All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

The car was eerily quiet.

The girl's head rested on the edge of the car window, revealing half of her delicate face. Her eyes were closed tightly and her breathing was very slow.

The wind blowing in from the window kept ruffling the hair on her forehead, and warm sunlight came in, covering half of her face, giving it a golden light. Even the tiny hairs were visible on her overly delicate skin. Get clear.

Fu Yu watched helplessly as the person who was talking to her one second lost consciousness the next.

He stayed in Yuli, his consciousness drifting away, and he was slightly lost in thought looking at the half of her face.

His instinct told him not to care about her life or death. But at the critical moment, he still couldn't make up his mind.

Just like the cooperation with her when they first met, there was always a voice in the dark center telling him that he could trust her once.

But now, Fu Yu is a little confused.

She always plays cards out of common sense, and even plays out her cards whenever she wants, and is ridiculously brave.

He wasn't sure whether he should still believe her this time, but somehow, he had accepted the fact that he was in the same camp as her.

That's it.

Fu Yu sighed deeply.

If something happens to her then, as long as she surrenders to him, he will reluctantly help.

After all, she was usually so unreasonable and unforgiving, so he deserved some interest.

The vehicle runs smoothly.

Accompanied by the sound of "Gudong--" the mineral water fell from the palm of his hand and splashed into the car. The driver who was driving carefully glanced at the rearview mirror and breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed the sleeping girl in the back seat.

Before sending him here, the higher-ups warned that this little girl would be difficult to deal with, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

After all, she is just a young girl, so defensive. I really don’t know why the superiors are so cautious.

In his opinion, it would be better to just find a place with few people and no surveillance, tie the person into a car and take him away, so why make such a big fuss?

The driver shook his head. He felt that this mission had no technical content, but he did not dare to delay and made a quick call.

"what's up?"

The person on the other side answered the phone very quickly, and with three simple words, it was clear that he didn't want to waste any more words.

The driver observed Ning Yan's condition in the rearview mirror and said respectfully, "We've taken care of him."

"Very good, take her to the place we agreed on before, keep an eye on her, and don't let her escape."

"Don't worry! I'm watching her every move! The medicine won't wake her up in six or seven hours!"

The other end of the phone gave a few more simple instructions.

After the other party hung up the phone, the driver shook his sore neck, accelerated the car, and stepped on the accelerator.

……

six hours later.

The surroundings were dark, and the sound of "tick-tock" water coming from the exhaust faucet could be vaguely heard.

The worn-out incandescent lamp overhead flickered on and off, making the already narrow basement even more cramped.

Ning Yan woke up leisurely.

Perhaps it was the aftereffects of the drug, but her head felt dizzy for a moment when she opened her eyes. It took her a while before she could barely see the situation around her clearly.

It's a dilapidated basement.

The walls were shabby and shabby, the only table in the room was still covered in dust, and one of its legs was broken.

And she was lying on the dirty ground at the moment, her feet were tied with ropes, and her hands were tied behind her back.

Ning Yan struggled for a while, but the rope was tied so tightly that there was no way to loosen it.

"Don't try, you can't break it."

There was a lazy reminder in his ears. Fu Yu watched the whole process from when Ning Yan woke up to when he found out that he was tied up, and sighed quietly.

"You can really sleep. For six hours, I didn't wake you up no matter how much I yelled. Are you scared when you wake up and find yourself tied up? I told you that there is something wrong with the water, but you don't believe it."

"You are really noisy, Fu Yu."

Ning Yan interrupted the chattering man, feeling angry and funny, "I remember that a certain person thought I was annoying at the beginning. How come this person has become more annoying than me now?"

"When did I say I was scared? Don't throw such unwarranted dirty water on me!"

Fu Yu snorted lightly.

"Who knows? But if you are really scared, you can beg me and tell me something I like to hear. Maybe I will take you out as soon as I am happy."

Ning Yan really underestimated the extent of this man's narcissism.

She smiled softly, even with a hint of sarcasm and disdain in her smile, and rolled her eyes at the air.

"Then I thank you."

"You're welcome. My greatest advantage is my generosity."

