Qi Xia’s expression showed some difficulty. He had just tried, and this harpoon’s barb was extremely intricate—it was simply impossible to extract from the body.

Looking at the blood flowing out continuously, Qi Xia felt momentarily dazed.

Were they really dead?

Would dead people… also get injured?

Qi Xia steadied his mind. Now was not the time to ponder this question—he needed to cut the rope immediately.

Right now, all the harpoons were slowly retreating. How could he use other harpoons to cut his rope?

The only certainty was that when all the ropes retracted into the walls, the harpoons would all disappear, and Han Yimo would die.

“I need to find a way to obtain a harpoon… but how exactly…” Qi Xia furrowed his brow slightly, quickly surveying his surroundings.

He could only gamble again.

He grabbed two slowly retreating harpoons from the ground, then quickly tied their ropes together in a dead knot.

“Hey! Don’t crowd around Han Yimo anymore,” Qi Xia spoke up. “Do what I’m doing! We need to keep at least one harpoon.”

Lin Qin instantly understood his meaning and also found two harpoons, tying a knot cleanly and efficiently.

However, the knot she tied had a strange shape that Qi Xia had never seen before.

At this moment, he had no time to think much about it and could only focus on the two harpoons before him.

As the ropes continued to contract, the two ropes were now pulled tightly together.

At this rate, before long one of the ropes would break, leaving behind one of them.

Qi Xia slowly backed away. The two ropes were now making terrifying sounds. If his guess was correct, under this tremendous pulling force, the breaking rope might injure someone.

Sure enough, the next second, one of the ropes made a loud sound and snapped.

The other rope, along with its harpoon, flailed wildly in the air without any pattern, then slammed hard onto the ground, leaving a deep mark.

Qi Xia ran forward, trying to untie the broken rope before the harpoon was retracted into the wall.

However, he discovered that the two ropes that had been tied together had completely deformed due to the tremendous pulling force. Forget untying the rope—even the shape of the rope was hard to recognize.

“I’m done!” Lin Qin shouted from not far away. “Whoever is strong, quickly help cut the writer’s rope.”

“Done already?”

Qi Xia looked back and discovered that the knot Lin Qin had tied was extremely clever—it had automatically separated when the rope broke.

Officer Li hadn’t even finished tying his initial knot. Hearing this, he hurriedly put down the harpoon in his hands and said, “I’ll cut it, give it to me!”

After receiving the harpoon, Officer Li rushed forward in great strides, reaching Han Yimo’s back just as he was about to be pulled to the wall.

Fortunately, although the harpoon in his hands looked like it only had a pointed tip, there was also a fine edge at the tip, enough to be used as a small knife.

Seeing this, Qiao Jiajin also stepped forward to help. Although Qi Xia had thought of a solution immediately, Han Yimo was already less than half a meter from the wall.

This tearing pain made Han Yimo unable to resist. He could only slowly retreat with the rope; otherwise, the barb in his chest would cause him unbearable agony.

Officer Li grabbed the rope behind him. After briefly thinking, he aimed at the section of rope closest to Han Yimo’s body and began cutting with the sharp harpoon.

His hand was very steady, each cut landing accurately on the rope.

However, the rope was tougher than imagined. After several cuts, only a small notch remained.

He quickly assessed the situation and realized things were a bit tricky.

Although this rope would be cut through sooner or later, what they lacked most now was time.

In less than a minute, Han Yimo’s body would make contact with the wall. At that point, cutting the rope from behind would be impossible.

“Damn it, isn’t it done yet?” Qiao Jiajin asked somewhat anxiously. “You’re so slow, you’re going to kill this sausage!”

“Stop your yapping!” Officer Li shouted coldly, then continued to increase his force.

As Han Yimo’s body drew closer and closer to the wall, Officer Li’s face was also covered in fine sweat.

It had to be said that his psychological fortitude was extremely strong. Although the air was filled with tense and oppressive atmosphere, using that thin harpoon, he hadn’t made a single mistake—every cut landed on the previous notch.

However, seeing that Han Yimo was less than thirty centimeters from the wall, Officer Li’s arm had become difficult to move.

Qiao Jiajin acted quickly, directly blocking Han Yimo from behind and using his own body to cushion him. This way, although Han Yimo would suffer harm prematurely, the distance between him and the wall wouldn’t change in the short term.

“Cop! Hurry!”

Officer Li held his breath and continued cutting. At this point, the rope was already more than half severed, but still connected.

Han Yimo continuously moaned in pain. After the harpoon penetrated through his body, it stabbed back viciously into his chest with its barb. By now, his blood had completely stained his clothes, looking extremely horrifying.

“Am I going to die…” Han Yimo said through gritted teeth. “I’m really going to die, aren’t I… Who exactly wants to kill us…”

“Be a man!” Officer Li said sternly. “So many people are trying to save you—don’t give me your whimpering!”

Hearing this, Han Yimo immediately fell silent. He knew Officer Li was right. Right now, everyone was running around here—he couldn’t hold everyone back.

The barb stabbed deeply into Han Yimo’s flesh. He let out a muffled groan, constantly gritting his teeth.

Seeing this, Doctor Zhao immediately picked up a strip of cloth and stuffed it into his mouth.

After all, in extreme pain, a person might bite through their own teeth.

Everyone gathered around Han Yimo.

A mere twenty seconds felt as long as several hours as Officer Li methodically cut through the rope.

Finally, with one last strike, the tough rope was severed.

At the same moment, both Han Yimo and Qiao Jiajin fell to the ground from the loss of resistance.

The people around immediately stepped forward to help the two up.

It seemed Han Yimo had saved his life.

Doctor Zhao immediately pulled Han Yimo aside and began examining his wound. At this time, his wound condition was no different from what was expected—the harpoon still needed to be extracted from the front.

Right now, the most troublesome issue was stopping the bleeding.

Doctor Zhao thought for a long time, and ultimately used several strips of cloth to plug the wounds near Han Yimo’s harpoon.

“Hey, doctor, aren’t you going to remove the harpoon for him?” Qiao Jiajin asked.

“I can’t remove it. If I do, he’ll die,” Doctor Zhao said with a grave expression.

“Die?” Qiao Jiajin was somewhat confused and stepped forward to shove Doctor Zhao. “What the hell? We went through all this effort, and now you’re not going to save him?”

“I am saving him!” Doctor Zhao impatiently shook off Qiao Jiajin’s hand. “To put it bluntly, this harpoon can only keep him alive if it stays in his body.”

“Why?” Xiao Ran nearby also couldn’t help but ask.

“If the harpoon is extracted, all that will remain on his body is a continuously bleeding wound. Death would only be a matter of time,” Doctor Zhao answered calmly. “By keeping the harpoon in now, although he’ll be in unbearable pain, at least he won’t die from excessive blood loss. Those small wounds won’t take long to temporarily stop bleeding because of blood coagulation.”