Zuo Jing got up in embarrassment, shivering and retreating, tears already bursting out of her eyes. After a long time, she managed to calm down, but her legs were still so limp that she couldn't use any strength. She looked at the ghost eyes with hatred and asked
Said: "Where is my son now?"
"He is doing very well. He has food and drinks, and there are people to chat and play with him. He is already very happy. I think your son is very compatible with icv. If you are interested, I will be happy to help you cultivate him into a great person.
"The character." Guimu said while motioning for his two men to come forward. He seemed to be disgusted with Yang Ming's existence, and after glancing at his cold corpse with disgust, he ordered: "Pull him out and bury him, and then
Have someone come over and clean this place."
Zuo Jing said tremblingly: "No! Don't try to turn him into the second Sheng Kuang! I want to take my son out of here."
"It's such a pity that this child has such a short-sighted and stubborn mother like you."
Zuo Jing grabbed Guimu's hand and said urgently: "You have so many subordinates who are willing to work for you, why do you have to send us mother and son? You promised me that as long as I obey your instructions, you can let him
Come back to me safely."
"Now is not the time, I still have a way to get you." Guimu shook her off impatiently. Her palms were wet and sticky with cold sweat. Guimu took out a tissue and wiped her hands in disgust. "Go back obediently.
Waiting for my news, as long as you obey, I will never embarrass you mother and son."
"Where do you want me to go back? I heard that the guy pretending to be Dongdong has been exposed, and the people from the Security Bureau will definitely be suspicious of me. If I go back now, wouldn't I be on the receiving end of a gun?" Zuo Jing was desperate.
said.
"But I think you are very good at pretending to be innocent. The captain of the Thirteenth Team named Su is very affectionate towards you. He will definitely trust and protect you. Go ahead and shed a few more tears, saying that you were also kept in the dark.
Here, they won't do anything to you." Guimu walked straight to the door and opened the door. "Go back, don't cry here."
Zuo Jing looked at Guimu's contemptuous and indifferent eyes, and it seemed that the blood all over her body was rising with anger, but how could she vent it? Her eyes were red, and she walked out in despair. The door was quietly closed behind her.
, she stared at the dark and dark corridor in front of her, a hot tear falling from the corner of her eye.
She walked forward extremely slowly, as if the ground under her feet was a swamp, dragging her legs. Suddenly, she heard a burst of crying from a child. The crying was heartbreaking and intermittent.
echoed in her ears.
"Is it Dongdong? Is it my son?" A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in her heart. She muttered to herself while frantically searching for the direction of the sound. She stumbled and ran upstairs, walking along the corridor.
He stopped running, but the still clear cry just now had disappeared.
The light on this floor is dimmer, and the environment is more eerie and quiet. Zuo Jing choked and shouted: "Dongdong! Dongdong, where are you? Mom is here to find you!"
"Shut up! Who told you to make such a noise here!" A door suddenly opened, and the guard standing at the door yelled at Zuo Jing. He was a tall man with a sinewy face, and his eyes showed his fierce look. Behind him,
This door leads to another corridor, which is dark and silent.
Ghost Eye always likes to make icv's stronghold like a maze, with various winding corridors and heavy doors everywhere. Behind each door may be a long and narrow corridor and more unknown spaces.
Zuo Jing stood on tiptoes, trying to take a closer look at the scene behind the guard.
The guard pushed her hard and said rudely: "This is not a place where you can wander around and go back and forth wherever you go. Otherwise, even if I don't argue with you, Mr. Ghost Eyes will not let you go."
you."
At this time, the child's helpless cry rang out again. Zuo Jing put the guard's threat behind her and rushed forward with all her strength. She was sure that the cry came from the corridor behind him.
transmitted.
The guard grabbed her wrist, looked back at the dark corridor, and said, "Believe me, you don't want to know what it's like inside."
"I want to find my son!" Zuo Jing wanted to break away from him, but was held captive by his strong hands. The guard used his other hand to draw out a knife neatly, and the sharp blade was almost tight.
Put it against Zuo Jing's cheek. "If you dare to move again, your little face will blossom."
Zuo Jing lowered her head suddenly and bit his arm hard. The knife that had just been pressed against her face cut her skin, and blood dripped out instantly. But she seemed not to feel the pain, and even her brows
She didn't even frown, she just wanted to use all her strength to get rid of the person in front of her. She tried her best, her eyes were about to burst, and she wished she could penetrate his flesh and blood with her teeth and carve his bones.
The guard grimaced in pain and pushed her away violently. He let out a hoarse roar in his throat, like a beast bursting with rage. He let go of the knife with his other hand and quickly covered his injured arm. He was pushed away.
Zuo Jing accidentally fell to the ground. Regardless of her nervousness, she scrambled to pick up the knife that fell on the ground and ran into the corridor without looking back.
The guard stared at her fiercely, and was about to chase her, but suddenly stopped. He looked at her running back farther and farther, with a sneer on his face. "You are heading for a dead end. Then
I will help you and let you get along with the lunatic inside for a while." He closed the thick iron door, isolating the long and dark corridor behind him.
Zuo Jing ran forward panting. The door that was closed behind her blocked the last trace of light. Her eyes were already pitch black. As she walked forward in the dark, the hoarse cry of the child sounded from time to time.
, sometimes weak and sometimes loud. She walked in the direction of the crying until her finger touched a door.
She pulled the door handle desperately, but the door was locked. She slapped the door desperately, and her right hand suddenly touched the wall next to the door. There was a raised button on it, and Zuo Jing pressed it tremblingly.
Button, completely unaware of what was waiting for her behind the door.
With a "click", the door opened a crack, and the light inside shone through the crack, and the child's aggrieved cry became clearer.
Zuo Jing only wanted to find her son. She opened the door without hesitation, but was frightened by the faces that suddenly appeared in front of her. A group of people gathered around the door, staring directly at her, the "uninvited guest."
These people all had pale faces, dull eyes, and were so thin that they were almost only skin and bones.
