Yang Shushu sighed helplessly, "I just saw you being taken into a car on the side of the road, looking quite disoriented. I imagined your crazy fans and followed you on a whim. To be honest, I kind of regret it now."
Although Zuo Jinheng could speak, he still couldn't move his body. He felt like he had no bones. But Yang Shushu's calmness was a surprising surprise. If she cried out of fright now, it would only make things more troublesome.
"You guessed right, and you should regret it." He sighed helplessly and said, "We are no longer in the same place, and I don't know where this is."
Yang Shushu looked around and said, "I feel like we're in a residential building. Do you think anyone will hear us if we shout for help?"
Zuo Jinheng ruthlessly shattered her fantasy: "I was speechless the entire time I was captured, and now the kidnappers dare to let me speak. What do you think?"
"Okay, I asked in vain." Yang Shushu tilted her neck weakly.
Zuo Jinheng stared at her for a while, and saw that she began to look around at the surrounding environment. She was so calm that it made people wonder if she had any hidden identity, so she was not afraid at all when encountering such things.
"Shushu, aren't you scared?"
Yang Shushu's gaze rested on his face for a moment, then continued to observe. "I can't say I'm not afraid, but this kind of thing happens over and over again. I was kidnapped not long ago, wasn't I? Being scared right now is useless. What if the kidnappers get angry and kill me early?"
She slowly withdrew her gaze and looked at Zuo Jinheng: "But are all idols like you so approachable? Meeting with fans alone?"
The light in the small room was not particularly bright, but because of the angle, most of it fell on Zuo Jinheng's face, so the helplessness and frustration on his face were obvious at this moment.
"I received your call asking me to come and rescue you. I was nearby at the time, so I rushed over, but I didn't see anything and was taken away."
Yang Shushu was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of her phone with the SIM card removed. She fell to the ground with her eyes downcast: "It seems that your fan has been keeping an eye on you and me for a long time."
Then, she recounted the story of how her phone was stolen and then she was blocked by the gangster. After she finished, she showed a thoughtful expression: "Do you think he just wanted to use my phone to lure you out, or did he want to do me too?"
Zuo Jinheng: "Or maybe it's both? He just used a roundabout way. Maybe he thought that a girl like you couldn't stand up to those three hooligans? But he didn't expect that you are different from ordinary girls."
"What's different? I'm still trembling with fear, okay? Didn't you notice that there's something wrong with this room? I feel like you're more than just a crazy fan."
After chatting for a long time, Yang Shushu told Zuo Jinheng what she had just observed. Because the light in his room was shining on his face, he could barely see Yang Shushu next to the bed, but he could not see clearly from the direction of the light, which was opposite the bed.
Zuo Jinheng was silent for a moment before speaking when he heard Yang Shushu say, "The wall opposite you is covered with photos of you, from performances, in real life, and even in what looks like the place you live. It's just that the distance is too far, so it's not clear. Idol, it seems like your life has always been under surveillance. Haven't you noticed?"
"In our line of work, we're constantly being followed around by people. Once you get used to it, you become numb to it, and your sensitivity naturally deteriorates."
Most people would be horrified if they heard someone had a bunch of photos of themselves hanging across from their bed, but Zuo Jinheng's reaction seemed calmer. When he saw Yang Shushu's puzzled expression, he smiled and sighed, "I've seen this fan's abnormalities before. If he still looks like this, if he's taken to the hospital for a checkup, he might be mentally ill."
Yang Shushu: "That's it. If he kills us, he won't even have to bear legal responsibility."
Zuo Jinheng moved his neck at this time, and he found that his neck could move slightly now, which was a good phenomenon.
"Shushu, I'm fine. He won't kill me right away, but... he thinks I like you and love you, so... he might make you really disappear from this world. We have to find a way to leave as soon as possible while he's gone."
Yang Shushu knew that there was danger ahead and she should run quickly, but now her hands and feet were tied and Zuo Jinheng couldn't move his whole body. What should they do?
Suddenly, she remembered that she and Mu Shicang were locked up in a dark warehouse, where they couldn't even see each other, but they managed to tear a ray of light out of the darkness. At that time, Mu Shicang was no longer the president who sat on the office bench and looked at various financial reports on the computer. Instead, he looked like a hunter walking on the edge of life and death. She even had to admit that Mu Shicang that night was so handsome that it made her heart beat.
But she always thought it was the suspension bridge effect. But at this moment, she thought of him again, and even wondered, if it was still Mu Shicang this time, could he still take her away safely?
Or, has he already discovered that something happened to her and is trying to find her?
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Yang Shushu’s guess was actually correct. Mu Shicang was indeed looking for her all over the world.
He first went to the police station where the gangster was caught, and learned from the gangster that someone gave them money to surround a girl at the night market. They wanted the money and the person as they pleased, but according to the gangster, the person's hint was more inclined towards them to kill the person. It can be imagined how much malice this person had towards Yang Shushu.
Hearing this, Mu Shicang's face almost dripped with tears. If there was no one nearby to stop him, he might have strangled the gangster's neck directly.
The little gangster then gave out his two accomplices, and the other two were quickly arrested. The police began to build a portrait from the confessions of the three.
Mu Shicang was also busy. He tried to find the location of Yang Shushu from her mobile phone, but failed in the end.
At this moment, he was sitting in his office when Wang quietly knocked on the door and walked in: "Mr. Mu, there's a charity dinner tonight..."
"Get out." Mu Shicang didn't even raise his head, but just said coldly.
Wang was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashing with resentment: "Mr. Mu, this charity dinner..."
"If you don't understand what I'm saying, you don't have to come tomorrow."
He still didn't look up, his hand was playing with the phone, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
The resentment in Wang Qiaoran's eyes became even deeper, but this time she didn't dare to speak again. She quietly left the office, but at the moment of leaving, the corners of her mouth raised coldly.
Why should she bother with a dying person?
At this time, Yang Shushu was indeed dying. Just as she was using her buttocks to support herself and moving towards the glass coffee table in the room, she suddenly heard the sound of a door opening outside, followed by the sound of footsteps slowly walking towards her.
The two were so frightened that they dared not make a sound. Yang Shushu moved back to her original position even faster than before and closed her eyes.
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