Zhong Yibin was driving on the road during the evening rush hour.
The densely packed motorcade seemed to stretch to the horizon.
"Where are you?
Your dad will be home soon.
Hurry up."
Opening the car window to take a breath, my mother's voice came from the phone.
"I know."
Zhong Yibin frowned and hung up the phone.
This was already the third time this afternoon.
He didn't want to see the so-called father at all, but his mother insisted on urging him to go home, making him unable to pick up Chu Qin. get off work.
Feeling a little irritable for no reason, Zhong Yibin looked at the time and saw that the recording of the program should be finished by now.
Zhong Yibin couldn't help but make a phone call.
The long waiting tone of "beep beep" passed, and after a minute of ringing, no one answered, and it turned into a rapid blind tone of "beep beep beep", which was frightening to hear.
Zhong Yibin's brows jumped.
If Chu Qin is still recording the show, the assistant will answer the phone for him.
If the recording has been completed, the phone will be in his hand.
Why didn't Chu Qin answer the phone?
My consciousness slowly returned, and I found the cold, hard cement floor beneath me, and the surroundings were filled with the stench of rotting wood and urine.
Chu Qin tried his best to open his eyes.
The light was dim.
There were mechanical parts with mottled paint on the ground.
There were some pieces of wood scattered on the iron shelves covered with graffiti.
It looked like an old warehouse.
"Hey, you're awake."
A rough voice suddenly came from above.
Chu Qin was startled, and his bound body couldn't help but twitch.
Such a conditioned reflex made it impossible for him to pretend to be comatose. .
With his hands tied behind his back, Chu Qin struggled to sit up with his legs bent and looked up at the other person.
The man was very strong, with black and blue tattoos on his muscular arms.
He is not very tall, probably less than 1.8 meters tall, and is wearing a large vest made of dark blue chemical fiber fabric.
Against the backlight, I couldn't see his face clearly, I just knew he was bald.
Two more accomplices came out from behind the bald man.
One of them bared his big yellow teeth and said with a smile: "This pretty face looks better than on TV."
Apparently, the kidnappers knew who he was.
Chu Qin thought about his situation quickly.
After recording the program today, he was suddenly dragged into a van in the underground parking lot of the TV station.
Although he is in the entertainment industry, he really doesn't offend many people.
The most likely reason is money.
"You also know that I am a public figure," Chu Qin's voice was nice, clear and magnetic.
Due to professional habits, he spoke with frustration, so he sounded extremely calm, "I disappeared, and there must have been a commotion outside.
"How much money do you want?
I'll send someone to deliver it right away.
As long as you guarantee my safety, you can leave as soon as possible."
"Well" a fist hit Chu Qin without any warning.
He couldn't help shrinking his body and groaned.
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The bald man clenched his fists and sneered, showing no interest in the benefits he mentioned.
"Shengshi TV's golden microphone has a really nice sound."
Dahuangya walked up to Chu Qin, stretched out his hand to hold his chin, looked at him up and down, chuckled, and glanced at his crotch, "Do you want it?
Let’s try brother’s golden microphone” The malice hidden in these words set off alarm bells in Chu Qin's heart.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Chu Qin asked them coldly.
As he spoke, he quickly observed the surrounding environment.
It seemed to be dusk now.
Through the narrow lattice window on the wall, he could see the knee-high grass outside.
There are three of them, and there is only one of them.
There is obviously no chance of winning in a head-on fight.
At this time, an old-fashioned mobile phone placed on a beer box came into Chu Qin's sight.
"Hey, I'll take some photos for you, don't be nervous."
Dahuang Ya said with a smile, reaching out and starting to unbutton his shirt.
The man who had been silent all this time raised his camera and pointed the dark lens at him.
"Get away."
Chu Qin twisted his body to avoid Da Huangya's hand, while struggling, he kept turning his wrist.
"You brat, don't make a toast and you'll have to drink as a penalty."
The bald man obviously didn't have the patience and kicked Chu Qin in the chest.
Chu Qin was kicked so fast that he slid along the floor and hit the old box behind.
"Cough cough."
There was a sharp pain in his chest.
Chu Qin curled up and couldn't breathe.
After the pain passed, he coughed twice.
The bald man stalked over, the hard plastic slippers that pinched his feet making a squeaking sound that echoed in the empty warehouse, making it look very scary.
The bald man grabbed his collar, raised his hand and tore off his expensive shirt, revealing a fair chest with bruises and bruises on it, which looked a bit cruel and beautiful.
