Chapter 170: Exploring the Dangerous Place: Escaping Danger

Dai Shiya's heart seemed to be clenched by an invisible big hand, and every beat was accompanied by a heavy sense of oppression.

She held her breath and moved carefully in the direction of the sound with the weak light of the flashlight.

The interior of the abandoned factory was like a huge black hole, swallowing all the light, and shadows were like monsters with bared fangs and claws, jumping on the walls.

The air was filled with a rotten smell, mixed with the fishy smell of motor oil and rust, which was disgusting.

She could feel cold sweat oozing from her back, and her fingertips holding the pistol tightly were slightly numb.

With every step, the gravel under her feet would make a subtle sound, which was particularly harsh in this silent environment.

She tried to lighten her footsteps, but she could still hear her rapid breathing, as if reminding the enemy lurking in the dark of her existence.

Suddenly, there was a burst of rapid footsteps in front, accompanied by low voices, as if a beast was growling.

Dai Shiya's heart instantly rose to her throat. She immediately hid behind a thick rusty pillar, and the light of the flashlight went out.

She carefully observed the movement in front of her through the gap of the pillar.

A group of people in black uniforms appeared in the dim vision like ghosts. They were armed with weapons and had fierce expressions on their faces, surrounding Dai Shiya.

Dai Shiya's heart sank to the bottom of the valley instantly, and an unprecedented sense of crisis came over her.

These people acted quickly and were well-trained. They were obviously not ordinary gangsters.

Their appearance made the already oppressive atmosphere more solidified, like a huge black net, trapping Dai Shiya tightly.

She seemed to be a trapped beast in a cage, and the only way out seemed to be a desperate fight.

Dai Shiya's breathing became rapid, she clenched her teeth, her eyes like a cheetah, staring at the enemy in front of her, looking for any possible opportunity.

She could feel her adrenaline secreted rapidly, and the blood in her body was boiling, preparing for a brutal battle.

"Found it!" One of them roared in a low voice, their eyes were like poisonous snakes, searching for Dai Shiya's figure in the darkness.

Dai Shiya knew that she had been exposed and could not hide any longer.

She had to act immediately, otherwise she would be in unpredictable danger.

She held the pistol tightly in her hand, and her fingertips turned pale because of the force.

She took a deep breath, her eyes were firm, and she was ready to shoot at any time.

At this moment, a calm voice sounded in her ears, "Don't move."

Dai Shiya felt a warm breath brushing against her ears, and her tense nerves relaxed miraculously.

She didn't look back, but she knew clearly that it was her husband who came.

"Calm down, I'm here." Her husband's voice was low and powerful, like a reassurance pill, instantly dispelling the fear in Dai Shiya's heart.

She took a deep breath and followed her husband's instructions, moving silently to a corner full of discarded tires.

The rubber smell of the tires was pungent and unpleasant, but she had no time to care about it at the moment, and she listened attentively to the movements around her.

"Where are the people? They are clearly nearby!" The enemy's voice was getting closer and closer, mixed with anxiety and uneasiness.

Dai Shiya could feel that they had begun to panic, and the originally orderly encirclement had also had loopholes.

"Spread out and search carefully!" Another voice was trembling, obviously, they also felt the approach of danger.

Dai Shiya held her breath and observed the enemy's movements through the gap in the tire.

She found that one of the enemies was approaching the corner where she was hiding.

The opportunity came!

Just as the enemy was about to walk in front of her, Dai Shiya suddenly jumped out from behind the tire pile and pointed the muzzle of the gun in her hand at his chest.

"Bang!" A gunshot sounded, and the enemy fell to the ground.

The sudden change caught the other enemies off guard. They looked around in panic, trying to find the position of the attacker.

"There!" An enemy found Dai Shiya and immediately raised his gun and shot.

Dai Shiya was well prepared. She flexibly dodged the bullets and kept changing her position to prevent the enemy from aiming.

The roar of machines in the abandoned factory, the sound of metal colliding, and the panicked shouts of the enemy intertwined into a chaotic symphony.

At this moment, Dai Shiya's husband also joined the battle.

He shuttled between the enemies like a ghost, and every move was clean and neat, without any drag.

The couple cooperated tacitly and caught the enemy off guard.

The enemy, who was originally aggressive, now fled like a stray dog.

The battle was extremely fierce, and the surrounding environment became more chaotic.

Dust flew, gravel splashed, and abandoned machine parts were scattered all over the ground.

Just when Dai Shiya thought the battle was about to end, her husband suddenly stopped and stared at an enemy lying on the ground.

