After confirming his guess, An Ruqiao began his own cross-examination. These are all questions related to the RL organization, starting from the most marginal ones, to prevent backlash when they reach the core.

Of course, such a small fish is estimated to have no access to any core secrets.

The first few questions were not painful, and I asked some questions about the middle-aged man's personal information, such as name, age, whether he had killed someone, and how many people he had killed, and then asked about the RL organization.

"Name?"

"Liu Kuo."

"Age?"

"Fifty-two."

"Have you ever killed someone?"

"Killed."

"How many people have you killed?"

“…… Three. ”

"Is the organization set up in and around the city of L?"

"Yes."

The man replied sluggishly, but maintained a little reverence for An Ruqiao.

An Ruqiao paused, the hand holding the knife tightened, a little sweat oozed from the palm of his hand, and after a little consideration, he asked the next question: "Prophet he...... Is it in L City? ”

Unlike previous straightforward answers, this time the question was not answered directly. The man paused, wanted to say something but couldn't say it, his mouth opened and closed several times, and there was a "ho-ho" sound in his mouth.

It's like an artificial retardation that's stuck and about to break.

Immediately, his eyes panned over and stared at An Ruqiao's face. The voice that came from the depths of his throat was hoarse and low, mixed with bursts of air, like a demon crawling out of hell to ask for his life.

"The Prophet is waiting for your return......

An Ruqiao's face flashed in her mind, as if she had once again seen the man she hated, looking at her with a compassionate smile that was an eyesore, and he thought he was decent.

The sudden fantasy made An Ruqiao tremble instinctively, and she almost cut the blade to the throat of the pervert named Liu Kuo on the other side.

I still hold back, this person still has use value.

An Ruqiao then asked the next question: "What about ......?"

As soon as the word "that" was spoken, the rest of the sound was drowned out by the deafening sound of police cars from far and near.

Frightened by this voice, the middle-aged man named Liu Kuo also got out of the strange state just now, slammed the table, and glared at An Ruqiao viciously.

Hearing the sound of the police car and seeing the man change, An Ruqiao secretly said "not good".

The conflict is inevitable and secondary, and the sound of the police car spoils her big event of collecting information!

"You called the police?"

"You are the most satisfying one for me, beautiful, gentle, even the temperament is very similar to hers, it's a pity ......"

The man stood up, picked up the chair with one hand, and picked up the knife with the other, "It's a pity that you are so disobedient!" ”

As he spoke, he smashed the chair on An Ruqiao's head!

An Ruqiao, who had been on guard for a long time, saw him burst out, and shrank under the table with the knife in his hand.

The wooden chair smashed on the ground, splitting apart, and while the wood thorns and sawdust were scattered, An Ruqiao rolled under the table with agility and stabbed the dinner knife into the man's right foot.

"Ah!!! I'll kill you!! You slut!! ”

The severe pain made him wail for a while, and then threw the dinner knife at An Ruqiao in the midst of abuse!

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Xie Jingchen wasted a lot of energy to find out where the criminal might have kidnapped An Ruqiao.

It is to check the surveillance, to compare the license plates, and to calculate the driving distance. Fortunately, the old pickup truck of the criminal was not fast, and it was clearly found out that he was going to the suburbs, so he could come over within a few hours.

If the kidnapping lasts more than 24 hours, it is almost impossible to survive. The sooner the kidnapping is rescued, the better, is a race against time.

Moreover, this "kidnapper" is clearly not the type of money-seeking.

Xie Jingchen had seen the appearance of this criminal when he was in a video with An Ruqiao before.

With his specially trained and excellent memory, it was not difficult to describe the appearance of the offender.

With the portrait given by the simulated portraitist in the police force according to his description, it is much easier to track down.

First, the identity of the perpetrator was determined by his appearance, and after comparing his movements, he found that the perpetrator had appeared around the houses of the two female victims, and that the movements of the three victims overlapped to a certain extent.

It cannot be said for sure, but there is a probability that the kidnapper is the same person as the stalker and the murderer of the three murders.

In the face of such a pervert who treats human life like a mustard, An Ruqiao, a "weak woman with no power to restrain chickens" (mistakenly), has little chance of surviving.

Therefore, Xie Jingchen was in a hurry.

The sense of professional responsibility, the hazy good impression of An Ruqiao, the sense of self-blame for doing bad things, and the importance of An Ruqiao as a person, the combination of the four made him anxious.

If...... If An Ruqiao died...... Is he going to wait another decade?

The suburbs are very large, and there are many possibilities where the criminals kidnapped An Ruqiao, and the abandoned gas plant is the most likely, but other possibilities cannot be completely ignored.

L City is a small place, and there are not too many police officers, and you can go to three or four police officers in one location when you spread out.

Naturally, Xie Jingchen went to the most likely abandoned gas factory with two young men from his police force.

The honking of police cars can act as a deterrent. This deterrent effect is used in the present situation, but it stimulates the ferocity of the murderer.

Before Xie Jingchen, Li Tong, and Wang Jibing got out of the police car, they heard a roaring and wailing. That's where the crime happened.

It was too late and there were no lights at the abandoned gas plant, so the three had to get out of the police car with police flashlights.

The abandoned gas plant was very large, and Xie Jingchen did not lose his sense of proportion in his anxiety, and after a little discussion with his two colleagues, he decided to divide the troops into two ways while calling for police to come to other places to support.

Xie Jingchen and Wang Jibing all the way, and Li Tong, who is good at fighting and grabbing, copied from behind.

All three were armed with guns, each with two rounds of anesthesia and one live ammunition.

Xie Jingchen and Wang Jibing entered the gate of the abandoned gas factory like a giant mouth of the abyss with flashlights, glanced at Li Tong, and nodded.

Between tacit understanding, caution is the best.

At this time, An Ruqiao was covering her wounds and carefully avoiding the pervert's pursuit.

At that time, she stabbed the pervert in the foot with a knife, and then took the opportunity to open the door and escape.

The pervert threw the knife at her, and she could have dodged it. Trained, she's still very sensitive.

But...... Again, her luck has always been bad.

When the door was opened, it was pitch black outside.

The thread of the dress of too poor quality was hooked by the door, and the ground outside was very messy, so that her originally calculated escape and counter-killing action was only a quarter completed.

The counter-killing didn't have time to start at all, and the escape was not completed smoothly.

As she stumbled, a knife stabbed her in the arm.

Her quickest reaction was to rip off the hooked thread, and then endure the intensely painful wound and melt herself into the darkness.

Ran as quietly as he could, gasping slightly and hiding behind the stacked gas canisters.

Not far away, the empty factory reverberated with the echoes of perverted words.

"Where are you? Come out of here! Just now I was not good, and I blamed me for being too impulsive. I'm not going to hurt you, come out quickly! ”

Suppressed anger, pretending to be a gentle voice, in the reverberation, as terrifying as a ghost.