Jiang Yao only felt that the world in front of him was blood red, and large patches of glaring red made up all the scenes in front of him.
It was Ye Wangchuan's solemn reminder that brought him back to his senses: "What are you still standing there for? Get out of the way and call the police."
Jiang Yao was shocked and immediately moved away from the wailing Qiao Weiguo. He walked to the side and said in a panic, "He took my phone away."
Qiao Nian had just fired a shot, and there was still some murderous coldness in his eyes. When he looked over, Jiang Yao obviously dodged away.
"Tsk." She tutted, not caring about Jiang Yao's evasive reaction, and took out her phone from her pocket and threw it to him: "Here you go."
Jiang Yao took it awkwardly and found that Qiao Nian had set a password.
He didn't know how to get along with Qiao Nian yet, so he pursed his lips, hesitating whether to say it or not.
Then he heard the girl calling him, "Come here."
“…point your phone at my eyes.”
"..." Jiang Yao remembered the pupil verification technology and did as Qiao Nian instructed. As expected, he unlocked the verification lock.
He called the police again: "Hello, is this the police station? There's a hijacking here, I'm not a passerby... I'm a victim."
Jiang Yao glanced at Qiao Weiguo and said in a deep voice, "Please come here quickly."
He then returned the phone to the girl.
He endured the pain in his back and said to Ye Wangchuan: "Young Master Ye, leave this to me. If you have anything else to do, you can go first."
Jiang Yao was afraid that the things in Qiao Nian's hands would be discovered by the police, so he hurriedly asked them to leave first.
Ye Wangchuan glanced at the girl.
The hostility around Qiao Nian dissipated a lot, and he returned to his usual indifferent state, but the look he gave Jiang Yao was not as cold as before.
She didn't know what she was thinking as she walked out of the alley.
About ten minutes later, he came back with a plastic bag in his hand. He walked to Jiang Yao and handed the plastic bag to him. "Here are anti-inflammatory drugs and disinfectants. Your assistant should be nearby. Ask him to help you apply the drugs later..."
"Thanks."
Jiang Yao hesitated and stretched out his hand to take it. He could feel the heavy weight in his hand. He thought for a moment, looked at the girl's delicate and eye-catching face which was somewhat similar to that of his uncle, moved his lips, and had a lot of questions to ask, but when the words came to his lips, he could only squeeze out a few awkward words.
"Thanks."
Qiao Nian looked up at him, not knowing what she was thinking. She put her hands in her pockets and said briskly, "I'm the one he's looking for, so it's me who got you into trouble. So you don't have to thank me."
"Yeah." Jiang Yao felt a little bitter in his heart, and tried to curl his lips and smile at her: "No matter what, I still want to thank you for coming in time."
If he hadn't said that, Qiao Nian wouldn't have felt guilty.
Jiang Yao said this.
She didn't know how to deal with it. She turned the brim of her baseball cap uncomfortably with her hand, then paused and looked at Jiang Yao.
"What are you going to do if I don't get there in time?"
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, looking at the girl who was so close to him, he felt as if he was in a trance.
It seemed as if they had never stood together and talked so calmly before.
Jiang Yao quickly came to his senses: "What I wanted to do was to calm him down as much as possible, wait for him to let down his guard, find an opportunity to snatch the knife, and then call the police."
Qiao Nian nodded gently: "Remember to call me next time, don't take any risks."
Jiang Yao's eyelids twitched rapidly and he looked at her suddenly.
Qiao Nian's eyelashes were long and thick, covering her pupils. She raised her hand and pulled down her cap to prevent him from seeing her emotions. She said calmly, "Don't get me wrong. I don't like to owe others things, especially favors."