Ling Shu felt that he was in trouble.

Mingming, it was not him who ordered Chen Wendong to monitor He You'an, and it was not him who chased Chen Wendong. How could it end up being the one who was pressed against his temple with a gun and was forced to face the fate of dying together?

Did you go out and didn't read the calendar, or did you get too close to Yue Dingtang and get infected by his bad luck?

Ling Shu still remembered that when he was in school, Yue Dingtang was indeed a little unlucky.

Several people played cards together, and Yue Dingtang always touched the worst ones.

When I went out for a meal, the dishes ordered by Yue Dingtang were always sold out.

Even if you buy tickets and watch movies, as long as Yue Dingtang goes to buy tickets, the only places in the corners will be left.

To sum up, Ling Shu believes that he has been completely infected by this bad luck.

"Write a letter." Chen Wendong's voice sounded.

"What letter?"

"Give Yue Dingtang's letter of help." Chen Wendong said coldly, "Leave the letter, follow me, and ask him to bring what I need to exchange for you, otherwise you will be dead."

Ling Shu smiled shockedly: "Brother Chen, what do you think I am good? I am neither a peerless beauty nor his father and mother. Why should he be coerced by you and bow to you for the sake of me, a middle school classmate? Do you take me too seriously?"

Chen Wendong: "It's okay. As long as you go with me, you will be on Mr. Cheng's death list. Even if Yue Dingtang refuses to save you, you will have to run away from me in order to save yourself. The chances of survival of two people will be greater than that of one person."

Ling Shu felt something was wrong: "Why was I chased by Mr. Cheng?"

Chen Wendong looked at him mockingly, but in the dim light, his expression no longer mattered.

"Because someone as suspicious as Mr. Yicheng has already determined that I am an insider, if you go with me, I will definitely leak the matter about Mr. Cheng to you, including his identity. Instead of keeping the disaster outbreaks from time to time, it is better to wipe out the situation while you and me are walking together."

"So, you have no way out now, unless Yue Dingtang is willing to use his strength and relationship to save you."

Ling Shu thought about it and it was true.

No wonder Chen Wendong was so happy just now that he told him about Mr. Cheng's true identity. It turned out that this guy had long buried a thunder with bad intentions.

"I have another choice, that is, I won't go with you." Ling Shu said.

"You have no choice." Chen Wendong directly put the gun on the safety bolt.

He just needs to move his index finger and pull the trigger to immediately send Ling Shu to heaven.

He suddenly lifted the quilt to block the other party's sight, and used the time of zero or few seconds to roll under the bed, or directly shrank into the quilt to roll out of the bed, or picked up the iron plate next to him and blocked it in front of his head and rushed towards the other party. These methods flashed through his mind, but were rejected one by one.

The safe distance between the two is enough to make Ling Shu successful resistance.

The form is stronger than that of a human, Ling Shu sighed, took it out of the quilt, and raised his hands.

"You have to let me wear a coat, right?"

Five minutes later, Ling Shu, who had changed his clothes, began to write a letter of help.

"Dear Chief Yue, Mr. Chen Wendong came to visit me and had a chat with me for a while. I was in love with each other..."

Ling Shu felt awkward, so he quickly crossed out the last four words and wrote them again.

"I met too late. When I heard that Mr. Chen wanted to settle abroad, I was particularly reluctant to leave. I was going to send him away in person. I also asked Chief Yue to prepare air tickets, boat tickets, etc. for Mr. Chen to have a smooth journey. I will not talk about it. I will see you at the shore of Xuanwu Lake in Nanjing at 1:00 in the afternoon three days later."

He originally wanted to leak some news in the letter, but Chen Wendong kept staring at every word he wrote. If he was not careful, he would be discovered and could not do anything at all.

Ling Shu is not nervous now.

On the contrary, his thoughts were complicated and even somewhat imaginative.

Chen Wendong will not kill himself for the time being, that is certain.

Otherwise he had already shot the moment he entered the door.

He now wants to find a way out for himself. Even though Ling Shu's straw looks easy to sink, Chen Wendong also wants to try it. After confirming this, Ling Shu began to look for various loopholes.

He did not find Chen Wendong's loophole for the time being, but when he wrote this letter of help, he remembered another thing.

They received a still from the scene where He Youan hanged himself in a movie.

