Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 19 Hijacking
Sitting on the sofa waiting for the checkout, Jiang Yimian couldn't help rubbing her exposed legs.

Her knees were fleshy and white, with dimples, not skinny knees. Her calves were very beautiful, and her ankles were slender, so graceful that a whole symphony could be written.

But even so, she thought she would try not to reveal it in the future...

cold.

The air conditioner is turned on as if it doesn't cost money.

A few minutes later, the clerk walked towards Jiang Yimian with the bag, "Hello miss, our store is holding an event recently, so there is a gift for matching this set of home clothes."

"It's so good." When she heard that there was a gift, Miss Jiang smiled like a flower.

"It's been put in your pocket for you."

"Thank you."

"Hope to see you next time."

"Come here, come here." Jiang Yimian nodded with a smile, secretly giving this store ten points, leaving ninety points to be seen.

When she walked out of the shopping mall, she wanted to quietly look through the gifts, and if it was delicious, she just took it off. She didn't want to just put her hand in her pocket, and there was a "woo woo woo wa" sound on the road. The police siren sounded, and a bunch of policemen came straight towards her like "crackling" dumplings.

Jiang Yimian was sure that he did not commit a crime.

She didn't climb over the guardrail in the middle of the road, didn't run a red light, and didn't turn a blind eye to the old lady who was crossing the road. Therefore, it is impossible for the police to come for her.

Looking left and right, she finally locked her target on a girl with blond curly hair.

She has a very petite figure and feels shorter than her. She wears a peaked cap with the brim pushed down to the extreme.

Usually, when the brim of the hat is pressed to such a degree, Jiang Yimian thinks that there are only two possibilities: either, he is really afraid of getting sunburned; or, he is afraid of being recognized by others.

In the current situation, she is more inclined to the latter.

As if to confirm her conjecture, the group of police officers ran towards the girl in one go.

When the name Ashley came to mind, Jiang Yimian felt that those police officers charged too hard, they should have let the plainclothes walk over and take her down as if nothing had happened, instead of appearing in a gang fight like now, this kind of scene is very serious for a serial murderer Undoubtedly very exciting.

A few seconds later, Jiang Yimian's conjecture was confirmed again.

Ashley casually picked up a pedestrian from the side, and put a sharp dagger on the other person's neck.

moment!

The screams were mixed with the music outside the mall, and the shrill sound seemed to pierce the eardrums of people.

When the incident happened suddenly, the nearby pedestrians were frightened and ran away one after another, adding another obstacle to the police's rescue. The originally deserted shopping mall suddenly became "lively" because of this hostage-taking case.

Among the noisy crowd and the chaotic scene, Jiang Yimian is undoubtedly a different kind.

She didn't run or scream, she raised her hand to block the dazzling sunlight, her bright almond eyes narrowed slightly.

She is not a negotiator, nor a special police commando. There is no place for her to play in a hijacking case, so she should leave, but when she saw the bulging belly of the hijacked person, she stopped abruptly. .

The abductee was a woman from country Z, about 30 years old, very conspicuous among a group of blond and blue-eyed people from country M.

She covered her swollen belly with both hands, and even from a distance, Jiang Yimian could still feel her fear.

Fear of possibly losing a child.

Sighing almost imperceptibly, Jiang Yimian took out the ID in his pocket, stooped to push through the crowd and approached a policeman at the outermost edge.

"If you need it, I can take the place of the pregnant woman as a hostage." When Jiang Yimian said this, sweat broke out from the palms of Jiang Yimian's hands.

In her heart, she was far less calm than she appeared.

Everyone is afraid of death.

She is no exception.

She is afraid of death and despair, afraid of the dark and chaotic night, I am afraid of death, afraid of nothingness, afraid of...

Some feelings that have not yet been expressed are buried deep in the bottom of my heart.

The policeman took one look at her and told her to wait a moment while he went to report to the chief.

They first wanted to ensure the safety of the hostages, but obviously, the prisoners would not agree to their group of rough policemen being hostages. Just thinking about that scene made it hard to tell who was the prisoner and who was the hostage.

As for the little girl in front of her, she is a police officer, but she is not wearing a police uniform. She is a forensic doctor, but she looks more like a student who is not familiar with the world.

The important thing is that she is also from country Z.

It may be possible to use this as a breakthrough to ask the prisoner to change the hostage.

but……

"Are not you afraid?"

"Scared." Jiang Yimian nodded very simply, and after she finished speaking, she pointed to the crying pregnant woman who was held by Ashley with a knife, "But at least she can keep calm."

Only when she is calm can she cooperate with the police in implementing the arrest plan.

"Let me try first, she may not agree to exchange." It's just that she has to try.

As a member of the Jiang family, she couldn't turn a blind eye to human life.

After briefly discussing with the officer about the timing of shooting later, Jiang Yimian squeezed out of the crowd with a rivet bag on his back and a shopping bag in his hand, and walked in from the other side.

Looking at the scene in the center of the encirclement, the surprise on her face did not seem to be feigned at all, as if she had just arrived at the scene of the crime after shopping.

"Sister!" The crisp "Sister" attracted many people's attention.

Jiang Yimian's eyes were red, and the eagerness on her face did not seem to be fake, "Please let my sister go, she still has a child in her stomach!"

"Why did you kidnap her?"

"I have no other relatives, only this sister."

Her words were messy and urgent, which was very different from those well-organized negotiators.

She has a glib tongue, but now she needs a blunt mouth like the back of an alligator.

Only in this way will it be easy for Ashley to let his guard down.

Ashley slowly turned her head to look at Jiang Yimian, she has a pair of slate gray eyes, the look in her eyes is almost emotionless, her lips are slightly hooked, but that expression does not look like a smile, only the small fangs of a carnivore are exposed, white Like a freshly cut orange core, bright as porcelain.

Judging from the size alone, Ashley has no attack power.

But those eyes...

It is indeed in line with the viciousness and ruthlessness that every serial murderer should have.

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　　【small theater】

　　Fourth Young Master Feng: Why didn't I play a role?
　　Daqi: Big names are all on the finale.

　　Fourth Young Master Feng: So I have to wait for the ending before I can come out?
　　Daqi: ...

　　You are not sick in your heart, you are sick in your brain (￢_￢)
　　Mianmian: It's another drama about a hero saving the beauty, so old-fashioned.

　　Daqi: You are a hero.

　　Mianmian: Wow!marvelous!

　　Fourth Young Master Feng: Mianmian...then what am I...

　　Mianmian: You are a snake spirit.

　　Fourth Young Master Feng: ...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)