Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 312 - 55_3

Chapter 312: Chapter 55_3

Tan Wenbin also realized what Li Zhiyuan was trying to do. He wanted to remind them that there was still one person missing, but he also knew that someone as smart as Xiao Yuan wouldn’t forget Zheng Haiyang.

Xiao Yuan chose not to search for him, opting to escape the danger and head to a safe area first. Tan Wenbin could understand that decision. Most importantly, he was just an accessory on Run Sheng, without any right to make demands.

They could only leave this place first, and then ask Xiao Yuan to find a way to save Haiyang.

"Alright, it should be smashed open now, Brother Runsheng, let’s get ou..."

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Zheng Haiyang’s screams came from not far behind.

"No, no, no, save me, save me!"

Tan Wenbin bit his lip hard, his lips already bleeding, but he said nothing, not even daring to tighten his grip on Run Sheng’s vest.

The man he had always protected was now in perilous danger, and he could only choose to ignore it.

It wasn’t that he was scared. If he were here alone, even knowing the risks of turning back, he would do so without hesitation to save someone.

But now, he was worried that doing so would jeopardize Xiao Yuan, influencing Xiao Yuan’s decisions.

Zheng Haiyang’s screams indeed made Li Zhiyuan pause, but just for a brief moment.

Then came the resolute command:

"Get out, run twenty big steps, jump!"

Run Sheng started running, and so did Tan Wenbin.

Run Sheng began to jump, and though Tan Wenbin tried to count Run Sheng’s steps, keeping up with Run Sheng’s pace was extremely difficult for him. By the time it was his turn to jump, he was too slow.

A sharp pain shot through his knee, and he tumbled down, landing harshly.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw the stars in the night sky and the surrounding vegetable field.

They had made it out!

Tan Wenbin looked ahead, and around Zheng Haiyang’s house, except for the slope section, there was a small concrete fence less than one meter high.

Xiao Yuan had calculated the distance earlier, prompting Run Sheng to jump. He hadn’t managed to jump, hitting it directly and tumbling over.

Fortunately, it was just a painful bump with some scraped skin, nothing serious.

Run Sheng turned back and looked at the courtyard they had just exited.

Li Zhiyuan patted Run Sheng’s shoulder, and Run Sheng, supporting the boy with one hand, helped him land steadily.

"Brother Runsheng, use your vest to bandage Brother Binbin."

"Okay!"

Run Sheng took off his vest, tore it into strips, and bandaged the wound on Tan Wenbin’s left arm, barely stopping the bleeding.

His arm had been chopped with a cleaver in the dark earlier, losing quite some blood, but it wasn’t from someone as strong as Run Sheng.

As for Li Zhiyuan and Run Sheng, they were both unharmed. Li Zhiyuan had dodged based on his hearing, while Run Sheng kept swinging the Yellow River Shovel, keeping the two old people at bay even though he couldn’t see.

Tan Wenbin was also fortunate, he had struck a match and managed to reach Run Sheng in time.

Originally, he should have been one of the two most endangered.

As for the other one, he should still be inside the house.

"Brother Runsheng, my Compass."

Tan Wenbin immediately said, "It’s in the bag, still inside."

Previously, the equipment bag was at Run Sheng’s feet. The Yellow River Shovel had been deliberately pulled out, placed within reach, learning from a previous lesson at Zhou Yong’s house.

But after the darkness ensued, there was only time to keep gripping the Yellow River Shovel, no time to retrieve the equipment.

However, Run Sheng reached into his pocket and pulled out the purple Compass.

"Xiao Yuan’s Compass, I’ve been carrying it with me."

Li Zhiyuan took the Compass and began deducing the layout in front of them.

Soon, he discovered something.

"We haven’t escaped its influence yet; we are still inside."

Run Sheng quickly bent down, preparing to carry the boy on his back again.

Tan Wenbin tensed up instantly. Could everything they were seeing be an illusion?

"It’s not a big problem. The area we are in is only obscured from the outside, not from the inside. People outside can’t see changes in our location. Although we are still inside, we have left the most dangerous area."

Both Run Sheng and Tan Wenbin sighed in relief.

Tan Wenbin timidly called out, "Xiao Yuan..."

"I know."

Li Zhiyuan continued to deduce with his head down.

As long as he could figure it out, the darkness was as if it had a light hung back up, and danger would no longer be a threat.

Li Zhiyuan had intended to send Tan Wenbin out to find Tan Yunlong now.

Indeed, if they came to salvage something tonight, how could they not notify Tan Yunlong?

Without notifying Tan Yunlong, to whom would they hand over the salvaged items to the state?

Actually, Tan Yunlong had been monitoring the perimeter since the afternoon, accompanied by four undercover police officers.

The reason they hadn’t greeted anyone upon arriving here from school was because it wasn’t part of the same task. Nonetheless, Tan Yunlong would continue to guard through the night regardless.

However, seeing the wounds on Tan Wenbin, Li Zhiyuan feared that this object was too dangerous and "the plaque" might not suffice here.

Rashly calling Tan Yunlong and others here would only heighten their danger.

"Ah!"

Just then, Zheng Haiyang staggered out from the shattered living room door, multi-wounded, covered in blood.

He clutched a chair in his hands, frantically swinging it to fend off attacks.

His grandparents, holding blood-dripping cleavers, were gradually closing in on him.

Tan Wenbin immediately yelled with all his strength, "Haiyang, Haiyang, Haiyang, come this way!"