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"Click."

The sound of bullets loading was followed by the sound of footsteps in the room, followed by the sound of the door being opened and gently shut. The legs of the chair brushed the floor, as if someone had stood up, their ears against the ground, and I listened to the sound of heavier and clearer footsteps not far away.

What to do?

My mind raced and thought, my mind was like a mess, and the spiky vines wrapped around my atrium, the thorns pierced deep into my fragile and beating heart, each beating seemed to be gushing with blood.

If my guess is correct, I'm now the only one left in the room with one kidnapper.

There is no doubt that now is the best time to escape.

I don't think the so-called "ransom deal" will go smoothly, it is clear that the other party's purpose is money, and it doesn't matter whether the hostages live or die. I don't know their exact plans, but I instinctively feel that things are going against me, for Sid, who is currently completely unknown to me, I have no guarantee that he will be able to rescue me, he may have called the police, maybe in the kidnapper's phone call, the police on the other end are monitoring the kidnapper's phone, trying to find out where we are from the source of the signal, they may have locked this little room and are approaching here in full gear, or maybe, they have found nothing, at most, An additional audio tape was added for reference as physical evidence for future convictions.

How important is it for taxpayers to ensure their lives?

Probably only they know.

And, Sid, the capitalist.

Will he do whatever it takes to get my life back?

I'm not sure.

It was as if I had suddenly broken into the fate of "Vera", who knew nothing about the past, but had to decide her future.

I held my breath as I listened to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, and a chill swept over me like I had never felt before.

Desolate, yet undercurrent.

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, but at this moment, loneliness and fear swept over me at the same time, and I suddenly understood a fact - I was fighting alone. I can't rely on anyone, and in this world I've just woken up, I shouldn't have any extravagant hopes for all this. Maybe I will be killed in the next second, but the kidnappers can still play with the police in applause, get a million ransom and escape.

It's a game.

To win, to survive is to survive.

If you lose, you die.

A game of life and death.

In the midst of a distraction of thoughts, the sound of footsteps stopped in front of me, and I closed my eyes tightly, trying to calm my breathing, slowly heaving my chest, making myself look like a person who had fallen into a deep sleep.

Time, flowing slowly in the silence, I could feel a gaze fixed on the side of my face, the rough rope strangled my hands and feet, and the same position for a long time made my body joints unconsciously sore. Every cell is sending a signal that I need to get it done quickly.

"Rustling ......"

There was a sound of cloth grinding, and I was creeping up to the sound of someone breathing closer.

With warm breathing, I guessed how he crouched down and moved closer to me, trying to make sure I was awake.

My mind went blank, and I didn't know what he would do if he judged that I had woken up and punched me again.

One second.

Two seconds.

The speed at which time passed began to get so difficult at some point.

I could feel his gaze, swallowing slightly, the wooden floor next to my head creaked slightly, perhaps the kidnapper's hand was now on the floor above my head, and all my mind was focused on the sound of his breathing a little clearer.

A hunter who lurks in the dark.

Quietly observes the unsuspecting prey.

But the irony is that you don't know who the real hunter is at the moment, do you?

He seemed to be very close......

Up close, I could smell the stench of sweat on his body.

Call.

Suck.

The room was surprisingly quiet, and with every ventilation I tried my best to suppress every cell of fear in my body.

Involuntarily quickened my heart rate, and I hope he didn't see the cold sweat on my forehead.

In silence, I felt the breath from the tip of my nose touch something, the warm gas swirled, and I felt a little uncomfortable when I inhaled the higher carbon dioxide gas again. But after only a few seconds, the feeling of being breathing was gone, and I knew he was testing my snort!

Are you exposed? Did he find out?

Could it be that he is now pointing a black hole at your head and you don't know anything?

What are you hesitating about.

When the prey is defenseless.

This is your best chance to attack......

Despite being bound by the hemp rope at my wrists, I quietly clenched my fists.

The next second, the next second, how much time is left for yourself to think?!

"Zizi ......"

The sound of the walkie-talkie sounded out at an inopportune time, and I couldn't help but be startled in the confusion of my thoughts.

"Tsk."

The kidnapper crouching in front of me snorted disdainfully, and I closed my eyes to hear the sound of adjusting the knob, and after a louder sound, the intercom regained its signal.

"Is there a situation?"

"I can't tell...... Something strange......" On the other end of the intercom, there was a shrill man's voice, which I recognized as the voice of one of the kidnappers who had just been in the room.

"Strange?"

I quietly opened my eyes while he was using the walkie-talkie, squinting and peeping, my vision a little blurry.

A man, in his early twenties, squatting no more than ten centimeters away from me, he lowered his body slightly, black boots, dark green trousers, black short sleeves, I saw his two arms tattooed with colorful green tattoos, and the black walkie-talkie in his hand, his chin full of stubble, he looked up at the wall, his attention was on the other end of the walkie-talkie, he didn't notice me.

"Do you see the boss?"

"Zizi...... No...... I don't know where that guy went. ”

He cursed in a low voice and changed positions, perhaps because his knees were a little sore, and he knelt on the ground with his left knee, supporting his body with his left hand.

I squinted and saw the dagger strapped to the outside of his left thigh, breathing a little bit.

"Then come back, there are no police outside, right?"

"Zizi...... Didn't see it...... Examine...... But ......"

The signal from the walkie-talkie doesn't seem to be very good.

"But what?"

"Nourishing ......"

"Jack? You'll answer me when you hear it. ”

"Nourishing ......"

There was no reply, and the kidnapper cursed.

I hurriedly closed my eyes, but my mind was full of the dagger.

What you should do.

This is the best chance.

I don't think you should be sure to be able to stand up to three bandits, and now, this unsuspecting criminal is less than ten centimeters away from you, you should end this farce with that dagger, shouldn't you?

A voice urged me to clench my fists, my palms sweaty, and my wrists ached.

“…… The intercom signal is not very good, I will go back immediately. Wait, there seems to be a ...... Zizi ...... Ran over ......"

"Dude?"

"Zila-" A high-pitched, shrill sound pierced the air around it, like metal scraping across a blackboard.

"!"

The other end of the "Zizi ......" walkie-talkie was completely devoid of voices.

"Damn."

The kidnappers angrily smashed the walkie-talkie to the ground.

There was no more time, so I gritted my teeth, opened my eyes, bent over, and instantly pulled out the dagger on the side of his leg, and plunged it into his thigh.