Unexpectedly, K picked up a lucky break. He glanced at the shattered tempered glass in front of the shop, then squatted down to check Wen Jiu's head from side to side.
"..."
Hopefully, the accident won't cause any serious injury.
Concussion?
One of his men stepped forward and asked, "Sir, he ran into it himself. Will the injuries be recorded against us?"
"..."
Good question.
"Take him away first." K took the handcuffs from his subordinate and snapped them on his wrists twice.
After hesitating for two seconds, he finally reached out and scooped the person up in his arms, coldly ordering, "Notify everyone to evacuate immediately!"
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In the dark basement of an ancient castle in Country M, a door suddenly opened gently.
The thin, frail boy, covered in blood, peered shakily through the crack in the door.
With no one around, the vast basement fell into an unprecedented silence.
He wrapped his coat tighter around himself and cautiously ventured outside. The moment he stepped barefoot onto the stairs, the dim light flickered.
Lin Shuheng shivered involuntarily, his legs inexplicably feeling weak.
But he had been in that terrible man's hands for more than half a year, and if he didn't find a way to escape, he would lose his life here.
Over the past few days, fewer and fewer people were guarding him. It wasn't until today that Lin Shuheng realized that those people seemed to have something very important to do, or perhaps they had encountered some trouble and couldn't take care of him for the time being. He gritted his teeth, strengthened his resolve to leave, and went up the escalator.
After finally reaching the first floor, just as we were about to reach the castle gate, we suddenly heard footsteps outside.
Lin Shuheng shuddered and, avoiding the spacious living room, hurriedly ran into the hallway.
The old, heavy door opened, and the sound of footsteps grew closer. Lin Shuheng hesitated for a moment, then hid behind the innermost door.
He had never seen anyone go into this room before, and he had assumed it was a storage room, but once inside, he discovered that it was a hidden gem.
No, it was more beautiful than any room he had seen in the castle.
The room is decorated in only black and white, with a very modern style. The dark glass windows opposite reflect the blue sky and white clouds, and the interior is filled with various portrait paintings from the walls to the floor.
Countless paintings, large and small, all depict the same person!
Lin Shuheng staggered back half a step, and when he met the bright and cheerful smile of the boy in the painting, cold sweat instantly broke out on his back!
It felt as if, in the next second, that person who was so familiar with me would step out of the painting.
It was densely packed, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at the heart.
"A madman! He's absolutely insane!"
"I can't stay here any longer... I can't go on like this..."
Lin Shuheng's face turned deathly pale, and his body trembled with fear. He retreated repeatedly, not daring to look at the person in the painting again.
Turning around, I bumped into a familiar embrace.
It felt as if a venomous snake had instantly crawled up his back. Cold sweat soaked his undershirt, and Lin Shuheng trembled as he closed his eyes and went limp.
In his extreme fear, he heard the man's devilish whisper, "You dare to come here? You've got some nerve."
"I..." Lin Shuheng slammed his forehead against the ground, kneeling as usual, "I... I'm sorry... I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything!"
"Please... let me go, please..."
"Let you go?" Gu Xun chuckled softly, but his eyes were devoid of any warmth as he looked down at the person at his feet.
He suddenly bent down, grabbed the other person by the collar with one hand, and lifted him up.
Lin Shuheng subconsciously grabbed the other person's hand, then reflexively let go, letting him drag him to the center of the room, in front of the largest painting.
"Is it the same as letting him go back then?"
The chilling tone made Lin Shuheng tremble unconsciously, cold sweat trickling down his forehead and dripping silently.
Gu Xun leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Do you know what happened after I let him go back then?"
Lin Shuheng's eyelashes trembled slightly as he listened to the devil's seductive command, "Look up."
"Open your eyes and look clearly."
Lin Shuheng looked up and saw the scene and the people in the painting up close for the first time.
This is a stunning moonlit seascape painting. The bright moon hangs above the deep blue sea, and a young man, dressed in a thin coat, turns and looks back.
The seawater reached his waist, and the sea breeze tousled his hair.
Her clear, tranquil eyes held a smile, her lips curved slightly, and she gazed at him calmly, head tilted back.
Perhaps the oil painting was too realistic, for Lin Shuheng's heart trembled, as if even his soul had been seen through.
Dirty, ugly, seemingly burdened with heavy sins.
"Want to know what happened to him afterward?"
Gu Xun asked in a low voice, not expecting an answer, and muttered to himself, "Dead."
Lin Shuheng suddenly opened his eyes wide.
"He jumped in and drowned."
Gu Xun's voice was calm, "You are also one of the murderers."
Lin Shuheng turned his head and looked at him as if he were a ghost.
I once thought he was a rose, meant to be cherished and protected, and that anyone could destroy him.
Gu Xun released him, raised his hand to gently stroke the eyes of the boy in the painting, and turned back to smile at Lin Shuheng was kneeling on the ground.
"I was wrong."
Wen Jiu is not a rose, but bamboo and jade.
Jade may be broken, but its whiteness cannot be altered;
Bamboo can be burned, but its joints should not be destroyed.
Gu Xun crouched down, giving him a cold look, as if he were looking at everyone else through Lin Shuheng.
A cold gaze pierces through time and space, scrutinizing oneself standing on the cliff, unable to approach in time.
Successfully captured the hand that instinctively rose and then fell in the darkness.
"Actually, ruining him would be far more interesting than ruining you." Gu Xun smiled, his fingertips gently tracing the boy's cheek, causing his skin to tremble. "But this time, I've changed my mind."
Her voice was tender and murmured, yet coldly declared, "I'm going to kill you... right in front of him."
Lin Shuheng felt that this person was more than just crazy!
And he's sick!
They're like demons crawled out of hell!
As the atmosphere reached its freezing point, a familiar song began to play. Gu Xun answered the phone, "Speak."
"The person has been caught, but they're holding on tightly." K glanced at the unconscious man beside him and reported expressionlessly, "We need to send someone to provide backup."
A smile slowly spread across Gu Xun's lips, "Very good."
After hanging up the phone, K picked up Wen Jiu's phone again. The phone had been disassembled, and the chip and tracking device inside were destroyed. Logically, it shouldn't have been followed so closely.
K frowned, his gaze lingering on Wen Jiu for a moment before leaning closer.
Just as his fingertips were about to touch the collar, the boy, who had been asleep for half a day, suddenly opened his eyes.
Peach Blossom Eyes widened, and she blinked a few times gently.
Then, he raised his hand and pushed hard!
"Holy shit!"
The handcuffs twitched, Wen Jiu shook her hand, which had hurt from the impact, looking at him with a terrified expression. "What are you doing?!"
"Trying to take liberties with me??" Wen Jiu raised her hand to block, shouting defiantly, "No way!!"
Caught off guard, K was suddenly pushed, and his back slammed into the window of the oncoming car, causing the vehicle to skid and zigzag across the road.
Three gun barrels were pointed at him in a flash. Wen Jiu swallowed hard and chickened out.
K spat, removed the magazine from his chest, and loosened his muscles.
Wen Jiu curled up into a ball, her neck stiff with accusation. "You were the one who suddenly came over, don't blame me."
He had a small bump on his forehead, which was a bit bluish-purple, and with that expression, he looked pitiful.
K's anger inexplicably subsided.
But the investigation still needs to be conducted. "I suspect you still have GPS tracking data on you. Will you hand it over willingly, or should I search for it myself?"