Chapter 220: Get Up, What Are You Sleeping For!

In the temporary room next to the medical station, Lin Guodong curled up on the hard bed,

Lin Chen's words echoing repeatedly in his mind. The temptation of resurrecting Liu Mei and the nine-out-of-ten-death mission were like two stones,

pressing so hard he couldn't breathe. He raised his hand to rub his aching temples,

his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and not long after, he leaned against the head of the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

On the small bed at the other end of the room, Lin Xiaoxiao was holding a tattered cloth doll, also sleeping very soundly, tear stains still hanging at the corners of her eyes.

The door was gently pushed open, and a black shadow flashed in, footsteps very light,

yet still bringing a gust of wind. The black shadow walked to Lin Guodong's bed, looking down at him;

it was Zhao Hu of the Iron Hand Group. He had previously bribed a handyman at the medical station,

and slipped in during the shift change. Zhao Hu crouched down, whispering into Lin Guodong's ear: "Lin Guodong, wake up."

Lin Guodong was sleeping very soundly and didn't react. Zhao Hu pushed his shoulder again,

his voice lowered, yet carrying a trace of ruthlessness: "Don't pretend to be asleep, I know you're awake.

Leader Zhou said, as long as you defect during the action the day after tomorrow and help us capture Lin Chen, not only can we spare your life, but we can also give you a large amount of grain, letting you take Xiaoxiao and fly far away."

Lin Guodong's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, seeing Zhao Hu's face,

trembling all over from fear, wanting to shout, but his mouth was tightly covered by Zhao Hu.

"Don't shout,

no one will come to save you here.

" Zhao Hu's voice was like a viper's tongue, "Think about it carefully: what kind of person is Lin Chen?

He killed your wife, and now he's using you to capture Leader Zhou; after he finishes using you, both you and your daughter will have to die. Only by following us is there a way to live."

Lin Guodong struggled and shook his head, his eyes full of fear and hesitation.

Zhao Hu released his hand, took a dagger from his pocket, and pressed it against Lin Guodong's neck: "I know what you're thinking; don't think Lin Chen can resurrect your wife,

that's all a lie! He's just trying to make you risk your life! I'll give you two choices: either defect, or die right now, and your daughter too."

"I... I'll consider it.

" Lin Guodong's voice trembled, the cold touch on his neck making him not dare to move.

"No time for you to consider." Zhao Hu's dagger pressed in even further, a bead of blood seeping out,

"Action the day after tomorrow, you must make a move at the secret door of the warehouse, and lure Lin Chen into the trap.

If you dare to play tricks, I guarantee your daughter will die even more miserably than your wife."

Zhao Hu said, put away the dagger, and glanced at Lin Xiaoxiao on the bed,

sneering, and turned to slip out of the room silently. The door was gently closed,

Lin Guodong slumped on the bed, gasping for breath, his hand covering the wound on his neck,

tears flowing silently. He looked at the ceiling, his heart in a chaotic mess; defecting is death, not defecting is also death; he didn't know what he should do.

He didn't know how much time had passed when the room door was kicked open violently, and Lin Chen walked in,

his face cold. He saw Lin Guodong slumped on the bed, his eyes even colder.

Just now, when Zhao Hu slipped in, he was discovered by the Starfire Group team members guarding outside,

and immediately reported to him; he waited specifically for Zhao Hu to leave before coming in.

Lin Chen walked to the bedside, looking at Lin Guodong, who was still dazed,

and raised his hand to give him a loud slap.

"What are you sleeping for, get up!"

Lin Chen's voice was like a thunderclap, echoing in the room.

Lin Guodong was hit and turned his head, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, instantly waking up,

looking at Lin Chen, shrinking his body in fear: "Team Leader Lin... I..."

"I don't need to repeat what Zhao Hu said to you." Lin Chen's gaze was like a knife,

"Did you think I didn't know he came in? I just wanted to see if you would be tempted."

Lin Guodong shook his head hurriedly, carrying a sobbing tone,

"I wasn't tempted!

I wasn't!

I promised you,

I would be your dog,

I won't defect!"

"Better be that way." Lin Chen snorted coldly, turning his head to look at Lin Xiaoxiao on the small bed nearby;

she had been startled awake by the sound of the slap, and was opening her eyes, looking timidly toward this side,

not daring to cry out. Lin Chen walked over, kicked her on the butt, his voice severe, "If you're awake, get up, don't pretend to be dead here!"

Lin Xiaoxiao let out a muffled groan from the pain, tears instantly welling up, but she still struggled to climb up from the bed, standing by the bedside, lowering her head, her fingers clutching the hem of the cloth doll tightly.

Lin Chen looked at the father and daughter huddled together, his voice without a trace of warmth: "The conditions Zhao Hu gave you are better than mine, aren't they? You can choose to defect, but you must remember: as long as you dare to have crooked thoughts, not only will you die, your daughter will die, and don't even think about resurrecting your wife."

Lin Guodong knelt to the ground hurriedly, kowtowing incessantly: "I don't dare! I really don't dare! Team Leader Lin, please believe me! I will definitely help you capture Zhou Bao and complete the mission you entrusted!"

Lin Chen ignored his pleading, walked to the window, and pulled open the curtains; the moonlight outside shone in,

falling on the ground, forming a pale beam of light. "The route and plan for the day after tomorrow's action have been changed."

Lin Chen turned around, throwing a piece of paper to Lin Guodong, "This is the new route; memorize it clearly; if you remember even one word wrong, bear the consequences yourself."

Lin Guodong picked up the paper, opening it tremblingly; the handwriting on it was wild and cursive,

yet written very clearly. He didn't dare to be negligent, immediately starting to recite, fearing he would remember even one word wrong.

Lin Xiaoxiao stood to the side, looking at her father's appearance, tears falling even harder, but still not daring to make any sound.

Lin Chen looked at him, his gaze sharp, as if confirming whether he was lying. After ten-plus minutes, Lin Guodong finally memorized the route, not missing a single word. "Very good." Lin Chen nodded, "Remember what you said today, and remember Zhao Hu's threat. If you dare to betray me, I will let you know what it means to be worse than dead."

Lin Guodong nodded forcefully, clutching the paper in his hand, his knuckles turning white. He knew he had no way out; he either followed Lin Chen, captured Zhou Bao, and exchanged for the opportunity to resurrect Liu Mei, or he would die with his daughter at the hands of the Iron Hand Group or Lin Chen.

Lin Chen turned and walked toward the door; when he reached the door, he paused his steps, turning back to look at Lin Guodong: "Tomorrow morning, gather at headquarters; one minute late, you know the consequences."

Lin Guodong responded hurriedly: "Understood, Team Leader Lin, I will definitely arrive on time."

Lin Chen didn't speak anymore, pushed the door open, and walked out; the door was closed, emitting a 'bang' sound.

The room returned to silence, only Lin Guodong's gasping and Lin Xiaoxiao's suppressed crying remaining. Lin Guodong lifted his head, looking at the moonlight outside the window, his eyes full of despair and firmness.