The other side of the boundless sea of ​​kindness

Chapter 793: Of course I surrendered myself

The moment An Yu was taken out of the interrogation room, two armed men happened to come over, pushing Yu Fei.

Yu Fei was also blindfolded, his mouth sealed tightly with black tape. He was roughly pushed into a chair.

The armed men skillfully locked him up before removing the cloth from his eyes and the tape from his mouth.

Yu Fei blinked his eyes, adjusted to the light in the room, and saw clearly the solemn old man and the stern-faced adjutant in front of him.

Confusion and uneasiness welled up in my heart, and I couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing? Where is this place? Why are you arresting people at random?"

The adjutant looked displeased, his eyes revealing a hint of severity as he demanded, "Did you know that An Yu murdered someone?"

Yu Fei took a deep breath, trying to remain calm, and responded, "An Yu didn't kill anyone intentionally. She acted in self-defense."

"Oh, so you knew she killed someone? So you helped her escape from the crime?" The adjutant pressed on step by step, his tone aggressive.

Yu Fei frowned and quickly explained, "We didn't run away. We just went to the Research Institute to find out the truth."

"Looking for a truth? What truth?" the adjutant asked relentlessly.

Yu Fei gave the adjutant a disdainful look and said, "This is An Yu's own private matter. There's no need to tell you about it."

The old man's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Adjutant, since he doesn't want to talk, drag him out and execute him!"

The adjutant nodded slightly and waved his hand to signal the two armed men beside him to take action. When Yu Fei heard this, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly:

"If I hadn't committed any crime, you can't just execute me! Besides, I was just accompanying An Yu to the school to find the person who rescued her in the secret room.

I wanted to confirm whether it was Qiu Beichen, but it turned out that it was Teng Zijing who saved An Yu. "Do I really need to sacrifice my life for such a small matter?"

The old man frowned slightly and asked doubtfully, "What does this have to do with Teng Zijing?"

Yu Fei said impatiently, "Sister An Yu must have fallen in love with the wrong person over the years..."

After hearing this, the old man couldn't help but feel that this matter was as absurd as a child playing house. He waved his hands helplessly and signaled to take it away.

Just as the armed men brought Yu Fei and An Yu to the base yard and were about to put them in the car, the roar of an engine suddenly came from the distance.

Teng Zijing drove the army jeep into the yard as fast as a black gust of wind.

Teng Zijing's eyes instantly locked onto An Yu, and he saw her being roughly escorted by armed men.

His eyes were tightly covered with black cloth and his mouth was sealed tightly with tape. He had no power to resist and a nameless anger suddenly surged in his heart.

This rage, like a blazing flame, quickly spread throughout his body. Accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound of braking, the sound was like a sharp blade slicing through the air, resounding throughout the empty courtyard.

Then, Teng Zijing skillfully controlled the steering wheel and made a beautiful drift. The jeep stopped steadily beside An Yu like an obedient beast.

Teng Zijing couldn't wait to open the car door and rushed out. He pushed away the armed men who were escorting An Yu with all his strength.

He shouted angrily, "Who allowed you to treat her like this? Get out of here!" His voice was filled with unquestionable majesty, as if to shatter the air around him.

At this moment, Teng Zijing was like an angry lion, protecting An Yu tightly behind him, his eyes revealing a firm desire to protect her.

The armed personnel looked at Teng Zijing in his hospital gown with a hint of surprise on their faces, but they hurriedly explained:

"She is suspected of intentional homicide and is a fugitive. This is the chief's instruction to send her to the public security bureau."

Teng Zijing turned his head slightly, his eyes full of tenderness. He gently turned around and put his arm around An Yu's shoulders, saying softly:

"Xiao Yu, don't be afraid, come with me. No one can do anything to you here." After saying that, he supported An Yu and prepared to leave.

However, after just a few steps, the old man and his adjutant came out of the building. When the old man saw the scene in front of him, his face instantly turned gloomy and he shouted angrily:

"Teng Zijing, you dare to disregard the law and blatantly disobey orders. Don't blame me for not considering family ties!

Come, take Teng Zijing away and put him in the solitary confinement room. Let him reflect on his actions!"

The old man's voice was as loud as a bell, carrying an irresistible majesty.

Teng Zijing looked up and saw many armed men surrounding him, the momentum was as surging as the tide.

He subconsciously reached into his waist and took out the electric baton, fiddling with it flexibly in his hand. His eyes revealed a determination that he was determined to continue fighting against everyone.

However, the other side had more people and more power. A group of armed men swarmed in like a pyramid and jumped towards Teng Zijing.

Teng Zijing was instantly submerged in the crowd, his body covered by the overlapping figures, unable to move.

Seeing this, the adjutant waved his hand slightly, signaling the several fully armed men responsible for escorting An Yu to act quickly.

So they quickly took Yu Fei and An Yi into the car, started the engine, and slowly drove away from the scientific research base.

After a while, everyone felt that Teng Zijing was no longer struggling, and then they slowly stood up one by one.