Fu Yu thought she was trying to compromise. Before the smile on his face completely faded, he saw the girl who was originally tied and lying on her side move.

Using force to turn the body that was lying on its side, Ning Yan put the back of her head on the ground, lifted her back and waist upwards, and bent her tied legs backwards, just passing through the gap between the arms tied behind her back.

As a result, her arms that were tied behind her back were immediately moved to the front.

Fu Yu paused slightly and opened his mouth, not knowing how to react.

"Keep talking, why don't you stop talking?"

As Ning Yan spoke, she brought her tied wrists to her mouth. She didn't care whether they were dirty or not, and bit the tight knot with her teeth.

Fu Yu watched helplessly as she bit off the rope on her hand and began to pull at the rope tied to her feet. What she originally wanted to say could not be said at this moment.

really.

He shouldn't care about her life or death.

Who can outlive a person as capable as she is?

He was so full that he actually learned to mind his own business!

No, she only fed him blood once a day, and he was not full at all!

Fu Yu gritted his teeth, crossed his arms over his chest, turned his head in another direction, and snorted coldly from his nose.

"Stop snorting, I'm just kidding you. You are a big ghost after all, why are you so petty like a child?"

Ning Yan pulled off the rope from her legs and threw it aside. She stood up and dusted herself off while smiling playfully with Fu Yu.

"I know you were worried about me before. Am I fine now? Don't be angry with me."

"Besides, this group of people should have some use for me, otherwise how could they just lock me up in this place? If they wanted to take my life, the water they put in would have been poison, not drug."

Facing Ning Yan's good-tempered explanation, Fu Yu looked a little strange, and felt something was wrong in his heart.

He coughed silently, touched his nose with his hand, and turned his head to the side, "Who cares about you? I'm afraid that if you act recklessly and die, no one will support me. How can I find someone to support me in such a short time?" my people?"

"Yes, yes, you are right. How could you care about me? Mr. Evil Ghost is so arrogant, how could he be angry for the safety of a human being?"

The corners of Ning Yan's lips curled up slightly, and her eyes curled up, shining brightly in the dark basement. For a moment, Fu Yu seemed to see the moon.

Fu Yu pursed his lips and heard the yin and yang in her words, but because of his face, he couldn't make any excuses. He could only retort in a low voice: "You don't have to be so absolute."

Ning Yan wanted to laugh out loud, but she was afraid of hurting his face, so she could only hold it in and endure it.

She walked around the basement, but she was surrounded by discarded furniture and electrical appliances, the kind that could not be sold for tens of dollars even if they were moved outside and sold as junk.

Stacked in such a small basement, it not only looks crowded, but also very inconsistent.

"just like……"

"It's like someone moved this stuff in on purpose."

Ning Yan was stroking her chin in deep thought when Fu Yu's words suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

"Yes, that's it."

These old furniture were covered with thick dust, but she had just seen the abandoned faucet.

Because she heard the sound of dripping water when she just woke up, Ning Yan subconsciously thought that the faucet was not closed tightly, so she wanted to turn off the water.

She had just touched the faucet switch. If this warehouse was really abandoned and no one took care of it, how could she explain that her fingers were still clean after touching the faucet?

Then there is only one explanation.

Someone deliberately created the illusion that she was locked up in an abandoned basement.

As for the purpose...

Ning Yan still doesn't know this.

"Where are we now?"

"I don't know either." Fu Yu's face looked a little ugly. "The smell here is very strange. I tried it when you were unconscious, but there seems to be a layer of fog here, and I can't see clearly."

"There's one more thing I want to tell you. I just discovered that there seems to be some kind of force suppressing me here. I can only communicate with you now, and I can't get out of the jade."

Fu Yu's tone was calm. It was obviously a matter of great urgency, but he said it in a relaxed manner, even with a hint of watching a show.

"So Miss Ning, all my wealth and life now belong to you. How to get out depends on you."

Ning Yan could tell that there was some anger in his words, but no matter how hard she tried to coax him, he just refused to do so, so she had no choice but to give up.

But after hearing what Fu Yu said about the situation here, even though Ning Yan was confident, she still became more serious.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the door not far away. After much thought, he reached out and pulled. Unexpectedly, the door was opened just like that.

