The heavily armed squad, bristling with murderous intent, looked exactly like the one Qin Ran and Boskin had encountered in the ruins of Winchester House.
"Get inside!"
The moment Qin Ran saw them, he grabbed Boskin, who had drawn his service pistol and was preparing to fight, and hurled him through the low doorway.
The police chief was next.
Qin Ran wrapped an arm around her and kicked hard against the ground, launching himself sideways through the low doorway as though he were flying.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The instant Qin Ran landed with the police chief in his arms, deafening gunfire erupted outside.
Bullets struck the surrounding brick walls, sending dust flying.
Dust poured through the still-open doorway, making Boskin, who had taken a hard fall, break into a fit of coughing.
Even so, the young man kept a firm grip on his service pistol, aiming it at the doorway.
Looking at Boskin, Qin Ran had no idea what to say about his behavior.
Hot-blooded fearlessness was worthy of admiration.
But recklessly throwing one's life away was another matter entirely.
"Do you want to die?"
Qin Ran got up, pointed at the booby trap on the wall, and ran straight toward the only other door.
Even now, however, he did not forget to check that door for anything suspicious.
They had already found one booby trap. Who could guarantee there would not be a second?
"Hurry!"
Hearing footsteps already, Qin Ran urged Boskin and Teresa on.
The two ran through without hesitation.
Unlike the darkness of the previous room, the space behind this tightly shut door was lit.
As soon as they entered, they saw a corpse lying on the floor of what looked like a storeroom.
The top of its skull had been blown clean off.
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