Not only that, there is an inexplicable poem behind the photo.

The beauty in front of the pond, the fragrant bones behind the bridge, and the withered tombs in the town. Winter is over, spring is coming, and blood and tears are everywhere inside and outside.

It seems to be literary, but it is actually nonsense and inconsistent.

It is precisely because it is not possible that Ling Shu will remember it firmly.

He never understood what the meaning of this poem was.

What's even more interesting is that the other death threats He Youan received were all obtained by herself, but the stills were sent to them by someone on the way in a newspaper.

At this moment, lightning was shining and fire, and this poem emerged for no reason and spontaneously jumped to him.

Ling Shu, who wanted to write a poem about hidden his head for help but failed, remembered another inexplicable poem.

Pond, bridge, town, winter, spring, inside.

Is this a place name?!

Lingshu knows that Tangqiao Town is just outside Shanghai, but he has never been there. I don’t know if there is really a place in winter and spring, but the problem is-

Who gave them this place name, He You'an, or is there someone else?

What is the purpose of giving this place? Will they go over and find something?

In fact, it is not difficult to understand the hidden meaning of this poem, but the authorities were confused. At that time, no one expected that this section would be speculated based on the content of the poem.

Ling Shu wanted to fly to Tangqiao Town immediately to see what the other party was hiding there.

"What are you thinking?"

But the cold muzzle on his forehead quickly pulled him back to reality.

Chen Wendong's voice was like a death talisman, causing his head to hurt.

Ling Shu was helpless.

"I didn't think about anything, I've written it, you can take a look."

Chen Wendong glanced at him and said no problem.

"Let's go."

“Where are we going?”

"You will know when you leave."

There is not much room for exertion in the ward, but after leaving the hospital, it is difficult for Chen Wendong to see all directions. Ling Shu will definitely find many opportunities to escape.

But Chen Wendong seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and he was extremely cautious.

Ling Shu's hands were handcuffed, covering under the scarf, and a gun was pressed against the back of his waist. Chen Wendong was holding a coat on his arm. Ordinary people passed by in a hurry, but it was difficult to find clues.

There had been a rickshaw waiting at the door.

The coachman was napping in the car. When he saw Chen Wendong coming out, he quickly said hello.

"Sir, you are here so that I can wait!"

"Get on the car." Chen Wendong told Ling Shu.

The two of them were riding in the same rickshaw, which was small and uncomfortable, but Ling Shu had no room for resistance.

Chen Wendong's gun was insured.

But the rickshaw driver was dissatisfied.

"Hey, sir, we didn't say we wanted to add one person. It's a lot of effort for me to pull it up, let alone go to the train station!"

"Three times the price." Chen Wendong said concisely, took out an ocean from his pocket and threw it over. "This is a reward for you, not counting the fare."

The rickshaw driver had never received such a large amount of money. He took it and checked it repeatedly, put it in his mouth and ate it, which made him happy.

"Then thank you sir!"

"Now, go to the train station, I want to catch the earliest train."

"Okay!"

It is difficult for the driver to pull two people, but Ling Shu found that Chen Wendong had specially selected someone with strong body, and the journey was not slow.

If you want to be faster, you will naturally take a car, but if that happens, you have to drive alone. Chen Wendong is not sure that Ling Shu will not know how to drive. Even if he can, he will not trust Ling Shu, for fear that the other party will take him into the ditch.

This also indirectly shows that Chen Wendong does not trust anyone now, and there is no need to use anyone around him. He is surrounded by enemies and can only rely on himself.

"Where are we going to? Are we going? From Shanghai to Nanjing, the earliest shuttle bus was 8:05 in the morning. Will it be too early for us to go there now? We have to wait for a long time at the train station."

Ling Shu started to find nothing to say.

"What time is it now? You lend me a watch to see. Oh, I said, Brother Chen, you have always kept your hands sore and not sore. You said that from the moment I left with you, Mr. Cheng will solve it together with me. Since that's the case, we are just grasshoppers on a rope. Why don't we discuss it? Put down your gun and I will follow you until Yue Dingtang comes with the things you want to change people, how about it?"

"Shut up."

Chen Wendong couldn't bear it anymore and two words popped out from his teeth.

Ling Shu finally became quiet.

But within a few minutes, he spoke again.
To be continued...