Chapter 378: Song Xingchen’s Injury (2/2)

It turned out that he was holding a syringe containing some unknown drug inserted into Zhou Yang's flesh. The phone call was made under duress.

”What did the man look like?” I interrupted.

”He was wearing a hat and a mask so I could only see his eyes. His eyes were dazed and made him seem quite old. What impressed me most was his hands. His fingernails were all corroded,” recalled Luo Youyou.

I nodded and motioned for her to continue.

At the time, Luo Youyou knew she couldn’t get into the car but the man coldly threatened her with Dali’s life, claiming he had kidnapped Dali.

In a state of panic and confusion, Luo Youyou got into the car under the man’s intimidation and Zhou Yang's entreaties. She was robbed of her cell phone as soon as she entered the car. Frightened and alert, she desperately gestured for help whenever they passed another car on the street. However, anyone who noticed her actions turned a blind eye.

When they arrived here, the man opened the door and ordered Zhou Yang to get off.

At that moment, the man pulled out a mace and hit Zhou Yang’s head from behind. The former fell to the ground, convulsing.

Luo Youyou originally thought it was just a kidnapping and believed she would be found with my wit. She never imagined the man to be a murderer!

She burst open the car door and fled with the man chasing behind her. Dithery and on edge, she ran into an unfinished residential building with building materials lying in one corner against the wall. She hid herself under the pile of building materials, too afraid to move or breathe heavily.

The man searched the area for some time but came up empty. Soon, his footsteps faded away, but Luo Youyou was too frightened to come out of hiding.

After crouching there for an unknown period of time, she heard Dali’s voice. Overjoyed, she dashed out, never expecting the man was still lurking the entire time. Seeing an opportunity, he accelerated his car and attempted to slam into them.

If it weren't for Song Xingchen, their lives would have been taken...

Upon hearing this, I was extremely glad I asked Song Xingchen to come along. Otherwise, it would be an entirely different scenario.

”Are you sure the driver who hit you is the murderer?” I asked.

Luo Youyou nodded vehemently, ”I recognize the car. It's white with a picture of a leopard!”

”What’s the license plate number?”

Luo Youyou shook her head, indicating she wasn’t sure.

I phoned Xiaotao and asked where she was. The police were about a half an hour away so I told her to pay close attention to an SUV matching these descriptions, though I wasn’t optimistic about finding our guy.

Dali stroked Luo Youyou's hair affectionately, ”Youyou, I swear if I ever make you upset again, I’ll drown in a heap of used sanitary napkins!”

Luo Youyou smiled, burying her head in his arms. The two remained in each other’s arms for a long time when Bingxin interrupted, ”What’s the point of words? Seal the deal already!”

Shyness colored Luo Youyou’s face and ears crimson as she played with her hair. Bingxin pulled me away to give them some privacy. Song Xingchen was wise enough to look elsewhere as well.

Girls had a wider peripheral vision than boys. When Bingxin mischievously sneaked a peek out of the corner of her eye, I asked in a low voice, ”Are they kissing?”