It's quiet and quiet around. Only the blood ran down the arm, slowly to the fingertips, dripping to the ground, making a slight cracking sound.

Jian Yao's face was pressed against the cold ground, motionless. There was a burning pain in his back, waist, and legs, and there seemed to be no skin left in his body......

But the line of sight is still blurry. The lights, the cots, the railings, everything in her eyes turned into a craggy monster. And in my head, there seemed to be a lot of voices talking, and I couldn't fit it anymore, and my temples hurt like they were about to explode.

"Yaoyao, Dad's motto is to stand up to the sky and be worthy of your heart."

"Sister, why are you so good to the demon man! It's really a monster and there is spring. ”

"Jian Yao, I've never seen him care so much about a girl."

"Don't you want to kiss me?"

"If you kiss me every five minutes, I can accompany you to anything boring."

"Now, do I make it feel real to you?"

Tears slipped out of her eyes, dripping down her cold cheeks and chapped lips. It was so salty and bitter, as if she could no longer feel anything else in the world.

The sound of light leather shoes sounded, but Jian Yao, who was in a trance, trembled all over, and immediately shrunk herself into a ball and snuggled up in the corner like a small animal.

"Why don't you run away?" Xie Han's clear voice sounded behind him, "It's really boring, you ran like a rabbit two days ago." ”

Jian Yao lowered her head and looked at her hands, which were covered with blood and scarred, and they no longer looked white and soft as usual. It hurt, but she still gritted her teeth and held her head with both hands, waiting for the upcoming whipping.

Probably seeing her futile and slow movements, Xie Han chuckled behind his back.

The "crackling" sound was sharp and powerful, as if tearing through the surrounding air. Then the familiar hot pain fell on her waist again.

Jian Yao's eyes were dark, she almost fainted, and the pain in her body was even more overwhelming, as if all her internal organs had been removed by this whip.

When will this endless suffering end? How can it end?

"OK" picked her up from the ground with both hands and laid her face down on the blood-stained cot, with gentle movements.

"Do you want this to end?" He asked softly, as if every moment he could gain insight into her heart.

Jian Yao choked up and didn't answer. Her gaze was still in a trance, and faintly, she saw her fingers clasped on the sheets, clenched and released; Hold and release again...... Over and over again, so that her spirit can still have a little bit of concentration. In that sea of chaos, remind yourself that you can't be dominated by him, you can't give up your life.

"Write it down." His voice was like the only natural sound in the world of pain, beautiful and bewitching, "Do you want to end?" As long as you write down the feelings. If it weren't for Bo Jinyan, you could have been an ordinary, happy girl with a normal life, how could you have today's pain? ”

A burst of sourness flooded into Jian Yao's heart. Yes, if it weren't for Bo Jinyan, her life wouldn't be like this. She would live in that sunny normal world, how could she see this bottomless darkness?

Tears overflowed again, soaking her sunken eye sockets. Xie Han's words made her only repeat one name in her heart: Bo Jinyan, Bo Jinyan......

"Don't you want to tell him? How miserable you are here. You can't take it anymore, but this is just the beginning. Xie Han stared at her pale face, biting his lower lip, the smile in his eyes became deeper and deeper, but his voice seemed to be as sad as hers, "Tell him that you want to leave him." As long as you have nothing to do with him, how can anyone torture you? Love is not the whole of life, give it up, give it up and everything will be fine. Tomorrow morning, you will be lying in a bed in a public hospital, and everything will be over, all you need is a letter to him. ”

Jian Yao looked up in a daze, but only saw Xie Han's vague and handsome smiling face. Then a pen was stuffed in his hand.

"Write it down." He whispered, "You'll leave him, and it'll be over." There will be no more pain, you will have a new life, and I will let you go right away. ”

Jian Yao looked at the pen and paper in front of her in a trance.

As long as you write a letter and leave Bo Jinyan, this person will let himself go?

Just need a letter?

The slender metal nib, gently swiped across the paper, has written two of the most painful words

Jin Yan:"

The fingers, whose flesh and blood were blurred and their joints were somewhat deformed, suddenly clenched the pen and stopped above the paper. Jian Yao wept silently.

"Why didn't you write it?" His voice was still soft, but there was a faint coldness.

As soon as Jian Yao's fingers loosened, the pen rolled down the sheets, leaving a row of messy black dots. And she lowered her head and buried herself in the crook of her arm, and her heart hurt uncontrollably.

No, it can't be written. No matter how hard it is, no matter how painful it is, it can't be written.

He was lying to her.

Write this painful breakup letter, and he will kill her immediately. Because it was not a breakup letter, it was her suicide note, a suicide note that ruined her and Bo Jinyan's love, that was what he wanted, and he knew very well how to give Bo Jinyan the heaviest blow, not just to let her die.

Patience, must endure.

She still wants to live to see him!

There was no doubt that this silent, weak but firm resistance made Xie Han's face slowly sink.

