Crazy Detective

"Wah…" The hostage facing Zhao Yu let out a sound of surprise when Zhao Yu's pants dropped.

"￥#@%%..." The big guy mumbled something to the masked man. Although what he was saying couldn't be made out, it was evident that he was questioning the efficacy of the truth serum administered to Zhao Yu.

The masked man wouldn't have known that Zhao Yu possessed an antidote. The antidote was capable of neutralizing even the most lethal poison, so why not a truth serum?

Zhao Yu received the injection so that he could take advantage of their negligence and make things difficult for them. He thought he was doing well putting on an act, so he hadn't expected the masked man to have taken precautions by removing the bullets from the pistol beforehand.

In face of the threat from the armed thugs, he threw away the pistol and teased them saying, "Both your explosives and drugs are expired, I think you better figure out your consumer rights!"

"￥##%..." The short ruffian understood Mandarin, so he immediately walked up to Zhao Yu and prepared to shoot him.

"NO!" The masked man held him back and spoke to his companions in an unknown Southeast Asian language.

This time around, Zhao Yu managed to get the gist of what they were saying. Since their secret passage has been revealed, it would be better for them to use him as a hostage rather than kill him.

The masked man promptly produced a set of handcuffs.

The f*ck!?

Zhao Yu was dumbfounded. This f*cker seemed to be well-prepared. But it was just wishful thinking on the masked man's end. Zhao Yu wouldn't give in so easily.

"Hey!" As the masked man approached with the handcuffs, Zhao Yu immediately held up his hand to stop him. "You guys are so lousy. Last time I lost to you at the base because I was too exhausted!"

"Let me tell you something, I'm also an expert in Mizongquan!" Zhao Yu immediately struck a pose, taunting him. "Do you dare come closer?" [1]

"…"

The three thugs were rendered speechless by Zhao Yu's actions.

The big guy spoke up first saying, "￥#%￥…"

Oh…

Zhao Yu thought to himself that this guy must be saying: Sir, this guy is just trying to buy time. Let's kill him now and get it over and done with!

"%￥#￥…" The masked man signaled the number one with his fingers.

What the f*ck!

You think too little of me! You want to defeat me in a single minute? Dream on! Zhao Yu thought indignantly.

"D*mn!" The big guy was visibly anxious as he swung his dagger.

"Ho… ho..." Aided by the Energy Booster, Zhao Yu struck a boxing pose again. He even pretended to stroke the chin of the masked man, as if he were playing with a dog.

The masked man scowled and suddenly threw a punch at Zhao Yu.

Again?

Zhao Yu was ready. Raising his arms to block the blow, he tried to catch the man's fist between his arms, thinking he could injure him in the process.

But who knew! Before the punch could land, the masked man had given Zhao Yu an uppercut to his chin!

The ferocious blow not only broke Zhao Yu's stance but also made him lose his composure!

F*ck…

Zhao Yu let out a sound of surprise and stumbled backward. Although he had managed to evade the punch, he fell heavily to the ground as a result of the masked man stepping on the hem of his pants.

F*cking h*ll…

There wasn't much left of his pants at this rate. Only his red boxers remained…

It turned out that Zhao Yu was right about the masked man saying he would take Zhao Yu down within a minute. The masked man launched a flying kick at Zhao Yu's calves.

Having been trained in martial arts as well, Zhao Yu promptly did a somersault. Even though he dodged the kick, the masked man got him on his shoulder with his fists.

Pong…

Zhao Yu fell to the ground, knocking over an antique chair in the process. The chair couldn't support his weight and broke apart upon impact.

"Ha!" The masked man snorted. "What kind of Mizongquan is this? Go to h*ll!"

"Wa!" Zhao Yu leaped up and swung his fists as he shouted, "Dumba**! Weren't you asking me about the treasure? You think I wouldn't know just because you aren't telling me?"

"What!?" the masked man asked.

The masked man was just about to punch Zhao Yu, but halted upon hearing what Zhao Yu had said.

Zhao Yu took the opportunity to ram into the masked man.

Zhao Yu knew that, regardless of what boxing technique was used, it was taboo to let the other party get close to you. As long as you held the person close to you, they would be unable to extend their punches and kicks, and you would then be able to gain an upper hand, thereby buying you some time.

Zhao Yu clearly underestimated him. The masked man was a skilled fighter. He retreated from Zhao Yu and even managed to elbow him in the back.

Realizing Zhao Yu's body was hard and unyielding, his fingers became talon-like and he clawed at Zhao Yu's shoulder.

Zhao Yu felt as if his shoulder was being trapped in steel, he couldn't help but try to struggle free.

The masked man saw this as an opportunity to throw Zhao Yu against a pillar, shouting at him. "Say it! Tell me what you know about the treasure!"

"Ha!" Zhao Yu smirked. "When you found out about me reviewing the CCTV footage, your main concern wasn't me discovering how you guys got in, or how you guys are planning to get out. Your worried that I would uncover your real intentions!"

"Ah!?" What Zhao Yu said must have hit the nail on the head, because the masked man let out a sound of disbelief.

Taking advantage of the man's stupor, Zhao Yu swung a punch toward his head!

The masked man once again displayed his prowess in Mizongquan. Blocking Zhao Yu's blow, he then pressed down on Zhao Yu's shoulder, snarling at him, "Stop with your bullsh*t! You're trying to trick us again, aren't you?"

"C'mon. Do I need to resort to trickery? Calm your t*ts, man!" Zhao Yu tried to headbutt the man in the face, but the man grabbed his hair instead.

"You're done for!" The masked man tugged harshly at Zhao Yu's hair. "You guys will never know what happened!"

"That may not be the case…" Zhao Yu grimaced. "You guys installed smoke bombs in the central and southwest zones, then took hostages in the northeast area of Guan Qing Hall. If all these were meant to be smokescreens, then I guess your target is either in the northwest or the southeast zones!"

"You…" the masked man's grip relaxed as a result of his trembling.

"But…" continued Zhao Yu, "when I first saw you, you were headed from the east to the west! You were just unlucky that we crossed paths. You were worried that I would see through your conspiracy, so you decided to head northeast instead, back to Guan Qing Hall where you could easily escape!

"Therefore… haha…" snickered Zhao Yu, "what you've done so far, was all for the sake of hiding your real intentions! The real treasure is hidden in the northwest zone of the Qing Imperial Palace!"

[1]: Mízōngyì, or simply Mízōng, is a style of Chinese martial art based on deception and mobility. Mizong is also known as Mízōngquán