Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 891: Xiang Yu Was Locked Up

Now, over a hundred police officers had scoured the entire building but failed to find the bomb. Kong Shenghui was beginning to feel doubtful—was there really a bomb here?

Gao Zhitao was the grandson of his old superior. Kong knew the boy’s character—usually lazy and irreverent, often pulling pranks. Could this just be another of his jokes?

"Tell me, what exactly is going on? How do you know there’s still a bomb inside?" Kong Shenghui asked sternly.

"Why should I tell you?" Xiang Yu replied calmly, his head held high.

His words immediately inflamed the surrounding police officers. They rolled up their sleeves, itching to teach Xiang Yu a lesson.

To them, Kong Shenghui was an untouchable figure, someone far out of their reach. Seeing this young fool act so brazenly made their blood boil.

"Kid, you’d better behave yourself, or you’ll regret it," one of them shouted.

"Exactly! Do you even know who he is?"

Even Gao Zhitao felt a bit awkward. After all, the man standing before them was their direct superior. Xiang Yu’s blunt and unapologetic attitude left him unsure of what to say.

"You don’t have to tell me, but I still have plenty of reasons to arrest you right now," Kong Shenghui said.

"Actually, here’s the story. He’s my informant. While passing through an alley, he overheard some terrorists talking about planting bombs here..."

Before Gao Zhitao could finish, Kong Shenghui waved a hand to stop him. He wanted to hear it directly from Xiang Yu.

All eyes turned to Xiang Yu. He smiled faintly and said, "The only thing I can confirm is that there’s still unexploded bombs inside. As for the specifics, I don’t know yet."

Xiang Yu’s casual attitude made the surrounding police grit their teeth in frustration, but since Kong Shenghui hadn’t given any orders, they couldn’t act.

"Arrest him first. Everyone else, continue searching," Kong Shenghui commanded. Being in a high-ranking position, he rarely encountered anyone speaking to him with such an insolent tone. For a moment, it unsettled him.

As soon as he finished speaking, four police officers stepped forward and detained Xiang Yu.

"Hey, take it easy!" Gao Zhitao shouted helplessly as he watched Xiang Yu get taken away.

Xiang Yu was hustled into the last vehicle in line, with four police officers positioned on either side of him to keep watch.

They didn’t allow Gao Zhitao to board the car. Worried for Xiang Yu’s safety, Gao Zhitao stood outside the vehicle.

"Brother Xiang Yu, don’t be scared! Nothing will happen to you. I’ll get you out of there soon!" Gao Zhitao called out from outside.

Seeing Gao Zhitao’s loyalty, Xiang Yu felt a sense of comfort. It seemed this kid was reliably steadfast.

Xiang Yu sat quietly in the car, using the time to think about where the remaining bomb could be hidden.

He tried to put himself in Ren Baohe’s shoes, adjusting his mindset to think as wildly as possible.

Meanwhile, Director Huang and his team continued the search inside the building. Huang himself wandered into the supermarket and casually helped himself to some snacks.

At this point, Director Huang was practically gloating internally. Gao Zhitao’s elaborate setup had ultimately left him with all the credit.

In his mind, Huang privately cursed Gao Zhitao as an idiot, someone who had only achieved his position through family connections—a disgrace to his grandfather.

By the time the full procedural search wrapped up, it was already 10:30 AM. Yet the police still hadn’t found any trace of a bomb.

Kong Shenghui didn’t dare take risks. Ultimately, he personally supervised the operation, leading his specialized team to continue the search.

Kong Shenghui had come from the military, and the team under his command had been meticulously chosen for their exceptional observational skills—far superior to ordinary officers.

When they reached the third floor, they uncovered some signs, verifying that Gao Zhitao had been correct—bombs had indeed been dismantled here.

Kong Shenghui understood Gao Zhitao’s methods. If this were only Gao Zhitao’s design, the bombs wouldn’t have been placed in such a professional setup.

Kong Shenghui grew increasingly anxious. If a single bomb remained undisarmed in this building and it detonated, the consequences would be catastrophic.

Outside, Gao Zhitao leaned against the car, feeling utterly helpless. With Xiang Yu locked inside, there was nothing he could do.

As time ticked closer, Xiang Yu also started feeling urgent. "You need to get on a computer right now and pull up the blueprints for me!" he demanded.

Xiang Yu sensed that he might have missed something while studying the blueprints earlier.

Unclear about Xiang Yu’s intentions but seeing his urgency, Gao Zhitao quickly retrieved his cellphone, opened his email, and pulled up the blueprints. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

However, the four police officers keeping watch were already displeased with Xiang Yu and had grievances against Gao Zhitao. One of them immediately snatched Gao Zhitao’s phone away, declaring, "He’s a suspect! He’s not allowed to access any communication devices."

These four officers were diehard followers of Director Huang, and they didn’t think much of Gao Zhitao.

Gao Zhitao, the deputy director, could hardly contain his anger; how dare these junior officers treat him with such blatant disrespect? Feeling his authority blatantly undermined, his voice turned icy. "Give him the phone."

Normally, Gao Zhitao was known for his amicable "Smiling Tiger" demeanor. His friendliness fostered the impression that he was easy to push around.

But when Gao Zhitao’s tone abruptly shifted to frost, it carried a chilling edge that startled even the boldest.

The four officers exchanged glances, ultimately deciding against handing over the device. As loyalists to Huang, they believed he would protect them should trouble arise.

"Sorry, Deputy Director Gao. That would violate regulations," one officer replied, emphasizing the "Deputy" in his title with deliberate force, as though underscoring Gao Zhitao’s subordinate position.

Incensed, Gao Zhitao flung the car door open and climbed inside. Without hesitation, he swung a fist at the officer holding the phone.

Though Gao Zhitao typically carried an amiable front, it didn’t mean he lacked a temper or the ability to fight.

The officer attempted to dodge but was cornered in the vehicle, leaving him unable to escape. Gao Zhitao’s punch landed squarely on his shoulder.

Infuriated, the officer shouted, "Deputy Director Gao, control yourself! If you hit me again, don’t blame me for fighting back!"

"Damn your arrogance! Go ahead and try!" Gao Zhitao roared, delivering a forceful kick.

As a spoiled scion accustomed to wielding influence, Gao Zhitao had once been a leader among affluent heirs and bureaucratic offspring. Though he’d mellowed after starting his career, being openly disrespected triggered his fiery nature.

Seeing Gao Zhitao genuinely escalate the matter, the officer panicked and threw a punch in retaliation.

These officers were trained fighters, and their punches packed significant power. Gao Zhitao took the hit and crumpled to the ground, struggling to get back up...