Chapter 201: Years of imprisonment caused him to have mental problems
Shu Lun smiled confidently and spoke to Lin Yan.
"Lin Yan, why aren't you talking? Speak now while you still have the chance, or you won't be able to say anything later."
Then, he looked at Xing Yu again: "How about you speak for her? Don't you always like to stay by Lin Yan's side to protect her? Since you are about to die, I will give you a chance to leave a few last words."
Lin Yan subconsciously looked at Xing Yu beside her, but saw that there was no panic on his face. He looked calm as if he was enjoying an insignificant farce.
Shu Lun felt the atmosphere was extremely tense and narrowed his eyes. "Xing Yu, what's with that expression? Are you not afraid of death?"
Xing Yu suddenly chuckled, and his low voice clearly penetrated the hot night wind.
"Shu Lun, no, I should call you Ying Ye. You seem so determined to win?"
Shu Lun's face darkened. "You're still stubborn even when you're about to die? Give me..."
"Shu Lun," Xing Yu interrupted him. "Take a good look. Who is in danger right now?"
Shu Lun's heart skipped a beat.
Before he could react, footsteps were heard from the woods, and seven or eight strong men with guns came out one after another. They moved quickly and formed a larger encirclement in an instant, trapping Shulen and his men in the middle.
Shulun's three men were a little panicked and looked at Shulun subconsciously.
Shu Lun stared at Xing Yu intently, his pupils suddenly shrank and his lips trembled.
He had clearly sent people to keep an eye on Xing Yu the entire afternoon, but he didn't behave in any unusual way. He even checked Xing Yu's background and found out that he didn't rely on the Xing family, but opened a hotel outside to start his own business.
He doesn't have any particularly powerful power at all. Where did these people come from?
"Xing Yu, you still have a backup plan?" Shu Lun glared. "My people were stationed here before we went up the mountain. How did your people get up here?"
Xing Yu walked forward slowly, glancing at Shu Lun's pale face. "Why don't you ask how your men stationed on this mountain are doing?"
Shu Lun instantly realized that he had been set up.
"Shu Lun." Lin Yan took out her phone and shook it. "You didn't expect that, didn't you? You took the recorder away, but I still have my phone. I recorded everything you just confessed to."
"Shu Lun, you now have two choices: either surrender yourself or die."
"Surrender?" Shu Lun curled his lips, his eyes gleaming with astonishing brightness, as if ignited by fire. "Are you kidding me? I, Shu Lun, will either die on this mountain, or... drag you all down with me to hell!"
As soon as the words fell.
A blinding searchlight flashed into their eyes.
Then, the sound of gunfire pierced their eardrums.
Xing Yu subconsciously looked at Lin Yan, only to find that Lin Yan's abdomen was already bright red.
He stepped forward and subconsciously caught Lin Yan, and the two sides had already started a fierce gun battle.
Shuren's three men were quickly knocked to the ground by their own men.
Shulun, on the other hand, disappeared into the jungle under the protection of Mrs. Wu.
Lin Yan fell into Xing Yu's arms, her right hand subconsciously covering her abdomen, and warm liquid flowed out between her fingers.
Xing Yu's voice tightened: "Qi Yue!"
She raised her eyes with difficulty and smiled: "Strange... Shouldn't you call Lin Yan's name at this time?"
"Don't talk." Xing Yu growled, then picked her up and ran down the mountain quickly: "Hold on... Don't fall asleep..."
Lin Yan suddenly grabbed his shirt on his chest, but with little strength: "Don't worry about me... Chase Shu Lun..."
Xing Yu: "Leave Shu Lun to Lin Zhi. Don't worry."
"Lin Zhi... is back? Just now... those people were Lin Zhi's men?"
"Well, I contacted him in advance. He came back in the afternoon."
"Then he..."
"Okay." Xing Yu interrupted, his voice a little unsteady: "Stop talking."
Lin Yan's consciousness began to blur, and her head rested cautiously on Xing Yu's chest.
Sweat soaked his shirt, and she could feel that Xing Yu was running very fast.
Lin Yan tried hard to keep her eyelids open, her voice getting lower and lower: "Xing... I'm sorry... I hurt Lin Yan again..."
Xing Yu's heart twisted, and he didn't respond.
Lin Yan's eyelids grew heavier, and the slits between her eyes were filled with his tense profile. She wanted to say something more, but in the end, she just pulled the corners of her mouth, and her eyes gradually became dull...
…
Lin Yan felt like she had slept for a very long time and had a very long dream.
Consciousness is sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.
It’s just that my body is too heavy and painful, and I don’t even have the strength to open my eyes.
Finally, on the morning of the third day, she woke up.
The familiar ceiling and the quilt covering it smelled of the same laundry detergent that Xing Yu was wearing.
I found out that she was at home, not in the hospital.
Amitabha, she didn’t go to heaven…
There was a person lying beside the bed, looking very tired and sleeping soundly.
Lin Yan stared at him for a long time before opening her mouth.
But because I slept for too long, my throat was dry and hoarse, making it extremely difficult to speak.
She accidentally moved her arm, and the tiny movement startled Xing Yu.
He suddenly woke up, his eyes bloodshot: "Are you awake? How do you feel? Where does it hurt? Do you want some water?"
Lin Yan was bombarded with questions and didn't know which one to answer.
After a moment of silence, she said softly, "Xing, I'm hungry..."
"What do you want to eat?"
"hot pot……"
Xing Yu frowned: "No. If you eat spicy food now, your wound will get infected."
"Fighting fire with fire is the best way..."
"Gongmao." Xing Yu spit out a curse word: "Don't even think about it."
Lin Yan tilted her head towards him and couldn't help but smile: "Just kidding."
Xing Yu helped her up and handed her a glass of warm water: "Drink some water first, I'll make you some porridge later."
Lin Yan took the cup and drank half of it in one breath.
My throat finally feels better.
She slowed down and started asking the real question: "Has Shulun been caught?"
"Well, he was intercepted by Lin Zhi when he escaped that night."
"Where is he now?"
"Lan Tai. Lin Zhi is in my hand."
"Great!" Lin Yan couldn't help but curse, "That damn bitch Shu Lun is finally in our hands."
Xing Yu: "Lin Zhi said that last night when he was trying to intercept Shu Lun, a woman suddenly appeared and helped him, allowing him to successfully capture Shu Lun and that Mrs. Wu."
"That kind woman again?"
"Well, it should be her." Xing Yu continued, "And... Shu Zhicheng has been found."
Lin Yan was a little excited: "Where did you find him? How is he? Is he okay?"
Xing Yu's face was solemn. "I found it at the Shu family. There's a basement below the storage room on the first floor of the Shu family villa. I found Shu Zhicheng there..."
"When I found him, he was chained to the bed. His face was haggard, his cheeks sunken, and he looked unrecognizable. Years of imprisonment had caused him to have mental problems..."
"After nearly thirty years of languishing in a dark corner, he no longer knew who he was. He wouldn't respond to any questions... He simply lowered his head in fear, muttering two words non-stop..."
Lin Yan: "Which two words?"
"Alan..."
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