Chapter 431

Chapter 431 What’s Going On Tonight?

One hour later, the bearded man was lying on the ground like a dead dog, while Su Rui stood up without the slightest trace of fatigue, his eyes gleaming with sharp intensity.

“Very good, that was a beautifully played move. Even I didn’t see it coming.”

As he spoke, Su Rui unhesitatingly twisted the exquisitely crafted lock back and forth a few times and opened the door to the interrogation room.

Just as he had expected, the people outside had been waiting far too long.

The moment Su Rui stepped out, more than a dozen guns were immediately aimed at his head.

It was obvious that during the interrogation, the three colleagues inside had lost contact with those outside, which made the people out here feel that something was very wrong.

Yet even knowing something had happened inside, they had no way to stop it, because the interrogation room of the national security bureau was truly “uniquely designed” — once the door was lightly locked from the inside, it simply could not be opened from the outside.

One guy rushed into the interrogation room, saw the three people collapsed on the floor, and shouted in a panic: “All three are seriously injured, but they’re still breathing!”

With so many guns pointed at his head, Su Rui showed not the slightest fear. He let out three cold laughs and said, “If you have the guts to shoot, then go right ahead and try.”

Under these circumstances, not a single person dared to fire. Su Rui radiated an indescribable aura.

With a mocking smile, Su Rui shoved aside one of the guys blocking his way, then turned and walked off.

Only, the direction he walked was not toward the exit of the national security building, but deeper into it.

The armed men looked at one another, suddenly realizing that their own presence was a joke.

Watching Su Rui’s retreating figure, these people stood there at a complete loss. Even though the bullets in their hands could tear through Su Rui’s body at any moment, not one of them could pull the trigger.

“If this keeps up, how are we going to answer for this when we go back?”

“Forget it, just shoot him dead and say a confrontation broke out between both sides. Otherwise we really can’t explain ourselves. What’s there to be afraid of? I refuse to believe that with this many guns, we can’t kill him.”

At that moment, one of the guys said viciously, his gun barrel trained on Su Rui’s back, the trigger already pressed halfway down.

Give him just one more second, and the bullet would have found its way into Su Rui’s body.

But right at that moment, Su Rui suddenly turned around.

In his hand, no one knew when, a gun had appeared.

It seemed as though he had merely raised his hand, and the guy who had just been clamoring to shoot let out a scream.

Because they were in an enclosed corridor, the gunshot was deafeningly loud.

Everyone’s ears rang with a buzzing sound, and they watched in horror as their colleague’s right hand had been shot clean through, blood flowing freely.

Su Rui put the gun away, his two hands empty once again. He said with a faint sneer, “I only told you to try it, and you actually dared to.”

These guys were on the verge of tears.

Su Rui was simply making fools of them.

The reason they had managed to bring Su Rui back so smoothly was absolutely not because he feared them — he had come entirely of his own accord, and if he wanted to leave, no one could stop him.

Su Rui swept his gaze across these people without lingering any further, and continued walking deeper into the national security building.

At the same time, alarms blared throughout the entire building.

This was, after all, the national security bureau — the decibel level of the gunshot had exceeded the building’s alert threshold.

“The gunshot came from the second floor, get down there and block him off!”

Even though it was the middle of the night, there were still quite a few night-duty personnel at the national security bureau. A group of agents quickly unholstered their weapons and came charging out of their offices.

Since this building had been completed, the alarm had never once been triggered by gunfire.

No one would have imagined that a terrorist could attack the headquarters of the national security bureau, and so their response mechanisms were practically non-existent.

Even though they were the country’s top agents with extensive experience, their response right now was completely inadequate.

These agents were quite capable when operating externally, but inside this building with over a thousand rooms, they had turned into a completely disorganized mess.

Su Rui paid no attention to the agents rushing down the stairwell and walked to the elevator, pressing the button to open the doors.

By the time the elevator doors closed, agents had just come charging out of the stairwell entrance.

They cautiously pressed themselves against the wall and moved forward slowly, but when they reached the elevator, they found it had already reached the eleventh floor.

“Suspect is on the eleventh floor. Split up and block all stairwell exits, the rest of you get up there fast!”

But the elevator only stopped briefly on the eleventh floor before continuing upward.

The person issuing orders had just begun to revise the plan when the elevator, in a manner that felt almost tormenting, stopped again on the twelfth floor.

Then it stopped on the thirteenth, and the fourteenth.

On the fifteenth floor, Su Rui’s figure appeared briefly before the elevator doors closed, leaving behind a row of lit floor buttons.

All the way up to the top floor on the twenty-first, the elevator stopped at every single floor.

“Where’s the surveillance room? Check the cameras on every floor right now. Find out where the suspect is!”

“Checking the cameras takes time. There’s only one person in the surveillance room. Even if they find something, it’ll be too late!”

“Spread out and block every floor. Search carefully!”

Su Rui had used nothing more than the simplest of tricks, yet he had nearly driven these top agents to their breaking point.