The cold hand silently caressed her arm, and the man's white and slender fingers gently rubbed against her still intact, jade-like skin.

"Am I not doing enough?" He asked softly, "Do you think that you can still be disobedient?" ”

The calm, but cold tone made Jian Yao's heart shrink suddenly.

He was angry.

She finally inevitably angered him.

"Heh......" he chuckled, the laughter creeping her up and down. And the fingers that were stuck on her skin slowly increased the force of the rubbing, bringing a faint pain.

"Then let's do it another way." "Maybe it's a good idea to give Simon a gift at this time," he said. ”

His hand slid slowly along her torso, over her arms, over her neck and shoulders, and finally on her back.

The sound of the fabric cracking and the slightly cool air deepened the dull pain buried deep in the skin.

"It's beautifully kept here." He sighed softly, "There is no wound at all, just as I promised you." ”

Jian Yao's whole body began to tremble with the sliding touch of his fingertips, and tears came out of her eyes again.

Fu Ziyu woke up from his slumber two days later. It took another day before I could barely speak.

He is still lying in the intensive care unit, and the doctors strictly control the number and time of visits. Not long after waking up that day, he briefly saw his family, but the nurse came to tell him that An Yan wanted to see him.

"Okay." He feebly agreed.

Because he knew that it must have something to do with Bo Jinyan.

From the time he woke up to the present, Bo Jinyan has not appeared. He doesn't need to show up, because rescuing Jian Yao now is the most important thing.

Thinking of Jian Yao, Fu Ziyu's heart hurt fiercely.

So, what did An Yan come to him for?

The afternoon sun is like a veil, shining on the extremely white bed, and there is a sudden sense of unreality. Because of excessive blood loss, Fu Ziyu's face was always as pale as paper, and he showed a reluctant smile to An Yan beside the bed.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and the handsome young man who used to be indifferent and introverted in the past has grown a blue and black stubble on his chin at the moment, and his expression looks stubborn and dignified.

"He's been locking himself up in the hotel for three days." An Yan said, "If you don't go in or out, you don't answer anyone's calls, and no one knows what he's doing." ”

Fu Ziyu was stunned, and his lips moved.

Just a few simple words caused the ward to fall silent. An Yan didn't say much, and Fu Ziyu didn't speak.

After a long while, Fu Ziyu asked, "Yes...... Jian Yao's ...... Message? ”

An Yan's face was a little gloomy again: "No." ”

How easy is it to find a missing girl in the huge United States? What's more, the other party is also a master of extremely sophisticated criminal planning.

In fact, Bo Jinyan did not come out of the door, and the Chinese and American police did not have any complaints. Because all the portraits that could have been made have been made, even the name and identity DNA were verified and confirmed by Bo Jinyan in the early stage. The rest is the job of the detectives, tracking down the wanted criminal.

"Even a criminal mind genius may not be able to save his girlfriend." The senior FBI agent said, "I think Simon may need time to come to terms with this...... Brutal facts. ”

The current situation makes An Yan's mood extremely blocked. came to Fu Ziyu because he may be the only one who can make Bo Jinyan come out of the room.

He ...... Not accepted. Fu Ziyu said softly.

An Yan was slightly stunned, not knowing what he was referring to. Fu Ziyu's face showed a look of compassion.

He knew that his best friend, that unruly and upright man, lost Jian Yao, and Bo Jinyan would never be able to accept it.

Even if Jian Yao was dead at this moment, he would not accept it.

And now, he's back in a one-man world. What was he thinking? If Jian Yao really died, what would happen to his future?

Fu Ziyu was silent for a moment and whispered, "...... for me Call...... Give it to him. ”

An Yan nodded, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, and put it next to his ear.

The phone rang about a dozen times, An Yan was already frowning slightly, but Fu Ziyu's expression remained the same, listening carefully, his eyes looking ahead.

There was a soft "click", and it was finally picked up.

"Jin Yan?" Fu Ziyu's voice was very hoarse.

The other end was silent for a few seconds before replying, "Ziyu." ”

At this time, An Yan suddenly saw that Fu Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and his face changed slightly. Then he looked up at him: "An Yan...... You first...... Get out. ”

An Yan nodded and handed the phone to him. When he turned around and walked to the door, he slowly closed the door, but when he looked up, he was stunned.

Fu Ziyu still maintained a flat lying position, holding the mobile phone with one arm reluctantly and stiffly. But on that handsome and pale face, there was a tear that slipped down irrepressibly.

This doctor, Bo Jinyan's only friend, only muttered "Jian Yao" when he was shot and fell to the ground that day and his life was in danger...... protect the ......", but did not shed tears; After the operation, today should be the effect of anesthetic, the drug used to be extremely painful, and he did not shed tears.

But just when he heard Bo Jinyan's voice, he burst into tears.

An Yan slowly closed the last crack in the door, and stood at the door lightly, without making a sound.

However, he didn't know it at this moment, and it wasn't until the whole case was over that he understood the real reason and meaning of Fu Ziyu's sudden tears at this moment.

