"Hello? Hello... um, I'm Yuan Mengmeng, what's wrong - what did you say?!"
Beside the floor-to-ceiling glass window of an art design workshop, one of the designers, Yuan Mengmeng, was leaning against the window, basking in the warm afternoon sunshine while rushing through the drawings needed for her work.
However, an unexpected phone call shattered her entire busy and peaceful afternoon.
"Zhang Keta? Did he meet a murderer? How could this happen - is he okay? Is he seriously injured?"
The other end of the phone seemed to be telling her about Zhang Ke's fight with the murderer just now, and Yuan Mengmeng's face turned red and white for a while, with large drops of sweat oozing out from her forehead. She was first surprised, then panicked, and finally more
It's a bit of an anxious state of mind.
Indeed, Zhang Ke has not replied to his WeChat message since the morning. I originally thought it was because he was too busy today, but if...
"To be honest, I don't know exactly how badly he was injured, but obviously such a close encounter with a murderer cannot be completely safe."
The voice on the other end of the phone sounded too calm. He was obviously talking about a life-or-death matter, but it was so calm that Yuan Mengmeng even felt a little strange.
It was this abnormality that touched her sixth sense as a woman, causing her to ask cautiously: "Excuse me...who are you? A colleague in his office, or the police?"
No, it definitely can't be the police - first of all, the call from the police will not be from such an ordinary number, and secondly, neither the official terminology nor the detailed description should be as ambiguous as it is now, or even appear to be completely indifferent.
This sense of indifference, which was completely detached from things, could be keenly detected by Yuan Mengmeng even through a phone line.
The person who informed him of the news didn't seem to regard it as a big deal worth making a fuss about - but if that was the case, why did the other party tell him specifically?
"I am -" the voice on the other end of the phone obviously hesitated for a moment before replying, "I am a friend of his. I just received the news. Do you want to go to the scene with me to see it?"
"The police are over there? Have you rushed to deal with the situation?" Yuan Mengmeng regained her anxiety and asked several questions in succession, "If the police have arrived, they should be able to determine Zhang Ke's current condition.
ah?"
"It will take about ten minutes for the police to arrive, because this matter has just been discovered. As for you, I have been waiting for you downstairs in your company. Now I turn my head to the right and see the lake blue car outside the window next to you.
Do you have a fancy car? That’s my car, I’ll take you there with me.” The other end of the phone said immediately.
"..."
This time, Yuan Mengmeng did not answer the other party immediately, but raised her head in disbelief. She saw outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window, about four or five hundred meters away, that there was indeed a very unique, lake blue color car parked at the intersection.
car.
Generally speaking, blue-green cars are only available in sky blue, dark blue, sapphire blue and dark green. However, this deep and clear lake blue, like the reflection of the sky and the water, is extremely rare - at least Yuan Mengmeng has never seen it.
I've seen it before, I'm afraid this kind of spray paint needs to be specially customized.
Therefore, it cannot be a coincidence that the car that is only a few hundred meters away from my company is the car owned by the person on the phone.
But--
"How do you know where I work? And—how do you know I'm leaning against the window?!"
However, the person on the phone seemed to have suddenly walked away, and there was no reply at all.
No, it should be said that there seemed to be no breathing sound at all.
When Yuan Mengmeng picked up the phone again and looked at the number carefully, she found that the other party had hung up the phone unknowingly, but she didn't seem to hear the interruption sound when hanging up the phone? Nor did she hear the beeping sound of hanging up.
The work address can be explained by "Zhang Ke may have told the other party", but it is actually very far-fetched - after all, who would tell a completely unrelated friend the address of his girlfriend's company?
But what made Yuan Mengmeng feel even more shuddering was that the person on the phone just now gave a precise order to turn her head to the right and look at the window next to her.
You know, this floor-to-ceiling window is made of frosted glass. People outside can't see what's inside at all. What's more, nearly half a kilometer away, a petite girl like me can't compare with the visibility of a car with a conspicuous color.
——What clairvoyance method did that person use to see his specific seat and direction?
The other party's method, which was almost like remote surveillance, made Yuan Mengmeng tremble. She felt as if she was being watched by an invisible eye, watching her every move at every moment.
What is the purpose of the other party monitoring me in such an all-round way? Are those words about Zhang Ke's accident still credible? More importantly... do I really want to go out now?
Yuan Mengmeng glanced at the top of her head hesitantly. The sunlight coming in from the window was so warm and bright. It was the time when the sun was at its best in the afternoon. It could be said that the sky was bright and it was broad daylight.
Even if they are perverted criminals or kidnappers, most of them would not choose this time to act when they are most easily exposed, right?
However, I have to get into that person's car, if the other person loses me in the car...
"Aren't you ready yet? Come out quickly, it will be troublesome if it is delayed too late."
Suddenly, the other party's voice floated over the phone that had obviously been hung up in his hand: "You don't need to bring anything, just walk out by yourself, I'll bring the car over."
Yuan Mengmeng was startled by the sudden sound. Just as she was about to ask again, she found that this time there was actually a beeping sound coming from the receiver.
At the same time, the lake blue car also started to move slowly towards the company.
——This, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?
If he was really a kidnapper or had evil intentions against him, his actions now would be too bold, right? Not only did he choose a car with such an eye-catching color, but he also dared to get close to his company.
If something happens to him later, it will be easy for the police to investigate and arrest him based on this information.
Could it be that I am really too suspicious? In Yuan Mengmeng's hesitant mind, Zhang Ke's figure suddenly flashed across her mind.
If the other party had not lied, Zhang Ke... must be hovering on the edge of life and death now, right? He must need me very much... No, I must be by his side.
Thinking of this, Yuan Mengmeng finally put aside the thick uneasiness in her heart and walked three steps at a time towards the door.
But she also kept it in mind, took out her phone, and quickly edited a text message.