Chapter 62 Counterattack: "This time I don't need to wait for someone to save me."

Jiang Yan felt a chill run down her spine, her ominous premonition growing stronger: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Of course I'll ruin you, so Qin Lan won't like you anymore," Liang Jin's face twisted into a ferocious expression. "How dare you date her behind my back!"

Jiang Yan's mind was buzzing. While thinking of a solution, she replied, "Do I need your permission to date whomever I want?"

"Of course! What kind of good person do you think you can find? How can you date without your parents' permission? And with a woman no less! Aren't you disgusted! What kind of person is Qin Lan? You know perfectly well that her family is the culprit who killed your mother, yet you still dared to associate with her and even film those disgusting scenes with her, you..."

Jiang Yan angrily said, "The Qin family has absolutely nothing to do with my mother's death! Why have you refused to face the facts all these years? You are clearly the murderer who killed my mother!"

"Shut up!"

Liang Jin slapped her, furious: "Nonsense! Nonsense!"

Jiang Yan turned her head and glared at him fiercely: "Oh, getting impatient? Did I hit a sore spot?"

Liang Jin raised his hand to slap her again, but this time Jiang Yan ducked and dodged, causing Liang Jin to stumble.

Jiang Yan suddenly jumped up and landed on him, the chair leg slamming hard into the back of his hand.

Liang Jin let out a scream, and Jiang Yan immediately stood up to hit him with the chair again. She knew that she couldn't hold Liang Jin down with her weight and strength, and the previous blow had also torn her wrist bright red.

She endured the pain and forcefully lifted the chair. But Liang Jin also dodged, quickly retreating five or six steps to a safe distance.

Jiang Yan gripped the chair with her left hand to lighten the load, and slowly approached him. She kept silently telling herself, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't back down, don't show weakness..."

Liang Jin shivered as he looked into her cold eyes, then belatedly remembered something and pulled a shiny silver object out of his pocket.

"stop!"

Jiang Yan paused, then slowly came to a stop.

What a good father! Not only did he tie her up, but he also carried a knife with him at all times.

Although she stood still, she still held the chair in case he suddenly stabbed her.

Liang Jin breathed a sigh of relief. His glasses were broken, and the temples were hanging awkwardly from his ears. "Put the chair down!"

Jiang Yan: "Are you dreaming?"

Liang Jin sneered: "Then let's see if you can drag it faster or my knife can!"

Jiang Yan pondered for a moment, then gently put the chair down.

"Sit down," Liang Jin said again.

Jiang Yan slowly sat down, her heart pounding uncontrollably, and cold sweat pouring out of her head.

Only then did she realize that her calves were trembling, making the chair shake slightly. She clenched her fists tightly, but couldn't stop, and even her palms were drenched in sweat.

From standing to sitting, her imposing presence diminished considerably. Now that Liang Jin had pulled out a knife, her fear intensified.

Liang Jin showed no inclination to step forward, but instead took out her phone and fiddled with it: "Take off your shirt."

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised her voice: "Are you crazy??? Do you even remember that you're related to me by blood?!"

Liang Jin roared, "Take it off!"

"Are you crazy!" Jiang Yan shouted, thinking Liang Jin might be suffering from a mental illness. "What exactly do you want to do!"

"What would I do?" Liang Jin sneered. "Of course, I'd let your little girlfriend see you. If the whole country saw you, do you think she'd think you were disgusting?"

Jiang Yan was completely stunned, a chill creeping up her spine. She suddenly felt cold and said in a trembling voice, "So...you want to record this?"

"Long hair means no sense of propriety." Liang Jin shook her head: "This is the era of live streaming."

Jiang Yan no longer cared about his sexism; she was now filled with chills and whispered, "You're really crazy. No wonder my mother wanted to jump off the building; you're the murderer."

Enraged once again, Liang Jin brandished her knife and roared, "Don't talk nonsense! Take off your clothes!"

Jiang Yan said numbly, "Do you still remember that we have a biological father-daughter relationship?"

Liang Jin waved the knife dismissively: "You're right, so you don't need to take your whole body off, just a little bit will do. Once your reputation is ruined, how could a rich girl like Qin Lan still like you?"

