Excessive panic prevented He Yan from making a sound. She gritted her teeth and pressed the table with both hands, trying to make a sound that would startle others, and even more wanted to stand up and rush out the door. But everything was in vain, her body was slumped in the chair, and the strength of her hands could not sweep the dinner plate off the table.
Her eyes darkened for a while, and before the coma disappeared, she saw him sitting there looking at her quietly, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were indifferent.
After an unknown amount of time, He Yan woke up from the darkness. An exaggeratedly large chandelier and numerous crystal pendants caught her eyes, reflecting the dazzling light.
woke up? he asks.
She struggled to get up, and instinctively flinched away from the sound. The room is very big, Fu Shenxing is sitting on a sofa in the distance watching her, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, with a pleasant smile, Mr. He, your physical fitness is very good, you woke up halfway earlier than I expected Hours.
He Yan not only has good physical fitness, but she also has superhuman psychological quality, otherwise she would not have survived the incident four years ago. Fear made her panic and confused, but reason urged her to calm down as soon as possible. She closed her eyes forcefully, and when she opened them again, she accepted the current situation, and asked in a trembling voice: Are you a human or a ghost
Fu Shenxing let out a soft sneer, ridiculing: How could the clever and resolute Mr. He ask such a stupid question
This question was indeed stupid, and it fully exposed her panic at this time. There are no ghosts in this world, and Shen Zhijie can't come back from the dead, so the only possibility is that he didn't die at all. He didn't die, he came to seek her revenge!
The once nightmare became reality, and the devil she deeply feared was right in front of her.
It was as if he had reverted back to the scene four years ago, he sat there and looked at her coldly, his indifferent eyes were as sharp as a knife, he said: Be clean, don't leave any trouble.
No! This is even worse than four years ago, he is like a ghost crawling out of hell, coming here for revenge. Tears flowed down uncontrollably, and her body was shaking uncontrollably, but she was not a woman who only knew how to cry and beg. She stared at him, her voice was still trembling, but her heart was gradually resolute. What do you want? ? kill me
kill you? He chuckled and shook his head slowly, if I want to kill you, why bother
Since it is not to kill her, then to torture her, crying and begging will never work, but will make it worse. She was suppressing her fear, thinking quickly in her mind, trying another way to survive. Shen Zhijie, how about we all calm down and talk rationally
He squinted his eyes slightly to look at her, completely different from his performance four years ago, this woman can surprise people every time. say what? He asked with great interest, saying that I should let you go, and you will never go to the police. Should we both forget the past and start our lives again
She really wanted to say this at first, but He Yan pursed her lips and said instead: No, I'm just curious, how did you escape from prison
He felt a little surprised and raised his eyebrows slightly, Mr. He, you really surprised me many times, which made me more sure that our next game will be more interesting.
He Yan couldn't figure out his thoughts, so she could only deal with it carefully: What game
Sitting on the sofa, with his two slender legs crossed together, his posture was relaxed and lazy, and he domesticated a lady from a clean family background into a wanton and lowly prostitute.
She shivered uncontrollably.
This reaction pleased him, and he slowly raised the corners of his lips, Mr. He, you have a clean background, a good education, and a respectable profession. Such a glamorous person has been tarnished bit by bit until it is extremely dirty. Would you say it would be fun
This is the most despicable malice, the dirtiest revenge in the world.
There was a light knock on the door, and several men filed in from outside. Sensing the danger, He Yan rolled down from the wide bed and continued to shrink back until her back touched the cold wall.
Fu Shenxing got up and walked over, stopped not far from her, threw a knife in front of her, took it, and told me to see how you killed someone.
It was a paring knife, short and sharp, just like the one she had used four years ago.
A thin man stepped forward, grabbed her and pulled her up. Struggling desperately, she grabbed the knife on the ground, but before the knife hit the man, her wrist was grabbed. Fingers like iron pincers gripped her wrist, and she effortlessly pulled it out, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang.
The fists came down, her head was knocked on one side, her ears were ringing, everything was shaking, big and small. In her blurred vision, she saw the man holding the camera, the onlookers standing silently by the side, and Fu Shenxing who was sitting on the sofa watching her.
She stopped struggling and slowly closed her eyes.
Fu Shenxing leaned lazily on the sofa, his tone remained the same as before, is this the only thing he can do? It's really boring, let's change the trick.
The skinny man climbed down, but three or four other men surrounded her, held her limbs, and forcibly injected an injection into her body. As if falling into hell, she whimpered in despair and struggled crazily again, you killed me, Shen Zhijie, you killed me!
He showed an indifferent expression, and shook his head slightly: No, I said it before, I won't kill you.
The medicine effect of the injection took effect very quickly, the mind gradually dissipated, the body was controlled by the medicine, and only the physiological instinct remained. This scene was even more unbearable than before, the air was full of obscenity, and the heavy breathing was mixed with a blushing voice.
In the whole room, it seemed that only Fu Shenxing could keep his face unchanged and his mind as calm as water. He glanced at the person beside him who was about to move, and said lightly: "A Jiang, this woman is untouchable, it's unlucky."
A Jiang put his hands together to cover his body's reaction, and explained with some embarrassment: I didn't want to touch her.
He glanced quickly, bent down, and asked Fu Shenxing carefully: Mr. Fu, when will this be filmed? These are professionals I specially invited back from the island country. As long as they don't stop, they can keep doing it until they play this bitch to death.
