Wang Shiqi had an attack on the way to escort the hostages. There are hardly any cars to be seen on the highway at night, and occasionally a row of slow-moving large goods passes, like a herd of migrating elephants passing by during the rainy season. Xu Ye half-closed his eyes, and followed the old song on the radio with a beat: "My home is here, inside the Second Ring Road, the people here have, so much time, they are talking about who's three long and two short, they are watching you take out what brand of cigarette ......" Wang Shiqi relaxed his nerves in the dim street lights, before leaving, he had already sent a text message to Zheng Yuan to inform him of the hostage's situation to make him feel at ease, and was thinking about how to write a report next, when his heart suddenly jumped, The steering wheel swirls in the palm of your hand as if you have rubbed oil. "it!" Xu Ye was so shocked that he tightened Qi Kexiu's arm: "What about you painting dragons in the middle of the night!" ”

"It's dangling by the headlights on the other side, it's okay, it's okay." Wang Shiqi stabilized the morale of the army and the speed of the car at the same time, and at the same time, a strong panic welled up in his heart. Did Zheng Yuan reply to him? No? This is not scientific, and his hunch has always been accurate, especially for those close to him.

He felt that something was going to happen to Zheng Yuan.

After entering the city, Wang Shiqi threw the car to Xu Ye and Qi Kexiu, found a reason to take a taxi and went home first. Sure enough, there was no one at home, drinking glasses, glasses, slippers, everything stayed in the same position as the last time I went out. He clenched his phone tightly in the black light, and didn't dare to make a call—the last time he called like this, he heard a completely unfamiliar voice, which was the signal that Zheng Yuan and Xiao Ye had been killed.

But he couldn't help but make this call.

Toot-toot-toot-toot- It's over, he thought. He tried his best to hold back and wanted to leave a little space for the other party, but now it is impossible not to use extraordinary means.

Wang Shiqi looked at the positioning information sent by Zheng Yuan, and secretly prayed that the other party just went out to make an appointment with the woman.

***

The location of the last update was quite familiar, and as the building showed its outline at the end of the road, Wang Shiqi couldn't help but curse his mother in his heart.

Lao Zheng really couldn't hold back, and still found Gu Tianqing's residence.

The phone still couldn't get through, and Wang Shiqi was so panicked that he was about to take his heart in his mouth. He walked up the stairs with his long legs and a 100-meter sprint, the wooden door was hidden and the seal had been opened. He stepped forward into the darkness, leaned against the wall, and took a folding stool in his hand. The rudimentary weapon gave him a sense of security, and he tried to shout: "Lao Zheng? There was no response, and the surroundings were as if they had fallen into a vacuum.

After searching around, there were no living people in the house, and there were no corpses.

But no, Zheng Yuan is here, he is sure.

Wang Shiqi was in a hurry, is this a ghost? Or has this kid learned to be invisible? He opened his throat and shouted: "Lao Zheng! Zheng Yuan! Where are you? Hurry up and get out of here! I don't have time to play hide and seek with you! ”

After a few snorts, the neighbor protested first: "Nervous, I haven't seen what time it is, and the ghost is roaring here!" ”

Wang Shiqi also choked back with a stiff neck: "The police are handling the case!" Shut up! ”

"Hey, I'm amazing with the police! I'm going to teach you a lesson today......" The posture next door was about to rush over and fight, and the iron chains shook loudly, but unfortunately the thunder was heavy and the rain was small, and there was no one in sight for a long time, Wang Shiqi was just about to make fun of it, and suddenly remembered that this row was all wooden doors, where did the iron chain lock come from?

He listened closely, and the voice was not from the next door, but from behind him.

Turning his gaze to the old wooden wardrobe, only shadowy silhouettes could be seen in the darkness, silently closed, like an ominous coffin.

"Lao Zheng!" He threw himself up and pulled open the cabinet door, and it was empty, except for a painting, and the barren mountains were empty, which made him wonder if he had just hallucinated - no, no, the sound was still in his ears, bell, bell, bell, bell.

