"It's okay, Jingchen, I've seen this person, and he also came to copy the gas meter last month, he really copied the gas." An Ruqiao said and opened the door, let the middle-aged man in, and brought him shoe covers. When the middle-aged man was wearing shoe covers, An Ruqiao held up the mobile phone so that Xie Jingchen could see the face of the visitor, "Look, he has a scar in the corner of his eye, which is very easy to recognize." ”

When the middle-aged man found out that his mobile phone had photographed him, he smiled at Xie Jingchen, looking very honest.

"Speaking of which, are you off work? Have you been working overtime these days? An Ruqiao went back to sit on the sofa, and an outsider came to the house, although it was a little embarrassing to wear a bathrobe, but it was not convenient to change. Fortunately, the bathrobe is buttoned and has built-in chest pads, so there is no problem with buttoning it carefully.

"Well, these days...... The crime rate is too high, one life a day, and it is no longer busy. I found a lot of clues, but I didn't see the shadow of the murderer. ”

"That's right, then you should be busy first, and I will pay attention to my own safety in the past two days."

"Hmmm......"

There was an eerie silence for a moment, and An Ruqiao raised her hand to hang up the video.

After Xie Jingchen's video with An Ruqiao was hung up, he threw himself on work again. By the time he got off work, it was already past seven o'clock, and Cao Tingyang gathered the plastic red boxes received by several victims who were stalked and harassed and sent them to the laboratory department. Xie and Cao, who happened to meet their heads after work, glanced at each other, and they were all the same anxious.

When An Ruqiao woke up again, she was tied to a chair. The hands were tied together through the wrists, the feet were tied to the chair, and the waist was also tied around the back of the chair in two circles. The rope that binds her is hemp rope about one centimeter in diameter. The wrist is tied very tightly, and there are red marks, and the slightest movement will cause pain. The feet and waist are not tightly tied, so you can move slightly.

She looked around, a dilapidated abandoned factory building, a red brick house, which is not common in the city. There were a lot of gas canisters stacked in the corner, and An Ruqiao couldn't help but think that if these gas canisters exploded, it would be spectacular.

You can see from the windows and the cracks in the bricks, and it's already dark, and you can't tell the time or the lights. It was so quiet that it seemed to be far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and you couldn't even hear the honking of car horns.

In front of her was a blue-green wooden table, the table was very dirty, with a lot of dust and cobwebs, and there were many scratches carved by sharp objects on the table, as if there were words, but they couldn't read clearly.

"You're awake." The man came in with a rag and a candle, and his tone was gentle, his face was wrinkled with a smile, and the scars at the corners of his eyes looked hideous. "I'm ready to eat in a while, I'll clean up the table first, and you sit there and wait for me for a while."

He began to wipe the table, wiping the thick dust off the table, and then fixed the candle on the table. "I've cooked a lot of dishes for you, and they're all your favorite foods."

An Ruqiao leaned back slightly, looking at the man by the candlelight.

"Candlelight dinners, romantic tricks learned from the city people, do you like it? By the way, there's a gift for you. As he spoke, the man seemed to remember something, and hurriedly walked out.

An Ruqiao frowned, this person was obviously a pervert, but he was very gentle at this time, even a little ...... Caution means. Who does this pervert think of her?

An Ruqiao let go of her brow and chuckled. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

After a while, the man came in, holding a bright red sundress.

"Well, put it on, you must look good in it." The middle-aged man put the skirt on An Ruqiao's lap and looked at him fixedly for a long time, "Why don't you change it?" He slapped his forehead again, "Isn't it that I'm looking at you, you're embarrassed?" Then I'll turn around, I promise not to peek! So saying, he turned away.

An Ruqiao didn't answer from beginning to end, and she couldn't move while still tied up. The middle-aged man turned around, and her eyes wandered from the back of the man's head to his neck.

The middle-aged man seems to have a tattoo on the back of his neck, and only a little bit can be seen, like the upper part of a "T" or "J", and the rest is hidden in the clothes. Seeing that sign, An Ruqiao's eyes lit up, and she didn't know if this sign was the one she was looking for.

The middle-aged man couldn't hear the movement behind him for a long time, and when he turned around, he was about to get angry, but when he saw it, he patted his head again, "Look at my memory", and took a small scythe to cut the rope that tied An Ruqiao. "Hurry up, I'll go out and wait, men and women don't kiss, I understand. When you're dressed up, we'll have dinner together. The man smiled in a daze, and the centipede-like scars at the corners of his eyes became more and more terrifying.

Xie Jingchen didn't go home until after eight o'clock. He always wanted to make sure An Ruqiao was safe, but he couldn't make up his mind to knock on the door. He paced back and forth in the hallway opposite the door for a long time, and still knocked on the door.

"Knock knock", the knock on the door echoed in the corridor, and the voice-activated lights went out and brightened. "An Ruqiao, it's me." I knocked on the door, shouted, and waited a few more moments, but no one came to open the door.

Not at home?

Xie Jingchen looked at his phone, eight twenty-two. Did you go to bed so early?

Xie Jingchen turned around and went back to his house, changed his shoes and collapsed on the sofa. After being paralyzed for a while, he picked up his mobile phone, and the ghost wanted to sneak a peek at what An Ruqiao was doing. Turned on the real-time monitoring to take a look, but

I didn't see An Ruqiao. The bugging device also did not receive a sound. The last time I secretly looked at An Ruqiao, she slept on the sofa, the quilt was neatly folded, and it looked like she was really not at home.

Got out and played? Or is there something?

Thinking about it, the exhaustion of working overtime for a long time and high-intensity work rushed up, Xie Jingchen was a little sleepy, and he was about to fall asleep in a daze. Suddenly, a smiling face appeared in his mind, and the scars at the corners of his eyes were particularly eye-catching, which woke him up at once. Still wearing slippers, he hurriedly rushed to the security room.

"But don't be what I think you are!"

showed the police card in the security room and adjusted the surveillance, and really found that the old man carried An Ruqiao away!

Although I really want to ask those security guards what they are eating, I can actually watch a girl being carried away by an old man, but now is not the time to hold them accountable!

According to the kidnapping case, the golden 24 hours, the later the hostage's location is found, the less likely the hostage will survive. Moreover, this pervert who kidnapped An Ruqiao, with a high probability, has a human life on his hands!

Xie Jingchen hurriedly rushed out, contacted the rest of the police force, and began to carry out rescue operations.

Whether it was fishing for law enforcement or being tempting, he used some means, but he never thought of threatening An Ruqiao's life.

An Ruqiao, can't die!