I Received Messages From Future Self!-Chapter 148 - Tense Atmosphere

Chapter 148: Chapter 148 Tense Atmosphere

In room 512!

Axi, who had been drinking beer, suddenly froze, his keen sense of smell picking up on a taut atmosphere.

Almost on instinct, he reached for the gun resting on the bed.

“Someone there?”

His brows furrowed tightly, Axi stealthily flicked off the safety of the gun in his hand, his fierce eyes glued to the sliver of light coming from the corridor through the door gap.

It seemed like a pair of feet were blocking the light from the door gap.

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Even though he couldn’t see clearly, his intuition told him that those were feet, and that someone was standing right outside his door.

Holding the gun, Axi slowly stood up, beads of sweat appearing on the tip of his nose.

He tiptoed quietly, shifting his steps bit by bit.

Treading on the soft carpet, he moved to stand behind the bed.

Given his short stature, the moment there was danger,

this king-size memory foam mattress would become his best cover.

Axi stood behind the bed and slowly raised his gun.

The dark muzzle pointed straight at the guest room door.

The moment the door flung open, he would fire at the first sight of someone bursting into the room.

At the same time, Axi set down the beer he had been holding.

He pulled out his cellphone from his pocket.

Hitting the WeChat contact labeled “Mom.”

The cell phone in Axi’s hand belonged to the child’s corpse found inside the black suitcase in the bathroom.

And naturally, the cellphone listed under “Mom” in WeChat contacts was in Han Xue’s possession.

Axi needed to signal Han Xue, whether to warn her or to ask for help.

Trapped in a fifth-floor guest room, he was like a beast locked in an iron cage or a turtle in a pot, with no escape once the door was blocked.

Caught between desperate resistance and surrender, he chose the former, and could only choose the former.

With the litany of crimes he committed, being caught meant facing the death penalty.

Perhaps fighting desperately might carve a bloody path to a slim chance of survival.

If he failed, it would mean nothing more than death.

To Axi, death was merely a matter of sooner or later.

Given Axi’s personality, it was better to die sooner and be free than to be caught and wait for death in jail.

“Hurry back, save me!”

Axi drafted four words and clicked send.

After sending the message, he tossed the phone aside.

Axi picked up the beer can again, took a big gulp, and shook the can in his hand—there was still a little less than half left.

Axi sneered coldly, ready to fight to the death.

Outside the door, Song Lin was also ready.

He clenched the gun in his hand, prepared to fight to the end at any moment.

In the Western restaurant!

Han Xue, who was exchanging tender glances with Tom, was startled by her cell phone’s notification sound.

Han Xue smiled at Tom, picked up her phone, and her entire body trembled, her face turning ashen as she read the plea for help from Axi.

“Blown cover?”

That was Han Xue’s first reaction.

“Run or go back to save Axi?”

That was Han Xue’s second reaction.

For Han Xue, it was a difficult choice.

This multiple-choice question had no right answer.

To go back and save Axi might mean she’d never return.

To ignore Axi’s plea and take the chance to flee would still result in a citywide police manhunt.

But perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope.

Tom, who had been watching Han Xue closely, immediately noticed the fleeting panic in her eyes.

“What’s going on?”

“Could the police have started their operation?”

Tom speculated in his mind.

Tom blinked and asked, “Beautiful madam, are you feeling unwell?”

Hearing Tom’s words, Han Xue raised her head and looked at him, a hint of suspicion flashing in her eyes.

“This man in front of me…”

“Isn’t his arrival too coincidental?”

“Could he be deliberately trying to get close to me?”

In Han Xue’s heart, intense doubt arose towards Tom, who had initiated the flirtation.

“There’s something wrong with this person!”

The more Han Xue thought about it, the more certain she became that there was something off about Tom.

The timing of his appearance was too suspicious!

This only made the already skeptical Han Xue even more doubtful.

Han Xue’s gaze towards Tom began to carry a dangerous air, and she stealthily picked up her handbag.

Tom caught all of Han Xue’s reactions, and alarm bells rang in his mind, but he remained composed on the surface, still smiling at Han Xue, his eyes conveying concern.

“Madam, what’s wrong?”

Tom asked with concern.

Han Xue’s hand reached into her bag and once again grasped the small remote control.

“Something came up at home, so our dinner has to end here,”

After a moment of silence, Han Xue declared.

She then stood up and left.

After some deliberation, even though Han Xue found Tom very suspicious, she didn’t take any action against him or show her hand.

In a place so public, Han Xue still had concerns; she didn’t want to be entangled by Tom, nor did she want to enter the police’s radar prematurely.

Watching Han Xue’s departing figure, Tom remained silent until she had left the restaurant. Only then did he take out his mobile phone and open WeChat.

[Tom: Princess Your Highness, Han Xue received a message and left in a hurry. She’s suspicious of me, and I can no longer delay her with normal means. Should I take coercive measures?]

After sending the WeChat message, Tom signaled to the waiter with a wave of his hand to settle the bill.

Room 507!

Seeing Tom’s WeChat message, Fang Xiaocao fell silent; then, watching surveillance footage of Song Lin preparing to swipe open the door of room 512, she took a deep breath and replied, “No need, she’s on her way back now, it’s probably too late.”

“As soon as a gun goes off here, the hotel will likely be locked down and begin evacuating people, allowing only exits without entries, Han Xue shouldn’t affect the police operation now and might even walk into a trap.”

After sending the WeChat message, Fang Xiaocao continued to monitor the actions of Song Lin and others on her phone screen.

“Hurry up and move!”

Fang Xiaocao muttered to herself.

[Tom: Received!]

Upon seeing Fang Xiaocao’s message, Tom replied and left the restaurant after settling the bill.

Since Fang Xiaocao said that the hotel might be locked down, he was in no rush to return to the hotel.

Tom strolled the streets, slowly heading in the direction of the hotel.

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The hotel’s fifth-floor corridor!

Song Lin extended three fingers, retracting them one by one.

Upon seeing Song Lin’s signal, Luo Fei and the others immediately tensed up, gripping their guns tightly, focusing intently on the door of room 512.

As the last finger was withdrawn, Song Lin unhesitatingly placed the universal room card on the sensor of the lock of room 512’s door.

With two “beeps,” the lock of room 512 sounded a “click” and automatically sprang open.

Song Lin, with a gun in both hands, raised his foot and kicked the door open, rushing into the room.

“Police check, hands on your head, don’t move!”

As he charged into room 512, Song Lin yelled out.

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Song Lin didn’t hesitate to raise his gun!