quadruple sleep

Chapter 361 The Trap
Even though the lighting in the room was dim, Hang Si recognized the man in front of him at a glance.

His eyes seemed to be soaked by the snow outside the window. Although it was not extremely cold, it was still chilly. This chill spread as he looked over. At this moment, the man's eyes were very calm, without any sign of drunkenness.

Qiao Yuan.

Appeared.

Hang Si took a breath.

Although she had never been looking forward to Qiao Yuan's appearance as much as today, she was still extremely nervous when she looked into Qiao Yuan's eyes, so nervous that she regretted and retreated. In fact, Hang Si understood that it had become an instinct for her to avoid Qiao Yuan.

She felt the man's hand increase in strength, and then she was taken to the bed by Qiao Yuan, and the next moment Qiao Yuan pressed on her.

The chill on his back penetrated into the bones and into his blood, and Hang Si felt his upper and lower teeth trembling.

But she couldn't panic at this time, she kept telling herself.

Without struggling, she mustered up the courage to look him in the eye and said word by word, "Qiao Yuan, you know very well why I called you out."

Qiao Yuan lowered his face, and gently stroked her cheek with his thin lips. His low voice was obviously teasing and mocking, "Isn't it because you miss me?"

Lu Nanshen was drunk.

Also, Lu Nanshen had been using her travel clothes for washing these days, so Qiao Yuan had a familiar scent on him, in other words, it was Lu Nanshen's scent, which could somewhat relieve her tension.

She didn't dodge or avoid, although her body was very stiff.

"Qiao Yuan, you know very well how Duan Guoliang died, right?"

Qiao Yuan raised his head slightly and stared at her, "Lu Nanshen doesn't even want to know about this, why are you so obsessed with it? Ah Si, it's okay to be curious, but being curious about everything may not necessarily lead to any good results."

"If even he doesn't want to know the truth, then I can only think of one reason." Hang Si met his eyes and said with certainty, "Duan Guoliang's death is most likely related to me."

"Don't talk nonsense." Qiao Yuan frowned suddenly and shouted coldly.

Who is Qiao Yuan?

Although he was paranoid and moody, he was very careful in what he said and did, and it was rare for him to lose control of his emotions like this. However, at this moment, Hang Si suddenly realized a problem, and maybe his guess was not wrong.

For a moment, my brain was buzzing and my whole body became several degrees colder.

This time the chill was not brought by Qiao Yuan, but by the truth that she was most likely to have guessed.

"So, I was right." Hang Si subconsciously clenched his hands and placed them at his sides.

Qiao Yuan gritted his teeth, and there were obvious emotions in his eyes, displeasure, anger, and an indescribable, unclear light. He stared at her for a long time, but suddenly smiled, "Ah Si, for Lu Nanshen, are you willing to sacrifice yourself?"

"I've already come to Meitang Village, so I'm already an authority." Hang Si's attitude was straightforward.

There was an obvious coldness in Qiao Yuan's smile, "You want to be the person in charge, have you asked me?" He held the back of her head with his big hand and suddenly pressed her face down.

Hang Si reacted in time, and his face turned, and his lips fell on the side of her ear. Qiao Yuan's eyes were fierce, and he forced his lips to hers. Hang Si shouted coldly, "They are all outside, do you think you can succeed?" Qiao Yuan stopped and raised his head slightly, "Do you think I am afraid of those people outside?"

"Of course you're not afraid." Hang Si tried hard to suppress the fear in her heart, not letting herself retreat a bit. "If you were afraid, you wouldn't have imprisoned me for two years. In your eyes, people outside can't threaten you at all. But," she changed the subject, "you're afraid of trouble."

Qiao Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Chen Yezhou doesn't know about your primary and secondary personalities, and all his thoughts are on Duan Ning. But once he knows your existence, especially you, who can single-handedly imprison me for two years, what do you think he will think? Can he still be so determined to believe that the murderer is someone else? Won't he suspect that Duan Ning might just be one of you?" Hang Si said sternly.

Every word is precious and every word is crucial.

When Qiao Yuan pursed his lips, his jaw was tense, which made him look particularly fierce. Hang Si raised his chin slightly, obviously having the upper hand, "So Qiao Yuan, no matter how much you don't want to admit it, this is the fact. You and Lu Nanshen, at least for now, you and Lu Nanshen are still one, so his trouble is your trouble, unless you replace him now, but obviously, now is not the time."

He looked very unhappy.

In the past, Hang Si would be scared, even trembling with fear, but today she was determined to go all out. She didn't believe that he couldn't think of this with his intelligence quotient.

After a long time, Qiao Yuan let her go.

The moment Hang Si climbed up from the bed, her heart finally settled down. She knew Qiao Yuan's personality well. If he let her go at this time, it basically meant that he would not touch her, unless she did something stupid and touched his reverse scale.

The room fell into silence.

This kind of tranquility is rare between her and Qiao Yuan.

After a long while, Qiao Yuan finally spoke in a low voice, "Duan Guoliang's death has nothing to do with you, don't think too much about it."

Hearing this, Hang Si suddenly laughed.

Qiao Yuan looked up at her, obviously not understanding what she was laughing at. She stood up and walked to the chair and sat down. The chair was made of old wood and was handmade. It was rough and simple. Hang Si looked particularly petite sitting in it.

"Nan Shen and I, or more precisely you and I, were both parties involved in the kidnapping case. Duan Ning targeted Nan Shen two years ago, causing the disbandment of the band he had worked so hard to establish. With Nan Shen's personality, he would pursue any clues about the murderer, let alone something directly related to the case?" She bent her knees and hugged her legs, "So there is only one possibility, that is, he is worried that this matter is related to me."

In the flickering firelight, Qiao Yuan's expression became increasingly gloomy. He stared at her for a long time, and the light in his pupils gradually dimmed. He sighed, "Can't you change your temper? Must you be so stubborn?"

Hang Si was stunned. She didn't expect Qiao Yuan to talk to her so suddenly. For a moment she didn't know how to respond.

Fortunately, Qiao Yuan continued to speak, and this time he sounded like he was willing to compromise, which was rare. "In fact, Duan Guoliang's death has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to bear such a heavy psychological burden."

"It doesn't matter much? Then it still matters?" Hang Si grasped the key point.

This time Qiao Yuan was silent for even longer, so long that if there had not been light in the room, Hang Si would have thought Qiao Yuan had gone back. When Qiao Yuan spoke again, there was a gust of wind outside the window, and large clumps of snow were blown off the plum tree, brushing against the window glass, like a pale face.

"Remember the trap you set in the woods?"

Hang Si was stunned. A trap?
But she soon remembered that, yes, she had set a trap in the woods. Although she was extremely disappointed with her parents and the outside world, she also saw those kidnapped children. The trap was on the only forest road leading to the outside, and it was covered with thick grass. She gave herself an excuse that she could catch some prey, but in fact, she had a hidden hope in her heart, hoping that the children who ran away would not be caught by those people.

Qiao Yuan looked at her and continued, "Someone moved the trap."