Outside, the sky was overcast and it seemed like it was about to rain, and a cool breeze came out, making people feel extra comfortable.

A woman's scream suddenly came from inside the villa, Zhang Tianze looked back, Lin Kewen's head was pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window, and a large blood stain splattered from his forehead, staining the floor-to-ceiling window red.

Zhang Tianze was unmoved, took out his mobile phone and dialed the emergency number, but did not go in.

In the suburbs of the city, there are some dilapidated residential buildings, which should still be the product of the last century, but there are not many residents inside, most of them have moved out, and these residential buildings are also waiting for the future demolition and appreciation, and no one usually lives here.

In a house on the top floor, there were faint painful ** sounds, the sound was not loud, and if you didn't listen carefully, you thought it was a cat meow.

If it weren't for a car parked downstairs in this building, no one would have thought that there were still people living here, and the only house that made a sound at this time was the most likely place where people were staying.

The house was special, all the windows were nailed with wooden planks, and there were some black fabrics mixed in it, as if no light wanted to penetrate at all, and there was a very private feeling.

In less than five minutes, the people who had gone upstairs hurried down, got in the car and left, and the cat's meow grew louder and louder, and sounded more and more miserable, but in less than a few minutes, the cat's meow disappeared, and everything was quiet again.

Lin Kewen never imagined that the daughter he was looking for with a lot of money would be hidden in such a place by Zhang Tianze, and he would definitely not find it if he sent someone to search for all possible Tibetan places in Zhang Tianze.

Because this residential building is not an industry under Zhang Tianze's name, but the place where Lin Kewen's grandfather lived at the beginning, but time has passed, and after the Lin family has developed, this residence has been discarded and never cared about again.

The night was dark, and a few dim stars tried their best to twinkle their limited light, but it added a bit of weirdness, a black car parked quietly downstairs, but no one got out.

The driver's seat window was rolled down, and a puff of gray smoke floated out of the window, and after a while on the roof of the car, a puff of smoke floated out, and the two clouds of smoke mixed together, tangled, and then disappeared on the roof together.

A pale hand reached out of the window, and between the index and middle fingers was still a half-smoked cigarette, the finger shook slightly, the cigarette butt fell, the hand retracted, and a moment later another puff of smoke drifted out of the window.

Repeating like this, a cigarette was quickly smoked, the remaining cigarette butt was clamped between the fingertips, the door opened, and a shiny leather shoe appeared outside the car, followed by a slender figure, a straight suit, and a cold face like a knife.

The man stomped out the light of the cigarette butt, his cold eyes fell on the top floor of the building in front of him, and after a moment he got up and walked in.

The regular and empty footsteps rippled rhythmically in the stairwell, but to the people who lived inside, it was like a talisman, and a curled figure trembled slightly with the footsteps.

Then there was a key shaking, the sound of the door lock being opened, the top floor of the residence was pitch black, it was impossible to see what was inside, the pale hand was the first to reach in, accurately found the switch on the wall and pressed it gently, and the lights in the whole residence were suddenly bright and a little dazzling.

The man dodged into the residence, and the security door behind him was immediately closed, making a bang, and the figure huddled in the corner was immediately frightened and screamed, covering his ears with his hands, as if he heard some extremely terrifying sound.

The air in the dwelling was not circulating, so there was a rotten stench, and the man frowned slightly, and his gaze swept around, and finally landed on a chair in the corner, and then moved it to the center of the living room.

There is no furniture in the residence, except for the littering, there is almost no trace of human life at all, plus this residence has been locked down for a long time, food and accommodation are in it and no one cleans up, the smell inside is unimaginable.

"Come out. The man's thin lips opened lightly, but the words he said were as cold as frost, cold to the heart.

The figure in the corner suddenly stopped trembling, stiff and didn't dare to move, but he was apprehensive in his heart, trembling and wanting to turn back, but he was afraid of seeing something, and he didn't know what to do.

The man had time, took out the cigarette from his pocket, lit one casually, and before he could take a puff, the figure in the corner suddenly screamed and pounced, and covered the man's mouth directly with both hands, actually trying to snatch the cigarette from his mouth.

Perhaps because she hadn't taken a bath for a long time, coupled with sweating, the woman had a strong sour smell on her body, and floated to the man's side with her movements, and the man frowned, grabbed the woman's wrists with one hand, made her turn her back to himself, and pushed her out.

The woman's figure staggered and threw herself directly on the pile of garbage opposite, and suddenly the sour smell in the air became even stronger, the man frowned, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped the place touched by the woman.

The woman may have been hurt by the fall, lying on the garbage and crying out in despair, turning over from the garbage heap with difficulty, tears leaving two clear scratches on her face.

Although the woman was extremely embarrassed at this time, the traces of Shen Li's facial features could still be seen between her eyebrows and eyes, but they were a little distorted, like kneading dough.

"What do you want from me? The woman cried, as if it was Lin Yin's voice.

And it was none other than Zhang Tianze who was sitting on the opposite chair.

"You know what you've done yourself, and these can only be regarded as punishments for you. Zhang Tianze kept wiping his right hand, but found that the remaining stains on it could not be wiped clean at all, and the handkerchief had been dyed black.

Simply Zhang Tianze frowned slightly and threw away the handkerchief.

"Even if it's punishment, there should be a head, how long have you locked me up here, I miss my mom and dad, I want to go home. Lin Yin, who was emotionally broken, cried loudly, completely lacking the noble and proud appearance of the past.

Zhang Tianze looked at the woman in front of him expressionlessly, the face that used to look like Shen Li now became as strange as dough, this face was simply an insult to Shen Li.

"You should know what I want, say it, and I'll send you home. This is Zhang Tianze's condition, a very simple sentence, but Lin Yin refused to cooperate.