The cold white light diffused in the narrow room, like a torrent of waterfall pouring down, hitting the silvery white cold wall, flooding with layers of fluorescent "mist". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the figure of a woman, under the dense accumulation of "mist", long stretch deformation and distortion, as if looking through a convex mirror.

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock...... The sound is deep and long, from far to near.

She was tired of hearing such voices this day, so she was still expressionless, staring blankly at the twisted body of herself in the steel plate, waiting for the voice to approach, and then opening the steel door.

Where is this? She didn't know that she had been here since the moment she opened her eyes. No matter how much she shouted, no one would pay attention to her, but at mealtime, the heavy steel door would be opened, and a muscular man would enter. Men would glance at her, but they wouldn't say anything to her, even if she rushed out the door in excitement or when she asked bitterly.

So who are the footsteps? The woman's sloppy gaze began to become heavy, and her dark pupils slowly stretched into a line, staring closely at the steel door, waiting for it to creak open.

Could it be the rough man? The woman's mind jumped to the time when she had just woken up three days earlier, when she had been in that one-foot room all day.

There were two tall men who came in, wearing shirts and ties, and they looked very Sven, but they didn't have any grace, and as soon as they came in, they forcibly escorted her away, and she couldn't help but say.

She was taken to a room, which was no different from the room where she had been resting, a square appearance, surrounded by steel plates, and the cold white light hit the steel plates, and the figure reflected in the steel was stretched and twisted, very mercilessly...... If anything, her mattress was gone, replaced by a table and two chairs.

Everything you can look at is the color of metal, and the tables and chairs are no exception, which look heavy and cold in the direct light of the incandescent lamp. Perhaps, everything here is made of metal, including all the people inside, heavy and cold.

The woman was pressed to the seat, and then the handcuffs and leg cuffs on the chair cuffed her, and the only thing that could move was the part above the neck.

"I want to see your boss." The woman spoke, the first thing she said when she came to this room.

The man who tied her nodded to the man in front of her, turned and walked out, closing the heavy steel door. The man who stayed behind did not answer the woman's question, his eyes were retracted from the closed steel door, and fell on the woman faintly, and then he circled around her, and said harmlessly: "Anyway, where is Feng Jing?" ”

"Are you coercing a confession?" The woman's gaze stared up in a daze, and she said, "I want to see your boss." ”

"This is not a police station, and we don't need a confession...... Anyway, don't waste everyone's time. The man stared at her with a blank expression.

As a result, everyone's time was wasted, and the woman didn't say anything, even if the man shocked her and slapped her. Two hours later, the woman was red and swollen, slumped weakly in her seat, and two tall men dragged him back to the room. Room? Perhaps more accurately, a prison cell.

Thinking of what happened three days ago, the woman couldn't help but get goosebumps, and her sloppy gaze began to gather, falling on the heavy steel door, what was next? She was scared and expectant.

Suddenly, the footsteps outside the door disappeared, and the woman's heart suddenly locked, as if someone was strangling her neck and she couldn't breathe. But after a while, the heavy footsteps sounded again, and finally stopped outside the door, but the door was not opened for a long time.

"Who?" The woman couldn't help but stand up and blurted out who she was, as if she was the owner of the house, and could open the door at any time to greet her.

The man outside the door was still silent, almost making the woman think that he had left, or that she was hallucinating, and the door lock was unlocked with a click.

Squeak-

The steel door opened, revealing first the muscular body of a man, then the handsome, steady face.

"Chen Danyu." The man's eyes drooped slightly, as if he was not looking at the woman, and like a child who had done something wrong, admitting his mistake.

"Liu Hu?" The woman's eyes widened, her beautiful cheeks twitched, and she looked incredulous.

Yes, the woman is Zhu Qing's wife Chen Danyu, and the man is Liu Hu, who led people to arrest her.

"Hmm." Liu Hu admitted, nodded slightly, walked in, and closed the steel door.

Smack-

A slap sounded on Liu Hu's cheek, but he didn't have any resistance, letting Chen Danyu in front of him roll his eyes, and even he was ready to make another slap.

"I'm sorry......" Liu Hu glanced at him and lowered his head.

When Liu Hu admitted that he was Liu Hu, Chen Danyu understood where he was, this was not a police station, but a military camp, perhaps more precisely, this was a secret base, and it was impossible for Zhu Qing and Feng Jing to find a place.

But how did she get into the hands of the military? This is a question that she cannot answer because she reported the case to the police station and asked the police for protection. She was a selfish woman who only thought about the safety of herself and her daughter, and betrayed Feng Jing.

"Hehe......" Chen Danyu sneered, stepped back step by step, and finally sat on the edge of the bed, muttering in his mouth, "Who can blame this, just do it yourself." "What happened three days ago was like a flood in my mind, and I couldn't help but feel fear on my face.

Liu Hu didn't speak, turned around and glanced at the steel door, took a deep breath, walked to the wall, leaned against the wall, and looked at her with a faint gaze. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know where to start, his face was embarrassed, and he didn't want to hurt her again.

She didn't cry, she was as strong as she had been three days ago, but her eyes were dilated and unfocused, as if the whole world was blurred.

"What about my daughter, what have you done to her?" After Chen Danyu calmed down for a while, she asked about Zhu Qingqing's whereabouts, and her face was very calm, as if she was not worried about her daughter's safety at all.

She had nothing to worry about, standing in front of her was her ex-boyfriend, who she knew all too well.

"I'm sorry...... Liu Hu stopped talking, paused for a while, and finally looked at her and said, "You better go and see her...... She's dying......"

"What did you say?" Chen Danyu was as if he had been struck by lightning, his body was stiff, without any expression, and his eyes stared at Liu Hu in a daze.

"I'm sorry......" Liu Hu finally left the wall and walked slowly towards her, trying to comfort her.

In Chen Danyu's consciousness, the long-lost feeling resurfaced - his every word and action was a signal. At this point, these signals converged and came to a conclusion that her daughter was dying.

"You bastard......"

The snapping sound sounded on Liu Hu's cheeks, and he didn't mean to stop her, letting her slap himself and beat his chest, as if enjoying a woman's coquettishness.

She gave up her nervousness, cried, wept silently, and finally got tired and rested her head on his chest.

He blinked his sore eyes, reached over and hugged her tightly into his arms, like a frightened little white rabbit, staring at the cold ceiling in a daze.