Chapter 226 The Kidnapped Person "Where...is this?..."
"Where...is this?" A girl woke up from her coma.
The first thing she felt was her hands and feet being bound, followed by the pitch-black environment, and then her rapidly beating heart.
"Is...is anyone there?" She swallowed hard and asked in a trembling voice.
After waiting for a while, a gust of wind swept by, but still no one answered her.
She sobbed softly, curled up slightly, and then tried to sit up.
"Stop crying, no one is coming to save us." Just as she blinked, trying to see her surroundings in the darkness, she heard a voice from not far away.
"Who!" The girl was startled, her voice trembling with tears.
"Snap!" A crisp sound rang out.
Then, a faint light appeared not far to her side.
That was a lighter.
Behind the light was a boy who was no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.
The boy was extremely handsome, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his white shirt was filthy and wrinkled, clinging to his thin body.
His face was extremely indifferent, and his eyes were also calm, as if he had no fear of his surroundings.
Seeing his reaction, the girl breathed a sigh of relief and quickly introduced herself: "My name is Wanlan, I am a second-year student at Qinglan High School in Linming City, and I am fifteen years old this year."
The boy didn't reply to her directly. Instead, he glanced to the side before coldly replying, "Mingfan, a freshman at Lanshan University in Linming City, is sixteen years old this year."
“An Yue, a sophomore at Xingnian University in Xingnian City, is twenty years old this year.” A female voice came from the side.
Wanlan shuddered before turning her gaze in that direction.
Mingfan shone the lighter to the side and saw a girl with delicate features.
Her ponytail was a little messy, and her sportswear was covered in dirt.
"Are there only three of us?" Wanlan asked curiously.
Mingfan didn't reply to her; he simply turned off the lighter.
An Yue replied with a smile, "Yes, currently, it's just the three of us here."
"Where exactly is this place?" Wanlan asked, pursing her lips.
An Yue shook his head, then thought that the other party probably couldn't see his movements in the dark environment, so he said again, "I don't know for now. We woke up here."
"Let me untie the rope for you," An Yue said, groping his way over and carefully feeling her limbs.
Soon the ropes binding Wanlan's limbs were untied.
Wanlan first rubbed her wrists and ankles, then touched her waist, and couldn't help but exclaim, "My phone?!"
An Yue replied, "They should all have been confiscated."
Wanlan couldn't help but sigh: "What do we do now?"
An Yue's voice instantly lowered as well, becoming extremely soft, making the quiet room seem vast: "I don't know..."
Mingfan, who was standing next to him, suddenly said, "Some time ago, the police discovered that a group of cult members had sacrificed a group of missing people."
"How scary..." Wanlan murmured.
An Yue frowned: "What do you mean?"
Mingfan responded softly, "Yes, my uncle works in the criminal investigation team, so I knew about this."
"What do you mean..." Wanlan hesitated slightly before cautiously asking, "Could it be that we are also sacrifices?"
"Perhaps so, otherwise I really don't know what use it would be to capture us?" Mingfan said with a mocking smile.
An Yue couldn't help but joke, "Perhaps it's for extortion?"
Mingfan was speechless. Taking advantage of the darkness so the other person couldn't see his expression, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Perhaps because of her young age and naivety, Wanlan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Really? Kidnappings still happen?!"
An Yue was amused by her reaction and couldn't help but burst into laughter. It took him a while to calm down before he said with a smile, "Now who would dare to kidnap someone? One second you'd be kidnapped, and the next second a fortune teller would know it."
Wanlan pouted: "Fine, will the fortune teller find us too?"
An Yue paused, glanced at Ming Fan subconsciously, and then sighed softly, "I guess so..."
Wanlan perked up and couldn't help but say, "My fortune-telling level is four, let me do the reading."
"No!" An Yue quickly stopped her when he heard her say that.
Unfortunately, Wanlan was too quick; before she could even utter her objection, her fingers had already begun calculating.
"Pfft!" Wanlan clutched her chest and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Why are you in such a hurry, child!" An Yue quickly climbed a few steps to hug her and gently patted her chest.
"If we could have figured it out, we would have done it sooner." She sighed softly. "I don't know what kind of power is blocking everything out, but if we try to calculate it, we will suffer a backlash."
"What do we do now?" Wanlan had recovered by now, and she looked at An Yue with reliance in her eyes.
“Let’s wait…” An Yue replied helplessly.
Mingfan looked with concern at the only window in the room that offered a view of the outside, a tiny window no bigger than the palm of his hand.
He was the first to wake up, and An Yue woke up about two hours later.
During those two hours, several screams came from outside the small window.
The voice was neither human nor inhuman, but rather a mournful sound, as if it came from hell, the sound of a person squeezing out all the strength from their body with the power of their very soul.
Even though he always considered himself bold and calm, he was still frightened by the voice.
He didn't want to associate the voice with a human being, but his intuition told him that the voice was a human being, and an ordinary person like himself who had been captured.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Finally, through the small vent, one could see other scenery besides the starry sky.
