Chapter 30

As soon as the sound of gunshots went off, Zhan Zhao darted to the balcony to draw the curtains. Several daring guests followed suit, pulling down all the curtains such that the ballroom became a fully enclosed room.

Bai Yutang turned and rushed into the lift while instructing a few slightly panicky guests, "Call the police! No one is too leave this room until the police arrive! It safer to stay inside in this current situation!"

Just a hair of a moment before the elevator doors shut, Zhan Zhao ran into it as well.

"Cat, what do you think you're doing?" Bai Yutang questioned while holding a gun in one hand and removing that pesky tie with another. He then randomly shoved it into one of his pockets.

"I'm coming with you!" Zhan Zhao declared while pulling out his gun. Ever since Bai Yutang gave him that pocket-sized Remington, he always kept it on him.

Bai Yutang winked at Zhan Zhao in amusement and said, "You better stay focussed later. Cat. Don't hit me or shoot yourself in the foot!"

Rage!!

"Stupid White Mouse! I'll shoot a hole through you right now!" Zhan Zhao said as he took his aim indignantly.

Bai Yutang hurriedly grabbed hold of his hand, "Be good, Kitty! What's going to happen to you for the next half of your life if I'm injured?"

"Die!" Zhan Zhao raised a foot to kick him, but Bai Yutang dodged it. Just then, the elevator doors opened with a 'Ding'.

The two immediately kept away their smiles and ran to the building opposite.

Meanwhile, back in the ballroom, everyone was in shock from the sudden disaster.

The ill-fated man that was shot in the shoulder still laid on the ground in pain. Ding Zhaohui crouched down to help him up while Zhaolan reached over and applied pressure to his bleeding shoulder. The action elicited a yelp in pain from the man.

"Bear with it!" Zhaohui comforted him before turning to look at Bai Jintang who had a dangerous look on his face.

Bai Jintang nodded at him and Zhaohui took out his phone and dialled for the police.

All of a sudden, Jon cried out, "Doctor…"

Everyone's attention instantly fell on him, only to find Dr. Wilson twitching a little as he held his chest before stiffening and falling straight to the ground.

"Doctor… Ah!" Jon fell to his butt, shaking like a leaf, he muttered, "H-He's not breathing! Not breathing…"

"Calm down! It's just a sudden myocardial infarction1!" Gongsun said in a cold tone. He had walked up to Dr. Wilson's side when he ordered, "Help him lie down."(lilies: stupid Gongsun with your medical jargon tsk tsk)

Perhaps, Gongsun's calmness had an influence on the rest as several guests stepped forward and awkwardly tried to help the old man lay on his back.

Gongsun undid Wilson's collar and the people who came to help, "Two of you stay behind and prop both his legs up. The rest of you move back, he needs sufficient room to breathe."

They immediately did as he said.

Then, Gongsun lowered his head, leaning his ear against Wilson's chest. After listening carefully for a moment, he got back up and reached out his hand to feel around the heart area. Once he found the spot, with his left hand pressed flat against Wilson's chest and his right hand closed into a fist, Gongsun pumped the chest rhythmically.

Professor Wilson suddenly jerked and started panting after a cough. Gongsun began rummaging through the professor's shirt pocket and quickly pulled out a bottle with a few capsules in it. After taking a glance at the label on the bottle, Gongsun took one capsule out and opened it. Then, with his head lowered, he said to Wilson, "Open your mouth and lift your tongue."

Wilson seemed to have regained his consciousness somewhat and he opened his mouth as told.

With a hand on Wilson's jaw, Gongsun carefully poured the contents of the capsule under Wilson's tongue and said with a sigh of relief, "Swallow it."

With the medicine in his mouth, Wilson closed it. Gongsun undid the professor's cuffs and felt the latter's pulse with his left while keeping an eye on the watch in his right.

Half a minute later, Wilson appeared much better. He sent Gongsun a grateful look but the other only said to him indifferently, "Lie down and don't move."

Then, he got up and went to a corner without looking back.Everyone in the hall heaved a long sigh of relief and the tense atmosphere eased up significantly.

Though Bai Jintang was standing a distance away, his eyes were glued on Gongsun, following his every action, never leaving the latter's figure for even a second.

Sensing his gaze, Gongsun glared daggers at him in return.

Bai Jintang suddenly took a sip of the glass of champagne in his hand. His lips slowly came into contact with the edge of the glass, and the golden liquid gradually flowed through his lips…

Gongsun cursed at him internally, "Ruffian2!" He's really got to hand it to Bai Jintang. How could he make such a simple action look so "obscene".

