Miao Jian was too afraid to close her eyes. It seemed as if as soon as she closed her eyes, countless pairs of bloody hands would reach out to her, but she did not dare to open her eyes and stared at the empty and pale wall, as if she was possessed by a demon.
Yes, all that appeared was the painting of blood plum blossoms.
Miao Jian's clothes were soaked with sweat. She was so scared that she suddenly remembered that there was another person in the villa.
Shen Bing.
He is still in the villa, he is still downstairs.
Miao Jian tried her best to hold back her fear and lifted the quilt from the bed. Without wearing any shoes, she ran to the door with bare feet, opened the door as fast as she could in her life, and rushed downstairs without even having time to think.
Shen Bing lay on the bed and never fell asleep. He put his hands on the back of his head and looked up at the ceiling. The room was narrow and had no windows. With the lights turned off, it was completely dark and a bit stuffy. Maybe it was his first time here, and Shen Bing was not used to it.
The environment inside made it impossible to sleep.
Miao Jian felt like this when she stayed in this room. It was so gloomy and dark that she didn't even know how much time had passed.
Shen Bing stretched out his hand and spread his fingers. The slender fingers were vaguely visible in the dark night. He slowly brought his hand closer and covered his eyes.
What does this feel like? It is the darkness that is felt visually. There is nothing darker than this. Only the touch of his own hand reminds him.
Miao Jian must have lived in a place like this for two or three days before. It was pitch black, as if all hope of life had been taken away.
Shen Bing was deep in thought when a dull thumping sound came from upstairs. He immediately took away his blindfolded hand, opened his eyes, and listened with sensitive ears to capture the sounds around him.
The sound came from upstairs. It sounded like he was walking barefoot on the ground without shoes. The frequency was also very fast, as if he was running.
Shen Bing frowned, touched his face, and suddenly sat up from the bed.
What happened? Do you want to go up and take a look? There seems to be no sound.
Shen Bing listened carefully for a while. There was silence, and there was no sound around. Shen Bing slowly lay down on the bed again.
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The assistant found the surveillance camera at the time and found out the people who kidnapped Miao Jian and Shao Xinghan.
There were four people in total. They had been following Miao Jian and Shao Xinghan from Shuntian Street. After they entered Wangtian Alley, they took out their bags and finally trapped Miao Jian and Shao Xinghan.
These are just the assistant's guesses based on limited investigation, but there is evidence to prove that these guesses are not wrong.
Shao Xinghan sat in the office and looked at the four men displayed on the computer. He put his hands on the table and clenched them into fists, gradually exerting force, exposing the veins on the back of his hands.
"Mr. Han." the assistant called, distracting Shao Xinghan's attention.
Shao Xinghan tilted his head and signaled to him.
"These four people have been identified, but they were hired by others. The people behind the scenes have yet to be verified. What should we do next? Should we hand it over to the police or us..."
"Continue the investigation. There is no need to hand it over to the police. If you find new clues, let me know." Shao Xinghan said, his voice was extremely cold, and his assistant repeatedly said yes.
When Shao Xinghan left the office, the assistant inexplicably felt that the temperature in the office was a little higher. He couldn't help but "tsk", Mr. Han is indeed Mr. Han.
Shao Xinghan left the company and went straight to the headquarters of the black market exchange. His purpose was very clear. He wanted to find Feize.
As soon as I walked in, I was stopped. The security guard was a strong and savage-looking man. He said with a straight face: "Who are you? Show me your identity."
Shao Xinghan's voice was calm: "Go and inform your boss, I'll look for him."
The man immediately became unhappy. His face almost reached the sky, with a arrogant look on his face: "Who are you talking to? And tell me, who do you think you are?" As he spoke, he pushed forward, bumping into Shao Xing.
Han took a step back.
Shao Xinghan's face was cold, and his eyes seemed to contain thousands of years of icebergs. Without thinking, he punched the man, catching the man off guard and falling backwards.
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Shao Xinghan's voice was filled with deep anger as he walked in step by step.
The man stood up in embarrassment, covered his bleeding mouth and nose with one hand, and said repeatedly: "I'll go right away, go right away."
Shao Xinghan watched him run away in a hurry, still feeling depressed. He stretched out his hand, pulled a handful of ties, and unbuttoned two shirt buttons.
There is a kind of ascetic type of ruffian.
The man sitting on the half-slung chair in the office had a cigarette in his mouth. His eyes drifted sideways into the surveillance video nearby. He slowly took out the cigarette with his right hand and blew out a smoke ring from his mouth. The gray smoke floated around him.
Before his eyes, he curled his lips and threw the cigarette into the ashtray next to him with perfect accuracy.
He stood up and said, "Let him in. I haven't seen such a powerful person in a long time."
The male assistant who was standing respectfully bowed slightly and said, "Okay." He turned around and went out.
The work was done very quickly, and within a short time, a man named Zhang came to greet Shao Xinghan.
Shao Xinghan was walking behind him, and he was actually half a head taller than him. Manager Zhang walked cautiously in front, and after passing a corner, he said "This way, please", which can be said to be extremely polite.
After passing three corners, Manager Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled slightly awkwardly: "Mr. Han, please come in here. Mr. Fei is inside, just go in."
Shao Xinghan lowered his eyes slightly and stepped in without responding.
Manager Zhang didn't go in, probably because there were rules in this place and people with low status were not allowed to enter. After Shao Xinghan entered, he left, his heart pounding.
It's another plague god, and I'm afraid he and the general inside will get an army.
The furnishings in the room are neat and simple, with a sofa, a coffee table, and some basic furnishings. The rest is open space. The style of the room is also simple and low-key, with a mixture of gray and white, and is relatively gloomy.
Feize turned his chair and faced Shao Xinghan, with the corners of his lips curled up in a faint smile.
"Long time no see." He said, his voice slightly frivolous.
Shao Xinghan casually pulled up a chair and sat down. His gloomy expression did not change. He raised his eyelids and did not answer his words.
"Tell me what you want."
Fei Ze smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, somewhat similar to Fei Yi, but he didn't have the childishness of a boy, and there was a mature atmosphere of a man between his eyebrows.
"Mr. Han is really straightforward and impatient. Why don't you just say a few words?"
Shao Xinghan's face turned gloomy unnoticeably. He put his hand on the armrest of the chair and said very naturally: "The joint venture project in Chengxi is for you."
His fingers moved slightly on the armrest of the chair.
The smile on Feize's lips paused, and he crossed his hands between his legs, "Why is Mr. Han so concerned about this eldest lady of the Miao family?"
You must know that the joint venture project in the west of the city is a large project that Shao Xinghan has been preparing for since he took over the Shao family. Most of the Shao family's energy is devoted to this project. Once it is thrown out, it will be equivalent to throwing out most of the Shao family.