This is even stranger.

He tied her but left the door unlocked, either because he was extremely confident that she would not be able to break free from the rope, or he was deliberately trying to lure her out.

"how come."

She frowned and looked outside through the opened gap. Everywhere she glanced at, she could see the dark corridor.

As early as when she woke up, Ning Yan checked her belongings immediately. Her mobile phone was missing. It was obvious that the person who kidnapped her had taken it.

If you go out in this situation, it is obviously the rhythm of seeking death in a horror movie.

Ning Yan thought for a while, retracted her head into the house, and slammed the door.

"Aren't you going out?" Fu Yu raised his eyebrows.

"I'm not going out to die. Just watch, someone will definitely come looking for me within an hour."

Ning Yan found a chair that was barely complete from the pile of worn-out furniture, dusted it off and placed it behind the door, then sat on it swaggeringly, a bit like waiting for something to happen.

Fu Yu didn't comment much on this, but was a little curious, "You are really as confident as ever."

"I'm confident because my judgment is correct."

Ning Yan held her chin in her hands, "Even if I don't come with you today, they will find a way to get me here again. Instead of doing that, I might as well throw myself into a trap."

"Okay, then I won't get involved."

Although Fu Yu was disgusted on the surface, he still believed in her strength more or less, "If you really can't solve it, just call me."

Ning Yan was a little surprised, "You don't seem like someone who would take the initiative to help. Why, the sun is coming out from the west?"

"Who said I want to help you?" Fu Yu smiled deathly, "You call me and I can collect your body. When you die, I will treat you no matter what, for the sake of taking care of me these days. Take good care of me.”

Pay attention to these words, gritting your teeth as if they were squeezed out from between your teeth.

Ning Yan knew that he had no good intentions.

He curled his lips and snorted softly, "I don't have to worry about it now. The fortune teller told me when I was young that I was lucky and would live a long life!"

While the two were chatting, they didn't notice the pinhole camera hidden in the corner of the small basement.

The faint red light flickered, and combined with the flickering fluorescent lights in the basement, it was not particularly conspicuous.

The bright red origin is like the fierce gaze of a dormant beast, which can rush out from the corner and knock down its prey anytime and anywhere.

The mist outside the window reflected the misty green color of the forest not far away, and a group of birds started up, making the sound of flapping wings.

The man was leaning in front of the window. His figure was tall and straight in black trousers. His white shirt and trousers-colored vest made him look extremely noble at first glance.

Especially when the sleeve of the right forearm is turned up, veins bulge vertically and horizontally on the unusually fair skin, and the smoke slowly rises from the medicine held between the fingertips.

The wind blew up the light rain and dispersed the white mist. When it hit the cheeks, it was a little cold. It wetted the man's unusually thick eyelashes, making his eyebrows deeper and deeper.

"Mr. Sheng, it's been 7 hours."

The secretary knocked on the door and came in. He noticed Sheng Mo Shu standing by the window. He picked up the windbreaker hanging on the sofa and approached with a concerned tone.

"The weather is strange. It rained suddenly. Mr. Sheng, please be careful and don't catch a cold."

Sheng Moshu lightly opened the windbreaker jacket handed over by his secretary, brought the medicine held between his fingertips to his lips and took a deep breath, turned sideways, and spit out a circle of white mist.

"It's not that weak. It's just a rain. It can't kill me."

"Yes."

The secretary didn't insist anymore, took the clothes and took two steps back, lowered his head and was respectful.

Sheng Moshu maintained the same posture as before and smoked a whole stick of medicine. He threw the remaining section into the trash can and a wet tissue was immediately handed to him.

He took the wet tissue and wiped his fingers carefully, and then he seemed to realize that there was someone locked up in a small room in the basement under his feet.

"How is she?"

The secretary immediately handed over the tablet with monitoring, "She woke up an hour ago and broke free of the rope. But for some reason, she found that the door was unlocked, but she didn't want to escape, but stayed in the room. Wait."

"Oh? Didn't run away?" Sheng Mo Shu became interested, turned his eyes to the surveillance screen on the tablet, and slightly curved the corners of his lips.