Marriage First, Love Later: The Soft and Obedient Little Wife of Mr. Lu - Chapter 125: Falling into the Sea

Chapter 125: Falling into the Sea

Early the next morning, Wu Yongwan sent Lu Zhijin an address to a small dock in Haishi.

Lu Zhijin went alone with a suitcase full of gold and checks, while the police team had already hidden themselves in various locations.

A tall, thin man holding a gun stood on the dock. He looked young and frowned warily as he approached to inspect Lu Zhijin, who had come alone.

Lu Zhijin wore a black T-shirt and carried no weapons. He opened the suitcase for the man to check.

After everything was confirmed, the thin man cautiously observed the surroundings for any signs of trouble, then led Lu Zhijin onto a small yacht moored at the shore.

The yacht headed toward a ship in the center of the sea, far from the coast.

The Colonel has boarded the ship. What should we do?

An officer hidden in the shadows frowned. If they followed by boat, they would surely be discovered.

Wait until they’re farther out. We’ve dispatched a helicopter.

With a gun pressed against his back, Lu Zhijin boarded the ship in the middle of the sea. Wu Yongwan, wearing a shirt and smoking a cigarette, stood with his hair disheveled by the sea breeze.

Seeing Lu Zhijin, Wu Yongwan curled his lips into a smug smile.

Lu Zhijin, if you had known it would come to this, why did you start it all! I’ve been running around, and now you’re going to meet your end too, haha!

Lu Zhijin’s expression darkened, his narrow eyes fixed intently on Wu Yongwan as he spoke coldly.

Where’s my wife?

Wu Yongwan sneered and gave a signal to his subordinate. Soon, Song Shimu was dragged out and thrown in front of Lu Zhijin.

Mu Mu!

Lu Zhijin’s pupils contracted. Song Shimu’s face was badly swollen, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and strands of hair stuck to her cheeks. He picked her up, his eyes filled with heartache and self-blame.

A Jin, I’m fine. Why did you come? Song Shimu looked at Lu Zhijin, her eyes welling up with tears, her heart full of worry. She knew their captors would not let them go.

Don’t be afraid. I’m here.

Lu Zhijin held Song Shimu, his gaze icy as he stared at Wu Yongwan.

I’ve brought the money. Let my wife go first.

Letting her go that easily? Wu Yongwan raised an eyebrow and flicked his cigarette butt into the sea. We can’t just forget our past grudges, can we?

Since you care so much about your wife, you can take her place!

With a glance from Wu Yongwan, his subordinates seized Song Shimu again, while two others tightly restrained Lu Zhijin.

Song Shimu struggled violently, her eyes wide with fear and uncertainty, her heart filled with dread.

Wu Yongwan delivered a fierce kick to Lu Zhijin’s body. Lu Zhijin gritted his teeth and endured the blow without a sound.

A Jin—

Song Shimu was held down forcefully. She watched helplessly as Lu Zhijin was tortured—a metal rod struck his straight spine, blood seeped from his forehead, and streams of crimson covered his eyes.

Wu Yongwan continued to kick Lu Zhijin brutally in the stomach. Once so proud, he now lay trampled underfoot.

Song Shimu’s eyes reddened, tears streaming down and blurring her vision as she stared fixedly at his stubborn, upright figure.

A Jin—

Wu Yongwan seemed to take great satisfaction in the violence, exhaling heavily as he stood with his hands on his hips, looking down at Lu Zhijin, who had bowed his head.

You thought I’d let you go once you boarded this ship?

Wu Yongwan spat fiercely. Lu Zhijin lifted his head unsteadily, his face covered in blood, his eyes blazing with defiance.

Is that all you’ve got?

Damn it!

Wu Yongwan was about to make his move when a warning suddenly sounded from above, accompanied by the whirring of helicopter blades.

Wu Yongwan, you’re surrounded. Drop your weapons, and there’s still a chance for change.

Damn it!

Wu Yongwan glared viciously at the helicopters overhead before turning to grab a gun from the deck, pressing it against Lu Zhijin’s forehead.

