Traveling through time with spatial abilities, the scientific research genius is a little sweet.

Chapter 238 Taking hostages
Just as Zhou Zheng was about to run out of the train door, he was entangled by Fang Yongjie.

Although Fang Yongjie is young, he is not lacking in the passion to dedicate himself to the people.

Facing Zhou Zheng wielding a kitchen knife, he did not back down but charged forward fearlessly.

After bandaging the wounded man, Su Nuannuan hid behind a seat and secretly watched the scene.

Faced with this scene, Su Nuannuan felt no fear.

The reason she was unwilling to leave was because she was worried that Zhou Zheng would hurt someone again.

Moreover, the reason Fang Yongjie targeted Zhou Zheng was because of her. She was worried that Fang Yongjie would get hurt because of it.

Su Nuannuan frowned as she watched Zhou Zheng and Fang Yongjie fight.

Now, almost everyone around has run away, leaving only Zhou Zheng and Fang Yongjie.

Because Zhou Zheng had a kitchen knife, Fang Yongjie dared not approach. He held a pistol, aiming it at Zhou Zheng.

Fang Yongjie is still too young.

He held the pistol but did not fire immediately. Instead, he patiently persuaded Zhou Zheng.

"Comrade, please put down the kitchen knife. Don't make a futile struggle."

Su Nuannuan's vision went black the moment she saw it.

At this moment, there was no one around Zhou Zheng, making it a good opportunity to arrest him.

After he had already injured several passengers, Fang Yongjie could have opened fire and arrested Zhou Zheng.

However, Fang Yongjie has now given Zhou Zheng a chance to catch his breath, and Su Nuannuan can already imagine what will happen next.

It was pretty much as Su Nuannuan had predicted.

Fang Yongjie was soft-hearted and didn't want to fire.

Just then, a middle-aged woman walked in through the train door, leading a little boy.

They came in from the direction directly facing Zhou Zheng.

Upon seeing the two of them, both Su Nuannuan and Fang Yongjie showed signs of unease.

The middle-aged woman with the little boy was also not very bright. When she saw Zhou Zheng holding a kitchen knife and Fang Yongjie holding a gun, she screamed and let go of the little boy's hand in fright.

The woman's scream drew Zhou Zheng's attention.

When Zhou Zheng saw Fang Yongjie staring intently at him and the train attendants gathering in his direction, he knew that he couldn't escape this situation today.

In a flash, Zhou Zheng seized the opportunity, scooped up the little boy, embraced his upper body, and then held the blade of the cleaver across the boy's thin, white neck.

Upon witnessing this scene, both Su Nuannuan and Fang Yongjie's pupils contracted.

Su Nuannuan clenched her hands, staring intently at the kitchen knife in Zhou Zheng's hand.

Fang Yongjie now deeply regrets his actions; he shouldn't have been so soft-hearted.

The train conductor, who had just finished evacuating the crowd, surrounded the scene with several armed train attendants.

Su Nuannuan and several injured people hid behind a row of chairs, unnoticed by the train conductor.

Of course, it's also because they don't have time to pay attention to them. Right now, their attention is all on Zhou Zheng, who is holding the child hostage.

The train conductor's face could be described as ashen.

He was a soldier who had transferred from the military, and his ruthless aura was chilling. Unlike Fang Yongjie, who was soft-hearted, he had eyes like eagle hooks, locked onto Zhou Zheng, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Release the hostages, and we'll let you go."

Despite saying this, the stern-faced train conductor did not order his subordinates to put down their guns.

Faced with the stern-faced train conductor, Zhou Zheng was afraid, but he also knew that if he really released the people as he was told, then hell would be waiting for him.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zheng loosened his grip on the kitchen knife.

A bloodstain suddenly appeared on the boy's fair neck.

The boy was trembling, his lips were pale, and his eyes were filled with fear. But he couldn't utter a single word.

The boy's mother collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, pleadingly looking at Zhou Zhengdao. "Comrade... please... please let my son go. Whatever you want, I'll give you!"

After saying that, he took out a stack of large black dollars from his wallet and handed them to Zhou Zheng.

When Zhou Zheng saw the money, a thought struck him.

However, he knew perfectly well that the child in his hands was his only chance to escape. He couldn't trade it for money.

However, looking at that stack of money, Zhou Zheng was still somewhat tempted.

Upon seeing this, the dark-faced train conductor's eyes flickered, and he spoke to a young man of average height standing next to him.

"Xiao Wang, go and take the money to him."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wang prepared to step forward.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Zheng immediately stepped back and shouted loudly.

"Don't come any closer! If you come any closer, I'll kill him!"

After saying that, he loosened his grip on the cleaver, and a bright red trail of blood flowed down the boy's neck.

Upon seeing this, Su Nuannuan frowned.

This won't do; the thief doesn't care about the little boy's life or death at all.

Seeing this, the dark-faced train conductor also frowned.

He was at a loss for what to do. Seeing the little boy on the verge of fainting from fright, the stern-faced train conductor felt a headache coming on.

The boy's mother was most concerned about his condition, and she was heartbroken when she saw the blood flowing from his neck.

She knelt down before Zhou Zheng and pleaded.

"Please, let my son go. I'm willing to give myself for him."

Upon seeing this, Zhou Zheng only smiled sinisterly.

"Do you think that's possible?"

After saying that, he looked at the dark-faced train conductor, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said...

"Give me five thousand yuan, send me off the bus, and I'll save this little kid's life."

Now that things have come to this point, Zhou is preparing to pull off a big heist. If it succeeds, he'll never have to worry about food or drink again.

The dark-faced train conductor's expression had turned ashen.

Where could they possibly raise so much money at this point?

Even if you tied all the train attendants together, you still wouldn't have that much money.

Seeing the train conductor's hesitant expression, Zhou Zheng grinned coldly, spun the cleaver, and cut off the little boy's little finger.

The boy's little finger rolled to the ground, and he immediately screamed in pain.

Upon seeing this, the boy's mother fainted.

The train attendants surrounding Zhou Zheng all wore angry expressions, but because of the hostage in Zhou Zheng's hands, they dared not make any rash moves.

Su Nuannuan also saw this scene and gasped in shock.

Seeing the boy's little finger roll off, Su Nuannuan's eyes darkened.

Given the boy's current condition, immediate finger replantation surgery is the best course of action. However, according to Su Nuannuan's understanding, there is currently no precedent for finger replantation surgery in China.

However, Su Nuannuan felt that she should be able to do it.

Her previous diligent practice had already enabled her to use surgical tools skillfully. Moreover, she possessed a unique skill that no one else had: mental energy detection.

She could sense anything within a ten-mile radius using her mental power.

This ability can be described as a surgeon's superhuman touch.

With the help of this "golden touch," she could definitely try finger replantation surgery.

(End of this chapter)