Chapter 482

Feng Yuhuai abruptly stood up from the sofa, her lips trembling uncontrollably.

The sound from the TV continued, but her temples throbbed violently, and countless horrifying thoughts crashed around in her mind like startled bats.

She walked quickly to the window, fingers clutching the curtains tight, the fabric bunching into a ball in her palm.

Outside the window, the night was quiet.

The streetlights were dark, tree shadows swayed, and the occasional night breeze brushed past, like ghostly shadows.

"There's not a single person outside?!!"

Feng Yuhuai's pupils contracted to needle points, her gaze sweeping every shadow.

Behind that old pagoda tree, are there Constables from the Patrol Bureau hiding?

On the rooftop across the way, are there snipers from the Investigation Bureau lying in ambush?

Even... if it's the Executive Government, would they dispatch one or two "Night Watchmen" to set up a blockade?

Actually...

Leaving aside whether the news from the TV station is credible, and even if the Executive Government really got the "video," they might not necessarily make a big move against Feng Yuhuai.

After all, in that unaired "video," Feng Yuhuai doesn't even count as the protagonist.

But in Feng Yuhuai's perspective, she is the absolute protagonist of her own life's script.

Since it concerns herself, no matter how she thinks about it and magnifies her own dangerous situation, it's never excessive.

In the past, Feng Yuhuai could still find ways to wheedle Patrol Bureau intelligence out of her father, but that path was just now personally blocked off by her own hand.

Done for, she's starting to miss the days when her father was around.

Feng Yuhuai's face suddenly darkened like ink, a blood-colored undercurrent surging in the depths of her eyes.

The next second.

"Boom——!"

A deafening explosion tore through the night sky, the entire window trembling in the shockwave, blinding firelight rising from the direction of the distant road.

Feng Yuhuai's pupils contracted into trembling rings in an instant.

"They're here? Come to find me?!!"

A chill welled up in Feng Yuhuai's heart, the Divine Detective genes inherited from Feng Ju stirring.

As for why the explosion happened before they even entered the residential compound... this is most likely "Fate" secretly protecting her again.

"Run——, run fast, I absolutely cannot stay at home, otherwise, if I'm truly surrounded, I'll be trapped with no escape!"

Feng Yuhuai hurriedly pulled the curtains shut, turned, and rushed out the door.

Feng Mu watched Imoto walking out in a fluster, and asked with concern: "It's so late, where are you going?"

Bang——

The only reply was the heavy sound of the door closing.

Feng Mu looked at the trembling door panel, the light in his eyes behind the lenses dimming, and murmured: "Truly, the bigger she gets, the less polite she becomes."

The kitchen sliding door rattled open, and Wang Xiuli poked her head out.

"Yuhuai went out too?" Her brows knitted into a worried knot.

Feng Mu turned to look at Mother, smiling:

"Mhm, I asked her but she wouldn't say, just went out absent-minded like that, sigh, the girl's grown up, has her own little secrets now."

Feng Mu shook his head helplessly: "Mom, you don't think Yuhuai is... dating, do you?"

Wang Xiuli's brows furrowed slightly, gazing at the tightly shut security door.

"Mom, alright, stop worrying blindly."

Feng Mu gently adjusted his glasses, a face of pure filial piety, and said in a gentle voice:

"They've all left, but I'm not the same as them, I'll always stay with you."

Feng Yuhuai didn't dare go toward the building doorway, instead, she headed for the rooftop.

The rooftop door lock had long since rusted, and she tore it off with one pull.

The night wind howled as it poured in, blowing away the broken strands of hair at her temples.

She crouched low, stalking to the edge of the roof like an alert feline.

When she reached the roof's edge, her right eye suddenly bulged strangely.

With a soft "pop," the eyeball actually detached from the socket, suspended in mid-air by only a few strands of blood-red silk.

The floating eyeball rotated three hundred sixty degrees, overlooking the scene below.

"Strange, there's really no one downstairs, I have to escape fast!"

Feng Yuhuai suddenly raised her right hand, a blood-red silk thread shooting from her fingertip with a "swish," piercing straight into the wall of the rooftop across the way.

Hiss——

The thread sharply retracted, like a contracting spider silk.

Feng Yuhuai pushed off lightly with her feet, sweeping through the high air like a human spider, and while mid-air shot out another red thread, pulling herself to swing rapidly toward a farther point.

In a few leaps, her figure had turned into a flickering spider-shadow in the night.

Just as she was about to swing out of the residential compound range, she suddenly shuddered all over, the red thread snapping abruptly, and her whole body plummeted heavily to the ground.

The ground was empty, nothing there, only a few withered leaves spinning in the night wind.

"Wait, my dad's such a big car, who drove it away?"

"That's not right, my dad was lying in the car, who has the guts to drive his car away?"

Feng Yuhuai's brain spun wildly, from her returning home to turning back, only a few short minutes had passed.

If someone discovered the corpse and called the police, they shouldn't drive the car away; but if it's a car thief, how would they steal a blue-white car, and with a corpse inside at that?

The night wind suddenly turned sinister and bone-chilling.

Feng Yuhuai stared wide-eyed, carefully scanning her surroundings; there were no discarded corpses in the weed thickets, only a single set of tire tracks, and judging by the route it was headed toward the outside of the Residential Compound, just like...

Just like the person inside the Car had started the engine themselves.

This thought made the fine hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

"It couldn't be..."

She suddenly laughed nervously,

"Dad woke up on his own, and then drove the Car away, right?"

The white Cold Chain Truck sped along the Road.

"Distance to arrival estimated at 1 Minute remaining."

Zhao Jingyi held the Tablet and reported to Zuo Bai.

Zuo Bai opened his mouth but had not yet managed to speak.

The drastic change came without any warning.

The cargo compartment was as if bitten by an invisible giant beast, the Metal Shell splitting apart amid a piercing twisting sound.

Zhao Jingyi only felt her body suddenly go weightless, her whole person thrown into the air.

At the critical moment, she instinctively grabbed the edge of the cold storage, yet was still flung hard by inertia into the Metal edges.

Amid dizziness, she saw the entire carriage crushed like a Paper box, scorching fire waves pouring back in like a tide.

"Boom——"

Only then did the deafening roar of the fuel tank Explosion reach her ears.

The ten-ton Truck was tossed into midair like a toy, the Metal Skeleton twisting and deforming in the fierce flames, emitting a bone-chilling groan.

The instant the fuel tank burst, orange-red fire tongues spewed forth like a wicked dragon's breath, Glass shards and Metal chunks scattering like rain.

Chain collisions spread like dominoes.

Sedans were flipped by the Shockwave, spinning on the Road surface; a bus overturned and slid, scraping out a Spark trail fifty meters long; a Truck carrying steel pipes braked urgently, dozens of steel pipes penetrating forward vehicles like javelins.

Wails and Alarms tore at the air, the sharp shrieks of twisting Metal and the muffled booms of Explosions rising and falling in succession.

When the burning Cold Chain Truck finally slammed back to the ground and slid dozens of meters, the deformed carriage door suddenly burst open from the inside.

Several charred figures leaped out one after another, roaring furiously at the sky:

"Who, who is attacking us?"

End of Chapter