Had they been prepared in advance, they would never have performed so poorly.

Because, through the deliberate arrangements of certain individuals, not a single agent had been informed that a special visitor had come to their building’s interrogation room that evening.

And that special visitor had by now strolled leisurely down the long corridor of the fifteenth floor and was already standing outside the office door of the director of the national security bureau’s serious crimes division.

Looking at the director’s name on the door, a cold, sharp expression crossed the corner of Su Rui’s mouth.

He lightly manipulated the door lock with his fingers, and a soft click came from within the lock cylinder — the office, which was classified as one of the highest levels of secrecy within the national security bureau, was opened just like that.

Su Rui walked into the office, turned on the light, and closed the door.

The office was kept very tidy. Su Rui glanced at the photograph on the desk, and a flash of complex emotion crossed his eyes, followed by a growing coldness.

With a casual flick of his hand, the photo in its glass frame was sent flying into the wall, then fell and shattered into pieces.

Some things are always meant to be broken.

Some old acquaintances are always meant to be left behind.

Su Rui sat down in the rather luxurious office chair, crossed his feet up on the desk, closed his eyes, and appeared to be deep in thought.

Meanwhile, the surveillance room still hadn’t found the answer they were looking for, and those clueless national security agents were still running frantically from floor to floor like madmen.

There were far too many classified secrets here — if certain information were stolen and exposed to the public, it would cause an enormous uproar.

Therefore, the intruder who had broken into the national security bureau had to be found.

As for the bearded man and his group, they had already been placed under full control by the agents in the interrogation room.

This also meant they were not national security personnel — they had already been treated as suspects.

Finally, after twenty minutes, the surveillance room had tracked down Su Rui’s whereabouts.

When they cautiously opened that office on the fifteenth floor, they found Su Rui sitting perfectly at ease in the director’s chair.

“Don’t move!”

“Hands on your head, get down!”

To have slipped silently into the director’s office and shaken off so many top agents, Su Rui’s abilities gave them no choice but to be wary.

Su Rui paid no mind to all these threats. He raised his head, smiled, and said softly, “Everyone, it’s been a long time.”

Among the dozen or so agents present, at least ten had already recognized Su Rui at that moment.

To have risen to the rank of ace agent, these individuals had each spent at least five years or more in the national security bureau.

Over the course of their careers as agents, they had witnessed all manner of darkness and conspiracy, but only one thing had shaken them most profoundly.

That was five years ago, when a young man, carrying a bayonet stripped from a rifle, had single-handedly fought his way through half the capital, leaving the five great families drenched in blood.

And after that incident, Su Rui had been held in this very building of the national security bureau, “spending time” with these agents for quite a long while.

Though it was called “spending time,” it was in reality an interrogation.

The rights and wrongs of that matter had actually been crystal clear — the conduct of Jiang Yigang and the others was deeply contemptible, and nearly every agent had sided with Su Rui without hesitation, holding him in the utmost admiration.

At that time, Luo Feiliang had not yet become the leader of the serious crimes fourth unit.

At that time, the glory of the Temple of the Sun had not yet come to be.

These agents all believed that the five great families had brought destruction upon themselves and deserved every bit of their misfortune, while Su Rui being forced into exile for five years was simply going too far.

Sometimes, the side that represents justice is not able to have its rights upheld.

“How did you end up here?”

The moment they recognized Su Rui, some agents had already put away their guns.

A man who was spoken of within the national security bureau as a god of war, a man who had acted for justice without regard for his own safety — how could he possibly be here to steal the bureau’s secrets?

“Brother Rui!”

At that moment, an agent standing at the doorway called out loudly, his voice filled with unmistakable warmth.

Hearing that warm voice, the other agents all showed expressions of puzzlement. When they looked toward the source of the voice, the puzzlement on their faces deepened.

The man who had warmly called Su Rui “Brother Rui” was named Xiang Feng. He was currently regarded as the most promising figure in the agent community — at such a young age he had already taken charge of the seventh serious crimes unit, and his future prospects were beyond measure.

What on earth was going on tonight?

“You are…” Su Rui’s gaze paused for just a moment.

“I’m Xiang Feng. I was once part of the classified combat training division too!”

Xiang Feng seemed somewhat emotional, because anyone selected for the classified combat training division was among the finest special forces soldiers — they had secretly completed countless unknown missions for this country, yet had never once sought recognition.

And virtually everyone in that mysterious unit had one person as their idol, and that person was Su Rui.

Hearing Xiang Feng’s words, the other agents were also stunned.

The classified combat training division — this mysterious unit seemed to exist only in legend, and even these agents who held many secrets had no idea where it was located.

In that moment, it all became clear to everyone why Xiang Feng had been promoted so rapidly. It turned out he had come from that unit.

At this point, all the agents lowered their guns.

“Brother Rui, how did you end up here?” Xiang Feng asked.

“I want to see Ding Muyang.” Su Rui’s smile carried a cold edge. “If any of you can manage it, give him a call for me.”