The voice of urgency did not allow me to hesitate, and the voice continued: "Get out of the way!" ”

I cowered into the corner and heard the iron plate below clatter and open.

"Who is it?" I leaned on the floor and looked down, and there was a ladder underneath.

I climbed down the ladder and there was no one around.

Who opened it? It was a man, but certainly not one of the four drivers.

Suddenly, a lump of paper was thrown on top of me, and I looked in the direction from which the paper ball was thrown, and a man in a black jacket was walking upstairs.

He walked so fast that his figure quickly disappeared from my sight.

I picked up the paper ball and opened it, the handwriting was delicate and elegant, and it read: Listen to Zhang Xin, you will know everything.

I put the note away, folded it up and put it in my pocket, I couldn't linger here any longer, I didn't know when the boys would show up.

I managed to escape with the help of someone, but I didn't want to be caught by those people again.

I thought about it and decided to re-lock the iron door, but although the lock fell to the ground, when I used it to lock the iron door, the lock was broken, probably broken by the man who saved me.

Since the lock was broken, I simply hung it on the iron door like that, and when I looked down, it looked good, and I left here.

This is a separate attic, on the sixth floor, and the top floor is the top floor.

I didn't dare to linger any longer, nor did I dare to go down the stairs directly, just as I was struggling, suddenly, the figure of the man in the black jacket flashed in my memory, yes, going upstairs, it is always right, since he saved me, he will not hurt me, even if he can't escape with him, it is good to have a companion.

So I went up to the top floor in three steps and two steps, just in time to see his figure climbing down a patio.

I didn't shout, he must have known I was following, or he would have been gone with the speed at which he had walked.

I ran over and climbed to the next floor on the rusty iron rod, he was nowhere to be seen, he was deliberately avoiding me, I looked around, and found nothing.

This was the other side of the building, and I shouldn't have met the boys when I went down from this side, so I was relieved and strode downstairs.

It was only when I left the building that I cautiously looked in both directions, and there was nothing unusual, so I walked briskly to the opposite road from the print shop.

Because my hands were full of blood, and my clothes were stained a lot, walking on the road was like being looked at as a monster by others, and passers-by hid far away when they saw me.

Turning into a small alley, I saw a clinic sign from a distance, and after entering the disinfection, it would be fine to apply some medicine and tie gauze.

It was certainly not safe to go back to the print shop, and the gang must have found out that I had escaped and were looking for me, so I really didn't know where to go, so I simply stayed in the clinic and chatted with the doctor.

After a pleasantry, when I mentioned my amnesia, although it was a small clinic and could not be equipped to do a comprehensive examination for me, the doctor was very kind to separate my hair and take a closer look at my head.

"You've forgotten everything from the past?" The doctor asked.

When I thought about it, I felt a headache and brain fever and nodded.

"You have a wound on your head that doesn't look very serious, it's almost all healed, it just looks like a surgical incision."

I nodded, and I could visibly feel my lips dry, and I couldn't help but tear off the skin that had lifted a corner.

The doctor noticed me and poured me a glass of water: "You haven't drunk water for a long time, or you are deficient in vitamins." ”

I drank all the water in one go, my brain was much more flexible, and I remembered some of my confusion, and I put the right side of my face close to the doctor and asked, "By the way, can you help me see if I have a scar here?" ”

The doctor pulled my cheek and looked at it carefully: "According to my experience, you don't have obvious scars here, but even if you have scars, they can be diluted or even eliminated by surgery or medicine." ”

In this way, the scar alone is not a strong proof that the person in the photo is not me.

I touched the right side of my face thoughtfully, and felt an inexplicable sense of frustration in my heart.

Suddenly, a terrible thought appeared in my mind, I escaped, but what about Zhang Xin? What if she, a woman, was threatened by the boys?

I didn't dare to think about it anymore and hurried towards the print shop.

While running, he prayed that Zhang Xin was safe.

When I got to the door of the print shop, the door was still closed, and there was no sign of anyone coming, and I looked at the building directly opposite, the mottled walls looked dilapidated.

Will Zhang Xin be caught by them? How could I have escaped by myself and forgotten that their main target was Zhang Xin?

Just as I was about to go up to the opposite building to look for Zhang Xin, I saw the driver of the window on the sixth floor stick his head out to look at me, and then the other three people also appeared on the window for a second, and then disappeared into the curtain that was pulled up.

Zhang Xin, you must not have anything to do! I'll come up and save you!

I found half of the rebar on the first floor, cheered myself up, and went upstairs.

Although I don't know if my trip is a blessing or a curse, but for Zhang Xin, I can't see death without help, and when I stepped on the sixth floor, my heart was about to rise to my throat.

The building was empty, and I remembered that the room facing the stairs was where I had been trapped, and I walked into the empty room with my back to the stairs and saw the boys facing me and waiting for me to pass.

"What about Zhang Xin? Was Zhang Xin arrested by you? ”

"Yo, I also brought a weapon up, I'll see, it's still a wire, haha!" After the cicada finished speaking, the other three burst into laughter.

I glanced around, there was no trace of Zhang Xin, approached the foursome and said angrily: "Where is Zhang Xin? ”

"In this way, it is not Zhang Xin who saves you, but another person. Let me tell you this, you have lost your memory, you have no use for us, and if you have escaped, why should you come back? The driver asked as he smoked.

"Where's Zhang Xin?" I continued.

The driver laughed a few times, stood up and said, "Zhang Xin has never appeared, we want to know where she is more than you, looking at your posture, are you going to settle accounts with us?" ”

As he spoke, the driver grabbed my right hand holding the steel bar with lightning speed: "It seems that it will take a lot of trouble for you to get out." ”

"It doesn't matter, what about Zhang Xin?" I tried to struggle to break free from him.

Originally, my hands were injured, and I couldn't use much strength, but the driver deliberately slowly increased his strength, and I felt that the pain was unbearable, and I felt that the bones in my hands seemed to make a sound.

"Zhang Xin has appeared!" Said the cicada, who was sitting on the edge of the window.

The driver listened, pulled the rebar from my hand with one hand, grabbed my throat with the other, and pushed me past to the window.

Through the window, I saw Zhang Xin and a strange man standing in front of the print shop.

"Wasp, you go down and call Zhang Xin up." The driver commanded.

"You want me to go down again, hey, okay." Cicada looked reluctant.

"Wait, it's hard to run, just call her here." One of the chubby men said.

Just as he was about to shout, I mocked, "Are you a fat mantis or a fat sparrow?" ”

I thought he would be very angry and turn around and beat me, but I didn't expect him to just answer me lightly with a "praying mantis" and then shout: "Zhang Xin! ”

Zhang Xin, who was standing in front of the print shop, and the strange man looked back at us, and then walked over to me.

Who is that strange man?

"Who is that person? A helper invited by Zhang Xin? Cicada asked.

Apparently they have the same doubts as me, and no one cares about the cicada.