On the Routine of President Wen

The dark scene in front of him has not completely faded away, Fu Yihuan seems to have heard a slight gasp, "whoosh", a quick sound, which rang close to his ears, and at the same time felt that his mouth was tightly covered by a hand, and his breathing was not smooth. Unbearable, accompanied by the inexplicable panic beating of the heart.

"Shh, don't make a sound!" A magnetic voice unique to teenagers came from the top of Fu Yihuan's head, and the hand covering his mouth was released immediately.

Fu Yihuan looked up at the young man, about thirteen or fourteen years old, every part of his facial features that had not yet fully grown seemed to have been meticulously sculpted, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his thin lips were slightly parted, his complexion was serious, and complex emotions were brewing in Danfeng's eyes Emotions, while guarding against something, while scanning the surrounding environment.

It was certain that the young man was Luo Heng, the CEO, but what puzzled Fu Yihuan was why he looked at Luo Heng from the perspective of looking up?

The eyes of Fu Yihuan and Luo Heng met, his stern face softened the moment he met Fu Yihuan's eyes, he raised his hand and rubbed Fu Yihuan's head, and whispered: "Sister, don't be afraid, I will definitely rescue you out! "

What?What!What sister? ! ! !

Fu Yihuan hurriedly lowered his head to examine himself, but he was taken aback as soon as he lowered his head. How could this bright red Lolita-style dress be worn on Lao Tzu?What the hell are these white socks, those little black leather shoes, this black curly hair, and that thing on the top of the head and tied in a knot under the chin? Cosplay?

No way, this time the main system is going to wear a man wearing a woman, turning a proper big man into a little girl?Don't play with it like this? ! ! !

Thinking of this, Fu Yihuan became anxious, and started to lift his skirt without even thinking about it. Luo Heng stared at him, squatted down quickly, hurriedly helped him hold down the skirt, and said with a reddish face: " Don't...don't flirt! Girls can't flirt up their skirts!"

The skirt was held down by Luo Heng, Fu Yihuan became impatient, he just wanted to see if his grip was still there, he squeezed Luo Heng's hand hard, and said eagerly: "I...I...must tease!"

"You..." Luo Heng thought of something, and said hesitantly, "Do you... want to go to the toilet?"

Fu Yihuan was stunned, and was about to say something when he heard footsteps gradually approaching, accompanied by the harsh sound of iron chains dragging the floor, he noticed that the environment they were in seemed very strange.

There are iron containers everywhere, the air is filled with a damp smell, the light is not enough, and the corners a little further away are all dark.Here, it should be a large warehouse at a transit terminal.

Fu Yihuan and Luo Heng were hiding in the gap between the two containers. He keenly noticed that Luo Heng's whole body stiffened when he heard the sound of footsteps and iron chains. Luo Heng raised his index finger to his lips , to signal Fu Yihuan to keep quiet, hold his hand, and pull him tightly against the container, trying to blend into the darkness as much as possible.

The main aisle in the middle of the warehouse was covered with dim lights, and an extremely long black shadow dangled above it. Seeing the black shadow, Fu Yihuan clearly felt Luo Heng's hand clenched even tighter. He raised his head. Looking at Luo Heng, he could barely see his throat rolling due to tension.

In such a situation, combined with Luo Heng's deep tension and the black shadow holding the iron chain, Fu Yihuan guessed that the person outside was most likely not a good bird, a kidnapper?Child abduction?Or, a psycho killer?It's all possible, anyway, it's not to play hide-and-seek with two children.

Well, the current situation is very serious. He and Luo Heng are a teenager and a child, and the one outside should be a man in terms of stature. The two of them combined will definitely not be able to defeat each other. If they fight recklessly, they will kill themselves. There are only two choices, Either outsmart or flee.

However, according to the standard routine of the novel, the possibility of escaping is not high, not to mention that the warehouse is too big to find the door, even if they find the door, they probably won't be able to open it.

From this point of view, they can only evade mediation and delay the time as much as possible. After all, the protagonist has a halo on his head, and the two of them will not die, but once they are caught, they will never suffer less. talk later.

The black shadow quickly came to his side, he stopped in his tracks, Fu Yihuan saw his face with the help of the weak light, it was an ordinary-looking man, he looked about 50 or [-] years old, with a sickly haggard face, Tall and thin, with a white gloved left hand dragging a long iron chain, he slightly hooked the corners of his lips, hummed a nursery rhyme, and walked forward slowly.

He saw it!He definitely saw it!

Why, why pretend you didn't see it?

Originally, Fu Yihuan didn't feel much about the situation in front of him, but when he saw this man, his heart suddenly lifted. In criminal cases, the most terrifying thing is often not a fearless criminal, but an attitude of enjoyment and playfulness. In a criminal pervert, such a person would do things that are usually heinous.

Must leave this place, that man will definitely return, what form will he appear in, where will he appear from?I can't escape, what should I do?This is a blind spot, where to hide?

Luo Heng seemed to have noticed the fact that the two had been exposed for the first time. Fu Yihuan could feel a lot of sweat in the palm of Luo Heng's hand holding him. The next moment, he pulled Fu Yihuan and rushed out, and Fu Yihuan staggered. He took a step, and hurriedly moved his legs, eager to keep up with his footsteps.

While running out of the shadow of the container, Luo Heng pulled Fu Yihuan to run in the opposite direction of the man. Fu Yihuan felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, and he subconsciously turned his head and glanced back.