The sound of a camera shutter sounded overhead, and the person taking the photo had already set up his posture dutifully.
"Boss, I'll do it, I'll do it," Dahuangya swallowed, pushed his bald head away, and approached Chu Qin, "Come on, show me your little golden microphone."
Before he finished speaking, Chu Qin suddenly bumped into his nose.
The hard skull immediately broke the fragile bridge of his nose.
Huang Ya reflexively lowered his head to cover his nose.
Soon enough, Chu Qin jumped up, picked up the old box at hand, and slammed it towards the bald head.
The bald man didn't expect that he broke free from the rope, and half a box of nails and screws hit him all over his head and face.
Chu Qin rushed out without hesitation, grabbed the cell phone on the beer box, and sprinted out of the window at a speed of 100 meters.
The glass on the old window was incomplete, but the old glass was not tempered glass and was very sharp, so Chu Qin could not help but get stained again.
However, he couldn't care so much now.
The warehouse was surrounded by weeds, and beyond was an endless cornfield.
Chu Qin burrowed into the cornfield without thinking.
The three people in the warehouse ran out immediately.
"Damn it, you dare to run away."
The bald head was very angry, picked up a stick and chased after him.
It's already dark.
This is a suburb.
Since there is land, there must be villages if you keep going.
Chu Qin hunched his body, letting the corn stalks hide his head, and ran forward desperately.
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The sound of the bald man's heavy breathing came from behind.
Chu Qin often ran obstacles on the TV station and his body was very flexible.
The cornfield was unexpectedly big.
After running for a long time, Chu Qin tripped over something and fell to the ground.
He quickly shrank up and did not dare to make a sound.
He lowered his head and saw clearly what he was stumbling upon.
It turned out to be a stone monument painted with black and yellow paint.
"Boss, where are we?"
Big Yellow Ya's voice came from the distance.
"Damn it, he can't run far, get a flashlight."
Baldhead said angrily.
It's already dark, there are no street lights here, it's pitch black.
It was difficult for them to find Chu Qin, and it was difficult for Chu Qin to escape.
The two people were obviously looking in the wrong direction, and they were walking further and further away.
After making sure that they couldn't hear the sound, he took a deep breath and dialed the familiar mobile phone number.
"Hello" came a very impatient voice over there.
The Zhong Yibin he knew was very well-educated.
Even if he received a call from a stranger, he would answer it politely, instead of being completely impatient like today, " who" Hearing the familiar voice, Chu Qin almost shed tears: "I" "Chu Qin" The people over there recognized his voice immediately and became excited, "Where are you?"
"I'm in a cornfield outside an old warehouse in the suburbs.
I don't know the exact location, but there is a natural gas pipeline monument with 928 written on it."
Chu Qin whispered, listening to the surrounding movements with his ears raised.
"I understand, don't be afraid, I'll go find you right away."
Zhong Yibin's deep and steady voice successfully soothed his heart.
Chu Qin hung up the phone and huddled deep in the cornfield.
The pain in his body was overwhelming now.
He gritted his teeth and did not dare to make a sound.
He sat down on the ground and gathered some strength.
The summer night was not cold, and the chirping of insects kept coming.
The surroundings were too quiet, and I didn't dare to move for fear of causing any noise.
The pain in his chest became more and more painful, making his eyes dizzy and feeling dizzy in the dark.
I don't know how long it took, but a rustling sound came from far away, "Boss, here" Huang Ya's voice suddenly came from behind, and the bright light of a flashlight hit his face.
Chu Qin jumped up in shock.
There was the light of car lights in the distance, and he ran towards the direction of the car without looking back.
"Help" Chu Qin had no strength left, and the bald head was only three steps away from him.
This feeling was so terrifying that he couldn't help but let out a frightened cry for help.
"Damn it, where are you running?"
The bald head raised the stick in his hand and swung it towards him.
Zhong Yibin's SUV ran in front of the police car, rushed down the ramp, opened the door and ran into the field.
"Chu Qin" "Bang" Screams, gunshots, and the muffled sound of sticks hitting bones exploded in Chu Qin's ears at the same time.
The expected pain did not come, his body was tightly wrapped in a warm embrace, and warm liquid flowed into his neck.
Chu Qin turned around stiffly and saw blood flowing from Zhong Yibin's forehead, winding across his handsome face.
Then, the arms holding him slowly lost their strength, and his tall body fell forward softly. gd1806102: