154: Tell your uncle, did you really make this gun yourself?

What a great opportunity!

Behind the assailant, Gatekeeper Elder, Gatekeeper Grandpa Yang, although he still didn't quite understand what had happened, the assailant's screams and the inexplicably dropped knife on the ground made him realize this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

While the assailant hadn't reacted yet and was painfully clutching his right hand, screaming continuously, Gatekeeper Elder, with quick eyes and hands, lightly pushed the knife on the ground with his anti-riot fork, sending it flying away.

Then, without another word, he swung the anti-riot fork again, directly pinning the assailant's body down, firmly locking him to the ground.

At the same time, the assailant finally reacted.

His first instinct was to pick up the knife he had dropped on the ground, but when he squatted down, he fumbled at empty air.

The knife had long been moved far away by Gatekeeper Elder.

The assailant struggled, wanting to run towards where the knife had been lost, but the continuous sharp pain from his wrist made his legs give out, and he directly knelt and lay on the ground, his face pale.

"Help! Someone, quick!"

"Let's all control this guy!"

"He has no weapon now!"

Gatekeeper Elder shouted at the top of his lungs, and at this moment, his powerful voice finally reached the male teachers nearby.

Everyone looked at each other, and a moment later, the male teachers swarmed forward, running towards the chaotic scene.

Three minutes later.

With everyone's concerted effort, the assailant was tied up and subdued on the ground by a group of male teachers, unable to move.

The scene looked somewhat gruesome.

The assailant was writhing in pain on the ground, but the pen refill deeply embedded in his right wrist couldn't be removed, and blood was everywhere.

Gatekeeper Elder, holding the anti-riot fork, said to one of the teachers in an ill-tempered tone.

"Teacher Liu, why haven't the school's security personnel arrived yet? If I hadn't displayed such bravery today, I might have been done for here!"

The male teacher who was called looked at the assailant on the ground, still showing a look of lingering fear on his face.

"They're coming, they're coming, the security department will be here soon."

"I heard the police are also on their way."

"Elder, are you alright?"

Gatekeeper Elder's face was displeased: "Are you alright?"

Teacher Liu looked stunned, "Ah? I, I'm fine."

Gatekeeper Elder snorted angrily and turned to leave... Ten minutes later.

The ambulance, with its wailing siren, and police cars arrived at the scene simultaneously.

Outside the school gate, the woman who had been stabbed several times in the stomach was jointly carried onto the ambulance by the enthusiastic crowd at the scene.

The scene was also immediately cordoned off by the Police Officer who had just arrived, and a police tape was set up.

Such a terrifying campus attack, no matter where it happened, would be a major safety incident making headlines.

At this moment, although no reporters had arrived yet, kind citizens who witnessed the incident firsthand all took out their phones, recorded the scene, and then sent it to their friends and family groups.

After the police arrived, the scene began to be cleared.

The subdued assailant was quickly taken to the police car, students who were supposed to attend class continued to attend, and teachers who were supposed to teach continued to teach.

Although it was a thrilling campus safety incident, fortunately, the ultimate impact was not severe.

The school decided not to suspend classes to avoid unnecessary panic.

However, as key figures in resolving this security crisis, Liu Xiaotong and Gatekeeper Elder, Gatekeeper Grandpa Yang, were, not surprisingly, kept aside by the Police Officer.

Inside the police station office.

At this moment, Gatekeeper Grandpa Yang was vividly recounting what had happened, cooperating with the Police Officer to take notes. He spoke with great enthusiasm, describing it as thrilling.

The Police Officer responsible for taking notes was also very patient.

Listening to Gatekeeper Grandpa Yang's boastful talk, he would occasionally nod or furrow his brows, seemingly judging whether the situation described by Gatekeeper Grandpa Yang was true.

Soon, when Gatekeeper Grandpa Yang spoke of being isolated and helpless, on the verge of being stabbed by the assailant, Liu Xiaotong unexpectedly appeared at that moment.

No sooner said than done.

He didn't know what method Liu Xiaotong used, but it made the assailant's knife drop to the ground. And he, with quick eyes and hands, knocked the knife away.

Thus, through the combined efforts of him and Liu Xiaotong, the rampaging assailant was finally subdued.

"Alright, Gatekeeper Grandpa Yang. We have recorded everything you've said truthfully. If there are any other questions later, we may have to trouble you to come back and cooperate with the investigation."

"You've also been frightened today, my colleague will take you back shortly so you can get some good rest."

The Police Officer in charge of the interrogation stood up and, smiling, escorted Gatekeeper Elder out of the office.

When he returned to the room, he had a transparent sealed bag in his hand. The bag contained the modified AWM pen that Liu Xiaotong used to subdue the assailant!

The police Police Officer in charge of the interrogation walked up to Liu Xiaotong, then held the bag in front of him, shaking it gently, and said in a soft tone.

"Come on, Liu Xiaotong, tell me, what is this thing?"

As it was his first time in such a place, Liu Xiaotong was indeed nervous.

"Uncle, these, these are just ordinary stationery I usually use."

"Oh? Stationery? You mean something that can cause a penetrating wound to someone's wrist is just ordinary stationery? Liu Xiaotong, are you sure?"

The police officer in charge of the interrogation suddenly burst out with a dazzling light in his eyes, and his tone instantly became serious.

Liu Xiaotong shrank his neck, startled by the imposing manner, and bit his lip hard, trying to keep himself calm.

"Uncle, it's really, really just ordinary stationery. If you don't believe me, you can take them apart and see."

The Police Officer saw that the Little Brother, a fifth-grader, still wouldn't change his story, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

"Well then, Liu Xiaotong, let me ask you in a different way."

"My colleague has already examined these things, and they are indeed just ordinary stationery. But how did you think of assembling them into a gun?"

"Or rather, did someone teach you how to assemble it!"

"Tell Uncle, is this gun really something you made yourself?"