Seeing the deathly silence on her face, Tan Jing sneered, "So you've finally realized you've been used as a pawn—"
Before the words were finished, the deafening roar of a helicopter suddenly came from outside the window, accompanied by a powerful warning from a loudspeaker.
"We are from the Kyushu City Public Security Bureau. Tan Jing, please release the hostage immediately! Please release the hostage immediately!"
Tan Jing peered out and saw a helicopter circling overhead, while several police cars sped towards the bridge across the river.
He clenched his jaw and actually laughed, a laugh that was both ferocious and eerie.
The driver was preparing to stop the car.
Tan Jing immediately pulled out a gun and pointed it at him: "If you dare to stop, then fire!"
After saying that, he pointed at Meng Jiuyi, who shrank back in fright.
"What are you hiding from? You're not going to escape death today. Tan Yuchen was planning to use you to get me, huh?"
The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Meng Jiuyi, whose face turned deathly pale, and she dared not respond at all.
With her hands behind his back, she silently reached for the knots in the rope.
Amidst the blaring of alarms, fire sirens, and helicopters, no one noticed that a miniature camera was flashing in the rearview mirror inside the car.
The footage from the back seat of the Alphard was transmitted in its entirety to the horizontal screen inside a Lamborghini speeding just seven or eight kilometers behind.
Tan Yuchen turned the steering wheel to the left, stepped on the gas, and drifted away from the car next to him.
A howling wind rushed in, whipping the stray hairs across his forehead and making his profile appear sharper.
The police deployment was heard through the right earpiece; they were preparing to intercept Tan Jing as soon as he got off the bridge.
His eyes were dark, and he stared straight ahead.
"Director Lin, be careful, he has a gun."
Director Lin said, "Don't worry, if he dares to fire, our snipers will kill him immediately!"
Tan Yuchen hummed in agreement and glanced at the display screen.
She curled up quietly in the corner, her long hair obscuring her face. She hadn't uttered a single word since the beginning of the night.
The screen faintly reflected his dark eyes; his languid and carefree demeanor was gone, replaced by an abyss devoid of ripples.
Jiang Zhou's voice came from his left ear.
"Third Young Master, we've already caught up with him."
Besides a few police cars, several sedans were also following Tan Jing, which was not part of the police's plan at all.
Tan Yuchen turned off the earphone in his right ear. A flash of murderous intent crossed his eyes for half a second, then disappeared as his eyelids slid down.
"After the person is rescued, force him to the left fork in the road."
There was a tanker truck waiting for Tan Jing there, but it never assisted the police in arresting him.
What Tan Yuchen truly wanted was for him to die.
When faced with someone who wants to kill you, he chooses to strike first.
Jiang Zhou said, "Although it's a bit late to say this, please be careful. The master told me to, and I don't want to lose this job. Please."
Tan Yuchen chuckled, "Do you think I would joke about my own life?"
Not only police cars, but several sedans were flanking him from both sides, which enraged Tan Jing so much that he ordered his driver to ram him.
The driver said earnestly.
"Young Master Jing, you should release them first. The eldest young master will find a way to pick you up from the police station."
"Damn it, do you think I have to do whatever you say? Open!"
Enraged, Tan Jing pointed a gun at his head. The driver, startled, slammed on the gas and crashed into the Santana blocking the road.
He turned around and whistled at Meng Jiuyi, "Do you hate Tan Yuchen to death? I'll kill him for you later to make you feel better, how about that?"
Not very good.
It's none of her business.
Whether he dies or Tan Yuchen dies, it's none of her business.
Whether Tan Yuchen wanted to use Tan Jing to kill her, or whether he wanted her to be bait to kill Tan Jing, Meng Jiuyi didn't want to know.
She buried her face in her knees, and compared to the pale and fragile look on her face, her brown eyes held an unquenchable will to survive.
I can't die, I can't die now!
She still had unfinished business, and she would never be at peace even if she closed her eyes like this.
The hands behind him pulled desperately on the rope, and the last knot was untied!
Taking advantage of Tan Jing's inattention, Meng Jiuyi quickly glanced at the car door handle—
There is no deadbolt.
Either she rots in the car, or Tan Yuchen chooses her to live or die.
She could either find an opportunity to jump out of the car, but Tan Jing would definitely shoot her, and she would die.
Her eyes were vacant as she stared at the bridge railing outside the window. The river was nowhere in sight, so one could imagine how high the bridge must be.
In reality, there were no two choices; Meng Jiuyi believed only in himself from beginning to end.
As a police car suddenly rammed into the Alphard from the side, and the Alphard was pinned against the curb and lost speed, Meng Jiu suddenly opened the car door and rolled out.
"damn it!"
Seeing that the person had run away and was even planning to jump into the river, Tan Jing gritted his teeth and immediately raised his gun to fire.
A gust of wind, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, whistled past Meng Jiuyi's ear.
She thought Tan Jing was shooting at her. Her breathing became rapid and her face turned deathly pale. The pain from falling off the car was enough to disturb her internal organs, but she seemed not to feel anything. She jumped over the railing and down.
The moment she leaped, her long hair flew wildly, and she plummeted rapidly towards the river.
That resolute decision almost pierced Tan Yuchen's eyes.
All his well-thought-out plans were torn open at this moment. He gritted his teeth, slammed the steering wheel, and floored the accelerator.
The Lamborghini crashed through the railing and plunged into the river with lightning speed.
Jiang Zhou was terrified: "Third Young Master—"
The car plummeted downwards, and a dark figure leaped out using the momentum of the dive, grabbing her just before it plunged into the river.
The strong pull of the arm forced Meng Jiuyi to turn her body around.
The strong wind howled and swirled in her ears. At that moment, Tan Yuchen saw tears welling up in her eyes. She had jumped from such a height with the intention of dying.
That tear felt like it had scalded his heart, bringing a strange, stinging pain.
Tan Yuchen pulled her up, and her soft body fell into his arms. He wrapped his arms around her waist and turned her around, causing them to shift and fall into the river together.
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Large splashes of water washed over the two of them. Tan Yuchen carried her to the shore. Her eyes were closed, and her small face was paler than paper.
Without wasting any time, he made sure there was nothing in her throat, took a deep breath, and leaned down to get close to her bloodless lips.
It felt icy cold to the touch, but her lips and teeth were tightly closed, so she couldn't breathe into it.
Tan Yuchen grasped her chin, almost forcefully and irresistibly making her relax. Warm currents flowed back and forth in each other's mouths, and he accidentally touched her tongue, which was incredibly soft.
His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, but his hands didn't stop. He kept pressing on her chest, repeating this several times until water came out of her throat.
Meng Jiuyi struggled to open his eyes, but there was only a slit in front of him, and the scene before him was blurry and sparse.
Someone picked her up and carried her upwards, where she nestled into the man's broad, warm embrace. Both of their clothes were soaked, making the heat of his chest all the more palpable.
I could faintly hear people talking nearby.
Jiang Zhou was reporting to Tan Yuchen that the police wanted him to identify a body. Halfway there, Tan Jing forced the driver out of the car. Tan Jing tried to drive away, but crashed into a tanker truck on the left side of the road.
The car was destroyed and everyone on board died; their bodies were burned beyond recognition.
Tan Yuchen didn't stop walking, nor did he lift his eyelids. "Let his old man come and acknowledge him."
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