"Closed wild. Just when Feng Ye was snorting and angry, An Chu suddenly called his name, in an extremely calm tone.

It's like pouring cold water on a pot of red-hot coals, Feng Ye's mood fluctuates, and he stares at the boss, "What?!"

"I can't ......." An Chu's expression was lonely, but he couldn't say more words.

When he heard the news of his father's and brother's accident, An Chu thought that in this world, there are no more people who hate her. She couldn't afford to lose what she had.

Stuffed the phone to Feng Ye, "If something happens to me, I'll give this to the police." ”

All the clue evidence is in the phone.

Feng Ye almost jumped on the spot, she knew that something would happen........ People have a certain anticipation of danger, and everything that happened tonight seems unusual.

But looking into her eyes, he couldn't say anything to stop it.

After a short hesitation, Feng Ye handed his mobile phone into An Chu's hand, "Keep in touch!"

........

Going back again, the path was familiar, and it took them less time than before. Separated at the staircase, An Chu followed the security guard upstairs alone, while Feng Ye was left in the hall downstairs.

Pinching An Chu's mobile phone, Feng Ye watched the two video messages she received.

The first one clearly states the words 'your father' and 'how did he die'. From a simple sentence, Feng Ye understood why An Chu was impulsive like that.

But it is also because life and death are involved, which makes Feng Ye feel even more dangerous.

He's going up! He's going to go up!

You can't let An Chu go into danger alone, she has never been to this kind of place at all, and she doesn't understand anything.

He has a lot of social experience, and there are many situations in his mind that he has seen and heard about other girls.

Feng Ye scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, hating to hit his head against the wall, he had never found himself so incompetent.

In all kinds of anxiety, his eyes suddenly saw the stuntman performing by Weiya hanging in the bar hall.

The eyes lit up.

There's a way!

**

Just a flight of stairs, the second floor of the bar is far from the boisterous psychedelic halls. Against the backdrop of the deafening music downstairs, there was an eerie quietness.

Walking through the long corridor, An Chu could even hear the sound of his shoes stepping on the carpet.

"Miss An, this is the box. ”

The security guard took An Chu to the door of the box and turned to leave, without even giving a single look.

An Chu took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

The scene in front of her was similar to what she saw in the video, with dim lighting and a black leather sofa.

Sleeping man in a suit on the sofa.

An Chu walked in quickly, shouting, "Mr. Ye......."

Before she could get close to the couch, she heard a 'bang' behind her.

An Chu turned her head and found that the door that was unlocked when she came in was closed at this moment.

The alarm bell sounded in his heart, and he turned around and ran a few steps to pull the door. I pulled hard, but I couldn't pull it at all, and the door was locked from the outside.

Fear pervades.

An Chu turned around sharply, ignoring his politeness and reserve, ran to the man's side and stretched out his hand and pushed the person on the sofa violently, "Mr. Ye, wake up!!"

The strength of her hands was uncontrollable, and with a push, the man's body turned in a different direction, from a side position to a flat lying position.

The face is exposed.

Although An Chu had already sensed the danger, he still had the feeling of five thunderbolts when he saw his face clearly.