1770. Chapter 1770 A knife on the head of the word color 3
Before the police arrived, Duan Zhaoan and Gu Chen were sitting in the tea room talking quietly. If they really wanted to sit in the living room and talk, Ji's mother would not be so worried that she fainted.
The police arrived quickly, not in a police car, but in a very low-key commercial vehicle.
Since it is very likely that the other party has someone in the bureau, the investigation process must be kept low-key so that no one knows that the Ji family has called the police.
The police were making arrangements in the living room, while Duan Zhaoan and Gu Chen were talking secretly in the tea room, working on two sides to ensure Ji Jin's safety.
It was only half past eight in the evening, and Ji Jin had never felt that time passed so slowly.
His hands and feet were tied, his eyes were blindfolded, and what was even more despicable was that they had tape on his mouth. He was overthrown all the way, and before he could catch his breath, they pushed him until he was cold.
On the ground.
It should be on a cement floor, and the air is very humid. It's probably in a basement or a warehouse that hasn't been used for a long time.
There was a sound of struggling in the throat, and there was no echo. It was either in a very large warehouse, or in a small room with good sound insulation.
In addition to being damp, the air can occasionally smell a faint smell of rot... like fruit or the smell of a smelly ditch.
Ji Jin, whose face was full of anger, gave up the struggle. He was careless today! He didn't expect that this bitch, Shen Xiyue, would have the courage to team up with others to kidnap him! She even dared to threaten him, saying how embarrassing she was last night and how embarrassing Ji's mother was.
She, she will take revenge as she pleases.
Gu Chen is right, this is a poisonous snake that is hard to guard against!
I thought that by driving her away in such embarrassment, she probably needed to calm down a little more, but she turned out to be more serious and resorted to kidnapping!
Upstairs, Shen Xiyue was still drinking gulps of water. It was such a cold winter, and her forehead was covered with sweat. Her pretty face was pale in color, and her eyes were a little vain... She seemed to be scared too.
After drinking a large glass of warm water, Shen Xiyue sat limply on the cold floor, still breathing heavily.
Fan Yuyan, who was sitting next to her, carefully looked around. Where had the man who sent her mother and daughter gone? He wouldn't have thought of murdering her mother and daughter.
My heart kept beating. Is this matter... really too big?
Kidnapping, she is very courageous, but she really doesn't dare to do such a thing.
The daughter was afraid that she was also frightened. Don't be frightened. She quickly squeezed Shen Xiyue's hand and said with trembling lips: "Don't be afraid. It's too late. Anyway, the thing has been done. If you do it, there is no need to be afraid! Don't be afraid.
, You didn’t have to do it in the first place! Besides, you just met him, you weren’t the one who kidnapped him..."
"Am I scared?" Shen Xiyue, who was still soft, showed a weird smile. She smiled softly, as if she was wearing a stiff mask, restraining all her expressions. The corners of her mouth were raised, and Shen Xiyue was filled with tears.
The man smiled strangely and said softly: "Aunt Fan, do you know when was the first time I killed someone? I was twelve years old... and the person I killed was my adoptive mother."
"Do you know when the second murder occurred? It was the first year you married into the Shen family, when you were in high school... Do you know who the person I killed was? If you think about it, you can definitely think of it."
Looking coldly at the stunned Fan Yuyan, Shen Xiyue laughed softly. She lowered her eyes and said casually: "What is my status in the Shen family? An adopted daughter, just an adopted daughter."