"Wait," he whispered, "he seems to have something in his hand."

The remnant of the gunshot had not yet dissipated, and the air was filled with gunpowder and blood.

Dai Shiya looked around vigilantly, and after making sure that there were no fish that had escaped the net, she slowly walked to her husband.

Her husband squatted down and carefully examined the body of the fallen enemy.

He wore black gloves, and his movements were skillful and professional, as if dealing with such scenes was commonplace.

"He held a file bag tightly in his hand." The husband's voice was low and a little excited.

He carefully pried open the enemy's stiff fingers and took out a kraft paper file bag.

The seal of the file bag was sealed with wax, and a strange symbol was printed on it, like a hawk with its wings spread.

Dai Shiya's heart skipped a beat.

She had a hunch that this file bag contained something they had always wanted.

They carefully pried open the wax and pulled out the documents inside.

With the weak light of the flashlight, they quickly browsed the contents of the file.

Dai Shiya's eyes widened and her breathing became rapid.

The file recorded a lot of transaction information, including time, place, people, amount, and even the code words of the transaction.

The information was complicated, but all pointed to the same goal - a huge force hidden behind the scenes.

"Oh my God!" Dai Shiya couldn't help but exclaimed, "We finally found their evidence!"

A smile appeared on her husband's face, but soon, his brows frowned again.

"This information is very fragmentary, and we need more time to sort and analyze it."

"But this is already a huge breakthrough!" Dai Shiya said excitedly, "We can follow these clues and find their lair!"

Her husband was silent for a moment, then said, "I always feel that things are not that simple. This force is hidden so deeply that it is impossible for us to find their core secrets easily."

"You mean..." Dai Shiya's voice dropped.

"I suspect that this is just a bait." Her husband's eyes became sharp, "They deliberately left this information to lead us into a trap."

Dai Shiya's heart sank suddenly.

She carefully looked at the document in her hand and then looked at the surrounding environment.

The abandoned factory was in a mess, and there were traces of battle everywhere.

Could it be that all this was really just a carefully designed trap? "But..." Dai Shiya wanted to say something, but was interrupted by her husband.

"We must be careful." Her husband's voice was a little warning, "We can't be blinded by the victory in front of us."

Dai Shiya took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

"Then what

do you think we should do next?"

Her husband did not answer, but cast his eyes on a name on the document.

"Perhaps, we can start with this person..."

After listening to her husband's analysis, Dai Shiya still had doubts in her heart, but she knew that her husband's caution was right.

She pondered for a moment, "Perhaps, this is indeed a trap, but we can't be afraid of it. These clues, whether true or false, are our chance to fight back." Her tone was firm, as if she had made up her mind.

Her husband looked at the fire burning in her eyes, and a fighting spirit surged in his heart.

"Okay, let's do as you say." He agreed, with a hint of doting in his tone.

He liked her courage and boldness in not fearing challenges, and this confident look always fascinated him.

They quickly analyzed the next direction of action. Dai Shiya decided to start with the name on the document and secretly investigate this person.

Her husband was responsible for protecting her in secret and dealing with other possible emergencies.

After reaching an agreement, the tense atmosphere between the two eased, replaced by a tacit understanding and trust.

Dai Shiya's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident smile.

She leaned gently on her husband's shoulder and felt the warmth coming from him.

In this abandoned factory full of dangers, his presence is her strongest support.

They will not delay any longer and prepare to leave this abandoned factory full of dangers.

Dai Shiya walked to the factory gate and tried to push it, but found that it did not move at all.

She frowned and pushed it several times, but the door was still tightly closed.

She turned to look at her husband with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"The door seems to be locked."

The husband walked to the door and checked it carefully.

The door was tightly locked with several thick iron chains, and a heavy iron lock was hung on the chain.

He tried several times but failed to open the iron chain.

"It's not an ordinary lock. It seems that we are trapped." There was a hint of coldness in his low voice, and a dangerous atmosphere quietly spread.

Dai Shiya's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came to her mind.

She looked around and found that several dazzling lights suddenly lit up in the originally dim factory.

These lights were like invisible monitors, locking them tightly.

She realized that she might have fallen into a bigger trap, a more dangerous situation.

"It seems that the other party is well prepared." Dai Shiya whispered, but her voice was unusually calm, without the slightest panic.

She tightly grasped the pistol in her hand, and her fingertips turned pale because of the force.

She knew that a new battle was about to begin.

She turned her head to look at her husband, and their eyes met. Without saying anything, they already understood each other's thoughts.

Dai Shiya looked at the blocked exit, and did not panic. She took a deep breath,