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If heaven gave me another chance to choose, I would never leave Tan Jiao and act alone.
Perhaps we all longed too much to catch them, and got used to being in this game, waiting for the rabbit by the tree stump. The strong desire blinded my eyes, so I didn't think at all that this was a trap.
A trap set specifically for me and her.
I drove alone to the police station, but that day, I couldn't drive all the way to the police station.
The weather was very good that day, with a blue sky and white clouds, as beautiful as ever. I was getting farther and farther away from home, and also getting farther and farther away from Tan Jiao.
I was just driving down an overpass when I saw a figure that looked like Chen Xingjian. The car model was also the same as Chen Xingjian's. Through a glimpse of the window, I saw a man wearing a fisherman's hat sitting in the driver's seat, and a woman vaguely in the backseat.
At that moment, a certain fuse in my heart was silently ignited. I made a sharp turn and followed him. What police team's phone call, whether the voice really resembled that of Detective Zhang from that day, didn't even have a chance to think about it carefully.
I followed him to the entrance of a hutong. From afar, I saw Chen Xing get out of the car and drag that woman out from the back seat. The woman seemed to be struggling in protest, but it was too far away, and I couldn't hear clearly. It was daytime, although it was a remote area, there were also passersby walking by my side, but they just raised their heads, took a look, and left indifferently.
I felt a surge of hot blood churning deep within my chest. I got off the car and quickly approached, hugging the wall root.
I turned a corner and entered the alley, where there were no people in sight. I walked slowly forward, here is a typical garden-style old house, with narrow lanes and high gray walls, as if entering a deep and secluded valley. My hand touched the wall, cold and rough. There are several households on both sides, but all the doors are closed. I saw that at the end of the alley, there was a coffee shop open, with green plants covering the entrance, and music coming from inside, but looking far away, no one was in sight.
I walked up to the entrance of the coffee shop, and there was no one inside. Behind me were two intersecting alleys that led straight to the main road.
I was very clear that I couldn't find any other help at this time and could only go in alone. Also, I was very clear that there might be danger, but I didn't care at all.
I slowly walked into the coffee shop, and there was no one behind the counter either. This is a bit strange. The coffee shop is not very large, at most it can only fit five or six tables, and everything is in plain sight.
The music was still echoing slowly. It was playing a psychedelic style of heavy metal rock, with a hoarse male voice screaming.
I noticed that on the left side of the stage, there was a staircase leading down to the bottom. Listening carefully, amidst the music, I faintly heard some movement coming from below. I tiptoed over and found it very dark at the foot of the stairs, unable to see anything.
I stood still for one second and then walked away.
Below was a storage room, no lights, only the faint glow from upstairs. It was piled with food, vegetables, records and books. I walked slowly forward in the dim light, and saw behind a curtain, there was a narrow room, inside seemed to be a bed, on which lay a woman.
I walked over, lifted the curtain, and saw a woman's face facing down on the bed, her hands and feet were all tied up with ropes, twisted into a very strange shape. Wasn't she the one who was just in Chen Xing's car? I only felt a surge of cold and hot air flowing into my heart, rushing over, and just as I was about to lift her off the bed, I felt someone behind me.