Chapter 158: Mixing the Fake with the Genuine
Chapter 158: Mixing the Fake with the Genuine
“You know your stuff, kid, but I just love revolvers, especially the crisp sound of a Colt. It’s a personal preference. Besides, when it gets real, I have the submachine gun, so why bother with a pistol?”
The robber looked at Lin Mu with disdain, then tucked the Colt back into his waist. “Alright, stop the chit-chat, kid. Sit quietly and wait for landing!”
Clearly, Lin Mu’s silly young man act had put the robber at ease about the people in the First Class Cabin. The robber turned to head back to the Business Class.
The moment the robber turned around, Lin Mu pushed off the seatback with one hand, his figure flashing like lightning as he lunged behind the robber. He struck the robber’s neck with a hand blade and immediately supported the robber’s body with his other hand, placing him inside the nearby flight attendant rest area.
This extremely bold move almost made the film crew scream in shock.
“Lin Mu! What are you doing?! Didn’t you hear him? If we cooperate, we can get off in Jingdu! Why are you causing trouble now?!”
The director whispered in panic, terrified that Lin Mu’s action would get everyone killed.
“Director, do you really believe what they say? What if they don’t keep their promise? What will you do then?”
Lin Mu turned his head and smiled calmly, the foolish look from before completely gone from his face.
This question stumped the director. It was true; their lives were in someone else’s hands. Even if the robbers broke their promise, what could they do? They could only sit there and wait to be killed, accepting their fate.
Having worked on many movies, they were all familiar with plots like this. They knew they had to save themselves at critical moments. But they were just ordinary people; they couldn’t expect to become like movie heroes, suddenly imbued with superhuman powers to defeat all the robbers.
“So, what should we do now? We’re on a plane. Calling the police is useless, and it might just anger them, prompting them to kill immediately.”
The director fell silent for a moment before asking.
“Don’t worry. Just stay seated here. Leave the rest to me.”
Lin Mu hadn’t expected these people to be of much help anyway. After knocking out the robber, he stripped off the robber’s outer clothing, found a rope, and tied the robber up securely.
After putting on the robber’s clothes, Lin Mu also put on the hood and didn’t forget the earpiece. Finally, he slung the submachine gun over his back and holstered the Colt at his waist. By the time he stepped out of the flight attendant rest area, he looked just like one of the robbers.
“All of you, stay seated!”
Stimulating his vocal cords slightly with zhenqi, Lin Mu’s voice changed instantly, sounding very similar to the previous robber. Combined with their similar builds, he looked exactly like that robber from the outside.
The film crew couldn’t see what had happened inside the flight attendant rest area. When Lin Mu suddenly appeared and spoke, they thought the robber had escaped again, and their faces turned pale with fear.
“Don’t panic, everyone. It’s me, Lin Mu. I was just testing if my voice sounded similar.”
Seeing everyone’s frightened expressions, Lin Mu immediately switched back to his original voice.
“You scared me to death!”
The director clutched his chest, panting heavily. The rest of the film crew slumped into their chairs, their hearts having gone through several drastic ups and downs in just a few minutes—something ordinary people could hardly endure.
“Are you planning to infiltrate the robbers?”
Yao Xianxian showed no sign of fear at all. Instead, she knelt on her chair facing backward, peeking over the seatback, looking at Lin Mu with curiosity.
“Of course not. I’m not familiar with those people; it’d be easy to slip up. I’m just going to see how many of them there are, subdue them, and wait for the plane to land. Then we can hand them over to the police.”
Lin Mu shook his head, then added a reminder: “Stay here and don’t run around. I’ll be back soon.”
“Just what is Lin Mu’s background? He doesn’t seem scared at all.”
The director took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, then turned to Yao Xianxian and asked.
“Him? His family has some connections with the military. Maybe he trained with soldiers. His fighting moves looked pretty skilled; he knocked out that robber in an instant.”
Yao Xianxian naturally couldn’t tell the truth, so she made up an excuse on the spot.
“Yeah! Yeah! That hand blade was so cool! You can actually knock someone out with it! I always thought it was a special effect in movies!”
A few female scriptwriters nearby started chattering excitedly, their faces lit up.
After all, this was a plot straight out of a movie, and they had encountered it in real life. How could they not be excited? Once the initial tension faded, all that remained was endless thrill.
“Shh! Keep your voices down! Do you want to attract the robbers?”