Go ahead and shoot me! Let’s see whose bullet is faster!

A Jin!

Song Shimu’s eyes widened as she stared nervously at Wu Yongwan’s hand.

The snipers in the helicopters had already locked onto every criminal on the boat, waiting for the final command.

But with Wu Yongwan’s gun pressed against Lu Zhijin, none of them dared to act.

The broadcast from above continued relentlessly. Sweat beaded on Wu Yongwan’s forehead as he grew increasingly anxious, swallowing repeatedly and blinking nervously.

Seizing the opportunity, Lu Zhijin forcefully shook off the two men beside him and grabbed Wu Yongwan’s gun hand. The two struggled fiercely.

The surrounding men panicked, watching helplessly. The snipers in the helicopters assessed the situation and immediately opened fire on the others.

Some were shot and fell, while others scrambled for cover. Song Shimu watched the struggling Lu Zhijin with bated breath.

He had already sustained severe injuries earlier, like a bow stretched to its limit, now gritting his teeth to endure.

A sniper shot hit Wu Yongwan, who stared wide-eyed in disbelief before collapsing. Lu Zhijin staggered but steadied himself, kicked Wu Yongwan away, and rushed to Song Shimu’s side.

He tightly embraced the frightened woman, holding her close while gently stroking her hair, desperately breathing in her scent.

In that moment, his heart finally settled back into place.

Team members boarded the boat to handle the cleanup. Lu Zhijin carefully helped Song Shimu to her feet.

Colonel, watch out!

Bang—

Bang—

Two gunshots rang out. Song Shimu stared in disbelief at the scene before her.

Wu Yongwan had clung to his last breath, using his final strength to raise his gun and aim at Lu Zhijin. The police team reacted quickly and shot Wu Yongwan dead.

Lu Zhijin forcefully pushed Song Shimu away. The bullet struck his chest, the powerful impact sending him stumbling backward.

Before anyone could react, his body was thrown overboard, plunging into the sea.

A Jin—

Song Shimu reached out desperately, but the black sleeve slipped through her fingers, leaving nothing but empty air.

She watched helplessly as Lu Zhijin gave her a resigned smile, his body falling heavily into the ocean as if in slow motion.

Colonel!

Teammates immediately dove into the water to search. Song Shimu clung tightly to the ship’s edge, her face pale as death, staring fixedly at the water’s surface. Her heart seemed to stop beating, her mind unable to process what had happened.

She refused to believe what had occurred. A Jin couldn’t possibly be hurt.

Mrs. Lu, the currents are too strong. We haven’t found the colonel yet. Please go back and rest. We’ll continue the search.

A female officer draped a coat over Song Shimu’s shoulders, her expression worried, her words lacking conviction.

She had witnessed the bullet strike his chest firsthand. Even if they found Colonel Lu’s body, it would likely be…

No, A Jin will be fine. I’ll wait here for him. He promised he’d take me home today.

Song Shimu’s lips were drained of color, her eyes brimming with tears as she stubbornly stared at the police officer, hoping for a definitive confirmation that Lu Zhijin would return.

The female officer lowered her head, unable to meet such expectant eyes.

They had been searching the waters for a full day. The wind was particularly fierce today, and in what should have been a brief moment, they could no longer see the colonel’s body when they dove down.

Moreover, the boat was in the center of the sea, leaving them uncertain whether the colonel’s body might have sunk into unknown depths.

Lights illuminated the sea surface as countless vessels continued their search across the entire area.

Lu Zhijin’s accident was no minor matter—it concerned the entire military system of the North China Military Region.

Song Shimu’s body swayed unsteadily. She had barely eaten for two consecutive days, and under intense pressure compounded by this unexpected tragedy, her physical strength had finally given out.

Her strained nerves could no longer hold out. Darkness clouded Song Shimu’s vision, her body went limp, and she only managed to murmur A Jin before collapsing sideways into unconsciousness.

Mrs. Lu—