Are You Crazy? You’re Telling Me This Is a Fugitive TV Show?

The arrest was about to start. Those two officers equipped with stun guns were on the verge of spotting Wang Yun.

“Is that Wang Yun’s figure? He’s done for this time. As soon as the two plainclothes officers closed into six meters, they could take him down with a direct shot.”

“My god, not to mention the two plainclothes officers with stun guns, but also Chen Minghao, the top motorcyclist in the country. No matter how excellent Wang Yun’s parkour ability is, he can’t outrun a motorcycle.”

“It’s completely over, the two officers can take down Wang Yun with their guns.”

Once all the viewers in the live stream of the command center room heard Zhang Xingchen’s words and saw that the two officers had located Wang Yun, a torrent of comments followed.

“This is the end.” This comment resonated with all the viewers and got their approval.

Indeed, it was the end. Two stun guns, ten ordinary officers, and two elite officers, all mounted on motorcycles. One of them was even the best motorcycle rider in the country. How could he possibly escape?

Escape was impossible. Even if he had wings, escaping seemed impossible.

Everyone was watching the livestream without blinking an eye, their eyes glued to the screen. It would be reasonable if Wang Yun got captured given these circumstances. Yet they still wanted to see how it would end.

Wang Yun was meandering around Guanwen Market, searching for materials to fabricate a lifelike skin mask, unaware that he had been surrounded.

Wang Yun was surveying the surrounding shops when a sudden sense of alertness struck him. He felt the weight of two piercing gazes from behind, fixated squarely on him. This realization sent a jolt through him, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly and quicken his pace.

As he sped up, the footsteps from behind seemed to follow suit, increasing in speed as well.

With a swift motion, Wang Yun dashed a few meters forward before abruptly turning around to confront the two young men trailing him. The duo, noticing Wang Yun’s sudden sprint, hastened their pace to keep up. However, seeing him suddenly wheel around to face them made them falter, their expressions shifting subtly.

His advanced alertness skill had proved beneficial.

“He’s noticed us.”

“He’s incredibly alert.”

The two undercover officers’ expressions changed as they immediately reached into their concealed holsters.

“A gun?” Wang Yun’s face drained of color as he saw their movements.

“He’s in the central street of Guanwen Market. We’ve located him, and he’s seen us,” one of the officers urgently pressed his communicator, shouting out the information. Simultaneously, they drew the weapons from their holsters.

“A stun gun.”

The moment they brandished their weapons, Wang Yun instantly identified them and a small amount of information came into his mind. Stun guns with a range of about five to six meters. A direct hit would instantly incapacitate the target.

Wang Yun heaved a sigh of relief. As long as they weren’t wielding real guns, he could handle the situation. Without a moment’s hesitation, Wang Yun turned and bolted.

“Stop right there,” shouted the two officers at the top of their lungs, their expressions panicked.

“He’s heading towards the eastern exit from the central street,” they roared into their communicators.

“Follow him. We’re on our way,” a chorus of acknowledgments and the roar of engines sounded from the communicator.

Wang Yun had managed to dodge the initial crisis, prompting a flurry of discussion among countless netizens.

“Eh? Big Brother actually noticed them? His awareness is top-notch!” a viewer commented.

“Sure, he’s alert and managed to avoid the stun gun, but once those ten motorcycles surround him, he’s done for,” another remarked.

At that moment, the number of people watching this arrest operation had soared to an astounding seventy to eighty million.

Within the common center room, Zhang Xingchen stiffened upon realizing that Wang Yun had somehow detected the two undercover officers.

He sat upright, eyes glued on the unfolding scene. His nerves were fraying. After all, this was his third attempt at arresting Wang Yun. If he failed yet again, the embarrassment would be unbearable.

“It’s futile, you won’t escape,” he murmured to himself.

***

Wang Yun sensed the pursuit from behind and pushed his speed to the limit. His pace was astonishing, rivaling that of a national track athlete. Within moments, he created a significant distance between himself and the two plainclothes officers.

As he approached a crossroad ahead, he didn’t hesitate and swiftly took a left turn. Wang Yun was aware, from his conversation with the taxi driver, that Guanwen Market had four exits.

“He took the left. Cut him off!” The two chasing plainclothes officers saw Wang Yun’s move and immediately relayed the information through their communicators.

Wang Yun sprinted forward, his eyes on the path ahead, while the voices of the two officers echoed from behind him.

However, the sound of roaring engines approached him from the front. He looked up, and his sharp eyes caught sight of three motorcycles rapidly heading his way.

“Damn, how did they find out my location?” he muttered.

Upon seeing the encircling motorcycles, Wang Yun’s face paled, his mind whirling with possibilities.

The sight of the approaching bikes made Wang Yun’s heart race, his mind racing even faster. The road was over ten meters wide, but with three motorcycles blocking his path, escape seemed impossible. And if those two plainclothes officers got close enough to shoot, he would surely be arrested.

‘What to do?’ Wang Yun frantically scanned his surroundings.

In desperation, Wang Yun’s gaze darted around and landed on a nearby store. A glint of inspiration flashed in his eyes. He dashed inside, swiftly picking up an item, and threw several banknotes onto the counter. The store’s employees stared in bewilderment as Wang Yun bolted outside, clutching what appeared to be a lifelike doll.

The doll was dressed in a cute skirt, standing about a meter tall. Wang Yun held it close, its head nestled against his chest.

To any onlooker, it seemed as if he was holding a child.

The roaring engines grew deafening as the three motorcycles neatly aligned themselves in Wang Yun’s path, their riders eyeing him with steely determination. The distance between them rapidly closed.

When he was just ten meters away, the three motorcycles came to a synchronized stop, blocking his way. The officers had their eyes locked on Wang Yun.

Behind him, the two plainclothes officers finally caught up and shouted, “Stop him!”

The three officers alighted from their motorcycles, stretching their bodies a little. With a faint smirk, they coolly told Wang Yun, “Ready to surrender?”

With the officers closing in from both ends, Wang Yun was completely cornered. The arrest seemed inevitable.

“Stand back, or I’ll kill her!” Wang Yun threatened, his eyes locked on the three officers in front of him. He tightened his grip around the doll in his arms, pressing a sharp scalpel to its neck.

Out of nowhere, a young, frightened voice cried out, “Mommy, Daddy… help me. It hurts!”

That sudden, plaintive cry caught the three officers off guard. Their confident demeanor faltered.

A hostage?

Did Wang Yun take a hostage?

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