Chapter 294 The Same Death Countdown
The moment the box landed, the eagle took off again, flapping its wings and disappearing into the clouds.
The bodyguards fired a flurry of shots at it, but it remained unharmed, clearly having undergone special training.
Nanchuan Night Owl's pet...
Ning Fengsheng opened the box and found only a miniature player.
After booting up, a video file popped up on the screen——
In the center of the picture, a man is chained to a cross in a cemetery.
His exposed chest and arms were covered with all kinds of shocking scars—burn marks, cuts deep enough to see the bone, and large bruises...
His wrists and ankles were tied to the crossbar with iron chains, which cut deep into his flesh.
It’s Nanchuan Spyker!
Ning Fengsheng's heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain was so severe that she could hardly breathe!
Tears suddenly burst out without warning, blurring my vision.
The mini player made a "hissing" sound.
"Miss Si, did you see that? My brother is like this, it's really...heartbreaking."
"Where is he now?! Did Master Nanchuan do it?"
"Shh—don't get excited. My brother is very tough, he won't die anytime soon. But..." He paused deliberately, as if savoring Ning Fengsheng's fear, "It's hard to say if it takes too long. You know, the old man doesn't have a good patience."
Ning Fengsheng's heart sank into a cold abyss: "What do you want?"
A low laugh came from the other end, like a whisper between lovers, but with a biting chill.
"It's very simple... If you want to save him, then find a way to get out of Nanchuan Prefecture yourself."
The signal light went out instantly.
The sound of the Nanchuan Night Owl disappeared.
The room fell into deathly silence. Only on the screen of the player was the image of Nanchuan Shijue tied to a cross and dying, burning Ning Fengsheng's eyes like the cruelest brand.
She looked out the window and saw the bodyguards still standing at the door like statues, like a solid wall, impenetrable.
In the corridor, the regular sound of patrolling bodyguards' footsteps rang out, like a countdown to death.
She thought for a long time, her eyes fixed on the shadowy area below the terrace, near the west wing of the main building.
There was a narrow maintenance passage entrance to the underground wine cellar, cleverly hidden by a clump of tall, geometrically trimmed holly bushes.
It seems... worth a try?
…
Half an hour later, Ning Fengsheng pushed open the secret door disguised as a rock, and fresh air rushed in.
It was dark, with mottled shadows from the trees.
This is the back mountain of Nanchuan Prefecture...
Ning Fengsheng identified the direction and ran down the mountain.
With every step she took, the image of Nanchuan Shijue in the video flashed through her mind. The scars on her face were like whips, lashing her whole body with pain.
Just as she ran to the entrance of the forest, a dazzling headlight shone over her.
Ning Fengsheng squinted his eyes and looked towards the light source——
A sports car pulled up in front of her, its windows rolled down.
Seeing Ning Fengsheng's embarrassed look, he raised an eyebrow, his charming face expressionless: "Faster than I thought."
Ning Fengsheng clenched his fists: "Have you been waiting here for a long time?"
It seems that Beta was hovering high in the sky, monitoring her movements...
"Are you plotting against me?"
"If I hadn't planned to plot against you, how could I have asked you to come out and rescue my brother?" Nanchuan Yexiao smiled faintly, "Don't be nervous, we have to cooperate. You can't even get close to the old man by yourself."
Ning Fengsheng looked at this always cynical man, but the joking tone in his eyes was gone.
Although Nanchuan Night Owl and his brother are not on good terms, he will never really harm Nanchuan Spyker——
"How do you want to cooperate?"
"Get in the car first. I know where the old man is and his weaknesses."
"How can I help?"
"Just look at Miss Si's face." Nanchuan Yexiao stared deeply at her face, examining it, "It's so similar... It's exactly the same."
“…”
"I just found out that Ning Fengsheng actually has a twin sister. My brother hid it really well."
Ning Fengsheng hesitated for a few seconds, then bent down and got into the car.
There was a file bag on the back seat, which contained her personal information...
It seems that he has investigated "Si Yin" thoroughly.
The moment the sports car started, she looked back in the direction of Nanchuan Prefecture.
The brightly lit manor looked like a sleeping beast.
She didn't know how many dangers lay ahead, nor how credible Nanchuan Yexiao's words were. But she had no choice.
Nanchuan Shijue, I didn’t listen to you and ran away. I came to save you... Wait for me.
Outside the car window, trees were rapidly receding and the wind was howling.
"I thought my brother was so affectionate, but it turns out he's just this bad. He'll take anyone who looks just like him." Nanchuan Yexiao got into the driver's seat and sneered, "Ms. Si, you should know that you're just a stand-in, right?"
Ning Fengsheng pretended to be nonchalant: "So what? I don't care."
"I care," Nanchuan Yexiao narrowed his eyes and stared at her through the rearview mirror, "If my brother is not so devoted, he doesn't deserve Shengsheng."
Ning Fengsheng felt nauseous. Was it him who called him "Shengsheng"?
"From now on, Shengsheng belongs to me." Nanchuan Yexiao held the steering wheel with one hand and put on a mask with the other.
Ning Fengsheng frowned: "What do you mean? Miss Ning is in your hands?"
"Not here yet," Nanchuan Yexiao said with a wicked smile, pressing a button. A cloud of white mist blew out from the air conditioning vents in the back seat. "But I can use you to exchange her from the old man..."
"Aren't you going to save the Nanchuan nobleman?!" Alarm bells were ringing in Ning Fengsheng's mind.
"He can't die. The old man won't kill him... But Shengsheng, the old man has murderous intentions. I have to switch you guys before that happens..."
Ning Fengsheng wanted to say something, but he inhaled the smoke and only heard the sound of the Nanchuan Night Owl floating from far away...
"Ms. Si, being Shengsheng's scapegoat is your fate..."
…
In the underground warehouse, the air was fishy and sticky, and every breath felt like swallowing mud.
The only source of light comes from the dim sunlight that leaks through the cracks in the rusty pipes high up and is diluted by sewage.
Tick, tick, tick...
The sound of the explosion countdown is ringing.
Ning Fengsheng's wrists and ankles were rubbed painfully by the rough chains.
She tilted her head slightly, and with difficulty looked over her shoulder at the person next to her who was almost her reflection - the vegetative "Ning Fengsheng".
She was also chained to a cast iron chair, her head drooping limply to her chest, her long black hair covering most of her face, leaving only a hint of bloodied lips and tightly closed eyelids visible.
On their chests, two countdown devices were beating in sync with a breathtaking rhythm: 00:04:37.
Same face, same posture, same countdown to death.
What’s going on? Didn’t Nanchuan Night Owl say he wanted to switch them?
Why were they arrested together?!
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