Fu Shenxing raised his wrist to glance at the time, and said indifferently: "Stop it, edit the video, and let's see how it works."
The professional videographer’s shooting results are naturally excellent, whether it is the fierce struggle before or the confusion behind, when the image is projected on the large screen in the audio-visual room, the detailed close-up and full surround stereo sound, the picture even It's more embarrassing than it looks on the spot.
He Yan was wrapped in a bathrobe, sunk deep in the large sofa, her lips were trembling uncontrollably, she clearly told herself not to cry, but the tears kept flowing down. Fu Shenxing was sitting not far away, turning his head to look at her with a half-smile, but he couldn't see that you were very photogenic.
Yeah? Thanks. She responded slowly, her voice hoarse and rough, like tearing silk.
Fu Shenxing was a little surprised, looked at her, and asked again: Will you call the police when you go back
You are holding this thing, how dare I go to the police? She almost guessed his next plan, curled the corners of her lips with difficulty, wanted to smile contemptuously, but the tears flowed more fiercely.
He smiled nonchalantly, and said: I knew Teacher He was a smart woman. In this case, let's set the rules of the game now. It's very simple. You have to be there whenever you want, how about it
live! Get out of here alive! A voice roared in her mind, He Yan shook her lips, took a deep breath, and asked in cooperation with him: Are you still here to take pictures of these things
probably not. He answered easily, turned his head to think for a moment, and said: Frankly speaking, it takes time and effort to shoot this thing, and I have no intention of turning you into an AV actress for the time being. Maybe I will ask you to help me to accompany the guests in the future, some people may like your type.
She closed her eyes and wept silently, no longer speaking.
Fu Shenxing called the strong man named A Jiang in, and said: "It's getting late, let's take Teacher He home."
He actually wanted to let her go! He Yan was nervous and excited, afraid that her eyes would reveal her inner emotions, so she hurriedly lowered her eyelids to cover her sight. She didn't even dare to show her eagerness, she struggled to get up while leaning on the sofa, her movements were slow. A Jiang was impatient to wait for her, so he reached out and lifted her from the sofa, and dragged her out.
But Fu Shenxing suddenly stopped her, Teacher He.
She stopped and waited in fear, lest he suddenly change his attention again. I didn't want him but just smiled, and said lightly: Don't call the police, or you will regret it.
This sounded like a warning, but there seemed to be something else hidden in it. Before she could think about it, Ah Jiang had already covered her mouth and nose with a towel soaked in medicine.
When she woke up again, He Yan was already at her home, as if she had woken up countless mornings in the past. She was covered with a thin quilt, and the clothes she had taken off were placed on the chair beside the bed. The habit of placing it in the space next to the bed.
The sky outside the window was bright, and it was at least nine or ten o'clock in the daylight.
She slowly closed her eyes and then slowly opened them again, telling herself over and over again that everything last night was just a nightmare, but the discomfort in her body told her cruelly that it was not a dream. She covered her head with the quilt and wept bitterly. She reached out her hand and touched the phone from the grid. There was a missed call from Liang Yuanze, and there was a message: Yanyan, don't throw the phone around in the future, and no one answered the phone. . Also, go to bed early and don't stay up late.
The time showed that it was half past ten last night, and she was in the hands of that devil at that time.
He Yan called Liang Yuanze with trembling hands, but the phone kept ringing with a busy tone. After a moment of daze, she suddenly sat up from the bed, ignoring the pain in her body, pulled her clothes and put them on quickly.
The car was parked in the parking space next to the corridor, and in the distance, three or two aunts were playing in the community garden with their children. He Yan took a deep breath and tried her best to appear calm. She drove the car out of the community, kept looking at the car through the rearview mirror, and made sure no one was following her, so she turned the car to the police station resolutely.
what did you say? The staff in front of her looked surprised and asked her: Don't worry, please calm down and speak slowly.
He Yan couldn't calm herself down at all. Since entering here, she has lost her previous calmness and rationality. Shen Zhijie is not dead. His name is Fu Shenxing now. Hurry up and catch him, go catch him!
The staff seemed even more confused, who is Shen Zhijie? Who is Fu Shenxing
Her mouth was half-opened, and for a moment she didn't know how to make things clear. Officer Chen! I want to find Officer Chen Jingyan! She yelled loudly, as if she had finally grasped a life-saving straw, and he knew what was going on!
The staff member had a strange expression. He looked at He Yan, hesitated for a moment, and said: Officer Chen Jingyan had a car accident a few days ago and has passed away. The police held a memorial service for him yesterday.
He Yan froze all of a sudden, suspecting that she had heard it wrong, what did you say
The staff looked at her with some sympathy, got up and poured her a cup of hot water, and comforted her: "Ms. He, don't worry, just speak slowly if you have anything to do, even if Officer Chen is gone, we will help you."
No, no one can help her!
First, her parents suddenly won a travel award and went on a trip, and then Liang Yuanze went abroad for training in a foreign country. She was isolated and helpless. Even the police officer Chen who thought she could ask for help died in a car accident a few days ago. Are these just coincidences? How could it be such a coincidence
She remained silent for a while, and the staff couldn't help asking: Ms. He, are you okay
He Yan raised her head and stared blankly at the young policeman in front of her. The words Fu Shenxing said suddenly sounded in her mind. He said: Don't call the police, or you will regret it.