She wiped the cold sweat on her palm, tore open a hole, and a photo of a child fell out.

It looks like he's just over a year old.

If you look closely, it is actually a little similar to Gu Tingshi.

"Kid?"

Qiao Jing was a little uneasy, and took out an A4 piece of paper from it, on which was written a line of words: Your son is not dead, if you want to know the truth back then, come to the Chengdong warehouse alone. Only give you an hour to get out of date.

The deadline was marked at the end of the check-in place, and Qiao Jing glanced at her watch and started the car directly in the direction of the east of the city.

Her mind was now full of news that the child was still alive, her hands holding the photo were shaking, and tears kept rolling in her eyes, blurring her vision.

The agreed time was too tight, and she didn't have time to call the police. Although she knew that there would likely be a trap here, she still drilled into it with all her enthusiasm.

As long as she can see her child and be sure that it is her child, she will die, and she will have no regrets.

Qiao Jing pursed her lips slightly, increased the throttle, and it took more than half an hour to arrive at the Chengdong warehouse.

It used to be a cement processing plant, but it has been idle since the relocation of the cement plant a few years ago.

There was nothing but a few buildings that barely managed to become houses.

Qiao Jingwei cautiously got out of the car, turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone, picked up a wooden stick from the ground by the faint light, and walked inside while paying attention to the movements around her.

As soon as she pushed open the old door, a bright light shone directly into her eyes. She subconsciously tilted her face to the side, and the sound of breaking wind suddenly came from behind her ears.

Qiao Jing leaned to the side, grabbed the arm of the person behind him, and threw the other party to the ground with an over-the-shoulder fall.

Before the other party could get up, he stepped on the man's abdomen and waved his stick to beckon to the man.

"Mom, save me, I'm afraid, I'm so scared-"

The child's immature cry suddenly sounded, bringing bursts of echoes.

Qiao Jing's heart trembled slightly, her movements suddenly paused, and she looked around with a frightened expression.

The man she trampled on grabbed her leg and threw it to the side.

Qiao Jing twitched the corners of her mouth in slight pain, and she could only slam on the ground, and the wooden stick in her hand fell to the ground with a bang.

"Die!"

The man gritted his teeth and cursed, clenched his fist and slammed it into her face.

Qiao Jingwei, out of instinct, immediately tilted her head to the side, and her fist grazed her ear and smashed to the ground, making a muffled sound.

She took the opportunity to grab the man's arm and fold it hard, and with a "click", the man's shoulder was directly removed.

"Ahh

The man let out a ghostly wolf howl, and in anger, he took a dagger out of his trouser pocket and stabbed her.

She endured the pain, flipped him to the ground, and staggered to his feet with a blood-stained dagger: "Who else, come out!"

Before the words fell, a bright light suddenly emitted from the top of his head, illuminating the entire warehouse, and several figures turned over from the second floor.

The moment I looked up, I saw an iron cage hanging from the ceiling, and a small child was locked inside.

"Mommy, mommy help me, save me—"

The child was so frightened that he moved back and forth, and the cage swayed from side to side, looking like it was about to fall off from it every minute.

Qiao Jingwei was frightened, and tears fell: "Don't move, my mother will go up to save you in a while, don't move, okay?"

"Mom—"

The child's heart-rending cry made her dizzy and unsteady on her feet.

The people who jumped down from the stairs all looked murderous and rushed towards her together.

Qiao Jing gritted her teeth slightly and insisted on meeting it, only attacking but not defending the whole process, and the move was fatal.

Finally, she dragged her mangled body and climbed up to the second floor step by step, holding on to the railing, her eyes fixed on the cage hanging in the air.

Qiao Jingwei's lips opened and closed, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Son, son...... You wait, mom will come to save you, good, don't move. ”

As she walked over, the child's crying became even more poignant.

She quickly wiped her face with her hands and wiped the blood on her face.

It must have scared the kid just now.

This is their first time meeting and it is important to make a good impression on him.

Qiao Jing forced a slight smile and carefully lowered the cage. Picking up a brick on the ground, he chiseled the lock open little by little, opened the cage door and stretched out his arm to the child.

"Come, come to Mommy, Mommy hug. ”

The child timidly wiped a handful of tears and shrunk tightly.

Under the light, the child looked exactly the same as Gu Tingshi, it was simply carved out of a mold. Especially those eyes, crystal clear, like Gu Tingshi when he was a child.

Qiao Jingwei's heart suddenly became extremely soft, took the child out, and gently stroked his cheek: "Be good, don't be afraid, the bad guys have been beaten away, mother protects you." ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, I'm not a bad person, don't be afraid. ”

Qiao Jing rubbed forward slightly and hugged the child's waist.

When I got up, I suddenly felt a tingling pain in my chest. She looked at the child in disbelief, her gaze involuntarily falling on his little hand.

I saw that he was holding a delicately crafted fruit knife in his hand, and with a force on his wrist, the blade was all submerged into her body, facing the heart.

Qiao Jing snorted in pain, watching the oozing blood stain the child's little hands red.

But he looked at her with his head sideways and looked at her innocently, blinked, and grinned: "Does Auntie hurt?"

Aunt...... Does it hurt?

These four big words hit Qiao Jingwei's heart hard, her body shook, and she fell straight to the ground: "Who are you?"

He clearly looked so similar to Gu Ting, and he cried heartbreakingly just now. Why, why did you stab yourself with a knife in the blink of an eye?

How could a child as young as him do such a cruel thing!

Qiao Jing's heart was slightly broken, and she watched the child stand up, and ran behind her with open arms: "Mommy hug." ”

Only then did she see a woman in a black robe approaching, with a wide hood covering most of her face, and her facial features were not real.

"Good, you go down to play first, and Mommy will go over to accompany you in a while. Okay?"

"Good. ”

The child walked farther and farther with his two calves, and Qiao Jingwei felt that her chest was so tight that she couldn't breathe.

Who would have thought that the child she worked so hard to save would actually kill her with her backhand.

Is there a more ridiculous joke in this world?

She laughed angrily and struggled to her feet.

The woman in the black robe approached slowly, her lips hooked, and she took off her hood directly, and a pale and familiar face appeared in front of her.

"Sun Ruqin?" Qiao Jing's pupils shrank slightly, "You're not dead?"