Chapter 143 Fu Lilian's Experience

She took a deep breath, seemingly to calm herself: "Later... it seems there was a very intense conflict within them, arguments, even physical altercations... fewer people were guarding me, and they became more lax... I took advantage of their confusion, pried open the window, and escaped..."

"After that... I just kept running and hiding... I dared not walk on main roads, dared not stay in hotels, dared not contact anyone... I hid under bridges, in abandoned houses..." Her voice choked with sobs, "I bumped into you then, in that park, but I dared not acknowledge you, because I noticed you were very close to someone from that organization! I hadn't drunk water or eaten for two days... When I got to that bridge, I felt... shortness of breath, my vision went black... and then I knew nothing more... I fainted on the roadside... that was a miracle... At that time, I really... really thought I was going to starve to death there..."

After saying all this, Fu Lilian seemed to have used up all her strength. She leaned back in her chair, her face showing not only the exhaustion of surviving a disaster, but also a touch of girlish delicacy that belonged to her age but had been hidden by her long escape, as well as an inescapable sense of weariness from being weathered by life.

Su Xiaonuan listened quietly, her heart filled with turmoil.

She felt heartbroken for Fu Lilian's ordeal, and at the same time, she felt a wave of fear.

Thankfully… thankfully, it was me who passed by that bridge and found her today. If Han Ming's people, or the group that kidnapped her, had found her first, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

However, one crucial question lingered in Su Xiaonuan's mind.

She hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "You just said that someone in the organization that kidnapped you is very familiar with me? And that there was internal conflict? Then... do you know someone named Han Ming? His hair is half pink and half black."

Upon hearing the name "Han Ming," Fu Lilian's body trembled almost imperceptibly, and a hint of fear and complex emotions flashed in her eyes.

She nodded, her voice lower: "Yes, it's him. You're very close to him, and I... I've seen him. Among those people... he seems to... hold a high position. When I escaped, I vaguely heard them arguing. It seemed... some people wanted to use me to threaten or exchange for something, but others, including that Han Ming, seemed... to have different ideas, wanting to directly... 'deal with' me to avoid future trouble..."

Su Xiaonuan's heart sank!

Han Ming knows about this!

Moreover, the faction he belonged to was actually a radical faction that advocated silencing Fu Lilian!

This seems to create a huge contradiction with Han Ming's previous attitude towards her, which was to try to "clean up" the internal situation and stick to his "original intentions"!

Does his so-called "purgation" also include silencing innocent people?

Or perhaps... the internal conflicts within "Crescent Moon" have become so intense and chaotic that even Han Ming cannot fully control them, and he himself is in danger?

Thinking of the apologetic and cautionary message Han Ming had sent earlier, and his mention that "we might not see him for the next few days"... a bad feeling rose in Su Xiaonuan's heart.

She immediately took out her phone, found Han Ming's WeChat, quickly edited a message and sent it:

[Su Xiaonuan: Han Ming, are you safe now?]

The message Su Xiaonuan sent to Han Ming had barely shown "delivered" when the chat box changed to "typing..." at the top, and then Han Ming's reply popped up:

[Han Ming: I'm fine, don't worry, wait for my message.]

The reply came quickly and in a fairly calm tone, which eased Su Xiaonuan's anxiety a little.

At least, Han Ming appears to be safe at this moment, and he seems to have a clear plan.

Just as she was about to put her phone down, the screen lit up again; this time it was a message from Lu Zheng.

Su Xiaonuan did not reply immediately, but first glanced at Fu Lilian, who was sitting opposite her, holding a water glass, and still looked somewhat listless.

She carefully considered her words, her fingertips rapidly tapping on the screen, first reporting the most important situation to Lu Zheng:

[Su Xiaonuan: Officer Lu, Fu Lilian has been found. She's currently at my house and safe, just a little weak. If it's convenient tomorrow, could you send someone to pick her up and take her to the police station for questioning?]

She paused, then concisely and clearly edited Fu Lilian's account of being intercepted by a disguised policeman, the internal conflicts within the Crescent Moon organization, and her near-death escape into text, and sent it over.

After the message was sent, the top of the chat box displayed "The other party is typing..." for a long time, as if Lu Zheng was processing the sudden message or carefully considering his words.

After a long while, his reply appeared, and it was only a short one:

[Lu Zheng: Okay.]

Then he asked again:

[Lu Zheng: Are you free now?]

Su Xiaonuan replied immediately this time:

[Su Xiaonuan: I'm free. Is there anything you want to talk about?]

Lu Zheng didn't type anything; instead, he sent an encrypted file directly.

His next message arrived shortly after the file was received:

[Lu Zheng: We've been following this case for a long time, but the other side is very cunning, and we haven't found any key evidence or a breakthrough yet. We recently received a lead that their leader is a gourmand, especially fond of roast duck. So… I was wondering when you'd have time, and if you could… help us 'lure' him out?]

The message stopped there, as if Lu Zheng himself felt a little uncomfortable with his somewhat "unconventional" request.

Su Xiaonuan opened the file and quickly browsed through it.

The document contains detailed information about the organization.

This organization appears to be a charitable group promoting spiritual healing and mutual assistance, but in reality, it uses mind control and false advertising to charge members exorbitant "donations" and sell ineffective "energy products," making it a criminal syndicate that swindles money.

The victims were numerous, and many families were ruined, with some even breaking up their families.

Su Xiaonuan frowned as she looked at the tearful accusations of the victims in the documents and the sanctimonious photos of the organization's leader.

She was thinking about how to approach the organization in a natural, unsuspecting way and gain the trust of the leader who loved roast duck...

After about a minute or two, the chat box displayed "The other party is typing..." again at the top. Then, Lu Zheng seemed to realize that his previous words had been too direct and businesslike, sounding somewhat stiff, so he immediately sent another message:

[Lu Zheng: We will devise a meticulous plan and take full responsibility for your safety throughout the entire process. This operation... concerns the happiness and future of many families, and we hope... you can help us.]

The text conveys a rare tone, one that carries a sense of negotiation and even a touch of sincerity.