NOVEL NEXT Chapter 268 - 265: The First Round of Arrests
Chapter 268: Chapter 265: The First Round of Arrests
Inside the hotel.
The dining hall had a total of four exits, conveniently corresponding to the four members of the capture team, one guarding each exit. If a contestant wanted to break through the encirclement, they would have to confront at least one of them face-to-face.
The show was this thrilling from the get-go!
The audience immediately got excited, wanting to see how the contestants would escape.
Bi Fang also acted as the narrator, briefly introducing the contestant who was cornered, and then added, “It’s clear that this contestant is quite thoughtful. This hotel has a total of four dining halls, but he chose the busiest Hall 2 instead of the most spacious Hall 1, a very correct decision.”
As he said this, the production team timely broadcast the dining locations of the contestants over the past two days.
Without exception, they were all in Hall 2, undoubtedly proving that the contestant’s presence was not by chance but purposeful.
“An empty location is undoubtedly advantageous for escaping, but when you face multiple attacks at the same time, the chance of escaping directly drops to freezing point. At that time, more people around can cause more chaos, the so-called ‘muddying the waters to catch the fish.’ The greater the chaos, the easier it is to look for opportunities, and the strangers around can also serve as a warning.”
Bi Fang watched with interest as the two parties approached, but suddenly felt that there was something off between the contestant and the surrounding environment.
He glanced at the contestant, then at the diners beside him, and immediately understood something, asking with a chuckle.
“Did you guys notice anything about the contestant’s clothes?”
Clothes?
What’s up with the clothes?
The audience looked at the contestant’s attire and were initially baffled by Bi Fang’s question, because the contestant was just wearing very long winter clothing.
Isn’t this what you wear in the winter? Could it be that he’s wearing a bulletproof vest inside? Does Bi Fang have X-ray vision? Can he see what’s worn underneath?
“Indeed, it’s very ordinary winter attire, but ‘ordinary’ depends on the context. This set of winter clothes is inappropriate here. We need to pay attention to the environment.”
Bi Fang stretched out his hand and pointed at the clothes of a few diners next to him, and the difference became immediately apparent.
The other diners were mostly wearing sweaters or just shirts, far from clad in thick coats like the contestant.
The audience had an epiphany, remembering that the hotel was air-conditioned. Not to mention wearing a coat, even a sweater would seem a bit too warm, let alone an overly thick coat.
[Is this kidney deficiency? Why wear so much?]
“Of course not, this is actually a layer of protection. The contestant must have referred to the scene when I was caught, believing the captors would use anesthetic darts, using the thick coat to diffuse the anesthetic darts.”
At first glance, Bi Fang saw through the contestant’s idea. The method was crude but indeed effective. The needle of an anesthetic dart was limited in length, and if the clothing was thick enough, the anesthetic couldn’t be injected.
[Damn, impressive, impressive. Old Fang is such a bull, he saw through it at a glance.]
[Aren’t they going to be toasted alive? The hotel’s air conditioning can dehydrate a person.]
[Speaking of which, capturing someone in a public place, won’t that cause chaos?]
[Yeah, yeah, what if there’s a stampede?]
“You don’t need to worry about that. The capture plan was discussed in advance with the hotel’s customer service and the guests, so they are all prepared.”
As expected.
When the four-person team took the elevator to the dining floor, many people noticed these oddly dressed individuals. But when they saw the anesthetic dart guns in the hands of the four, they smiled knowingly, and some even waved at the camera, looking like they wanted to join in the excitement.
Causing chaos because of a capture was something that the production team would not do. Everyone was not new to making shows, and they understood the importance of safety.
The four-person team split up and ran towards the four exits, attracting the attention of quite a few patrons along the way, and the crowd in turn made the contestant vigilant.
Having stayed in the hotel for three days, he was particularly sensitive to such abnormal conditions, especially when he thought of the production team’s “capture plan.” He immediately wanted to leave this place of trouble.
No sooner had he stood up to leave when he saw Third Brother at the entrance ahead, aiming the gun at him. Startled, with no time to avoid, he grabbed the edge of the table and violently flipped it over!
A faint whirl of air followed by a needle viciously embedding itself in the wooden table.
The contestant who had narrowly dodged was about to leave, but suddenly felt a pain in his waist — two more syringes flew towards him, piercing through his coat. He looked anxiously to his left and right, surrounded by captors!
The team of four had walkie-talkies to communicate, and almost simultaneously fired their guns. Even if one could dodge from one direction, escaping the others was next to impossible.
Damn!
The contestant cursed internally. It turned out that the starting items were not so easy to obtain. He had taken every precaution, yet he was still cornered.
Three anesthetic darts — was it three people?
He yanked the darts out of his body and sprinted towards the last exit.
During his three days staying in the hotel, he hadn’t been idle; he had mapped out the hotel’s layout almost on the first day, learning every thoroughfare and exit. The last few days, he had spent familiarizing himself with the paths.
Thus, the moment the anesthetic darts appeared, he’d identified where someone was and the only “exit”!
“It seems our contestant is not very lucky, or perhaps he is just too nervous. He completely failed to realise that there would be an ambush at the fourth exit.”
Bi Fang watched the contestant run straight for the last exit and couldn’t help but sigh, guessing what would happen next.
One has to admit, the cooperation among the team of four was indeed seamless. Three members had shot at the same time, deliberately leaving the last exit unguarded to make the contestant subconsciously think that there were only three captors and to flee in that final direction.
The audience exclaimed with excitement!
What kind of live broadcast attracts the most attention?
Of course, the more twists, the better!
“When under attack, normal people will run towards the safest place, it’s a biological instinct, no one is an exception. In fact, even if the contestant suspected an ambush at the last exit, he would still have to run there.
It’s a gamble, after all. Every other direction is blocked, and the last exit may or may not be guarded. Plus, the subconscious will play its part, and in the end, he will run towards the last exit.”
Bi Fang analyzed calmly for the audience, explaining the purpose behind the group of four’s actions, surprising the audience with their unexpected shrewdness.
So they were that smart?
Were they just simpletons in front of Master Fang?
The distance from the dining table to the last entrance was about thirty meters. It would only take five or six seconds from getting up to reaching it.
Before Bi Fang could finish explaining, the contestant burst out!
At that moment, a dark shadow also lunged from the right!
“Been waiting for you!”
The contestant sneered, having anticipated an ambush at the last exit. Instead of dodging, he charged right at the shadow, but just as he prepared to attack, he found nothing but air.
His fist hit a coat!
Damn, it was a feint!
Before the contestant could react, he felt a tremendous force at the back of his knees, and before he knew it, he was kicked to the knees and forced to the ground.
Fourth Brother, who had been standing to the side, pounced from behind, unleashing all his strength to pin the contestant to the ground.
The contestant tried to struggle, but lying on the ground, he had no leverage or power. In the midst of his flailing, a few more seconds passed, and the other three members had already arrived, piling on top of him.
Any hope of escape instantly shattered.
The first round of the capture operation, a success!