Chapter 1116: He Really Thinks He

He took a deep breath, his tone grave: "The few who planted the explosives died in the chaos, and the remaining ones have no idea where they put them. Right now, we don't know if their backers have set up backup plans—or if they're still hoping for luck. If there are still their people on this train, the consequences are unthinkable."

The train conductor hadn't expected these people to be so cunning: "What do we do now?"

"I've already sent people to every carriage."

As they spoke, someone dragged a prisoner toward them: "Captain Xiong, just as you said—there were setups in the other carriages too. This kid tried to act during the chaos, but passengers spotted and subdued him."

Upon hearing they'd caught one, Captain Xiong immediately had the man brought to the front dining car and began interrogating him on the spot.

But this man was just a peripheral figure, and it was his first mission—he knew nothing at all.

With no other option, the train conductor and Captain Xiong arranged teams to conduct a full search of the entire train.

At that moment, Mi Aijun arrived at this carriage with a train attendant to assist in the search.

After deliberately asking Mi Aijun about the situation, Liu Chuxue said: "I'll join you."

Wan Qing, who had always disliked Liu Chuxue, stepped forward to sneer: "What kind of time is this to be causing trouble? You really think you're something important."

Liu Chuxue ignored her. Just then, the train conductor and Captain Xiong walked over. She stood up immediately: "I've had a keen sense of smell since childhood. I request to join the search."

Mi Aijun quickly spoke a few words to the two leaders. Captain Xiong glanced at Liu Chuxue and nodded: "Alright. You're with our team. We'll search from front to back."

Liu Chuxue quickly understood—they were doing a re-check.

She nodded: "Fine."

The three of them began checking each carriage one by one, moving backward.

After checking five carriages in a row with no issues, and other search teams reporting no suspicious items either,

but earlier interrogations had revealed two men claiming there were still two more explosives on board—had those men lied on purpose, or had they simply missed them?

Captain Xiong ordered everyone to search again, ensuring not a single spot was overlooked.

As they searched, passengers grew terrified, fearing their own carriage might harbor danger. Everyone became paranoid; some even broke down crying.

Seeing this wasn't working, Liu Chuxue whispered a few words to the train conductor.

Minutes later, the train's PA system broadcasted: first an apology, then a plea for calm—continued shouting and crying would interfere with the staff's judgment and might allow the enemy agents to succeed.

After being broadcast five or six times in succession, the carriages gradually fell silent.

Just as they reached the fourth-to-last carriage, Liu Chuxue suddenly heard a faint sound beneath the train.

When she tried to listen again, the sound vanished.

She suddenly realized something and immediately released her spiritual sense toward the train's roof.

What she saw sent a chill down her spine—two figures were crouched on top, and not far from them, explosives had been placed. Sweat instantly broke out on her forehead—this involved the lives of everyone on the train.

She quickly grabbed Captain Xiong and the train conductor, made a shushing gesture, then pointed upward.

She mouthed to them: "There are people above."

The train conductor reacted immediately, whispering something into Captain Xiong's ear.

Captain Xiong nodded and swiftly issued orders.

Though both he and the train conductor had doubts about Liu Chuxue's claim, this wasn't the time to question her.

Instead of checking each carriage one by one, the group sprinted rapidly toward the last carriage.

They could sprint because the last two carriages carried cargo, not passengers.

The train conductor reached the rear, pulled a key from his belt, unlocked the door, then turned to Captain Xiong: "Stay safe."

Captain Xiong gestured to the men behind him; they dashed out, climbing the ladder onto the roof.

Seeing them move, Liu Chuxue turned back. Near the spot beneath the crouching agents, she signaled passengers to open the windows. After searching around, she found a fishing rod and borrowed a red gauze scarf from a young girl.

Since there was moonlight outside, she figured the comrades on the roof would see what was extended from the window.

With her spiritual sense, she knew the men on top had likely been lying there for a long time—unless there was a major disturbance, they wouldn't look back. She wanted to warn the climbing comrades: once they reached her signaled spot, they must not make any loud noise, or they'd alert the men ahead.

Beyond the scarf's position, they could move a bit faster.

After all, the other man crouched near the front of the train couldn't see the rear—so Captain Xiong's team had to act swiftly, denying the enemy any chance to react, or all their efforts would be wasted.

Captain Xiong understood this perfectly. That's why they didn't attack from both ends—the two agents faced forward; only a surprise strike could ensure maximum safety.

When Captain Xiong saw the scarf extending from the window, he first thought it was an enemy signal. He leaned to the edge and looked down—Liu Chuxue instantly switched on her flashlight in her other hand.

The timing was perfect: he saw the figure clearly, and she turned it off immediately.

Captain Xiong had sharp eyesight—he recognized them as allies and instantly understood Liu Chuxue's signal.

He gave a hand signal to the two men behind him, then sped forward.

Only after passing the scarf's position did they slow down.

But despite their caution, the enemy agents were trained. Just as they neared the first man, he finally noticed them.

Luckily, Captain Xiong had prepared. The instant the man turned, Captain Xiong dropped low, surged up, and lunged at him.

He grabbed the man tightly and rolled—his outstretched hand missed, but they nearly tumbled off the train.

The two men rushing up behind quickly grabbed their legs.

The man opened his mouth to scream—Captain Xiong, ready for this, dislocated his jaw.

At the same moment, the two teammates strained with all their strength and pulled the two men, who had half their bodies hanging out, back onto the roof. It was terrifyingly close.

Even Captain Xiong felt a surge of relief.

Once he regained his composure, he struck the man brutally—dislocating his arms and legs, leaving him writhing in unbearable pain.

The train's last two carriages were postal cars. Including the front ones, there were seventeen carriages total. The position of the agent crouched ahead was nine carriages away—this commotion went completely unnoticed by him.

Leaving one man to guard the unconscious agent, Captain Xiong and another comrade crept forward.