327: Chapter 327 Rescue Signal in the Rain

Chapter 327: Rescue Signal in the Rain "Lost combat capability?"

Chen Mo smiled.

He swallowed the blood in his mouth.

Then, leaning against the elevator car door, he wobbled as he stood up straight.

In that instant...

The group of mercenaries opposite him all retreated half a step in unison.

It was instinct.

Even a dying lion, as long as it remains standing, can strike fear into jackals.

Chen Mo heard it very clearly.

Their heartbeats were erratic.

Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump.

The scent of fear spread through the rainwater.

"Hand it over."

The captain shouted sternly, "We know you took the core data! Hand it over, and we'll leave your corpse intact!"

Chen Mo didn't speak.

He simply placed the glass jar tucked under his arm on the ground.

"Get lost."

He said to the Old Blind Man.

"Master..."

"Get lost!"

The Old Blind Man gritted his teeth, his mechanical legs scuttling frantically as he zipped into the nearby pile of ruins.

The mercenaries' muzzles shifted slightly.

But no one fired.

Their target was Chen Mo, not some strange glass jar.

"Final warning!"

The captain's finger tightened on the trigger, "Counting to three!"

"One!"

Chen Mo tilted his head.

He was listening.

Listening to the sound of the wind.

Listening to the sound of the rain.

Listening for that faint... electrical hum that would be impossible to hear without careful focus.

It wasn't in front.

It was behind.

On the ruins of the tall buildings in the distance.

"Two!"

Sweat dripped down the captain's forehead.

He didn't understand.

Why was this cripple still smiling?

Why was there no fear in those bloodshot eyes, but instead a kind of... mockery?

"Three!"

The captain roared, "Fi—"

Bang!

Before the word "fire" could leave his mouth...

A dull gunshot tore through the curtain of rain.

It wasn't an ordinary assault rifle.

It was the roar of a large-caliber sniper cannon.

Splat.

The captain's head burst open like a rotten watermelon.

Red and white matter splattered all over the team members beside him.

The headless corpse swayed twice before falling straight into the muddy water.

Every heartbeat skipped a beat at that moment.

Then they accelerated even more frantically.

"Sniper!"

"Take cover! It's an ambush!"

The previously orderly formation instantly turned into a chaotic mess.

The mercenaries scrambled in panic to find cover.

Bang!

The second shot.

A mercenary who had just poked his head out of cover lost half a shoulder.

"Only the dead can sleep soundly."

Chen Mo leaned against the elevator door frame and whispered, "You guys are too noisy."

Rat-tat-tat-tat!

A dense burst of autocannon fire came from the flank.

A modified heavy armored vehicle, like a steel Tyrannosaurus Rex, smashed through the wall at the edge of the plaza and charged in.

The machine gun on the roof spat tongues of fire, pinning down the Oracle Technology mercenaries so they couldn't lift their heads.

Screech—

The armored vehicle drifted, coming to a halt sideways in front of Chen Mo.

It blocked all the bullets.

The car door was kicked open.

A woman wearing a trench coat and biting on half a cigar jumped down.

She held a revolver that was still smoking.

"I knew it."

The woman strode over to Chen Mo, sizing him up.

A flash of heartache appeared in her eyes, but it was quickly hidden away.

"I sent you out to investigate a cold case, and you cause this much of a commotion?"

Chen Mo looked at her.

It was the leader of the Cold Case Unit, Jiang Hong.

The woman who was said to have a temper more explosive than TNT, but who would always protect her own.

"Is it a big commotion?"

Chen Mo grinned, revealing blood-stained teeth, "I only blew up a basement."

"A basement?"

Jiang Hong rolled her eyes and pointed behind her, "Do you know the entire East District Earthquake Bureau has gone crazy? That magnitude just now was about the same as detonating a tactical nuke!"

She glanced at Chen Mo's empty left shoulder.

Her brow furrowed deeply.

"Where's your arm?"

"Lost it."

"Does it hurt?"

"It's alright."

Chen Mo felt his vision starting to blur.

The strength he had been holding onto dissipated the moment he saw Jiang Hong.

"The thing... is in my mouth."

Chen Mo pointed to his mouth.

Jiang Hong was taken aback.

Then she understood.

She reached out, wanting to support Chen Mo.

But Chen Mo had already toppled forward.

He didn't hit the ground.

Jiang Hong caught him.

This man, who stood six-foot-one, was now as light as a piece of paper.

"404! Where the hell are you!"

Jiang Hong roared toward the armored vehicle, "Get the first aid kit! Hurry up!"

"Coming, coming!"

A fat man wearing thick glasses rolled out, carrying a white box, "I was just debugging the fire control system... Holy crap! Was Brother Mo disassembled?"

"Less talk! Give him a heart stimulant!"

Jiang Hong laid Chen Mo flat on the ground.

The rain continued to fall.

The cold rainwater hit Chen Mo's face.

He heard Jiang Hong's heartbeat.

Thump-thump.

Thump-thump.

Very steady.

Very powerful.

It was the rhythm of anger.

"Those bastards."

Jiang Hong looked at the remaining mercenaries closing in and pulled out her pistol, "Daring to touch my man."

She turned around.

With her back to Chen Mo.

"404, watch him."

"Leader, where are you going?"

"To kill people."

Jiang Hong spat out her cigar, "To liven things up for our newcomer."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunshots rang out again.

This time, it was an extremely rhythmic firing sound.

Each shot was accompanied by a scream.

Chen Mo closed his eyes.

The world became very quiet.

Only those heartbeats were being extinguished one by one.

Like candles being blown out.

"Master! Master!"

The Old Blind Man popped out from somewhere again, a banana leaf over the glass jar, and was now shouting into Chen Mo's ear.

"That woman is so fierce! Is she your boss? Can you introduce me?"

"Get lost..."

Chen Mo's lips moved.

Then he spat out the crystal chip from under his tongue.

The green crystal chip fell into the muddy water, shimmering faintly.

"Keep it safe."

Chen Mo's voice grew smaller and smaller, "Don't lose it."

"Don't worry, Master!"

The Old Blind Man quickly picked up the crystal chip with his mechanical leg and shielded it under his body, "As long as I'm alive, the chip is safe!"

Darkness surged in.

In his last bit of consciousness, Chen Mo heard the sound of 404 plunging a needle into his neck.

And the sound of Jiang Hong roaring in the rain.

"Oracle Technology, right! Go back and tell your boss! This debt, the Cold Case Unit is taking it on!"

So noisy.

Chen Mo thought.

But...

It sounded good to his ears.

[t-10 system entering hibernation...]

[Data backup in progress...]

[Backup complete.]

[Sweet dreams.]

...

Pain.

Like hundreds of ants gnawing on nerve endings.

Chen Mo wanted to open his eyes.

His eyelids felt as heavy as lead.

Beep, beep, beep.

A monotonous electronic sound echoed in his ears.

The smell of disinfectant.

And the smell of machine oil.

This was the Cold Case Unit's underground morgue-cum-infirmary.

"Be careful! You wasteful brat!"

The Old Blind Man's voice.

He sounded full of vigor, not like someone about to die.

"Stop shouting."

That was 404's voice, sounding very exhausted, "I'm welding a neural interface. If my hand slips, Brother Mo will have to be a one-armed hero for the rest of his life."

"What's wrong with being one-armed? One arm saves on fabric!"

"Shut up."

Chen Mo finally opened his eyes.

The light was dim.

The surgical shadowless lamp was dazzling.

He wanted to move.

His body was strapped to a metal bed with restraint bands.

His right hand couldn't move, and his left... was empty.

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