Chapter 98： The real murderer appeared (1/2)

Qingqing fell on the bumpy rear seat, his hands and feet tied, and he was groggy and semi-conscious.

She didn't remember what happened, she knew that they were eating, but suddenly their head became dizzy and fell asleep.

When she woke up, she was again, yes, ‘again’, was tied up.

After being kidnapped three times in half a year, can she apply for a world record?

Of course, this kind of ridicule could not be Xiao Qingqing's own, but Fu Sijin who fell next to her.

He was also tied up, and he happened to be in the same car with Qingqing.

This time the kidnappers were very cautious. They searched their bodies upright, and all the things that might have been installed with positioning instruments were thrown away, to ensure that they would not overturn their cars because of these small electronic products.

Fu Sijin's consciousness at the beginning was sober, perhaps because he felt that they had no ability to resist, and these kidnappers spoke a little casually.

Let Fu Sijin know that they were together with the group of people who kidnapped Qingqing in the museum. To be precise, both groups were employed by the same person.

Why did you just use the term "in the beginning" to describe it, because Fu Sijin's current consciousness has gradually blurred.

There was a knife in his abdomen, and the blood kept flowing out, and the kidnappers could not help him stop the bleeding with good intentions, so as the blood was lost, his body became weaker.

If this continues, he may lose too much blood and die.

But Fu Sijin didn't want to die, at least not now.

If he dies, what will Qingqing do?

From the short confrontation that Fu Sijin could see, all these people were desperadoes.

Qingqing is still so small and has no self-protection ability. If it falls into their hands, I am afraid it will...

Gritting his teeth, Fu Si would forcibly terminate his conjecture.

He had to protect Qingqing, even if he died desperately, he had to survive until his father and the others came to save people.

"Ah...Ajin."

With the passage of time, the efficacy of Qingqing's medicine gradually faded.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and found that she was no longer in the bumpy car, but moved to a dark abandoned factory.

Quietly around, there was no one, but a very familiar figure lying in the distance-Fu Sijin.

The blurred vision gradually focused. The moment he saw the wound on Fu Sijin's body, Qingqing's heart shrank fiercely, and tears fell.

"A-Jin...A-Jin, woo...A-Jin, take care of Qingqing, Qingqing is afraid..."

Blood, too much blood.

Take the abdomen as

In the center, Fu Sijin's whole body was soaked in blood, and this terrifying picture hit Qingqing's heart directly, making her hurt.

It's too uncomfortable, what if... what if Ah Jin dies?

At this moment, Qingqing strangely understood the fear of death.

"Hmm...ooh..."

As if hearing the child's cry, Qingqing suddenly heard a struggling whimper behind her.

She turned her head subconsciously, almost screaming loudly without being scared.

I saw a female ghost with a disheveled hair lying behind her, and a motionless little ghost next to her was creeping towards her. This picture was extremely terrifying, especially in such a gloomy and dark old factory building.

Qingqing's goose bumps all over his body were frightened.

At this moment, the closed factory door suddenly opened, and a man dressed in black with his entire face hidden in the darkness walked in.

As soon as he saw him, Qingqing's small body trembled instinctively.

For some reason, she was very impressed with this person.

In other words, she is very familiar with this person's body shape. She seems to have seen the other person appear around her more than once.

The man who passed by at Director Gao's house before, the figure in the elevator of the farmhouse...

Each one can be superimposed with the man in front of him and become the same person.

It turned out that the real murderer had been lurking beside Qingqing.

Fu Sijin opened his eyes weakly and looked desperately at the appearance of the real murderer.

The opposite did not walk directly to Qingqing's side.

Instead, he came to Fu Sijin first, picked up his collar with one hand, and slowly approached him with his face wearing a mask, and said in a dumb voice, "Long time no see, little guy."

"Who are you?" Fu Si asked, frowning.

"Who am I?" Han Dayu tilted his head to think, then smiled and said: "This question, you should actually ask your mother."

When he finished speaking, he changed his words again: "But in fact, you also know me."

"I don't think I have seen you." Fu Si looked back at the other side calmly, but looked at Qingqing worriedly from the corner of his eye.

"Have you ever seen me?" Let go of Fu Sijin, letting him sweat from the pain after he fell.

Han Dayu stared at him condescendingly, with an indifferent tone: "Maybe you will be more familiar with this person, Huzi."

Hearing the call, a brawny man who was almost two meters tall with a hideous scar across his face took a heavy step and walked into the factory.

As soon as he saw his figure, Fu Sijin's face gradually paled, and his whole body gradually began to tremble.

"How...you..."

The heart moved crazily, and the familiar pain surged up like a tide, instantly drowning him, suffocating pain.