When Tang Peng performed at the Gwangju Gymnasium, Song Hye Kyo followed Han Hui Hyun to support her, but no one introduced her at that time. In addition, the lights on the stand were too dim and it was difficult to see from above, so the two did not know each other.
Now, after hearing what An'er said, Tang Peng felt extremely regretful: "What? She is Song Hye Kyo? Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told us earlier, we would have stopped her!"
An'er pursed her lips: "I, I'm not sure, but I guess it must be her! Because apart from her, even the generalissimo's wife is not as arrogant as her and treats human life as nothing!"
Looking at the black car that had completely disappeared into the night, Tang Peng said dejectedly: "Even if you are sure, it's all in vain. They have all disappeared. Even if we drive this wretched car, we can't even catch up."
An'er said bitterly: "Sooner or later I will catch up! Tang Peng, can you promise me something?"
Tang Peng nodded: "You say."
An'er whispered: "If you can catch her, I will kill her with my own hands to avenge my father!"
"This is not a big deal. Anyway, I never like killing women."
Tang Peng increased the accelerator: "However, even if you know that she is the murderer of your father, her identity is the first handsome lady after all, and you have to find evidence that she killed someone. Otherwise, this matter will
Difficult to handle."
An'er's eyes dimmed: "But she won't leave any evidence. She won't take action herself either. Her subordinate Li Dongmin will do it for her."
"Then find Li Dongmin first and follow the lead!"
Tang Peng smiled nonchalantly and accelerated the car again.
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Xinheli is due north of Gwangju, about two hundred kilometers away from Gwangju. It is a very remote mountain village, but the roads are not bad, otherwise Li Dongmin would not have let Han Taehyun come here to report to him.
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At nine o'clock in the evening, Tang Peng, who had been on the road for most of the day, finally arrived in front of Xinheli Village.
It is about to enter the midsummer season, and there is no shortage of villagers coming out to enjoy the cool air after dinner at the entrance of the village.
After parking the car at the entrance of the village, An'er opened the door and got out of the car. She came to a few old people sitting on a horse and chatting and asked with a smile in Korean: "Excuse me, this old man, is this Xinheli?"
Looking up at An'er, who was disguised as a man, the old man nodded: "Yes, Xiaomeizi (a nickname given to male juniors by elders), your accent sounds like an outsider. Are you here to see Song Guangcheng?"
The news that Li Dongmin was at the home of Song Guangcheng, a villager in Xinheli, was tortured by He Langyan from Han Taixian.
An'er's eyes flashed with wariness, but she still smiled and asked: "Old man, how did you guess that I came to see Song Guangcheng?"
The old man chuckled: "It's not like you, a foreigner, came to find him. In recent months, several people have asked me where he lives. Hey, little boy, let me tell you, along the way outside the village
This road goes all the way north, and after passing the jujube grove behind the village, you can see a compound. Yes, it is just behind the jujube grove, and there is only such a compound in that place."
"Thank you, old man, thank you."
After An'er thanked her again and again, she turned around and got in the car, pointing to the dry road outside the village: "Follow the road to find the jujube forest."
After the military vehicle jolted north for seven or eight minutes, he saw a jujube forest in the distance. Tang Peng parked the vehicle on the side of the road, opened the door and got out: "I think it's better to get off here, so as not to be alarmed.
Got them."
An'er nodded and got out of the car.
The two of them, one behind the other, walked northward along the jujube forest in silence. After walking a full three to four hundred meters, they saw a courtyard behind the forest.
The old man was right. This is a lonely courtyard. The courtyard is very large. There is a row of northern houses, which seem to be thirty or forty rooms in size. The courtyard wall is very high and the courtyard door is closed. It is like a big landowner during the Republic of China.
There were several cars parked in front of the mansion, two jeeps, and a black car.
After seeing the black car, An'er's eyes lit up: "Song Hye Kyo is here too!"
"Well, it should be her car."
Tang Peng snorted, but stopped.
An'er asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"Hold on."
As Tang Peng spoke, he walked to the jujube forest and found a relatively tall jujube tree. Using his hands and feet like an ape, he climbed up to the top of the tree in just a few moments and looked at the back of the compound.
The remote mountain villages in the Northern Dynasties were not big cities. Even if Tang Peng stood high enough and could see far enough, he could see nothing but darkness. There was not even a single light in the courtyard.
After Tang Peng jumped down from the tree, An'er asked him: "What did you see?"
Tang Peng's answer was simple: "Black."
"black?"
An'er was stunned for a moment, then understood.
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"Captain Song, you are here, please sit down."
Song Hye Kyo suddenly arrived at Song Guangcheng's "humble house", which surprised him. He quickly took her into the room in the center, bent down and stretched out his hand to invite her to sit down.
Song Hye Kyo gave a faint hum and took off her red windbreaker. The driver and bodyguard behind her took it and hung it on the hanger behind the door.
