I have special communication skills

Chapter 203 Get Her

When Yang Mianmian returned to the hotel, before stepping into the door of the room, he heard the door lock yell very fiercely: "Your friend was taken away!"

"What?" Yang Mianmian was taken aback, "Who was taken away by whom?"

"It's the woman who shared the room with you, who was taken away." The door also joined the topic, "But people didn't see clearly, he was wearing a mask and a hat."

"Where did you catch it?" Yang Mianmian was anxious.

The door said: "He left you a letter, stuff it in."

Yang Mianmian hurriedly swiped her card to open the door, and sure enough, she found a white letter on the carpet at the entrance, with a rose pressed on the envelope.

"Tonight at 44 o'clock, No. [-], Red Avenue, I invite you to have dinner together. We will see you there. If you don't come, you will regret it forever."

Yang Mianmian rubbed her arms: "It's really disgusting to be stared at by a pervert. Fortunately, I have already eaten dinner, otherwise I would have vomited out the disgusting dinner."

"Then what are you going to do?" the friends asked in unison.

Yang Mianmian smiled wryly and said: "Tonight at eight o'clock... Now there is only less than an hour left, so I can only break my promise to him. Although Si Xiaowen hates it very much, I really have to go this trip."

The other friends were shocked: "Don't take risks alone, it's too hard."

"Why don't you go to the police? Look at this letter. I think it's a threatening letter. People will think it's a love letter. It's strange if the police come to take care of it. They are busy investigating Hu Lan now." Yang Mianmian sighed , Sometimes it’s not doing it by yourself, it’s not because of luck, it’s just that there are many things that have to be done.

She thought for a while, "Ask Bob if he wants to believe me. I saw a gun in his drawer. To be honest, I really hate America, a place where guns are not allowed!"

In China, her escaping skills are top-notch. If the situation is wrong, she just needs to run over the wall. Most of the murder weapons are cold weapons, but now, no matter how skillful she is, she can't beat a single bullet, and she can still save her life after being stabbed. It's hard to say if you shoot one shot. I guess I will go to see God if I can't hold on until the ambulance arrives.

You can only clamp your tail and be a human being.

"It's really aggrieved." She sighed heavily again, and went to find Bob with the letter.

Happily, although Bob didn't believe that the person who left her the letter was a murderer, he was willing to go with her: "Girls should always be careful when going out at night, it's not safe here."

"Thank you so much." Bob was indeed a good person who still chose to help her under such circumstances, and Yang Mianmian awarded him a good person card without hesitation.

Bob drove Yang Mianmian to his destination. No. 44 Red Avenue was a residential building, but it was a relatively chaotic area. You could see street hooligans wandering around the street corners, as well as street warblers with heavy makeup to solicit business.

Before she got out of the car, Bob did not forget to remind: "The law and order in this area has always been bad, and crimes often occur. You must be careful. If something happens, just shout and I will call the police immediately."

"Okay." Yang Mianmian really wanted to ask if you could lend me your gun to strengthen her courage, but she also knew that the two had just met after all, so it was absolutely impossible.

So pretend to be a grandson today.With such a tragic mood, Yang Mianmian walked in.

The corridor is narrow and the line of sight is not clear, only faint light can be seen in the distance, Yang Mianmian walked forward lightly, and asked by the way: "How many people are there?"

"Count you, four." I don't know who said it in the corner, with a lazy and careless tone.

Four, that is one more.Yang Mianmian licked her lips, feeling a little nervous. She wanted to know more about the situation inside, but Wu Le didn't allow her to continue: "I know you're here, please come in."

Yang Mianmian opened the door and went in, only to see Wu Le standing in front of the dining table in an apron, with arms outstretched, looking at her with a smile in the small room, as if welcoming guests from afar. Two people, one is Si Xiaowen, the other is a blond Caucasian girl, both of them were tied behind their backs to a chair and gagged.

Seeing that there was no fifth person, Yang Mianmian was really relieved. She was afraid that Wu Le would have another helper, so she guessed that something was really going wrong.

"What did you ask me for?" She didn't intend to let Wu Le know that she lacked confidence, otherwise she would be easily deprived of control, so she was as cold and arrogant as she was in school back then.

Wu Le is also used to her behavior, and even, in his mind, Yang Mianmian should be such a person: "Didn't I tell you to invite you to dinner?"

He did put on a posture to invite her to dinner. On the table near her, cold dishes have been set up: "Sit down, let's chat slowly."

"I don't think there is a need to waste time." Yang Mianmian said in a blunt tone, standing at the door all the time, as if preparing to run away immediately if something went wrong.