Something in my memory closed this rhythm, bell, that was the sound of Lao Zheng knocking on his window. For a while, Zheng Yuan was forbidden to come to their house, because Zhou Quanyou's mother brought her son who was beaten into a pig's head to settle accounts after the autumn. "Look at the good things your son has done!" The woman pushed Zhou Quanyou forward with a dark face, and Wang Shiqi was afraid of the upcoming man's singles, and at the same time was surprised to see the fear in the other party's eyes.

Zhou Quanyou was actually afraid of him. Wow, it's worth it even if you get beaten.

At that time, Zheng Yuan was holding a bowl of rice, watching Wang Haiyang lift his son to the ground, the wooden ruler had just picked up, and before he had time to howl, he put down the bowl, knelt in front of him with a plop, and said word by word: "Uncle, you beat me, I asked Xiaoqi to do it." ”

Wang Haiyang's ring ruler was raised several times, but he couldn't hit it in the end, and since then, there have been no Zheng Yuan's chopsticks on the table at home.

But this can't help them, turning his head, Zheng Yuan has crossed the code with himself at school, one long and two short, repeating twice, opening the door for him, repeating three times, going out with him.

Bell, bell. Bell, bell.

Wang Shiqi wanted to move the cabinet, but his heart was in turmoil at the moment, and his hands and feet slipped because of trembling and sweating. The sound of the chains was intermittent, and it had gradually lost its voice, which made Wang Shiqi panic even more and more—he could feel the weakness, like a wisp of smoke leaving the extinguished candle flame.

"Damn, no matter!" Wang Shiqi took a sip, gritted his teeth and slammed his head directly into the cabinet board with the painting, and with a click, the wooden board was broken. Second, third...... The fourth time he hit it, he suddenly felt light, and then he fell heavily on a pile of wood chips - and sure enough, there was a small door in the back! He didn't care about the severe pain in his body, and hurriedly got up in the darkness. "Lao Zheng? Lao Zheng! He shouted blankly, hearing faint breathing in his ears, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and saw the shadow on the ground by a little light on the screen - it was Lao Zheng!

Wang Shiqi hurriedly went over and helped the person into his arms, and the large cold sweat and the violently undulating chest within reach made his scalp tighten.

Zheng Yuan's hyperpnea was committed.

It is the root of the disease that was abducted and buried alive last time, and when you are too nervous and afraid, you will hyperventilate and cause hypocapnia. His throat was filled with the whistling sound of air currents running through him, and there was no way to speak, only the remaining little consciousness that supported him to strike the ground with an iron chain to give a signal. When Wang Shiqi rushed in, he almost used up the last bit of strength, and almost at the same time as he was touched by his fingers, he fainted as soon as his shoulders loosened.

It's no wonder he's afraid. Wang Shiqi looked around, it was dark and closed, like a box he had been buried alive.

Without further ado, you have to get the person out immediately for first aid, Wang Shiqi just carried the person up, and suddenly felt a strange force dragging Zheng Yuan to slide violently, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost thrown the person to the ground. He hurriedly turned his head to check, one end of the thumb-thick chain was buried in the wall, and the other end was fastened to Zheng Yuan's left ankle with a three-ring lock. He cursed secretly, and the murderous heart was all over - the bastard who did this had better not fall into his hands.

Zheng Yuan is already unconscious, and if he drags it on, he may lack oxygen in his brain. But the chain was stuck tightly, and no matter how he dragged it, he couldn't move at all. Wang Shiqi touched the lock on the ankle, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and suddenly stood up and took out a gun.

- Brother, don't blame me if this black light is blind.

He thought silently in his mind, and instinctively pulled the trigger.

***

When Zheng Yuan woke up, he felt a long-lost lightness.

Weakness is of course, he has been in and out of the hospital for more than half a year, he has become accustomed to this weakness, but in addition to weakness, he rarely feels comfortable, because of severe insomnia tossing and turning for months, and suddenly fell asleep.

It was the nightmare, the nightmare that had been haunting him, gone.