It was a crescent moon, hanging obliquely in the sky.
Mingfan immediately calculated the time in his mind; it should be around 10 p.m.
He just stared at the moon, silently calculating his approximate location.
Before he could figure it out, he saw that black threads seemed to have grown out of the crescent moon.
And the thread was wriggling, constantly increasing in size and thickness...
Mingfan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but look away. Then, as if he had just realized something, he looked up again.
The black thread has disappeared...
He didn't think those black lines were his imagination; his heart pounded wildly, as if some kind of crisis was about to strike.
At this moment, Mingfan also noticed that the surroundings were eerily quiet, and even the faint chirping of insects had disappeared.
"Tap...tap...tap..." The sound of the wooden stick hitting the ground slowly approached from afar.
The tapping sounds gradually synchronized with Mingfan's heartbeat...
"Wh...what was that sound...?" Wanlan snuggled closer to An Yue, her voice extremely low.
"Click!" The sound of the door opening rang out.
A huge figure stood behind the door, the moonlight casting a faint outline of him behind him, but completely burying his face in darkness.
Wanlan timidly kept kicking her legs backward.
Although An Yue was also terrified, he still held her tightly and carefully shrank back, hoping to hide them in the darkness.
Mingfan swallowed, but still subconsciously moved a little closer to them, as if he wanted to protect them.
The shadowy figure took two more steps forward.
Only then did they realize that the so-called wooden stick hitting the ground was actually the leg of the person in front of them.
This person has one leg that is made entirely of a single wooden stick.
This is extremely strange in this day and age.
After all, in this era, technology has advanced to the point where installing a prosthesis is incredibly simple. Using wooden sticks to make prostheses is something that only appeared a long, long time ago.
But the person in front of me didn't have the slightest sense of antiquity; instead, he exuded an indescribable terror.
The man stepped onto those legs and then gently strolled into the room, completely immersing himself in the darkness.
He first glanced at Mingfan, who was standing in front of the girls, and then looked at the two girls.
Then he changed direction, intending to catch the girl behind him.
"Arrest me first!" Mingfan once again stood in front of the girls.
The man's gaze fell on Mingfan with an icy look, as if he were looking at a dead object, which made Mingfan tremble involuntarily.
An Yue looked at the young man in front of him, then at Wan Lan in his arms, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.
When she opened her eyes, the fear in them had vanished, replaced by unwavering determination.
An Yue gently helped Wan Lan to her feet and slowly stood up.
"Sister!" Wanlan seemed to sense her thoughts and couldn't help but pull her back.
An Yue patted her shoulder reassuringly.
After taking only a few steps forward, he gently pushed Mingfan, who was blocking their way, aside: "Good boy, this is something the older person should do."
"I'm a man!" Mingfan pressed down on An Yue's shoulder, trying to push her aside.
An Yue, however, pressed his hand down on him, looked at the boy who was half a head taller than him, and couldn't help but laugh and say, "You're a boy."
As she spoke, she pushed Mingfan to Wanlan's side.
"I'll go."
An Yue looked coldly at the men who came to arrest them.
The man had been watching their argument coldly from the sidelines, but when An Yue stepped forward, he didn't say anything.
He grabbed An Yue by the collar and dragged him outside.
"Stop!" Mingfan jumped up from the ground and quickly stepped forward to grab An Yue.
"Ah!" A flash of silver light, and Mingfan clutched his arm in pain and fell to the ground.
"What did you do?!" An Yue looked back in horror, then glared angrily at the man.
At that moment, the moonlight shone into the room, and the man was standing sideways, so his face was also illuminated by the moonlight, allowing the people in the room to see him clearly.
How can one describe this face? Ugliness seems insufficient to fully capture its ferocity, and terror seems inadequate to explain the intimidation it exudes.
evil……
This was the first word that flashed through the minds of the three people in the room after they saw the man's face.
It's hard to understand why they would use such a descriptive adjective to describe the appearance of a face.
But this was precisely the first impression this face gave them.
The moonlight vanished in an instant, but that face remains etched in everyone's heart.
In that instant of distraction, An Yue was dragged outside by this man.
"Sister An Yue!" Mingfan and Wanlan's voices were drowned out by the door, which was locked again.
An Yue was dragged into a long corridor by the man.
The corridor was lined with locked doors, and she could vaguely hear cries of pain and groans coming from behind some of them.
And so An Yue was thrown into a room at the very end.
The room was brightly lit, and when she closed her eyes and opened them again, she discovered that it was filled with all sorts of cruel torture instruments.
The ground was covered in a black, red, and dark red sticky liquid, mixed with white and pink fragments scattered throughout, emitting a fishy stench that made her want to vomit.
An Yue fell into the liquid, the viscous liquid overflowing from between her fingers.
She couldn't help but gag a few times.
The man closed the door, then dragged An Yue and chained her to a wooden frame...
"Ah!!!!" A scream echoed through the room once again.
But along with the screams came the hum of machinery from the foreign side...
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