Chapter 275: Ambiguity (5)
Shen Miao could swim, but in this cold winter, the water of Wanli Lake was icy cold. Once people were immersed in it, they would feel like their whole body was ice. After paddling a few times, they would feel that they could no longer move.
The tall and thin man was about to jump into the water to pull Shen Miao out. After all, Shen Miao knew the whereabouts of the people in the secret room. But before he could do anything, he heard an inexplicable sound of firecrackers coming from the sky. He looked up and saw a firework lit up in the west.
"The situation has changed!" The short man wiped the blood from his face and said, "Retreat!"
"Get the people out first," the tall, thin man cursed, about to jump into the lake. Suddenly, the boat jolted, and two men in black appeared at the bow. Both men had eagle patterns embroidered in gold thread on their shoulders. The shorter man cried out, "Mo Yu Army! Why are there Mo Yu Army here?"
Before the two men could come to their senses, the two men in black had already rushed before them. Silver light flashed, and the two men's expressions of fear remained at that moment, and they slowly fell down.
In the lake, Shen Miao was still thrashing violently. The short man and the tall, thin man's words just now indicated that they weren't just two people. It seemed that there was another force behind them, and it sounded quite powerful. Shen Miao had an unimaginable intuition about such things. If she fell into the hands of these two, she could certainly find a way to escape. But if she fell into the hands of that force, she was afraid that even if she died outside, the Shen family would never find the murderer.
But she hadn't expected that this desperate leap would actually trap her in a dead end. The two men hadn't come down to rescue her, and the lake water was icy cold. Could she have died here?
Her head began to feel heavy, and her ears were buzzing and she could no longer hear anything. It was as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. The sky above the water was right in front of her, and she could even see the bright lights of the lanterns floating downstream, but she just couldn't catch or see them.
Just as her vision was about to fade, she suddenly spotted a figure swimming towards her from afar. The figure was slender, and amidst the dazzling lights of the lake, it looked like a god descending from heaven, swimming towards her with light.
The man swam to Shen Miao, grabbed her by the waist and swam towards the surface. In such a icy and snowy place, the lake water was freezing cold, and it would have been difficult for one person to swim, but he swam easily with someone. When he swam to the pleasure boat, he lifted Shen Miao up and threw her onto the boat, then he also climbed onto it.
Shen Miao choked on several mouthfuls of water, and even after getting on the boat, she didn't turn over, but just kept coughing. But when the figure in front of her turned around, she looked up and saw that the person was also soaking wet. His face was no longer playful, and he looked at her with a frown.
It was Xie Jingxing.
Seeing Xie Jingxing at this time, Shen Miao forgot to even think of being surprised. Those two people had come for Xie Jingxing in the first place, and it seemed that Xie Jingxing himself had also heard the news, so he rushed over.
She struggled to stand up, and saw that there were two bodies in the cabin. They were the tall and thin man and the short man. Two men in black walked out from the depths of the cabin. One of them walked up to Xie Jingxing and whispered something. Xie Jingxing waved his hand, and the two men took the two bodies and left. Before leaving, they wiped away all the bloodstains in the cabin.
Shen Miao didn't bother to think about who these two people were. Even a fool could have guessed they were Xie Jingxing's men. She shifted her body, only to feel aches all over her body. She had been soaking in ice water for most of the moment, and was shivering from the cold. She had been thrown around by the tall, thin man several times before, and her back was aching. The most painful part was probably her calf. She looked down at the hem of her skirt. It was completely stuck to her body, and a bloody flower was oozing from her calf, blending in with the red embroidery on the skirt, making it difficult to distinguish clearly. That was the wound she had received from the dagger stabbed by the tall, thin man.
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