Crash~
As the man fell, Xia Dongyang and his team rushed over in a hurry.
Lightning-fast, they pinned the man to the ground, turned his hands behind his back, and handcuffed him.
"It's over, have a seat and rest for now."
A police officer helped the woman who had collapsed to the ground to the side to rest, comforting her.
"Inform the command center, the person has been captured, and the hostage is safe."
"Understood."
Confirming that the man was unconscious, Xia Dongyang let out a deep breath and immediately made arrangements.
Then, he looked up at the approaching Qin Feng, who was holding an acupuncture kit in his hand.
Qin Feng knelt down, removed the silver needles from the man's wrist and knee, wiped them clean with a disinfectant wipe, and put them back.
He then turned the man's head to the side, exposing the last segment of a silver needle, and slowly twisted it out.
He felt for a pulse in the neck, finding nothing concerning.
"Thank you, Dr. Qin."
