His eyes were bloodshot, like a trapped beast, exuding a dangerous aura.

Ethan didn't expect that when he went to the toilet, things would change so much.

He stared into Joe's eyes and said slowly:

"I don't know what happened to you, but you calm down first, and if you have any problems, we will help you."

Mary also stood up, and she said with a serious face:

"Joe, I believe what happened to you, a father's feelings for his daughter will not be fake, you need our help now."

Only then did Jo let go of his grip on the sheets, and he looked at Ethan and said sullenly:

"I'm sorry, but I can't get the police involved in this matter, my daughter is still in someone else's hands."

Ethan nodded, and pulled open his coat.

"I don't have a badge on me, and it's not my jurisdiction."

"I'm just a civilian now, if you're willing to tell me what you've been through, trust me, I can be of great help to you."

"Why should I trust you?" There was still wariness in Joe's eyes.

Ethan said categorically, "You can trust me, because you saved me yesterday and I owe you." ”

Joe looked at him for a moment with a complicated face, leaned against the wall, and said what had happened to him.

Twenty years ago, on the night of his daughter's birthday, he was entrusted by his boss to receive a major customer of a company, and he had a violent argument with his wife over this.

However, during dinner, Joe was bored and drunk, and when the client went to the bathroom, he made fun of the client's wife.

As a result, he was humiliated in public, he knew that he had messed things up, and after that, it was probably difficult to keep his job, and in his frustration, he drank himself drunk.

After the drunken Joe leaves the hotel, he wants to go to Chuck's tavern to continue buying drunk, but Chucki turns him away and tells him to hurry home.

Just as he staggered away, his eyes were dark, and when he woke up, he found himself imprisoned.

Mary moved a chair and sat down, "Could it be your client?" ”

Joe shook his head and said, "I checked on the computer with Chuck last night, and the couple died in a plane crash a few years ago. ”

He looked out the window again, and said what had happened to him with a complicated expression.

During his time in captivity, Joe was confined to a small room, where he was provided with a regular meal every day.

Programs were also available on television, but other than that, no one communicated with him.

Through the TV news program, he painfully found out that his wife was by a strong woman and brutally tortured and killed.

And according to the news broadcast, because there was his own blood and hair at the scene, the murderer turned out to be himself.

And the three-year-old daughter was also adopted, and the person who imprisoned him seemed to have a bad taste, constantly broadcasting on television about her girl's subsequent adoption.

Because of himself, his wife was killed by her daughter, her daughter was bumpy, and Joe began to drink like crazy.

In his endless captivity, Joe had a nervous breakdown and self-defeating, but was rescued by his captive.

In Hell, he can only put all his spirit on his daughter Mia, and at his request, Joe gets some letter paper from his captive people.

In the past ten years, he insisted on writing letters to his daughter that he could not send.

He quit drinking, worked out, and vowed to take revenge for everything he had been through.

Every day, he used his fingernails to dig through the cracks in the wall of the bathroom, and with years of hard work, the wall tiles were buckled off by him, and the hole in the wall widened.

When he was ready to flee, he was stunned by the white smoke that came out of the room.

When he woke up, he was found in a large suitcase on the lawn.

He was dressed in a black suit, some cash and a cell phone.

There is also a white pillowcase containing letters that he has written to his daughter in the past ten years.

"Dude, I have to say, you've really been played badly enough." Ethan clasped his hands to his chest and looked at the poor man.

"Do you believe what I say?" Joe's eyes rolled a little.

"I believe it." Ethan nodded, "I'm sure you've been locked up for a long time, and I've been through this. ”

Ethan thought of Blake, of her father, who had the same emotions as Joe at the time.

"Whoever did these things, this person must hate you to the core, and death can't satisfy that hatred."

Ethan lit a cigarette and said to Joe.

Mary was also staring against the shelves, and Joe was imprisoned, and there was no way to see her daughter.

And her father died early, which is the other extreme.

She sighed, reached out and snatched Ethan's cigarette from her mouth, put it in her mouth, and asked.

"Do you have any clues about this person?"

Joe gritted his teeth and said, "In the past twenty years, I have thought about it over and over again, and I have never been able to think of what I have done that deserves to go to hell, to go through all this.

Then he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Ethan, "Here's my list, and I've put in it all the people who might have done this kind of thing to me." ”

Ethan re-lit a cigarette for himself and took the paper, on which most of the names had been crossed out.

Joe said in a low voice: "The ones crossed out are those that I and Citch checked on the computer last night, and there are no suspicious people." ”

Ethan handed him the paper back in his hand, "Where's the phone?" ”

"I remember you just mentioned a cell phone, and the person who let you go, I don't think you will be given a cell phone for no reason."

Joe pulled his phone out of his pocket, "That guy called me last night, and this neurotic made me look at everything I've ever done in my life until he contacted me again. ”

"So you should understand why I can't get the police involved, now that person knows very well what happened to my daughter and knows my situation."

"Where's the number on it?" Ethan hurriedly asked.

"The number is blocked." Joe shook his head helplessly, "I need to find this person, I need to get my daughter back." ”

Mary frowned and said, "If you find your daughter first." ”

Joe clutched her head in pain, "There is no clue, and in her heart, I will always be the murderer of her mother, and I need to prove my innocence." ”

"Don't worry, I'll help you, as a civilian." Ethan held out his hand to Joe.

Mary also stretched out her hand, "Don't forget that there is me, you must find out this perversion." ”

Joe looked up, his eyes red, and the hands of the three men clenched together.

"What should we do next?"

Mary bit her lip and looked at Ethan, it was the first time she had experienced something like this.

Ethan pondered for a while, then spoke:

"Next, let's start with a phone call."

(End of chapter)