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Chapter 14 Done
Taking advantage of the man's panic, Zhou Yi quietly approached him.

Without further probing, he suddenly raised his hand, wrapped the chain around the man's neck, and pulled hard.

"Uh--"

The man gasped for breath, struggling to fight back, but he couldn't find any foothold.

He stomped his feet hard on the floor, the soles of his shoes making a screeching sound as they scraped against the rubber floor.

Ignoring the pain in her left hand, Zhou Yi gritted her teeth, gripped the chain tightly, and used her knee to push against the man's waist, lowering her center of gravity.

A few seconds later, the man's struggles gradually weakened, his knees slammed to the ground, and he finally collapsed powerlessly, becoming completely still.

Before he could catch his breath, Zhou Yi grabbed the empty Uzi from the table, turned around, and rushed out of the room.

In the monitoring room outside, several intelligence officers were frantically trying to restore order, completely unaware that an unknown change was about to occur right beside them.

Zhou Yi quietly approached the unsuspecting crowd, raised his submachine gun, and smashed it down hard on the person closest to him.

"Peng!"

The other person's body went limp and they collapsed to the ground instantly.

Zhou Yi then took the opportunity to draw his sidearm from his waist, quickly loaded it, and, relying on the sounds around his ear, pulled the trigger repeatedly.

Someone fell in the darkness, accompanied by several painful screams.

The next second, footsteps sounded again on the right.

Zhou Yi quickly turned around, crouched down, and pointed his gun in the direction from which the sound came.

"boom!"

Blood splattered, and the enemy was completely rendered incapacitated.

He bypassed the wounded scattered on the ground and pushed open the door to enter the corridor.

The entire area was thrown into chaos by the explosion.

The surveillance system was down, and the access doors to the offices on both sides were wide open due to the power outage.

The gunshot alerted nearby staff.

Most of these people are back-office staff responsible for intelligence analysis and paperwork, and they rarely have any contact with field operations.

At this moment, faced with the series of unexpected events, they scattered in all directions like frightened birds.

Zhou Yi pulled his sleeve over his handcuffs and ducked into the group of flustered interns.

They shoved each other as they ran toward the stairwell, completely unaware that strangers had joined them.

The equipment room Gina mentioned is located on the 9th floor of Zone C, while the interrogation room is on the 6th floor of Zone B.

To get there, he also needed to cross the corridor connecting the two areas.

So, as the crowd passed the fork in the road, Zhou Yi deliberately slowed down and slipped away from the group.

Compared to the overcrowded B area, C area was obviously much quieter.

In accordance with the principle of zoned management, this area is mainly responsible for storing precision equipment, and only authorized personnel are allowed to enter.

Following the power outage, non-essential personnel were apparently evacuated to other areas.

At the end of the corridor, the door to the equipment room was half-closed.

Two technicians stood in the center.

Before them, the device bearing the MIL-STD-188-125 mark was intact.

The indicator lights under the shielding layer were still flashing, indicating that they were not affected by the electromagnetic pulse bomb.

After confirming that the target was unharmed, Zhou Yi took out a gun from his pocket and slowly approached the two.

At that moment, the man on the left seemed to realize that something was wrong.

He paused, about to turn around to check, but Zhou Yi had already made his move.

He reached out and grabbed the man's shoulder, then swung the gun butt and smashed it into his carotid artery.

Before the man could utter a sound, his legs buckled and he collapsed to the ground.

The other technician then realized what was happening and, seeing his fallen comrade, frantically drew his gun. However, before he could complete the action, Zhou Yi interrupted him again.

Suddenly, he grabbed the other man's wrist, forcefully twisted the gun barrel outward, and simultaneously raised his knee to strike his abdomen.

The man arched his back in pain, but still tried to raise his hand to fight back.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi simply threw away the empty gun, wrapped his right arm around the back of his neck, crossed and locked it with his left hand, and pulled it in forcefully.

The man suddenly felt short of breath and had no choice but to frantically twist his body, trying to break free of his restraints with his shoulder.

"Shh, be quiet," Zhou Yi said, tightening his grip even more.

The man passed out in just five seconds.

Without wasting any more time, Zhou Yi went straight to the device, pried open the cover at the back, and found the embedded storage module.

The surface of the object was covered with a black shielding material that felt cold and hard to the touch, and it was marked with a special number.

Zhou Yi gently pulled out the module, put it in his pocket, and then put the cover back in place to ensure that there was no obvious abnormality in the appearance of the equipment.

Returning to the stairwell, it was still dimly lit.

Zhou Yi walked up the steps with extremely light footsteps, making almost no sound.

Eighth floor, seventh floor, sixth floor. He suddenly stopped when he was about to reach the fourth floor.

A faint light shone on the wall not far away; it was the light spots projected by a moving flashlight at different angles.

Judging from the frequency, there are at least a dozen people ahead checking for anomalies layer by layer along this passage.

Time is tight.

Continuing downwards would undoubtedly lead to a direct confrontation with them, and he lacked the ability to annihilate the enemy in a head-on battle.

After all, I haven't reached the point where I can wear a tight-fitting outfit yet.

Zhou Yi looked up at the window frame, reached out and lightly touched the glass, and found that it was not very thick and could be shattered with a little force.

Without further hesitation, he gripped the gun handle tightly with both hands and aimed at the edge of the window.

"boom!"

As the force was applied, the glass instantly cracked with spiderweb-like patterns.

Immediately after, a second blow shattered the entire pane of glass.

The sea breeze rushed in through the window, bringing with it the humid, hot air characteristic of a December afternoon.

Zhou Yi took a deep breath, steadied the window frame with his left hand, and stuck his right foot out of the window first. With a flip, he landed on the ventilation duct on the outer wall.

There are no guardrails installed here, only a row of narrow steel ventilation pipes extending downwards along the wall.

The ground is about twelve or thirteen meters above the fourth floor.

After glancing at it once, Zhou Yi stopped looking down, grabbed the pipe support with both hands, pressed his body against the wall, adjusted his center of gravity, and began to move down carefully.

A few minutes later, they successfully reached the wall, which was only two meters above the ground.

Gina's car was parked there, and she was anxiously picking at the dead skin on her lips.

The long wait made her start to doubt herself, wondering how she could have placed her hopes on a stranger of unknown origin.

"Perhaps he has already been caught."

She dared not think any further, her fingers gripping the steering wheel tightening even more, her knuckles turning white.

"Dong dong."

Zhou Yi knocked on the passenger window, and the handcuffs on his right wrist swayed gently, making a crisp metallic clanging sound.

Upon hearing the news, Gina turned around and almost jumped up from her seat after seeing the person's face: "So fast?!"

Ignoring her surprise, Zhou Yi opened the car door, got in, took out the storage module from his pocket, and casually tossed it onto the center console: "All done, let's go."

Gina stared blankly at Zhou Yi for a long time before she realized what this meant.

Her expression shifted from shock to disbelief, and finally to ecstasy. She slammed on the gas, and the car shot forward.

(End of this chapter)