Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Habit of Living
The Yin family can still be regarded as a third-rate enterprise in Jinhai City, and it can't be on the table in the entire Z country at all, let alone abroad.
They have just arrived in country H, who would know that they are the Yin family of Jinhai City, country Z.
Besides, the person who has such a secret room can't be an ordinary kidnapper, who cares about that money.
Therefore, Zhuo Qingyan's imagination of giving money is over, which is a joke at all.
For three whole days, Zhuo Qingyan and Yin Haitian stayed in this room, without eating or drinking, not even a toilet, except for the two of them, there was no sign of life.
Because of hunger, Yin Haitian was not as noisy as he was when he first came in, lying on the damp ground dying.
Zhuo Qingyan's mother and son have never suffered such a crime since they were children, and now they are completely traumatized from body to heart, and they have not collapsed and gone crazy, completely because they are so hungry that they have no strength to go crazy.
Because the ground was humid in Thailand, Zhuo Qingyan couldn't sleep at all, so she had almost her eyes open for three days.
She had to suspect that those people had forgotten about their mother and son, and if that were the case, they would be starved to dry corpses here.
Zhuo Qingyan rarely supported her weak body, she couldn't wait for those people to negotiate, in case they forgot, so she had to save herself.
Although she didn't want to move now, thinking that Yin Haitian was still by her side, she still made a lot of effort to start looking for a way out.
With such a sound, the forty or fifty square meter room where Zhuo Qingyan and Yin Haitian were located was illuminated by a bright headlamp.
The surrounding walls are clearly made of reflective material, like mirrors that reflect the whole room.
At this moment, Zhuo Qingyan happened to be almost at the wall, looking at his appearance on the wall, he was also startled by himself.
Her delicate body, which had not been washed and fed for three days, was now unkempt and haggard, like a ghost.
The sudden onning of the light gave Zhuo Qingyan hope, and even Yin Haitian, who was lying on the ground, sat up and looked at the door, hoping that there would be a person somewhere, preferably with a bunch of food in his hand.
It's just that time passed minute by minute, a full ten minutes, and there was still no movement at the door at all.
Just when they were desperate again, suddenly a voice came in.
"Mrs. Yin, are you in the habit of living?" The voice was changed to a voice, and Zhuo Qingyan couldn't hear whose voice it was at all.
There was no one to be seen, and they both looked around the house, hoping to find a target, a target that they could look at.
It's just a pity that they were disappointed. Zhuo Qingyan thought that this kind of place should be equipped with a camera, so that those people could see the situation inside, but she couldn't find the existence of the camera when she searched around.
There can only be no target answers. "Who are you? Do you want money? I can give it to you, as much as you want, as long as you let our mother and son go. ”
For Zhuo Qingyan's boast of Haikou as much as he wanted, the voice only said twice.
"What exactly do you want? As long as you release people, I will give you whatever you want. "Zhuo Qingyan desperately wants to go out, so no matter what they want, as long as there are the conditions they want, they can talk about it.
"Mrs. Yin is such a smart person, before I can say it, Mrs. Yin knows that I have what I want from you."