Qin Yitian quickly pressed the answer button and asked in a deep voice, "Did you find it?" His voice was visibly shaky, and his trembling heart hung in his throat, for fear of hearing bad news.

"Young master, I found it." Jia Luo suddenly paused for a moment, and then spoke slowly: "But Miss Su doesn't let people approach. ”

"I'll be there shortly." When the words fell, the man's lips overflowed with a faint bloodshot, which was the result of his hard bite on his inner lip.

He could guess what might have happened from Galo's cautious tone, and he didn't dare to continue thinking about how he would explain to her if something really happened to her.

She shouldn't have been left here after all.

When Qin Yitian finally stepped into the hotel and came to the floor where they were, there were people from "Paint Night" standing on both sides of the entire corridor, and the sound of "Young Master" came into his ears, but he turned a deaf ear, and the possible pictures kept flashing in his mind, and he kept praying that nothing really happened.

As the distance got closer and closer, Qin Yitian's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and when he reached the door, he didn't dare to step in.

"Young master?" Garo called softly.

The man took a deep breath and took a step forward.

It was an ordinary guest room, and the yellow floor lamp in the corner was emitting light, giving the room a strange and ambiguous atmosphere, and everything in the space was messy, making Qin Yitian's heart begin to throb.

In addition to the lamp, chair, pillow, pen and paper...... There were also torn fabrics, and bits of undried blood.

He didn't dare to think about what had just happened here.

Everything was shattered on the floor, even the white pillow was stained with blood.

Qin Yitian looked away, patrolled the sound of the water, and slowly stepped out, his handmade leather shoes stepped heavily on the wooden floor, but there was no sound, for fear of frightening the woman who was already covered in bruises somewhere in the room.

Until standing in front of the bathroom door, Qin Yitian's heart was already so painful that he forgot to breathe.

The white light inside the door shone brightly, and the sound of "whooshing" water penetrated into the eardrums.

He raised his trembling hand, gently pushed the door, and walked in slowly.

The bathtub was empty, and cold water dripped down from the shower at the top, making a harsh sound when it fell into the tub.

In the small room, the smoke from the cold water made Qin Yitian feel a little cold, and in addition to the sound of water in his ears, the sound of breathing that was getting clearer and clearer gradually penetrated into his nerves.

The action of pushing the door suddenly stopped, Qin Yitian turned around suddenly, and the trembling figure behind the door made him stunned.

The long flowing hair was wet and stuck to the head, and the bangs and scattered fragments dripped water, jumping over the low-hanging face and landing on the close-fitting shirt, which was instantly absorbed.

The clothes without half of the lace sleeves clinged to the delicate body, and the underwear inside was almost transparently printed.

The long, fair-skinned legs are curled and unclothed. Thin blood stains mixed with cold water snaked down the outer thighs and dripped on the floor.

The woman squatted behind the door, trembling all over, but her trembling palms held a fountain pen very tightly. She kept her head down, hunched over herself, her eyes fixed on the tip of her pen, as if that were her only hope.

Qin Yitian opened his eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly moved forward to get closer.

"Fuck off! Don't come here! The woman suddenly raised her head, holding the steel pen in both hands and facing straight in the direction of Qin Yitian, her eyes were fierce in addition to fear, her chest rose and fell violently, and her breathing was disordered.

It wasn't until this moment that Qin Yi could see her expression clearly, and the tears that kept pouring out of her eyelids flowed wantonly, and there was no crying; The messy hair was posted on his face, and the embarrassment made the tip of his nose suddenly feel sour.

"Tiny, it's me." The man's voice was hoarse and trembling, and he spoke carefully.

"Don't come, I beg you not to come...... Will you let me go......" The roar turned into a pleading, the volume getting lower and lower, getting lower and lower, but the bloodshot eyes never left half an inch, for fear that if you are not careful, you will be taken advantage of.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm Brother Qin, I'm here to pick you up." Qin Yitian endured the astringency, took a step back and squatted, "It's okay, it's all over, give me the pen, okay?" As he spoke, he slowly reached forward.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at his face and was slightly stunned, just when Qin Yitian thought she recognized it, she suddenly got up, her eyes flashed with firmness, she shrank back to the corner of the inner wall, and then, her elbow quickly bent the tip of the pen against the carotid artery, panting and roaring: "If you come over again, I will die in front of you." ”

When she got up, Qin Yitian's gaze fell on her thigh, where there were two long scratches, and blood kept oozing out.

Why self-harm?

Faced with her trance resistance, Qin Yitian's heart was mixed with anger, self-blame and pity. He slowly got up, folding his eyebrows and quietly meeting her.

Rewind the clock an hour ago

The car carrying Su Xiaoxiao drove in the direction of the northern suburbs, seeing that there was no possibility of escape, Su Xiaoxiao was angry but no longer resisted.

Chen Xiao's original intentions were good, and it was obvious that he wouldn't really hurt himself, so Su Xiaoxiao wasn't particularly worried, just thinking about waiting for a chance to escape when she got to the northern suburbs, anyway, escaping would never be difficult for her.

However, when the car drove through the second street intersection, it suddenly lost control, and the two bodyguards instantly became vigilant, and the driver was obviously also a little experienced, and after a moment of panic, he immediately stabilized the direction, and finally stopped the car on the side of the road.

The bodyguard sitting next to Su Xiaoxiao turned around and said to her, "Don't come out", and then got out of the car with another person.

Gunshots and fights were soon heard outside, and soon after, the car door was slammed open, and a man in black appeared in front of him. The man's outfit made Su Xiaoxiao intuitively think that Qin Yitian had come to save her, and she was about to speak, but she was rudely dragged out of the car.

Before she could recover from her condition, she was hit the neck and her consciousness disappeared.

When Su Xiaoxiao opened her eyes again, the unfamiliar environment made her heart sink to the bottom, she quickly sat up from the bed, and a sore feeling came from her neck.

Looking around, Su Xiaoxiao found herself in a standard guest room, and there was no one else in the room.

She endured the discomfort in her neck and turned over to the ground, the biting cold wind made her shiver, and Su Xiaoxiao saw that the original clothes on her body had been taken off and replaced with a lace shirt that only reached the root of her legs.

Everything made her feel more and more frightened, because there was no other clothing to cover in the house, Su Xiaoxiao had to pull the thick quilt and wrap it around her body to block the spring light, and then quickly ran to the door to escape.

Before his hand touched the door lock, the door suddenly "dropped" and opened.

Her already frightened heart began to beat wildly at this time, she stepped back step by step, the door opened little by little, and a tall and thin middle-aged man slowly came into sight.

"Oh, what a big beauty." The man stared at Su Xiaoxiao with a wicked smile, and then closed the door with a "bang".

"Who are you?" Su Xiaoxiao was still retreating, and her body wrapped in the quilt began to tremble.

"Beauty, you don't care who I am, you just need to think about how to serve me." As he spoke, the man took off his trench coat and threw it aside, folding his sleeves and slowly approaching.