Wu Le shrugged: "If this is the case, I told you that you will be very sorry." He pulled out a gun from his back and pointed at the two girls, "Do I need to give you a little warning first? Better?" As soon as he finished speaking, before Yang Mianmian could answer, he shot the white girl in the shoulder, and she let out a muffled grunt, blood seeping from her shoulder.

"I'm glad you can lend me your kitchen, but unfortunately, I need to invite my girl to stay a little longer." He spoke English, and the words my girl made one's scalp tingle.

Yang Mianmian looked at her expressionlessly: "I would take risks for someone I don't know, you think too highly of my sympathy."

"Well, in fact you have." Wu Le then brought the vegetable soup, and he made an apologetic gesture, "The materials are limited, so you can just make do with it."

Yang Mianmian was unmoved: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to chat with you, you'd better do as I said, otherwise," he pointed his gun at Si Xiaowen's temple, "the next one will be your classmate, you two have been in high school for three years Classmate, you can ignore strangers, but I don't believe that you can watch the classmate you have been with for three years die here... Don't rush to deny it, I know you better than you think, I know your high school history When I was young, I met a man who enjoyed dismembering corpses, and that was your high school doctor, am I right honey?"

"You investigate me?"

"No, I'll observe you." Wu Le said with a smile, "Honestly speaking, you are the only fun I have in playing that boring role."

Yang Mianmian glanced at him. In her impression, the Wu Le who confessed to her was a self-righteous bastard who actively seeks profit and puts profit first. He is completely a small person, but now he seems to be a completely different person. It is described as if someone has been time-traveled, and that person is still a well-educated nobleman.

"Play?"

"My father thinks this is a skill that I must master." He shrugged, as if he felt very helpless about his father's arrangement, "The skill of being able to play any role at any time, I have watched your TV series, say To be honest, that acting is really terrible, you can try my method when you have time, it is very effective, I have played children with autism, rich and self-willed silly Duosu, and there is also "Wu Le" who is so dedicated People who climb are sometimes very interesting, but if no one exposes you all the time, it is also a very boring thing.”

No one around him doubted that he was acting. He acted so lifelikely. Whether it was a teacher or a classmate, everyone believed in it.

With the growth of age and the improvement of acting skills, such tests became more and more boring, but Le Wen gave him a limited time of more than one month. Only after passing all the tests, Le Wen would recognize him as his heir.

At this time, Yang Mianmian appeared, using a line from an old-fashioned romance novel, she successfully aroused his interest.

Maybe it's because she's beautiful, maybe it's because she's smart, maybe it's because she looks at others exactly like him.

Those self-righteous people are so stupid and ridiculous in their eyes, aren't they?

He deliberately confessed to her, wanting to test her reaction, but he didn't expect her reaction to be more interesting than he imagined. He saw the impatience in her eyes, but turned a blind eye, wanting to know where her bottom line was.

Sure enough, she had no interest in the person set up by "Wu Le". The moment she sat down on the chair and watched her flaunt herself, Wu Le wanted to show her true colors in front of her, so that she could see her true self.

But he suppressed that impulse and waited patiently until the assessment period expired.

His father told him that the young woman in red was his target, but the first person he wanted to see was her. She was in the laboratory. He knew it, but he didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to kill him halfway. He was able to temporarily change his goal. Fortunately, a girl in a red dress walked by that day, and he chose her as his first work.

But although he has been choosing targets according to his father's instructions, Wu Le is not very attached to the woman in red, which is more of a proof.

To prove that the father did not misunderstand the person, to prove that he can be a child that his father is proud of.After all, for so many years, he has always worshiped his father, he is strong and cold, nothing can escape his palm, it was his father who brought him out of the orphanage, for this reason, he stayed at any cost.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Le Wen chose him in the end. Even if Wu Le kills someone, he still wants to stay by his side. How similar is he to the self who does not hesitate to betray himself and does not want to be kicked out of the house by Le Hong?
But after Le Wen was arrested, he didn't know why his father chose the women in red as his target. He hated and feared them.

It was as if overnight, the mountain in his mind collapsed, and it turned out that his father was not the omnipotent person he imagined.

During the days of absconding, he lost his faith, lost his goal, and ran around like a street mouse on the streets of this foreign country. This does not mean that he was in such a mess. An unnoticed prostitute who robbed their meager savings, his life wasn't too bad.

But a day without a goal is like a mouse in constant panic.

Until that day, he hid in the utility room to avoid the police, and accidentally found the diary hidden under the floor.

There are answers to unsolved cases that have not been solved for more than 70 years.

He has rediscovered his purpose in life.

He wants to get her, if he can't, he will kill her, so that she can no longer belong to others.

(End of this chapter)