Chapter 119
It was not that bright yet, and the entire small town was shrouded in the greyness of dusk. It was particularly peaceful, as if the events of the previous night had never happened. Song Kun was half-lying on the bed with most of his shoulder and arm exposed, and a subordinate with some medical knowledge was carefully bandaging him. His eyes were red-rimmed, and the veins in his forehead were protruding, yet his eyes were unwaveringly bright as he asked the subordinate, “Wen Rong has not returned yet?”
The subordinate replied, “Dr Wen went to an old village in the mountains yesterday to treat a patient. He will only be back tonight.”
Song Kun hummed coldly.
Next to him, Qin Sheng’s face had also been cut by flying debris, and his back too had been injured, although not seriously. He was sitting sullenly at the edge, smoking a cigarette. The atmosphere in the room was incredibly depressing and stifling.
Bo Jinyan was sitting on the opposite side, smoking. As his sunglasses reflected the light, he exuded an air of being calm and collected, yet with a certain sharpness. Zhao Kun stood the furthest away from the others, constantly looking out of the window.
Song Kun asked, “Zhao Kun, what are you looking at?”
Zhao Kun said, “Nothing, I’m just thinking about Ah Chen, and where he is right now.”
Within their organisation, Zhao Kun had always been the one who placed the greatest importance on comradeship. On hearing his words, Song Kun also felt as if a blunt knife was sawing away at his heart. Zheng Chen had been with him from a young age, loyal and devoted. Who could imagine that he would go like this?
At the same time, he felt a kind of hollowness due to a sense of helplessness rising up within him. Even though it had been to catch the mole and remove the hatred within his heart, the fact was that he had lost two of his generals in one night. However, Gu An had been a police officer and did not deserve an ounce of pity. He had exchanged him for Smiling Snake, whom he had used to great satisfaction.