Diary of a Criminal Investigator

Chapter 602: The Battle Ends

After speaking, the remaining eighteen people split into nine groups and dispersed to investigate.Lu Chuan took a colleague from the second group and headed straight to the operating room on the first floor.

It was already dusk, the sun had just set outside, and visibility inside the hospital was even lower.

Turning around the corner of the lobby, visibility was very low.

"Brother Chuan, what you did just now was so damn cool!"

The detective paired with Lu Chuan was Li Dali, a former soldier, known in the Criminal Investigation Team for his excellent skills.

He had sparred with Lu Chuan last year and was quickly taken down.

During the sprint just now, he was the person closely following Lu Chuan.

Unexpectedly, on the way, Lu Chuan suddenly accelerated like a bolt of lightning, and when he looked up, the two people running in front had already been taken down.

Lu Chuan smiled slightly, "Nothing much, just running..."

"Watch out!"

Bang!

As the two were alternately advancing, just about to turn another corner, a baton suddenly swung out from behind the wall.

Although Lu Chuan noticed it in time, when he shouted "watch out," Li Dali was too late to dodge.

Instinctively shielding with his arm, he still couldn’t block the baton.

He was promptly struck on the head.

Blood gushed out instantly.

Li Dali immediately fell to the ground, losing his ability to move!

The two had just been alternating positions, Lu Chuan originally close to the wall, and just as they were about to reach the corner, they swapped places again.

That was when the baton suddenly appeared.

The attacker’s baton swung quickly, at a very tricky angle, aimed at temple height.

Fortunately, with Lu Chuan’s timely warning, Li Dali slightly blocked it with his hand.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be simply knocking Li Dali unconscious, but potentially life-threatening.

With quick reflexes, Lu Chuan lunged forward the instant Li Dali fell, grabbing the baton with his left hand against the wall.

Meanwhile, his right fist was ready to strike hard if the opponent didn’t give up the baton!

But in the darkness, Lu Chuan felt his left hand suddenly empty—the opponent likely released the baton, and his right fist didn’t connect with the opponent.

A master!

Definitely a combat master.

The opponent’s reaction speed was quick, and they knew when to give up.

However, it wasn’t going to be easy for Lu Chuan, with his combat skills, to let the opponent escape so quickly.

As his right fist swung through empty air, Lu Chuan stuck close to the wall, grabbed the opponent’s baton with his left hand, and spun it around, striking toward the corner of the wall.

Thud!

This time, the sound was not the empty thud of hitting the wall, but the dull thud of impacting flesh.

The opponent, although reacting extremely fast and battle-aware, wasn’t as quick as Lu Chuan, who was even faster and tougher; while his right fist missed, his left-handed baton was already swung.

No mercy.

Blocking the opponent, Lu Chuan already turned around, seeing in the dim hallway it was a burly man about 2 meters tall.

The opponent was big and strong like a bull.

But also, because of the opponent’s height, the baton aimed at his neck only hit his chest.

"Foreigner?"

On closer inspection, Lu Chuan saw that the opponent had blue eyes and white skin, typical Western features.

The opponent didn’t speak but rubbed the area hit by the baton and glared at Lu Chuan like a hawk.

"Eastern... police... I’m going to kill you!"

After the awkward Mandarin, the opponent drew a dagger from his waist.

The dagger appeared to be specially matte-treated, without a hint of reflection in the dark, like a venomous tongue, striking towards Lu Chuan’s throat.

Humph!

Coldly snorting, how could Lu Chuan be intimidated by such a threat?

With combat skills at full force, the opponent’s baton came from above, precisely meeting the opponent’s dagger.

"How is that possible?"

The foreign man exclaimed, incredulously looking at the dagger that had fallen to the ground.

"Impossible?"

Smack!

The baton once again came down from above at an angle, chopping the man’s neck.

Immediately retracting the baton, it was slammed on the opponent’s forehead.

For this kind of person, Lu Chuan showed no mercy, his moves ruthless.

Not just because the opponent had just struck Li Dali, but ahead, there was a faint light.

Lu Chuan vaguely saw someone over there.

With a head strike, blood flowed freely.

The foreign brute couldn’t withstand more than three moves under Lu Chuan’s hand, completely losing his ability to act.

After dealing with the foreign man, Lu Chuan turned back to help Li Dali up.

At this time, the opponent seemed aware: "I’m fine..."

Lu Chuan checked, indeed it was not a big problem, just bleeding from the head, not life-threatening.

"Second team, come to the corridor leading to the operating room on the right side of the lobby, Li Dali is injured!"

After notifying people to care for him, Lu Chuan left Li Dali to continue advancing!

Bang!

However, as soon as Lu Chuan stood up and rounded the wall, there was a crisp bang, making his arm instantly numb.

Gun!

The opponent had a gun!

Withdrawing behind the wall, Lu Chuan’s eyes were cold.

Shot in the right arm!

Fortunately, the opponent used a small-caliber pistol; the bullet passed through without hitting the bone, a small blessing in misfortune.

On the ground, Li Dali, hearing the gunshot, looked up and noticed the blood trickling down Lu Chuan’s arm.

"You’re hit!"

"It’s nothing, just the arm."

When Lu Chuan was shot, he caught a glimpse of the opponent’s exact position, just around the corner near the operating room.

Without hesitating, Lu Chuan drew his pistol and rolled on the spot!

Bang bang bang!

Then came three gunshots!

Li Dali, a retired military man who’d handled guns for half his life, clearly recognized two shots as Lu Chuan’s police pistol, while the other was the opponent’s.

"Lu Chuan!"

"Lu Chuan!"

"I’m fine!"

Indeed, Lu Chuan was fine.

With a quick roll, he first suppressed the opponent’s fire; then, as the opponent exposed their position firing, Lu Chuan shot, hitting the forehead.

After this, Lu Chuan didn’t let his guard down, moving forward cautiously.

But it seemed like that was the only gunman the opponent had.

After the opponent fell, several people in white coats suddenly rushed out.

"Don’t kill us!"

"We’re doctors!"

"Heads down!"

"Hands on the head, lie on the ground!"

"Immediately!"

The people rushing out, both men and women, were tall, appearing foreign from their bone structure.

Their Mandarin was very awkward.

But Lu Chuan couldn’t determine if all these people were doctors or if some could be hidden gunmen.

So, he stayed highly vigilant.

Just then, other teams arrived upon hearing the news.

"Be careful, they might have guns!"

As about ten more people arrived, under police flashlight beam, the individuals were already face down, hands on their heads.