He didn't tell anyone, including Wang Shiqi. Although he had been rescued a long time ago, every night, as soon as he closed his eyes, the darkness would take him down, from the comfortable mattress, the solid floor of the sixteenth-floor apartment, the bright and safe world, into the coffin-like box, howling and weeping with dignity, his nails digging through the rough wood. For a long time, only an overdose of sleeping pills could bring an hour or two of chaotic sleep, and he thought he would never get better again.

But now he even has the illusion of stepping out of hell with one foot.

The windows were not closed, the crisp fresh air was sent in with the wind, and the large sycamore leaves were blown up, raising a golden light. He stared at the undulating waves in a bit of a trance, until Wang Shiqi pushed the door in.

"Awake?" He sat on the edge of the bed with his legs wide open, and stuffed a thermos bucket into Zheng Yuan's hand: "I found a store for someone to stew some chicken soup, you drink it while it's hot." ”

Zheng Yuan stared at the thing in his hand a little embarrassed - it was said that it was a bucket, but in fact, it was almost a basin. He didn't dare to look up: "Thank you." ”

"Thank you for buying you food, or thank you for saving you." Wang Shiqi didn't sound angry, but just urged him to drink soup. When I opened the lid, I saw that the chicken was full of piled up, poking out the golden chicken fat. He tugged at the corners of his mouth: "You want to kill me?" ”

"It's okay if you can't finish eating. That, I don't like it, I'll buy something else. Wang Shiqi wanted to move the bucket back, but Zheng Yuan held him down: "You haven't eaten yet, let's go together." ”

The two of them looked at each other and drank the chicken soup without saying a word. Wang Shiqi was full of words and wanted to ask, but he didn't know which sentence to say first. Zheng Yuan saw his thoughts, blew the hot air, and suddenly opened his mouth.

"Don't you ask who made me like this?"

"Do you need to ask this? Don't admit yourself. Wang Shiqi threw the newspaper on the bedside table to him, which was the reprinted headline: "Major Serial Murder and Kidnapping Case Murder House Explores the Hidden Mystery of the Confined Space", signed by Wang Hao.

"This bastard has earned more than 100,000 yuan from this exclusive."

Zheng Yuan had a headache: "You didn't hit him, did you?" ”

"As for me." Wang Shiqi pouted: "Trespassing and destroying the scene is enough to detain for ten days and half a month." ”

"Aren't I the same?"

"You know that, too. For this reason, it is not convenient for me to arrest him. Wang Shiqi looked unhappy: "So you hurry up and get me better, cooperate with the investigation, and make up for it." ”

"I'm fine, actually, it seems to be better than before." Zheng Yuan touched the corner of his forehead: "I don't know why, I was tossed like this, and I slept well." ”

"Really?" Wang Shiqi was overjoyed, thinking that something was wrong, and put on a fierce face: "Don't be busy and happy." Do you know how big the basket was this time? ”

"............" Zheng Yuan's eyes fell on Wang Shiqi's right arm, the weather was getting hot at noon, he only wore a close-fitting short sleeve, and the wrapped bandage showed a little from under his big arm. He lowered his head: "I'm sorry. ”

"If you really feel sorry for me, tell me the truth." Wang Shiqi flicked a chestnut chisel above his head: "What do you want to do?" ”

"I'm afraid that something will happen to the hostages......"

"Are you stupid! You're not a policeman, and if something happens, you can't even be rated as a martyr. Wang Shiqi said angrily: "Do you know that you are looking for death." ”

Zheng Yuan raised his eyes to look at him: "However, if someone is really locked inside, at least I will save him first." ”

Wang Shiqi read from his eyes what the other party didn't say - not everyone has a police friend like him.

He had no choice but to clear his throat and change the subject: "Don't worry, the hostages are fine." ”

Zheng Yuan's eyes lit up: "Hubin found?" ”

"Well, I'm lying in this hospital, my colleague is watching, and I guess I haven't woken up yet." He tilted his neck and dried the last bit of soup: "But don't be too happy." ”

"Why?"

"Because, he is now the number one suspect in the murder of Gu Tianqing."