The man's gloomy smiling face was right behind him, Fu Yihuan's eyes widened, and he slapped the white-gloved right hand that he stretched out, his footsteps became chaotic, and he fell heavily backwards, Luo Heng hurriedly turned around and helped him up , and wanted to pull him to continue running.

"It's useless, I can't run away." Looking at the man who was smiling more happily, Fu Yihuan held Luo Heng and said in a deep voice, "The more we run, the more excited he gets."

At this time, Fu Yihuan didn't have the heart to play the role of an innocent and innocent child. Instead of wasting energy running around to make the pervert happy, it's better to calm down and deal with it head-on. Only when you face it head-on will Mr. Rabbit come out to explain Only then can Fu Yihuan prescribe the right medicine and deal with it rationally.

Hearing such words from an eight-year-old child like Fu Yihuan, Luo Heng seemed a little astonished. In just a few seconds, the man had already walked in front of them. He squatted down, and first casually slapped Luo Heng backhanded. , The force was so great that he fell to the ground at once.

Then he chuckled at Fu Yihuan, hummed an unknown tune, and held the iron chain up to Fu Yihuan's eyes. Only then did Fu Yihuan notice that the end of the slender iron chain was actually a ring!

When the ring snapped on Fu Yihuan's neck, Mr. Rabbit's explanation finally sounded in Fu Yihuan's mind:

"Zhao Si, a graduate from an internationally renowned university, has worked in Rock's for ten years. In order to save his seriously ill daughter, he was selling Rock's secrets. The day before the transaction was discovered, he was fired by Rock's and blocked by Rock's voice. His wife eloped with someone , asked the president of the Rock Group for forgiveness many times, but was repeatedly stared at and beaten. In desperation, her daughter who had no money for medical treatment died of an illness. After being disheartened, her mentality was completely distorted. She kidnapped Luo Heng and met you on the way to escape. Thinking of her beloved daughter, she felt jealous and abducted her together. 』

"Let her go!" Luo Heng struggled to get up from the ground, raised his hand to wipe away the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Zhao Si coldly.

Zhao Si took the other end of the iron chain, patted Luo Heng's face, and said: "Yo, Mr. Luo knew how to be compassionate and cherish jade at a young age, and he will be great when he grows up. With this face, I don't know what harm it will be." How many innocent girls."

Luo Heng clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said: "Zhao Si, this is the relationship between the Luo family and you, why bother to involve her, she is innocent!"

"Innocent?" Zhao Si pulled off the iron chain, and Fu Yihuan fell to the ground, his knees hit the concrete floor heavily, and scattered small stones scratched his knees, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

But Zhao Si pulled him up again and pinched his face: "Yes, she is quite innocent, but her fault is that she is the same age as my Xiaoqi, but has a completely different fate from her. Why should my Xiaoqi turn into a cold corpse, yet she can still dance around in a beautiful dress?"

Seeing that Fu Yihuan was injured, Luo Heng flew towards Zhao Si, trying to snatch the iron chain from his hand, but Zhao Si knocked him to the ground. Kick in the stomach.

Feeling the burning pain in his knee, the warm blood seeped through the white socks and flowed down Fu Yihuan's leg, seeing Luo Heng being kicked so helplessly, he made up his mind and called out to Zhao Si: "Father. "

With this sound, Luo Heng and Zhao Si were stunned. They both looked at Fu Yihuan, looked at Zhao Si with trembling lips, and looked excited. Fu Yihuan couldn't help feeling a little bit of sympathy for the father who lost his daughter. For kidnapping other people's children, Fu Yihuan couldn't use this sympathy to forgive him.

"Xiao...Xiaoqi?" Zhao Si lost his IQ when he heard this long-lost call, and actually regarded Fu Yihuan as the dead daughter.

This was according to Fu Yihuan's will, he nodded, intending to temporarily incarnate as Xiaoqi, on the one hand to stop Zhao Si from beating Luo Heng, and on the other hand to delay time for rescue.

Fu Yihuan successfully restrained Zhao Si and others when the siren of the police car came, and the rapid police siren pulled Zhao Si back from his dream in an instant. He glanced at Fu Yihuan, fastened the chain to the wall, and found out where it came from. With a fruit knife, he walked towards Luo Heng who was tied to the ground with a sinister smile.

"Zhao Si, the Luo family doesn't owe you anything, everything is your fault." Luo Heng sneered.

"If Luo's hadn't banned me from the industry, how could I have ended up like this!" Zhao Si yelled violently, his face extremely grim.

Seeing Zhao Si raise the knife, Luo Heng closed his eyes.

In a hurry, Fu Yihuan only saw Luo Heng's thirteen or fourteen-year-old body, and forgot his eight-year-old body. He assumed that he was a 25-year-old adult, and stood in front of Luo Heng without even thinking about it. Take the knife.

When Zhao Si saw Fu Yihuan suddenly jumping out, he immediately withdrew the knife, but it still cut Fu Yihuan's right arm. He looked at Fu Yihuan with a frown, and when he heard the police shouting from outside the warehouse, he said: "You Not like an eight-year-old."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Si turned around and walked back to the warehouse. Fu Yihuan felt that he had already prepared a way to escape.

Sure enough, by the time the police broke through the gate and rushed in, Zhao Si had completely disappeared.

It was a young man wearing rimless glasses who carried Fu Yihuan into the ambulance. Fu Yihuan didn't have the energy to guess his identity. He only saw what Luo Heng asked him just before the door closed, and he replied: "Fu Yaya."

Fu Yaya?Could it be that a real man wears a woman, and even changed his name?

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I'm waiting for that collection called "250" and it's not coming...