Hat.
"No, no, wait a moment, Officer Ye, our boss wants to see you," the Fisherman Hat said, looking as if he had him cornered.
"A Qiang, keep an eye on them," the Fisherman Hat turned to the man who had searched him earlier.
The man responded, pulled a pistol from his waist, sat down, and watched Ye Lin and Jiang Waner.
The Fisherman Hat then walked out, pulled out his phone, and dialed a number, "Boss, he's here. He's under control, no tail. Don't worry. Okay, okay."
After finishing the call outside, the Fisherman Hat glanced at them with a playful look before leaving.
Ye Lin walked straight to Jiang Waner and removed the cloth from her mouth.
"What are you doing? Do you want to die? Did I tell you to move?" A Qiang pointed the gun at Ye Lin.
Ye Lin said indifferently, "Your boss is still coming. You, this watchdog, shouldn't bark so much."
A Qiang held the gun, stunned for a long time, his face turning from white to red and back to white, swallowing his anger helplessly, and said resentfully, "When Big Brother comes, he'll make you pay."
Ye Lin ignored him, turned, and sat beside Jiang Waner.
"Brother Ye, you shouldn't have come. They have guns. I saw several guns," Jiang Waner said with a hint of complaint.
"Should I have waited for them to kill you?" Ye Lin smiled calmly.
"My life is not as important as yours."
"Silly child, in the eyes of the police, everyone's life is the same, except for criminals." Ye Lin's eyes narrowed as he looked at A Qiang opposite him.
A Qiang sat on a stool, legs crossed, his eyes fixed on Ye Lin, looking as if he wanted to devour him.
Suddenly, Ye Lin said to A Qiang, "Good son, daddy is thirsty. Get me a glass of water."
Hearing this, the veins on A Qiang's face almost exploded, "Kid, are you tired of living?"
"Oh, you dare to call your daddy that? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?" Ye Lin said with a mocking expression.
"I'll f***ing blow your brains out!" A Qiang couldn't take it anymore. He jumped up, his rage overflowing, and pointed the pistol at Ye Lin, "One more word and I'll blow your head off."
Jiang Waner, beside him, was already scared stiff, desperately pulling on Ye Lin's clothes, urging him not to provoke this man any further.
It would be a huge loss if he really shot him.
But Ye Lin seemed unfazed, completely ignoring her tugging, and continued to provoke, "Looking at your stupid face, did a donkey kick your head when you were little?"
At this point, Ye Lin suddenly sighed, "It's also daddy's fault. I didn't look after you well when you were little, and you grew up disfigured."
A Qiang's mind wasn't very sharp to begin with, and being provoked by Ye Lin like this made him even more unbearable. He charged directly at Ye Lin like a wild bull.
The pistol was pressed directly against Ye Lin's forehead. He was panting like an ox, his eyes bloodshot, "If I hear you say one more word, I'll blow your brains out!!!"
"Blow your brains out!!!"
A Qiang's emotions were already very agitated, scaring Jiang Waner beside him so much that she didn't dare to move.
Ye Lin shrugged, "Why so agitated? Calm down, calm down."
"Calm your grandpa," A Qiang's spit was almost on Ye Lin's face.
"I'll show you a magic trick," Ye Lin said with a smile.
A Qiang was about to retort when suddenly, Ye Lin's two hands stretched out, and the handcuffs that should have been on his wrists were gone.
"The handcuffs are gone, isn't that amazing?" Ye Lin laughed.
A Qiang reacted suddenly, and the hand holding the pistol was about to pull the trigger.
Ye Lin's previously curled legs suddenly spun upwards in a kick, striking A Qiang in the groin.
"Ouch!"
A scream!
A Qiang, as if frozen, clutched his groin, then fell straight to the ground, his body curled up like a cooked prawn.
Ye Lin went up and punched him in the temple. A Qiang instantly passed out, his body still twitching a few times.
Ye Lin picked up A Qiang's pistol from the ground, checked the magazine, and found 8 rounds of ammunition left. Not bad.
Jiang Waner watched all this dumbfounded, "How did you escape from the handcuffs?"
Ye Lin smiled calmly, "My wrists are thin, they couldn't hold me."
With that, he quickly untied Jiang Waner's ropes.
Jiang Waner looked disbelieving, picked up his hand and examined it for a long time, even comparing it to her own arm, "They're not thin at all."
Ye Lin pretended not to hear. What nonsense, she's not stupid, she knows how handcuffs work.
He escaped from the handcuffs entirely by relying on the [Bone Shrinking Technique] given by the system. And surprisingly, it was really suitable for this purpose. Ye Lin only used a little force and got his hands out of the handcuffs.
The commotion inside the room wasn't very loud and didn't attract the attention of the people at the door.
Ye Lin told Jiang Waner to hide behind the room, where there were several tables that could block bullets.
According to her description just now, more than just A Qiang and the Fisherman Hat should have guns among these people.
Ye Lin cautiously walked to the window and peeked out.
The Fisherman Hat and a group of his subordinates stood in the middle of the factory building downstairs, looking towards the main gate, seemingly waiting for someone.