From the outside, this compound looks like the home of a rich man with no taste, but the decoration inside the room will surprise people. Compared with the rooms of the Friendship Hotel in Gwangju, the level of luxury is not inferior, including refrigerators, color TVs, etc.
All ultra-luxurious appliances are available, the floor is covered with thick red carpet, and the room is filled with a light mint fragrance.
Song Hye Kyo walked to the leather sofa and sat down. She crossed her legs and took off her red pointed high-heeled leather shoes, but they were picked up by her beautiful toes without stockings and swayed there.
Song Guangcheng peeked at the snow-white sexy little feet, hurriedly looked away, walked quickly to the double-door refrigerator, and took out a bottle of 1986 Lafite red wine and a tall glass.
He placed the table in front of her, opened the cork with a corkscrew, and poured half a glass of red wine for her. Then he took a few steps back and stood aside with his head bowed.
Song Hye Kyo's driver came over, took out a silver needle, and quickly tried it on the red wine to make sure there was nothing fishy in the wine. He nodded lightly and stood behind her.
Song Hye Kyo stretched out her right hand lazily, raised her little finger high, held the goblet with two fingers, shook it, put it on the tip of her nose, closed her eyes and sniffed, and then took a small sip.
Song Guangcheng watched Song Hye Kyo's drinking behavior from the corner of his eyes, and felt like a caterpillar was crawling in his heart: Captain Song is so seductive even after drinking a small drink, if she is hung with a rope from the roof beam, take off her clothes and give her a hard whip first
Dozens of whips, and a night of hard fucking from behind, I would be willing to die for three lifetimes.
After slowly drinking half a glass of wine, Song Hye Kyo twirled the glass and asked, "Where's Lee Dong Min?"
Song Guangcheng frowned slightly: "Captain Li is in the basement to the west, 'concerning' those traitors to the country."
"Haha, go and fetch him and tell him that I have something to do with him."
Song Hye Kyo chuckled, put down her wine glass, raised her chin, leaned on the sofa, and closed her eyes slightly.
After sitting in the car for so long, she was indeed tired.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
Song Guangcheng agreed, took a few steps back and walked out of the room, closed the door, followed the corridor to the west end of the yard, and said to the two people who emerged from the darkness: "You two go and guard outside, don't allow anyone to approach.
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The two men agreed and ran quickly along the wall towards the courtyard gate.
Song Guangcheng turned his head and glanced at the dark courtyard, pushed open the door of the x room and walked in.
A flash of light flashed as he entered the house, but disappeared as the door closed, and the original darkness returned to the long corridor.
This house is not very big, and the decoration is not as luxurious as the one where Song Hye Kyo was received, but it is no less than a three-star hotel. The floor is also covered with thick carpets, and all household appliances are available. There are hanging lights from the ceiling above.
The glass chandelier was empty but there was no one there.
After Song Guangcheng came in, he walked directly to the computer desk under the east wall. There was a laptop on the desk.
He lifted up the computer and clicked on a game interface.
This is a haunted house game that has long been outdated. Song Guangcheng held the mouse and clicked on the prompt to enter the game. The door of the haunted house in the game screen slowly opened, making a crawling sound that sounded very scary in the dark night.
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As the door in the game's haunted house opened, the wall in front of Song Guangcheng slowly cracked open, revealing a section of stairs winding downwards.
This is a secret room hidden in the room, and the only way to open it is to start the haunted house game.
Song Guangcheng straightened his collar and walked down the steps.
The steps wind down, and wall lamps are installed on the walls on both sides. The lights are dim, and the unique spookiness of the basement. Coupled with the haunted house game that has just been imported, it really makes people feel uneasy as if they are going to hell.
Song Guangcheng walked very fast, and when he made several turns and reached the flat ground, another door appeared, a wooden door.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door. Someone inside asked: "Who?"
"I, Song Guangcheng!"
As soon as Song Guangcheng finished speaking, the door opened, and the white light shone out, making his eyes feel uncomfortable and he squinted slightly. After a moment of adaptation, he walked into the basement.
The space in the basement is very large, several hundred square meters, but there is no refrigerator, color TV, red carpet or anything like that. All it has is whips, shackles, pepper spray and other "green" torture instruments.
On the left side of the basement door, two men wearing only shorts, their arms were chained to an iron cross with shackles made of fine steel, their heads were drooped and motionless, their bodies were covered in scars, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.
On the right side, there is a large tatami. A naked woman with scars all over her body is lying on her back. Her hands are shackled to the ground, but her feet are separated and tied to two pillars. A man is standing there.
He half-knelt between her legs and moved vigorously.
The woman's eyes were open, but lifeless, as if it was not her that the man was harming, but she was just staring blankly at the ceiling, her body just shrugging passively.