"I'm a police officer. We have someone shot here. Jianglin Street, Honghua District, Number Seven Street. Hurry over," Jiang Yu said, seeing the bloodstains on the ground, his heart growing more alarmed. He quickly dialed the emergency number.
As Zhao Yan leaped into the cubicle, she saw the assailant. The moment she landed, the assailant immediately aimed the gun at her.
At close range, Li Mulan behind her quickly unleashed a blast of chilling wind.
It blew into the assailant's eyes, causing their movements to falter for a few crucial seconds. In that time, Zhao Yan had enough opportunity to grab the assailant's wrist.
The instant she grasped it, she forcefully yanked the assailant's hand upwards towards their head.
"Bang."
A gunshot rang out, hitting the ceiling. Zhao Yan, twisting like a pretzel, wrenced the assailant's wrist.
"Ah!" The assailant cried out in pain, and the gun in their hand quickly fell.
Zhao Yan kicked the gun, sliding it out from under the stall door.
Jiang Yu rushed over. Zhao Yan, with her free hand, grabbed the assailant's wrist and pressed the assailant's face firmly against the cubicle wall.
"Move again, and I'll break your neck!" Zhao Yan said coldly.
With her other hand, she opened the stall door.
Jiang Yu produced handcuffs and quickly cuffed the assailant's hands.
"Miss Zhao, that was too risky. Rushing in like that could have gotten you shot," Jiang Yu said, breaking out in a cold sweat. He hadn't expected Zhao Yan to be so reckless.
"I was impulsive. I felt a surge of heat rush to my head, and I just couldn't control myself," Zhao Yan apologized. She was confident in her abilities, especially with Li Mulan behind her, and a rush of adrenaline had indeed propelled her forward.
"Miss Zhao, you're like a flying mother cow, your bullsh*t is sky-high!" Zhang Yi exclaimed in shock. He had been sweating bullets watching from the side. The moment he heard the gunshot, he hadn't run out, thinking he was brave. But Zhao Yan had actually jumped in and fought the assailant, even winning. Compared to her, he felt utterly pathetic. No, it wasn't that he was pathetic, it was that Zhao Yan was just too strong.
The assailant remained silent, their eyes fixed on Zhao Yan, filled with hatred.
"Finally caught you, you beast!" Jiang Yu scoffed, removing the black hat.
"It's a man, with a beard," Officer Xiao Qin remarked.
"It's a woman who took male hormones," Zhao Yan stated. From the moment she had grabbed the assailant's hand, Zhao Yan had understood that no matter how much they changed, some things remained immutable.
"Miss Zhao, is your hand alright?" Jiang Yu asked.
Zhao Yan glanced at it indifferently. "It was grazed by a bullet, bled a little. It's fine."
"I saw it with my own eyes! Miss Zhao can dodge bullets!" Zhang Yi exclaimed. "Before the gunshot even sounded, Miss Zhao had already dodged aside."
Zhao Yan quickly waved her hands, denying it. "I just happened to dodge it. I can't actually dodge bullets. If I could, wouldn't I be Superman?" The more she spoke, the more outlandish Zhang Yi's claims became, deifying her. If it hadn't been for her protective charm, she might have been a goner.
"This handgun is a modified type of air gun. While its power isn't comparable to a police-issue handgun, it's still lethal enough!" Officer Xiao Qin said.
"Phew, finally found this animal!" Zhang Yi grinned. The night hadn't been wasted.
"Let's go!" Jiang Yu firmly gripped the assailant's hand. The assailant's gaze remained fixed on Zhao Yan. As they watched, their cold face suddenly broke into a smile, their mouth filled with blood.
"She's going to bite her tongue off!" Jiang Yu reached out, forcefully prying open the assailant's mouth. Even as he pried it open, the assailant continued to bite down. Jiang Yu abruptly shoved his hand into the assailant's mouth.
"Damn it!" Officer Xiao Qin punched the assailant in the stomach, making them stagger back several steps. "This crazy b*tch!"
He quickly pulled out the toilet paper and stuffed it tightly into the assailant's mouth. He immediately made a call, and nearby officers rushed over. After examination, it was confirmed that the assailant was indeed female. Her face had a beard, suggesting she had been taking male hormones for some time, causing male characteristics to appear. Judging by her physique, she clearly worked out regularly.
The assailant was quickly escorted to the police station. Zhao Yan's arm had been treated and was no longer a major concern. She planned to just put a few band-aids on it and be done with it; such a minor injury meant little to her. She had been climbing trees to steal bird eggs and chasing wild animals in the mountains since childhood, so she was no stranger to injuries.
The others immediately objected. Zhang Yi personally bandaged and treated her wound.
"Miss Zhao, I have a request," Zhang Yi said, looking at her with adoring eyes. The look made Zhao Yan's scalp tingle. "What is it?"
"After you die, can I dissect your body? Please!" Zhang Yi earnestly pleaded, clasping his hands together.
"If I die and you're still alive, you can do as you see fit," Zhao Yan replied softly.
Zhang Yi grinned like a 200-pound chubby kid. "Then I'll wait. After I dissect you, I'll give you a grand funeral. I'll be like half a son to you. Even if you remain single, you won't have to worry about not having a son to send you off."
"Then thank you!" Zhao Yan said helplessly. The moment Zhao Yan dodged the bullet, Zhang Yi had felt a unique charm about her. However, compared to the living, he was more interested in Zhao Yan's corpse.
Entering the police station with Zhang Yi, the news of Zhao Yan apprehending the assailant had spread. Everyone cast looks of respect towards her.
"Miss Zhao, Captain Jiang invites you to join the interrogation," a female officer approached Zhao Yan and said.
"Okay," Zhao Yan nodded.
They entered a room, within which was another room with a glass wall. The assailant was sitting inside, looking calm, and was playing with the handcuffs on their wrists.
"Miss Zhao, I heard what they said. You're really something. Have you considered a career change? I can recommend you," Old Qin said as Zhao Yan entered the room.
"I didn't go to school. The old man taught me to read and write," Zhao Yan shook her head. A formal position was indeed tempting, but she was accustomed to her solitary, leisurely lifestyle. A regimented daily routine would be torture for her.
"It's fine, you can study while working. Adult education universities are available now," Old Qin clearly wasn't willing to let Zhao Yan go.
Zhao Yan offered several excuses, and Old Qin understood she had no interest in that path, sighing regretfully.
"Miss Zhao, the assailant's information has been found."
"The assailant is Zhou Ning, twenty-seven years old. She dropped out of high school halfway through and has been working at a retail store since. She has a mother at home."
"We called her mother, but her phone has been switched off. We've sent other officers to conduct interviews and investigations."
Zhao Yan said, "No need to investigate. Her mother is already dead."
"Her mother was her first practice subject."