Teng Zijing's face turned ashen, and he lay on the ground motionless, like a pile of dead ashes.

The old man frowned slightly and ordered in a cold voice: "Help him up." Two armed men hurried forward and helped Teng Zijing up with great effort.

Only then did he realize that the original knife wound on his abdomen had been torn open due to the fierce struggle just now. The bright red blood was like a blooming flower, quickly staining a large area of ​​the hospital gown red, which looked shocking.

Teng Zijing was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He stared at the old man intently and asked, "Where did you send An Yu?"

The old man responded angrily, "She killed someone and is now on the run. Of course, she should be arrested and sent to the police station. This is the punishment she deserves!"

When Teng Zijing heard this, he broke free from the arm that was supporting him without saying a word and walked towards the jeep with stubborn steps.

Seeing this, the old man shouted, "Teng Zijing, look at you, your wounds are torn like this. If you don't treat it, where are you going to die?"

Teng Zijing stopped, turned around, and replied with a scoundrel look but also with determination: "Go to the Public Security Bureau and turn yourself in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly got into the car with his agile figure and stepped hard on the accelerator.

The jeep shot out like an arrow, and its wheels kicked up a cloud of dust that instantly filled the air.

This scene made the old man very angry. He clenched his fists in anger and the veins on his face bulged.

"Adjutant, go to the Public Security Bureau right away. I want to see how this brat is going to continue to cause trouble!" The old man ordered the adjutant angrily.

The adjutant nodded slightly, "Yes," and quickly turned around and ran towards the car, ready to carry out the old man's orders.

In a corner of the bustling city of Kuncheng, the Kuncheng Public Security Bureau stands proudly with its solemn and dignified posture.

The tall exterior walls of the building exude a cold and stern atmosphere, as if declaring the majesty of the law to the world.

On the roof of the Public Security Bureau, a very eye-catching flag fluttered in the breeze, and its bright colors sparkled in the sunlight, as if symbolizing that the light of justice will never go out.

The jeep escorting An Yu and Yu Fei drove slowly along the spacious avenue, and the wheels made a steady sound as they rubbed against the ground.

When the car approached the gate of the Public Security Bureau, the police officers on duty immediately saluted in standard military posture.

The jeep slowly drove into the compound of the Public Security Bureau. Under the sunlight, the body of the jeep reflected a dazzling light.

At this time, Xing Zhongxing and his team members, who had received a call from the military, had already been waiting in the yard.

They were dressed in neat police uniforms, standing upright, with focused and serious eyes, as if they were about to face an important task.

Everyone's expression is full of professionalism and concentration, which reflects the respect for duty and the commitment to mission.

Seeing the car parked steadily in the yard, the doors opened one after another, and the escort personnel got out of the car quickly with uniform movements, demonstrating the military's competence and discipline.

The leading officer walked towards Xing Zhongxing with firm steps. He was agile and had sharp eyes.

He raised his hand in a standard military salute and said in a resonant voice, "Team leader Zhan Yan of the seventh platoon is here to hand over to the criminal squad."

Xing Zhongxing returned the greeting solemnly, and glanced at the two people being escorted. He saw that An Yu and Yu Fei were both blindfolded.

His mouth was also sealed, and he couldn't help but frown slightly and asked, "What's going on?"

Zhan Yan followed Xing Zhongxing's gaze and glanced at the two of them, and hurriedly explained: "Captain Xing, the military base has strict confidentiality regulations.

Please understand that no strangers are allowed to enter or leave the base at will. This is also to ensure the safety of the base and prevent the disclosure of confidentiality."

Xing Zhongxing nodded slightly and waved his hand, expressing his understanding. Then, two well-trained police officers quickly stepped forward, expertly taking An Yu and Yu Fei, and preparing to take them to the interrogation room.

Just then, a loud "Wait..." broke the silence in the yard.

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused, and they saw Teng Zijing jump out of the jeep with swift movements.

As a senior police officer of the Public Security Bureau, Wang Weidong recognized Teng Zijing at a glance and blurted out, "The boss of Fengteng International, Teng Zijing."

Teng Zijing had a domineering look on his face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sly smile, and he said slowly: "Yes, it's me."

There was a sense of uninhibitedness and confidence in his tone, as if he was fully confident about the situation at hand.

Just as he finished speaking, another military vehicle sped into the yard, its wheels drawing an arc on the ground and raising a little dust.

The owner of the car was anxious and panicked. The adjutant was sitting in the car, and when he saw Teng Zijing, his heart tightened.

Without waiting for the car to stop completely, he quickly opened the door and almost jumped out of the car. He took two steps at a time and approached Teng Zijing eagerly.

His face was full of anxiety and helplessness, and he sighed and said, "Little ancestor, look at you, running around with injuries, what on earth do you want to do by running to the Public Security Bureau?

You know that some things are very complicated. If you come here rashly, you will cause trouble for everyone."

Teng Zijing, however, shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "Of course I'm turning myself in!

Now that I've done it, I have no intention of running away." His eyes revealed a hint of determination, as if he had made up his mind.