And at the same time, the Marriott Hotel in the middle of the city, in the penthouse suite.

Bo Jinyan had changed into a pure black suit, and his figure stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass. Outside the window, the twilight sun painted his face with a dull sheen, and he held his phone, his dark eyes looking down on the city at his feet. On his handsome and jade-like face, there was only cold silence.

When Jian Yao woke up again, she found herself lying on a cold iron frame. The clothes and pants are still there, but the back is cold and exposed to the air, and the limbs are firmly tied with iron chains, and they can't move.

This situation made her shudder. Looking up, the light around her was soft, and she was pushed out of the cage and placed in an open field, like a fish on a chopping board.

She bit her chapped lower lip hard, and the tingling came in.

The brain was heavy, but consciousness, sight, and hearing were awake, and he stopped injecting her with drugs. It is because of his interest that he has shifted from whipping and chasing, to ...... Peeling?

Tears slowly oozed from Jian Yao's eyes, but she tried her best to hold back and not let herself sobs too much. But the slightest sound could not escape the man's ears and eyes...... There was movement not far behind him, and someone got up from the sofa and walked over humming a song.

"Finally woke up." He stood still beside her, holding something in his hand, gently colliding against each other with a crisp metallic sound. Even if Jian Yao didn't look at it, she could guess that it was an anatomical knife.

The cold fingers slid slowly along her bare back again.

"I'm going to start." He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "However, I also have a seasoning for you, so ...... Maybe you and I will be more excited and happier. ”

Jian Yao's hands were tied to the edge of the iron frame and held the crossbar tightly. And the back was swept by a shudder.

But what she didn't expect was that Xie Han's so-called "seasoning" turned out to be an image of Bo Jinyan.

Xie Han held two delicate and sharp knives and walked slowly in front of her line of sight, and I don't know where I pressed it, and the LCD screen hanging in the air lit up.

It's news. The female anchor was speaking very quickly: "Miss Jian Yao, the girlfriend of Professor Bo Jinyan, a famous Chinese criminal psychology expert, has been kidnapped by Flower Ogre No. 1 for four days. The police said they were making every effort to search for the suspect, Xie Han. And we can see that on the fourth day, Professor Bo Jinyan still stayed in his hotel room, refusing to communicate with the outside world......"

Jian Yao's heart ached, and she saw the exterior of the hotel they had stayed in before flashing in the picture, and the exterior wall of the all-glass building reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, resplendent and silent.

The tears in Jian Yao's eyes fell all at once.

And this reaction obviously pleased Xie Han. He smiled and walked over to her, looking up to watch the news with her. And his voice was full of admiration:

"The more talented and proud men are, the harder they fall when they encounter people they cannot defeat, and when they encounter unbearable setbacks."

He turned to look at her, "You are important to him. I think things will be more fun when he receives your skin. Do you say, will he blame himself more for his pain and never be able to forgive himself again? ”

Jian Yao bit her lower lip tightly, and her whole body began to tremble slightly. At this time, one of Xie Han's hands gently pressed the back of her neck, suppressing her trembling, while the other hand slowly fell, and Jian Yao felt the cold blade touch her skin delicately......

Jin Yan...... Save me.

Jin Yan, save me!

"Headlines!" The female anchor's clear voice suddenly interrupted Jian Yao's almost sinking thoughts, and also interrupted the movements in Xie Han's hands. The two looked up at the same time, only to see a shaky camera, clumps of weeds, and guards running with guns.

Xie Han's face was slightly condensed, and he stood up straight and stared at the screen. The anchor's slightly hurried voice came: "...... We just got the news that Flowers Ogre No. 2 Tommy, about 18 hours ago, escaped from Pelican Bay Jail. At present, the prison authorities and the FBI have declined to comment. The state police and the FBI, together with a large number of police officers, have followed his escape trajectory ......"

The screen switched to the studio, and the female anchor looked solemn: "...... Tommy is rumored to be on the prison floor, leaving the word 'revenge' with blood. Who is his 'revenge' directed at? Is it Professor Bo Jinyan who just lost his lover? At the moment, both flower ogres are active outside the prison, will they reunite and will create new cases......"

Jian Yao stared at the screen blankly, but Xie Han threw the scalpel on the table next to him, making a crisp sound.

“Oh…… Shit！ He stared at the screen, an incomprehensible smile slowly appearing on his face. He didn't look at Jian Yao again, turned around and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Jian Yao lay on the shelf alone, and the surroundings returned to desperate silence again. She kept looking up at the screen, rekindling a long-lost hope in her heart, but it was intertwined with a deep sense of despair and helplessness.

Is that him?

Did he take a dangerous move by surprise and use Tommy as bait to trap Xie Han?

Or is Tommy really out of prison for revenge, and he'll be even more struggling to survive the enemy? And how hard will they ever meet again?

She watched and watched until there was no news related to Bo Jinyan on TV. She lowered her head, her face pressed against the cold iron frame, and tears fell down her face.