Chapter 182 Stranger
When I opened my eyes again, I saw an unfamiliar ceiling.
Qiao Susu supported herself with her arms and stood up. After getting out of bed and taking two steps, she suddenly felt as if all her strength had been drained away. Her whole body felt limp and her feet felt like they were stepping on cotton.
She sat down on the cold ground, holding her stomach, and tried to concentrate and observe her surroundings.
The layout of the entire room was very ordinary. It was obvious that all sharp and pointed daily necessities had been taken away. There were walls on all four sides and no windows. The only light came from the cold light above, making the entire room very cold and lifeless.
"Is anyone there?"
"Who's there?"
Through the shadow of the crack in the door, Qiao Suisui saw a person standing outside. She stared at the door in front of her and asked coldly, "Since you've caught me, why are you hiding?"
The person outside the door did not respond, but left after a brief stay.
This continued for the next few days.
The person outside the door would stop by for five or six minutes every day. Qiao Suisui, initially forcing him to speak, eventually ignored him. Three meals a day were served at designated times and locations, and were nutritious. The room also had a bathroom and toilet, meeting all basic needs. But her mood deteriorated steadily under this oppressive captivity.
After waking up one day, Qiao Sui Sui found a needle hole on her arm.
She looked at the inconspicuous little dot on the blue blood vessel and suddenly felt a chill down her spine.
When was it done?
She was totally unconscious.
And I don’t know whether he was injected with any drugs or had his blood drawn.
What was the purpose of those who arrested her?
Qiao Susu forced herself to calm down. She tried to enter Zongfang's space, but she didn't know what kind of restrictions were added outside the room, as if isolating and shielding everything.
If the space cannot be opened here, it means that Carl's destruction cannot enter here.
After realizing this, Qiao Susu leaned weakly against the cold wall, falling into despair.
At the same time, there is also despair -
"What do you mean by not found? Are you looking seriously? If you didn't find anything, don't come to see me!" Liberi growled angrily at her men, her eyes dark and blue, completely losing her usual ease.
Karl's elbows rested on his knees, he sat on the sofa pulling his hair. No one could see his expression, but they could directly feel the extremely low air pressure around him.
Libery walked in and passed him, her temper flaring up without warning like a trapped animal that couldn't find a way out. "You're really useless."
Carl looked up when he heard the voice, and glared at Liberi with his scarlet eyes. The ferocious expression on his face was extremely frightening.
Liberi, however, was not afraid at all. She stared at him hatefully, "You were closest to her at the time, why didn't you grab her hand?"
The veins on Carl's forehead bulged. He was always sharp-tongued, but now he gritted his teeth and couldn't say anything to refute.
He was planning to stand up and walk in, but he didn't expect that Labrie would chase him like a mad dog.
"You can go anywhere, right? Go find her. Tell me where she is! Tell me! Find her out!!" Libery grabbed Carl's collar and yelled, a tear sliding down the corner of her eye.
Carl punched him in the face, and Liberi fought back. The two of them exchanged blows, neither giving in, and fell to the ground fighting.
Luka walked in, saw the fallen tables and chairs, and the two men scuffling. His gaze drifted away indifferently the next second. He stood silently in front of the medical cabinet, stripping off his clothes. His previous wounds had been torn countless times, and this time, the wound that had just stopped bleeding had opened again. With a numb expression, he applied medicine, cleaned the wound, changed the bandage, put on his blood-stained clothes, and then walked out again with an expressionless face.
It had been like this every day for the past few days. He'd been outside searching for Qiao Suisui's whereabouts without a wink of sleep. The wound, which should have healed long ago, hadn't healed yet, yet he couldn't feel the pain anymore. Luka raced against time, not wanting to waste a single word, but he still stopped at the door.
"If you have time to vent your anger by fighting, go get her back for me."
After saying that, he left.
Soter Republic.
In the Pentagon, Zongfang knelt in front of the Prime Minister's office. People passing by didn't dare to breathe, but they all glanced over to look at the handsome man.
"Have you heard? This is the Prime Minister's son."
"Huh? Why are you kneeling here? Impossible! I heard the Prime Minister's son is also a big shot. Kneeling in such a public place, how shameless!"
"You don't know, he's been kneeling there for three days. He hasn't moved at all."
"Really? But that person's temper doesn't seem like that. Isn't he at odds with the Prime Minister? Is he asking for help because he's in trouble?"
"I don't know. People outside say he's very brutal. When he first came in, I thought he was going to turn the place upside down. It shows that rumors should not be believed. There's nothing special about this guy, he's just good-looking."
"Stop talking and go for a walk."
Zongfang ignored the glances and whispers of those around him, kneeling with his eyes downcast. A man dressed as a secretary approached nervously and advised, "Please don't embarrass us. Go back first. The Prime Minister said he won't see you."
Zong Fang raised his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes made the secretary's legs weak, and he trembled and could hardly stand steadily.
"Why bother? The Prime Minister knows why you're here. He asked me to tell you something." The secretary approached him fearfully, covering her mouth with her hand, and whispered, "I'm safe. Don't come again."
Hearing this, Zong Fang's pupils shrank suddenly. He grabbed the secretary's collar and spoke in a voice like a rusty iron door, "What did you say? Say it again."
The secretary repeated tremblingly, "Everyone is safe. No... Hey! Hey! You can't go in!"
Before he finished speaking, Zongfang swung his hand and threw the secretary against the wall, slamming her onto the table with a loud bang. He used his mental power to punch through the office door and strode in.
Zong Yan was in a meeting with a few people. He was not surprised to see Zong Fang. Instead, he waved his hand lightly, dismissed the others, and ordered people to clear this floor.
After everyone had left, Zongfang asked anxiously, "Did you capture her?"
Zong Yan sat in the boss chair and said slowly, "Yes."
Zong Fang's breathing was rapid, and the heaving of his chest was visibly unstable. He walked forward with red eyes, slammed his fists on the table, and shouted angrily: "Why!"
He closed his eyes, no longer wanting to know after asking, and immediately said, "Where is she? Tell me where she is!"
Zong Yan looked at his son, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He had lost a lot of weight, looking pale and exhausted, as if he had suffered a serious illness. But his bloodshot eyes held a frightening persistence. Zong Yan paused for a long time before saying, "Look at you, you're begging me for a female. Is this what I taught you?"
Zong Fang couldn't bear it any longer, and punched him with all the spiritual power wrapped around his body.
(End of this chapter)
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