After a long time, the man put away his tools the same, closed the computer that recorded the data, and left satisfied.

After another moment, the door was opened again.

Someone dressed Xu He, removed the tape from her mouth, and fed her a little water.

She was allowed to sit up, her wrists untied, but her body was still fixed in her chair.

A young woman who looked like a nurse walked in, gave Xu He a nutritional injection, and comforted her very gently: "Don't be afraid, this is just a nutritional injection, and it won't hurt your body." ”

She said English, Xu He's eyelashes twitched, opened his mouth, and asked with difficulty: "What is this place, why did you arrest me?" ”

The woman didn't say anything, took a tissue and wiped the water stains from the corner of her mouth, then turned around and went out.

The door shut, and once again there was dead silence.

Xu He began to tremble, shaking like chaff.

She bit her lip, her bitten lip was tattered and bleeding, but tears still poured out line by line.

……

Zhao Pingjin looked at the white paper in front of him, and there were strange numbers written on the white paper.

He glanced at it, and then raised his eyes to look at Zhao Zhiyong.

Zhao Zhiyong smiled very calmly: "Can't understand? Then I'll have someone translate it for you. ”

He glanced at the man beside him, who picked up the paper, coughed, and said loudly: "Seven two and three centimeters, this should be the length of the eyebrows, one hundred and thirty-five centimeters, oh is the distance between the eyebrows and eyes...... The distance between the upper and lower circumference of the chest is 7.85 cm, 56.45, which is the waist circumference, this waist is really thin, and the leg spacing is ......"

Zhao Zhiyong saw that there was no change on Zhao Pingjin's face, so he raised his hand to signal the man to pause first, and asked with a smile: "Pingjin, don't you think these numbers are familiar?" ”

Zhao Pingjin slowly raised his eyes: "If you have something to say, just say it, don't play these boring ghost tricks." ”

"Looks like you really didn't get it." Zhao Zhiyong's smile suddenly turned gloomy: "That Dr. George from Japan said that Miss Xu's bones are exceptionally perfect, especially the proportion of skull and limb bones...... However, we laymen don't see any difference in this number. ”

Zhao Zhiyong said this, and glanced at Zhao Pingjin again: "That Dr. George is a very famous human research expert, he personally measured every inch of Miss Xu's body, including the size between the bones, after he went back, he will compare the data, and then do in-depth research, Dr. George said that Miss Xu's data is the closest to perfect among the thousands of examples he has measured by hand......

"What did you say?"

Zhao Pingjin stood up suddenly, and even the bodyguards around Zhao Zhiyong didn't react, he had already kicked the table over, and reached out to grab Zhao Zhiyong's collar.

Zhao Zhiyong saw a pair of blood-red eyes, red like wolf cubs that could eat people.

For a moment, he felt cold in his heart, and a creepy feeling invaded, and for the first time in his life, he had a deep fear.

"Zhao Zhiyong, what did you just say!"

The slender fingers, the powerful phalanges of a young, strong young male, were choked into his throat, and his breath was choked in an instant.

Zhao Zhiyong's face gradually turned purple, he raised his hand desperately, knocked over the side ornament, the bodyguard was about to step forward when he came back to his senses, Zhao Pingjin's hand was heavier, Zhao Zhiyong was pinched in an instant and rolled his eyes, his feet rubbed against the carpet and kicked up and down, embarrassed.

Fortunately, the henchmen reacted very quickly, stepped forward offside, and turned on the large-screen equipment connected in the house.

In an instant, a clear picture jumped into everyone's sight, the sound of whipping, and the girl's faint moaning sound, like a thread that pulled Zhao Pingjin's body, made him turn back little by little.

The slender girl in the white robe was hung high, and a pair of slender calves were exposed in the air, but the originally snow-white and delicate calves were full of blood-red wounds.

"Young master, if you don't let go, Miss Xu will have to suffer a little more......"

The voice of the henchman was low, but in Zhao Pingjin's ears, it was a loud noise.

The hand that choked Zhao Zhiyong loosened the knuckles one by one.

Oxygen poured in, Zhao Zhiyong held his neck, coughed violently, and it took a while to calm down.

"Hasn't she danced since she was a child, didn't she dance a dance for you, don't you like her legs the most, white and straight, Zhao Pingjin, look at her now, or is it not what you like?"

"What does it feel like to watch someone you like completely ruined?"

The moment Zhao Zhiyong's voice settled, he picked up the inkstone on his side and smashed it heavily on Zhao Pingjin's back.

The ink splashed everywhere, and the white shirt was like a splashed ink landscape painting, containing large ink marks.

"You forced me, our father and son, obviously don't have to come this far."

Zhao Pingjin stood motionless, looking at Xu He, who was hanging high in the video, her head hung to the side, her eyes were closed tightly, her black hair was messy and wet on her cheeks, and on her two thin white calves, blood kept flowing, along her toes, drop by drop to the ground, and she was already fainting in pain.

"I'll give you one last chance."

Zhao Zhiyong said, stroked the unbearable neck of the pain again, and patted the table with hatred: "This time I won't save face for you again, whether she lives or dies is in your thoughts." ”

The moment Zhao Zhiyong's voice settled, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, "That, I want a car ...... now"

Cheng Lin was only halfway through his words, and suddenly paused, he obviously didn't know what was going on in the room, but he obviously felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and he stood in place in a daze for a while.

No one would have expected him to suddenly take the initiative to find Zhao Zhiyong, after all, he never took the initiative to talk to Zhao Zhiyong, let alone come to him, and in this house, no one dared to stop him.

A lot of big things are often ruined by unguarded details, and this time, the drama is no different.

Zhao Zhiyong only felt his eyelids jump, "Chenglin ......"

Cheng Lin subconsciously responded.

And this short two-second stunned moment gave Zhao Pingjin a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.