On the other side, Bai Jintang watch his Gongsun turned away from him, his ears turning bright red and scolded the latter internally as well, "Damn it, he's so sexy regardless of the angle!"

By the time Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao rushed to the top floor, all they saw was a slightly ajar door to the roof, creaking rhythmically as the wind blew.

The two of them stood on either side of the door. Gently pushing the door open, Bai Yutang burst through it, into the roof, with Zhan Zhao following closely behind.

The rooftop in the middle of the night was cold as ice and just by the fence facing the hotel, was a man lying on his stomach.

The two of them exchanged a look and ran over quickly.

The man was already dead. Blood was flowing out of his empty left eye socket as the body laid on the floor littered with shattered glass shards. All of this indicated that Bai Yutang's shot penetrated straight through the thermal sniper scope.

Although the night was dark with barely any light around, Zhan Zhao was still able to tell that this "Killer" was really young. Or at the very least, he didn't seem to be more than two years old which made Zhan Zhao rather confused.

Bai Yutang's body suddenly tensed up and he watched the door to the roof alertly.

Zhan Zhao was familiar with every habit Bai Yutang had. Whenever the latter sensed danger, he would behave as he was doing now——like a leopard with his muscles all taut and ready to pounce and rip apart his prey.

Seeing him that way, Zhan Zhao couldn't help but feel nervous as well. Bai Yutang waved his hand at Zhan Zhao signaling for the latter to keep calm and not make a fuss. He then pulled Zhan Zhao to the side of the roof to hide behind a raised pipe.

In the darkness of the night, there was a glint of alert and excitement shining in Bai Yutang's watchful eyes that were on the door. Zhan Zhao suddenly recalled Qi Jiaqi's evaluation the day they were at the prison——The Exorcist.

Which was true! Ever since they were young, as long as he had Bai Yutang by his side, he would feel like there was nothing to be afraid of. It was only now that Zhan Zhao understood why he was so brave. It was because that person had never given him the chance to learn what being afraid feels like.

Just as those random thoughts ran through his mind, there was the faint sound of footsteps coming from the door. Who on earth would come to the rooftop at this time? Both Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao stared fixedly at the door.

As the sound of the footsteps grew louder, a beam of light from a flashlight shone into the rooftop, and the two immediately held their breaths.

"W-Who's up here?" a trembling voice asked. Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang exchanged a look of puzzlement.

At the time, that man had already stepped onto the roof. That man was in a black police uniform with a flashlight in one hand and a gun in the other.

Police??

"W-Who's there?" that policeman asked. The light from his torchlight was already shone on the body lying on the fence. His voice trembled even harder than before as he made his way towards the body while shaking like a leaf.

"Mommy aaaAAAaaah!" the little cop screamed in shock and fell onto his butt when he saw that the dead man's face was all bloodied up.

Bai Yutang frowned and scolded, "Useless."

"W-Who was that?" that policeman asked. Hearing the strange sound, he raised his gun in shock and pointed it at the pipes.

"Don't shoot, we're policemen too," Zhan Zhao shouted at that little policeman when he saw the impatience on Bai Yutang's face.

"P-Police? What… proof do you have?" the little policeman asked with a shaky voice.

Bai Yutang got up and walked towards him with swagger.

"D-Don't come… or I'll shoot…" the little policeman warned while retreating backwards as he aimed his gun at Bai Yutang frantically.

Unfortunately for him, Bai Yutang ignored his warnings and continued heading straight for him.

"I-I'll shoot…" The little policeman took his aim and tried to pull on the trigger as hard as he could, but for some reason, he couldn't do it.

"Ah~~!" he screamed in pain and the gun that was in his hand was now in Bai Yutang's.

Bai Yutang opened the revolver and checked that the magazine was fully loaded with six bullets. He then reached for the policeman's police ID from the pocket on the latter's blazer. When he opened it and compared the picture on the ID to the person, other than the exaggerated facial expressions, everything else matched up.

"Bai Chí?" Bai Yutang read the policeman's name with a little difficulty. Who's kid was he? Why would his parents give him such a silly3 name??

"Un…"

Zhan Zhao had also come up to the two of them and flashed his policed ID at the little policeman, "Don't be so nervous, we're all policemen."

and, as it whirls and smites them, gives them pain.

————————《Divine Comedy》The Second Circle. Sexual Intemperance4.