There were no subtitles on the screen, and I could see Lu Fangding in a dark hut with his hands tied and his back against the wall.

Lu Fangding was kidnapped!?

When I saw this scene, the first thought in my mind was that Lu Fangding was tied up. If it was put in the past, even if others said that Lu Fangding was tied up, I wouldn't believe it, because Lu Fangding's city government and skills were all there, and the person who could tie him up was probably still in his mother's belly.

But now, Lu Fangding is sick like that, and it is estimated that the people who want to harm him will take advantage of this opportunity to make a move.

I thought so in my heart, but as I got closer, I suddenly felt like it wasn't the case.

Lu Fangding's hand was thrown out from behind his body at once, and I could see that his eyes were wide open, his teeth seemed to be clenched tightly, and his body was pushed forward, and he hit the wall behind him heavily.

He is a person who has practiced kung fu, and even at this age, in this state, his strength is still surprisingly great, and I can even feel the wall thumping against him.

What's he doing?

I was dazed and confused.

Lu Fangding seemed to be a little unable to control his emotions, and as if he was crazy, he kept hitting the wall with his back. After twenty or thirty hits back and forth, his strength seemed to be exhausted, and he sat down against the wall.

At this moment, Lu Fangding seemed to be aging beyond measure, as if he was about to die, and his head was hanging weakly.

But only three or four minutes later, Lu Fang shook his head violently, and the whole person stood up like a clockwork full of energy.

His body seemed to spasm, his arms twisted and turned behind his back, his teeth clenched tighter, and he slammed against the wall again.

It wasn't until this time that I suddenly understood that Lu Fangding should be fighting against an unbearable pain. The pain was indescribable, and he had to use it in this way to make himself a little easier.

Bang bang bang......

He slammed into the wall again, and the hut was about to collapse.

After another twenty or thirty hits, Lu Fangding sat heavily on the ground as if he had collapsed, panting heavily, and his chest was also rising and falling violently.

However, just a few minutes later, Lu Fangding seemed to be unable to bear the severe pain, and he could only passively bump back and forth in the room.

The picture is shot from this angle, from the beginning of the broadcast to the end, about an hour. In this hour, Lu Fangding hit the wall like crazy, rested for a few minutes, and then continued to crash.

The picture is finally fixed on Lu Fangding's face, from the end of the Spring Festival to the present, the time is actually not very long, but he seems to be ten years older, and the wrinkles on his face are thousands of furrows and covered with sweat.

I don't know when or where this picture was taken, and I don't know what the significance of Lu Fangding showing me this is.

But thinking about it, I feel a little chilling. Because I can guess that if he alleviates his pain in this way, then his suffering may not be for a while, but continuous and uninterrupted.

A person who is tormented by pain like this every day will live a very tired and uncomfortable life.

My mind is messed up, and I really can't figure out what this disc, or this side of Lu Fangding, is exposed under my nose, what it means?

I sat alone for half an hour, and I couldn't figure out what that meant. I smoked slowly and watched the disc again. After reading it this time, I can be sure that there is no other implicit information in this picture, it simply presents Lu Fangding's abnormal state.

He is already so old, how long can he live under such torture?

At this time, Yuan Sihai knocked on the door and asked me if I wanted to eat, and my spirit was completely attracted by that scene, and I didn't have any appetite.

"Lao Yuan." I stopped Yuan Sihai and asked, "I'm in a bit of a hurry, you really can't contact the top master now?" ”

"I really can't get in touch." Yuan Sihai looked a little helpless: "I've been with the top master for so many years, there is no news from him, and I am also anxious to die, but there is no way." ”

"Okay, forget if you can't get in touch, I'm a little bored, go out and go around."

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"No, I'll just walk around, don't follow me."

I drove out of the factory by myself, but as soon as I went out, I didn't know where to go. called Zhang Momo, she happened to go to the provincial capital to find her brother to do something, Lao Wang followed a group of people to Changzhi to go fishing, Ning Xiaomei went to the cinema to watch a movie, and the three of them were not available.

The three of them are not available, and I have no one to look for. It wasn't until this time that I realized that my social circle had basically dried up for a long time.

I wandered around the city bored, from afternoon to evening. It's really boring, I parked the car on the side of the road, planning to smoke a cigarette and go back, at least I can talk to Yuan Sihai when I go back.