Jiang Yan desperately stalled for time: "You are absolutely disgusting and unreasonable, you..."

Liang Jin saw through it again: "Don't try to play tricks on your father. I've sweated more than you've eaten rice. Take off your coat right now!"

Jiang Yan: "My right hand is locked to the chair, how am I supposed to take it off!"

A cold laugh gleamed behind the shattered glasses: "Won't it slip off your wrist?"

Jiang Yan was at her wit's end. She slowly stretched out her left hand and shook it twice, as if she wanted to shake off her sleeve.

Liang Jin kept a close eye on her movements, but Jiang Yan had difficulty moving with one hand, so she had to use her body to exert force as well. Just then, her body covered her wrist, and she immediately lifted the chair back up!

Liang Jin reacted quickly and came forward.

Jiang Yan immediately took a step to the left front. Liang Jin was left-handed; she gripped the chair with her right hand to block his position, while her left hand shoved his shoulder forcefully.

Liang Jin lost her balance and moved a little slower. She subconsciously swung the dagger and followed her around half a circle.

Jiang Yan kept using the chair to block his knife, parrying while simultaneously crouching down and sweeping her leg, then kicking his knee hard with her right foot.

Ye Wei particularly liked to attack the lower body. She taught Jiang Yan how to find the best point of force to trip up a strong man.

Jiang Yan couldn't trip over the strong man, but she could easily overturn Liang Jin, who was over fifty and still lacked exercise, with speed, precision, and all her might! Liang Jin fell to the ground!

Jiang Yan immediately picked up a chair to block the knife he was stabbing at, and kicked her phone against the wall.

Liang Jin roared in fury and slashed her leg with a knife.

Jiang Yan winced in pain and slammed the object down hard again.

The chair, with two broken legs, dangled precariously from her hands. Blood gushed from her right wrist, and Liang Jin coughed up blood as she wildly swung the knife, slashing at her leg.

She felt as if her artery had been cut, and blood was gushing out.

"Be careful when you encounter an enemy with a knife. Don't panic and stay calm. If you can escape, do so. If you can't escape, you can surrender and try to disarm him as soon as possible."

Qin Lan's voice echoed in her mind.

"But everything depends on the specific circumstances. In actual combat, it's important to remain calm and clear-headed," she added.

Jiang Yan viciously picked up a chair and smashed it down on his head.

Liang Jin didn't utter a sound before a chair leg was shoved into his mouth, and a shattered pair of glasses blinded his right eye.

Blood gushed from Jiang Yan's calf, and the rapid blood loss began to make her dizzy, but fortunately, her rapidly rising adrenaline kept her going. She picked up the chair again and slammed it down on his head with all her might. The chair suddenly shattered in mid-air, and she was left with only a wooden stick in her hand, which she used to strike Liang Jin hard on the bridge of his nose.

He fainted, and the knife in his hand stopped swinging.

Jiang Yan bent down shakily, took the knife from his hand, and then used a wooden stick to strike Liang Jin's head repeatedly until she felt that he would not wake up for a while before she stopped.

She steadied her wrist and made a sharp cut on his foot, severing his Achilles tendon.

I am grateful to my sketching teacher for teaching me human anatomy.

After completing this step, she could barely stand and stumbled to the ground. This time, she had to take off her coat; her right leg was badly injured.

She pulled the last broken wooden strip off the handcuffs and tried to tear her clothes with trembling hands. She tried several times but couldn't tear them, and she broke out in a sweat. Just as she was feeling dizzy, she saw a knife at her feet.

Jiang Yan started cursing herself for being stupid. She listlessly picked up a knife and cut her clothes into several pieces, wrapping them around her legs twice.

The blood was still flowing, but she didn't care about feeling nauseous. She took off Liang Jin's clothes and wrapped them around herself.

Her wrist was throbbing with pain, but she forced herself to move to the wall and try to turn on Liang Jin's phone.

This piece of junk fell against the wall, the screen is now scratched and hard to see, and it doesn't seem to be able to start properly.

After struggling for a while, her phone finally lit up. She forced herself to dial the emergency number: "I need to call the police, come quick, I'm hanging up now."

The screen turned off automatically right after I said that.

Jiang Yan cursed, threw down her phone, and fainted due to excessive blood loss.

When she woke up again, she heard the warehouse door being pounded on wildly.

Immediately afterwards, the window opposite hers exploded.

Jiang Yan climbed back, grabbed the only knife, and stared warily at the hole.

Two seconds later, a pair of hands grabbed the window frame, and the body flipped over, landing nimbly.

Jiang Yantou felt dizzy for a while, but her nerves suddenly relaxed.

After a long period of tension, Qin Lan finally saw Jiang Yan. The person was covered in blood, but there was no violent scene as she had imagined. Instead, the kidnapper lay unconscious to one side, while Jiang Yan held a bright red fruit knife in her hand, putting on a defensive stance with all her might.

This scene was so moving that she felt her love growing wildly.

Before Jiang Yan collapsed, she only said one sentence: "This time, I don't need to wait for someone to save me."

When Qin Lan picked her up, she was still gripping the knife tightly in her hand.

The door was finally forced open. She carried Jiang Yan out, saying sincerely, "You're amazing, so incredible, you successfully saved yourself."

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The incident was extremely serious; both individuals were found barely clinging to life, and the police immediately launched an investigation.

Liang Jin remained unconscious, so the police had to question Jiang Yan first.

It took Jiang Yan about five minutes to focus her eyes after she opened them.

Qin Lan's head was right in the center of his field of vision: "Well? Do you still remember who I am? What is 11?"

Jiang Yan looked at her for a while, then asked weakly, "The human world?"

"It's probably cognitive impairment. Doctor! Doctor!"

The doctor rushed over: "Awake?"

Qin Lan pointed at her: "I asked her a question and she didn't answer. It's like she thinks she's in the underworld!"

The doctor immediately leaned closer to Jiang Yan: "Tell me, who are you?"

Jiang Yan slowly moved her eyes to the side: "Her ambiguous relationship."

doctor:"?"

Qin Lan: "???"

She was so angry she wanted to yell, "Are you playing me? Keep pretending! I'll keep pretending until you die!"

Jiang Yan laughed weakly, her eyes rolling pitifully: "One plus one equals two. I didn't hurt my brain, but Liang Jin might be going to develop Alzheimer's prematurely."

Qin Lan asked, "Do you feel clear-headed now?"

Jiang Yan couldn't nod, so she blinked and said, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid."

"Who cares if you're stupid or not?" Qin Lan muttered. "Then I'll call the police to take your statement later. While you can still remember some details, can you manage?"

"Okay," Jiang Yan said. "Are you going to wait for me outside?"

Qin Lan paused, then gently touched her cheek in a comforting manner.

"It'll only be a moment, don't worry. I asked a lawyer, and if the other party is holding a knife, even if you kill him, it's generally considered self-defense."

She gently stroked the wound on Jiang Yan's wrist with her fingertips, a hint of heartache appearing in her eyes: "Don't be afraid, it's alright, I'll get you the best lawyer."

Jiang Yan's eyes traced her fingertips, and Qin Lan couldn't help but stroke her eyelashes.

Jiang Yan winked at her fingertips.

Qin Lan's heart softened, and she slowly withdrew her hand: "Is anything bothering you?"

Jiang Yan sobbed softly, "It hurts."

Qin Lan hesitated: "Then I'll tell them to wait a while before asking again."

"No, let's do it now. Asking sooner will allow us to rest sooner."

Qin Lan asked again, still concerned, "Has it left any psychological trauma?"

Jiang Yan smiled: "Do you think I'm that fragile?"

“That’s your biological father… When you were brought in, you were covered in blood and they tried to save you for a long time.”

You have no idea how anxious I was.

Jiang Yan slowly shook her head: "It's okay, I broke off all ties with him a long time ago, so I'm not too surprised if he does something."

"Although the warehouse is a closed environment, there was light coming in, so I wasn't very scared."

"I underestimated you." Qin Lan's eyes showed admiration: "Teacher Jiang has a good mental fortitude."

After confirming that Jiang Yan was conscious, the police proposed to conduct an investigation.

Since Jiang Yan was unable to get up, the police entered the ward and sat in front of her bed to conduct questioning.

"Hello Ms. Jiang, we are police officers from XX unit. We are now questioning you in accordance with the law. Please answer truthfully. Please tell us your name, age, occupation, and your relationship with Mr. Liang."

Jiang Yan took a deep breath: "Jiang Yan, 25 years old, actress, Liang Jin is my biological father."

The policewoman glanced at her: "Next, we need to question Mr. Liang about the details of his crime. Given the severity of your injuries and the potential for significant psychological trauma, you can stop immediately if you feel uncomfortable."

Jiang Yan hummed in agreement and calmly asked, "May I ask?"

"Based on the evidence examination, you met your father at home. What did he do after you met?"

Jiang Yan recalled for a moment: "Back then, my bodyguard Ye Wei and I—oh right, I don't know if you've found her yet—we weren't locked up together..."

"We've found her," the policewoman said. "Ms. Ye suffered a severe blow to the head, but there are no other wounds."

"That's good."

Jiang Yan described the process of finding Ye Wei unconscious: "Then he rushed out of the bathroom. The space was small and I couldn't dodge in time. He knocked me unconscious with a stick. When I woke up, I was in the warehouse."

The police nodded. According to the surveillance footage, Liang Jin drove away in a used car shortly after Jiang Yan and Ye Wei entered the house. Due to the angle, the footage of him lifting Jiang Yan into the car was not captured, but it can be determined that he eventually stopped near the warehouse.

"That means you were forced to come to the warehouse while unconscious."

"right."

What were your father's reasons for doing this?

"We hate each other more."

Jiang Yan said, "I broke off my relationship with him when I was a senior in college. My aunt had some conflicts with his company, and he once called me, hoping that I could persuade my aunt to give up, but I refused."

"Who is your aunt?"

"Jiang Yao is from Beijing and is the current chairperson of the Jiang Group. I take my mother's surname."

The police noted: "We found a fruit knife at the scene, and it had both of your fingerprints on it..."

“The knife is his; you can check his purchase records. After I knocked him down, I lost too much blood and had no strength in my hands. To bandage the wound, I used the knife to cut my clothes.”

"We will collect evidence. Please describe in detail what happened in the warehouse, and we will guide you as appropriate."

“After I woke up, I tried to escape, but Liang Jin appeared quickly… We started talking… He was very agitated and took out his phone, claiming that he was going to do an indecent live stream.”

The two policemen stopped writing and looked up: "Is there any evidence to prove what you said?"

“No.” Jiang Yan thought for a moment: “But you can check if the phone can be restored. That should prove that he tried to use the live streaming software.”

"Okay, did he express any intention to do an indecent live stream?"

“He wanted to ruin me because of my celebrity status,” Jiang Yan said. “This also involves another past incident. He hoped to use this to destroy my relationship with Qin Lan, the one who was there as a caregiver.”

What is your relationship with Ms. Qin?

“It’s an ex-girlfriend relationship, and we’re currently in an ambiguous phase,” Jiang Yan said calmly. “But Liang Jin may have visited our filming location. You can check his schedule, because he seems to mistakenly believe we’re still dating.”

"Please describe your process of resistance."

“I knocked him down with a wooden chair and then hit him on the head…”

"Was he still holding the knife when you hit him? How many times did you hit him? Was he still holding the knife after the last hit?"

"Yes, he kept cutting my calves with a knife. I can't remember how many times he hit me. The chair was handcuffed to my right hand, so it was very difficult for me to hit him."

Jiang Yan thought for a moment with difficulty: "He was still holding the knife after he passed out. I took the knife from his hand after I put down the chair. At that time, I was already showing signs of dizziness due to excessive blood loss. In order to prevent him from waking up and continuing to assault me ​​while I was unable to resist, I continued to hit his head and cut his Achilles tendon..."

Out of concern for "psychological trauma," the police ended the investigation.

Qin Lan came in to keep her company, and Jiang Yan quickly fell asleep again.

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Ever since watching W: Two Worlds, I've been afraid to write villains that are too terrifying, lest one day they crawl out of the screen and... those who have seen it know what I mean (shudders).