The director immediately turned and glared sharply at the girls. These young women, oblivious to the situation, were still fangirling—the director was beyond worried.
Scolded like that, the girls fell silent, but soon they huddled together and began whispering among themselves.
“Ah! I hope Lin Mu can take care of himself! He shouldn’t push himself too hard. His bright future is just beginning! I hope he doesn’t die young at a time like this!”
The director sighed with concern.
“He won’t. I have faith in Lin Mu. He can definitely subdue those robbers!”
Yao Xianxian sat back in her chair and smiled slightly.
“I hope so! The lives of everyone in our film crew are in his hands now!”
At this point, the director had no other options left; he could only pin his hopes on Lin Mu.
Thinking this, he suddenly felt a wave of helplessness. Whether it was the robbers or Lin Mu, they had to place their hopes in them, with no way to control their own fate. At this moment, he deeply understood the feelings of hostages.
This wasn’t an acted emotion; it was genuine empathy. Nothing is more profound than experiencing it firsthand.
Lin Mu didn’t care what the film crew thought. His task now was to see how many robbers there were. As soon as he passed through the aisle and entered the Business Class, he smelled blood.
Not far from the door, a man lay in a pool of blood, shot in the shoulder. Luckily, the wound wasn’t fatal; it seemed the robbers had shot him as a warning to the other passengers, targeting someone who had dared to resist.
“Everything okay over there?”
The robber holding the submachine gun glanced back at Lin Mu.
“All handled. It’s a film crew over there. I scared them a bit, and they all settled down.”
Lin Mu imitated the previous robber’s voice as he replied.
“Good. Don’t get careless. We’re taking a big risk this time.”
The man nodded, then turned to look in another direction. There, a robber had forced the passengers from nearby seats to move aside, leaving only one seemingly ordinary woman, about twenty years old, with a bob haircut and wearing black-framed glasses.
“Miss Wen, we mean no harm and don’t want to hurt you. We went through all this trouble to find you only because we want your father to return what belongs to us and release our captured brothers.”
The robber sat nearby and spoke unhurriedly.
“I think you’ve miscalculated. I have no relationship with that man. If you want to threaten someone, you should go after his youngest son. What’s the use of coming after me? After he divorced my mom, we lost contact.”
Wen Rongrong adjusted her glasses and turned to look out the window.
“Heh, but from what we know, that doesn’t seem to be the case, right? Director Wen cares about you very much. He sends money to you and your mother every month. How can you say you’re not in contact? If Director Wen heard that, it would break his heart!”
The robber chuckled softly.
“That’s what he owes us. It’s living expenses for Mom. After all, she can’t work anymore and just lies at home, living day by day.”
Wen Rongrong suddenly turned her head and spoke with bitterness.
“Ah! So that’s how it is. Who would have thought Director Wen could be so heartless, abandoning his wife who shared his hardships. We deeply sympathize with your experience, Miss Wen.”
The robber feigned sympathy. “But we still need Miss Wen to do us a favor. Hand over your mobile phone, please?”
Wen Rongrong snorted at the robber’s outstretched hand, pulled her mobile phone from her bag, and shoved it into the chief’s hand.
“Heh, don’t worry. As long as Miss Wen cooperates, we won’t harm a single hair on your head.”
The robber laughed, then dialed a number using Wen Rongrong’s mobile phone.
“Rongrong, what made you think of calling me?”
After a few rings, a deep male voice came from the other end.
“Director Wen, so sorry to bother you using your daughter’s phone.”
The robber said with a smile.
“Who is this?”
The man on the other end clearly paused before asking.
“It seems Director Wen is so busy with official duties that you’ve forgotten. Not long ago, in the joint operation organized by your Provincial Police Department and the Hong Kong police, you seized a large batch of our goods and arrested over a dozen of our brothers.”
The robber’s voice turned cold. “We don’t have any excessive demands. Return our goods, release our brothers, and your daughter will return home safely.”
“You should know that’s impossible. Such a major matter requires official approval from higher authorities. How could I release them with just a word?”
The man on the other end refused without hesitation.
“Tsk, tsk, Director Wen, that’s not my concern. You’re the one who needs to find a way. If you can’t meet our demands, it’s not just your daughter here—there are over two hundred passengers on this plane! You don’t want to collect their bodies, do you?”
The robber gave a sinister laugh, his tone turning aggressive.