Before I finished smoking a cigarette, the phone buzzed, I thought it was the original Sihai calling, but when I looked at the number, it was a raw number.

I answered the phone, but no one spoke on the other side of the phone, I fed twice, still no response, and just as I was about to hang up, the other party finally spoke.

"Is there something you'd like to see?"

Hearing this, my head seemed to buzz with it, and an indescribable feeling surged in my heart.

The sound wasn't very familiar, but it made a deep impression on my mind.

This is the voice of the mentally ill man, I have been to see him twice with Zhang Momo, and he barely speaks, but before I went to the old road of the Huyang River, the mentally ill man told me that if I saw a strange team, I would follow him no matter what.

Because he had said it almost only once, it made a deep impression on me, and I felt that I could not be mistaken, it must have been the voice of the mentally ill man.

He escaped from Zhao Sanyuan?

What's more important is whether his spirit has returned to normal, or at least partially recovered. Because I don't believe that a completely deranged mentally ill person can escape from a place so heavily guarded, and still be able to find a phone and know my phone number.

Swindle? Snare?

Countless conjectures flashed through my mind in an instant, but whether it was a trap or not, I had to deal with it.

"What's that?"

"Interesting...... Stuff ......"

"Where are you? If I want to see this thing, how do you give it to me? ”

"An hour later...... Your home...... ...... downstairs"

"Do you know where my home is?"

Before I finished my sentence, the other party had already hung up the phone.

An hour later, downstairs in my house?

I paused for a moment and immediately called Yuan Sihai and asked him to bring some people to my house. Yuan Sihai received the address I gave, and he didn't ask what he was going to do with him, and then he went to prepare.

My butt was numb in the car, but my brain was empty, and I really didn't know what was going on with that mentally ill person. He may have really escaped, but it is also likely that he made the call under the coercion of Zhao Sanyuan. Anyway, if you are prepared for both, you won't lose.

I waited anxiously, and after more than ten minutes, Yuan Sihai told me that he had brought seven or eight people from his side and had gone to my house. I counted the time and distance of their departure, and when I felt that they were almost there, I started the car and drove in the direction of home.

I haven't been home for a long time, and I'm used to the life of wandering around, especially when I'm alone, and my impression of home seems to be getting more and more blurred. If I hadn't just answered the phone, I would have forgotten that I still have a home in Huayang.

When I arrived near home, I didn't get out of the car, but contacted Yuan Sihai by phone and asked him to take someone downstairs to wait first. When everything was arranged, I drove downstairs.

At this time, there were still five minutes left before the agreed time with the mentally ill person.

I lit another cigarette, feeling a little nervous, and couldn't help but look around. It was dark all around, but I knew that Yuan Sihai was guarding with people, so he didn't need to be so afraid.

A cigarette slowly lit up, and I looked at my watch, and the time was just right. I was about to pull the door open and get out of the car when someone gently handed me something wrapped in newspaper from outside the window.

I was startled, looked up, and saw a man wearing a mask.

The other party was wearing a mask and only showed a pair of eyes, but with these eyes, I could tell that this must be a mentally ill person.

At this moment, I was lost. For I could see that in his eyes was a thick and indissolvable dullness, like all mentally ill patients, his eyes were unclear and confused.

The eyes are connected to the mind, and the eyes are so confused, is it possible to be conscious? But this mentally ill person knew what he was doing, knew that I was sitting in the car, and knew that he was wearing a mask.

"This thing...... It's funny...... You can take it and see it......"

I took what the mentally ill handed me and was about to speak, but he turned around and left. I quickly opened the car door and called out to him.

This voice shouted, and the people who were lying in ambush around slowly gathered around. The mentally ill man paused visibly, turned his head and said, "That's it...... It's not good for anyone......"

With that, he continued to walk into the distance. I had been trying to find out where he was, but when he actually appeared in front of me, I suddenly felt a faint fear in my heart.

I think that if I really insist on keeping up now, then there may be a situation that I can't control, just like the mentally ill said, it is not good for anyone.

"Do you want to keep up with him?" Yuan Sihai asked in a whisper behind him.

"Or ...... Forget it. I hesitated, but in the end I didn't dare to let Yuan Sihai follow.

I don't know what it was when I opened the layer of newspaper that was wrapped on the outside, and there were two thin sheets of plastic foam inside.

On the plastic foam, there are little and little dark red blood stains, and there is a very clear bloody fingerprint.