The path here is obviously more difficult to walk than the road over there, and Zhuo Jinxing is still wearing a formal suit and leather shoes for meetings, which is not very convenient to walk. The noble leather shoes handmade in Italy are the first time they have touched the mud of the wilderness.

But he walked very smoothly step by step, and his face was as calm as ever, except for a larger step than usual, which reflected the psychology of his eagerness to seek.

The further you walked into the path, the more obvious the traces of people passing by, and Zhuo Jinxing followed the traces all the way up the mountain, and finally came to a deserted factory.

The factory looked very depressed and in disrepair, and the doorway was covered with cobwebs and dust.

The only thing that was fresh were the footprints and the blood that fell from it.

Zhuo Jin walked to the door of the factory, and when he lowered his eyes and saw the bloodstains, his heartbeat stopped imperceptibly for a moment.

At this moment, he felt an unprecedented panic.

It was the first time in his life that he had felt this emotion.

He'd never had anything to get easily, and he didn't have anything he had to do. Gaining is a common thing for him, and losing is rare but he doesn't care.

Yan Yao was the only one, and he admitted that at this moment, he was panicked by this possible fact.

Zhuo Jinxing pushed the door and walked in, the factory was empty, I don't know if the kidnappers heard the movement and took Yan Yao away in advance, or if they had already finished the action and dealt with the scene......

Zhuo Jinxing didn't dare to think deeply about what might happen if it was the latter one, so he looked around the factory and saw a large pool of blood on the ground in a place not far from the door.

Zhuo Jinxing's pupils shrank, walked to the bloodstains, squatted down and wiped them with his hands.

The blood was close to dry, and it should have been here almost an hour ago.

Zhuo Jinxing clenched his fists, and was just about to stand up when he saw the solid wood frame that fell to the ground.

On one side of the solid wood frame, there was a circular bloodstain blurred on it, and Zhuo Jin Xing could imagine how Yan Yao was pressed against it just by looking at this bloodstain.

Zhuo Jinxing felt a dull pain in the corner of his forehead, and his heart twitched even more.

He stood up, glanced at the solid wood frame, his eyes darkened, and left the building.

Whatever the possibility, at least there is a way down the mountain.

When he first went up the mountain, he carefully observed that the footprints he stepped on were all pointing forward, which showed that the kidnappers only went up the mountain and took that road.

Then there will be a road with traces.

Zhuo Jinxing looked around the factory, his eyes swept quickly and cautiously over every place, refusing to let go of any detail.

Eventually, he found traces of someone walking on the left side of the building.

This trace is very messy, and the grass is trampled to the side, unlike the traces that have just been climbed up the mountain are all uniformly forward.

So this is the road that two people are passing through.

Zhuo Jin Xing had a little hope in his heart that Yan Yao escaped by herself, chased along this road, and found the scattered bloodstains on this road.

Zhuo Jin Xing's heart tightened slightly while looking at the bloodstains, and his steps became bigger and bigger.

But soon, he got out of the place where the weeds were everywhere, and without the weeds as a guide, there was a forest in front of him, and the difficulty of finding it skyrocketed.

Zhuo Jinxing observed carefully for a while, wanting to find other traces to find them faster.

But to no avail, as if people had suddenly disappeared after finding this place, it was as if no one had ever visited this forest.

Zhuo Jin Xing's heart has been burning for a long time, and it has not exploded just because the cultivation is cold ice that freezes this anger.

"Bang", Zhuo Jinxing smashed on the trunk of the tree in a circle, his anger broke through the ice, and he lost his temper for the first time in his memory of more than 20 years.

The punch made the tree tremble, and a lot of yellow leaves fell.

Zhuo Jinxing calmed down for a while, and stepped on the dead leaves that fell on the ground, and the dead leaves made a "click" sound.

Zhuo Jin paused, looked down at the fallen leaves, and lifted his mud-stained leather shoes.

Fallen leaves are crushed under the feet, and they are completely different from other fallen leaves that fall to the ground and naturally decay.

Zhuo Jinxing had a new direction, tried his best to distinguish between those who had just stepped out by himself and those who might have been stepped out by others, and finally found a way.

But despite this, Zhuo Jin Xing's heart still did not relax, and strode forward in this direction, but the further he went, the more he felt that something was wrong, because there were no other broken fallen leaves here.

So, he had to be the center of the fallen leaf that had been trampled to find traces in the vicinity.

Zhuo Jin Xing resolutely returned the same way to find the original pile of roads, and this time it took him half an hour to find new traces.

After finding this new trace, Zhuo Jin Xing had a premonition in his heart, this should be what Yan Yao stepped on.

Because this trace is very nonsensical, there is no direction at all.

If it was a kidnapper, he should not have expected this step and deliberately gave this kind of information to mislead.

So it could only be Yan Yao, in order to mislead the kidnappers who chased her, or she was so seriously injured that she couldn't tell the direction in a delirious sense......

Zhuo Jin Xing didn't want it to be the kind of possibility that followed, but he was sure that it was Yan Yao, and she was still alive, which made him feel a little more settled.

Zhuo Jin Xing continued to look for the traces, and this time he found it quickly, because the next traces were all large patches, and there were also blood stains.

Zhuo Jinxing found one trace after another, passing through one broken leaf after another.

He has a habit of exercising, which is nothing to him, but the feeling of being full of hope is very tiring.

And in the end, after he had become accustomed to such exhaustion, he finally saw a familiar figure under a big tree.

The figure fell to the ground, half-kneeling, ragged and covered in blood, motionless, barely human.

But Zhuo Jin Xing was so excited when he saw this figure, he stood in place and didn't dare to step forward, his heartbeat broke through his usual frequency, and he almost rushed out of his heart at once.

Zhuo Jinxing walked over step by step, squatted down, turned over Yan Yao's body, looked at the injury on her forehead, looked at the blood on her face, and paused for a long time.

Then, he reached out and put his hand under the tip of her nose.

A second passed, the restless heart was lifted again, and another second, a faint breath swept through the fingertips.

Zhuo Jinxing no longer hesitated, and picked up Yan Yao.

As long as the person is alive, that's enough.

Zhuo Jinxing walked quickly with Yan Yao in his arms, and just wanted to hurry down the mountain to send Yan Yao to the hospital.

On the way, he didn't forget that the kidnappers were very likely to be nearby, and he didn't take the threat of the kidnappers to heart when he was looking for Yan Yao alone, but now with a Yan Yao, he had to be vigilant.

Because Yan Yao was in a coma and had no ability to protect himself at all, he did not have 100% confidence to ensure that he could subdue the kidnappers before they caused further harm to Yan Yao.

Although he really wanted to face the kidnappers head-on, let Yan Yao's injuries be replicated on him one by one.