Thinking of Fu Tingyuan and Yan Ruyu's feelings for Luo Nanchu, Yan Qingfeng had to think - is this God's revenge on them?

However, no matter what, Luo Nanchu is innocent, and she should not be hurt like this.

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Yan Qingfeng walked out of the study, and the room was calm again.

Outside the window, it was getting overcast, and it was already afternoon.

It has been four hours since Luo Nanchu was taken away by Bai Xuesheng.

In four hours, Bai Xuesheng set off from downtown London, crossed the city, and drove along the highway to the mountains and forests of the suburbs of London.

The mountain forest covers a large area, and the jungle makes up for it, making it a good hiding place indeed.

However, because the Thames River flows through the mountains and forests, a whole mountain forest is cut into two sides, and for Bai Xuesheng, there are only two days for her to hide inside.

By tomorrow night at the latest, the police will be able to search the entire mountain forest, and even if she doesn't take the initiative to come out, she won't be able to hide for long.

When Yan Qingfeng knew the news, he didn't breathe a sigh of relief, but became more and more worried.

I always feel that things are not as simple as everyone thinks, how could a thoughtful person like Bai Xuesheng make such a mistake, she must have her reasons for choosing the mountain forest in the suburbs. And that reason is definitely not to be caught by the police in such a short period of time.

Tried her best to kidnap Luo Nanchu, and even did not hesitate to expose herself, all along, although Fu Tingyuan was investigating her, the evidence that she hurt Mo Shuangning was not really found, but today, the prosecution of Bai Xuesheng for intentional homicide is conclusive evidence.

What the hell was she thinking?

Yan Qingfeng thought about it, and felt that the whole kidnapping case was a little illogical.

At six o'clock in the evening, Yan Qingfeng went upstairs and called Fu Tingyuan to go downstairs for dinner.

Fu Tingyuan looked much calmer than he expected.

In the matter of dealing with Luo Nanchu, his younger brother has always maintained an extraordinary sanity, which makes him feel a little relieved and relieved.

After dinner, Fu Tingyuan went upstairs alone again.

The phone he had been holding in the palm of his hand buzzed a few times.

It's a text message.

Short, only seven words.

[She's dying, Ting Yuan. 】

It was as if the body had been passed by high-voltage electricity, and the chill that began to spread from the vertebrae to the fingertips scurried from the spine. He looked down at the phone screen at the door of the study for a long time, and reason told him to lift his feet and step into the room, but he didn't know when he had lost control of this body. A chill began to spread from the depths of his body, and the fear that had been swirling in his chest since the morning was gradually triggered during the night.

He knew that Bai Xuesheng was not lying to her.

Luo Nanchu is dying.

It's true.

He had never feared anything in his life, and if there was one thing, it was her departure.

It was a nightmare that he hid in his bones, a fear that he didn't dare to touch, and he didn't dare to think about it.

The phone vibrated softly a few more times.

This time, I sent a photo.

He glanced down at Luo Nanchu, whose face was covered in blood and seemed to be asleep in the photo, then put the phone back in his pocket, turned around and walked out.

He might be going to disappoint his brother.

His sanity was still clear, he knew exactly what he was doing.

But he couldn't.