The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 622 Ji Qian, You Must Persevere
With a creak, a ray of light came out from the crack in the door.

Ji Qian frowned, then tried to open her eyes.

In the blurred light, a tall figure walked in, and that figure blocked the glare of the light, which allowed her eyes to adapt a bit.

The aroma of the food reached her nostrils, she moved her nostrils and regained consciousness.

Someone came to take out the cloth ball that was blocked in her mouth. She moved her mouth and felt severe pain in the muscles of her face.

No one would feel well if their mouths were gagged like this for almost non-stop for 24 days in a row.

Yes, 24 days.

On June 6, 19 days had passed since Ji Qian and Xu Ying disappeared.

Ji Qian silently counted the dates in her heart, feeling anxious.

After so many days, I don't know how Song Zhen is doing, can he still hold on?
There are also parents, elder brother, master, Zhixian, are they all dying of anxiety?
Closed in this small room, the windows were sealed with cellophane by the murderer, and she could only distinguish day and night by the blurred light changes.

Because she was afraid of not knowing her age, she deliberately dropped rice grains every day when she was eating, and counted by these deliberately spilled rice grains.

One capsule a day, a total of 24 capsules.

"Let's eat." The man's voice was deliberately disguised, so she couldn't tell it apart, and he was wearing a mask, a hat, and sunglasses around his eyes. He was almost fully armed, making it impossible for her to recognize him.

The only certainty is that she must have known this man.

Otherwise, why did he spend so much effort deliberately pretending to be?
It's not that she hadn't thought of making a noise to ask for help, but she had to give up when she looked at the sleepy and fragile Xu Ying beside her.

Because the last time she tried to grind the rope and was discovered by a man, the man did not punish her, but beat Xu Ying. The fists that fell on Xu Ying like a torrential rain, and even the sound of bones breaking, could hear her Terrified.

From then on, she never dared to act recklessly again.

Because as long as she is dishonest, Xu Ying will be "punished".

The murderer is an extremely cautious person, even if Xu Ying is used to restrain her, he will not let go of her hand when eating, but will feed her himself.

There is even a rope sitting under his buttocks, the rope passes through a steel bar on the ceiling above his head, and an ax hangs on the other end. Under the ax is Xu Ying who is also tied up and cannot move.

If she was dishonest while eating, if she acted rashly and provoked him to move his body, the ax would very likely fall down, and it would be hard to say where Xu Ying would be injured.

This is how he threatened her.

But when Xu Ying was eating, he changed to another way.

He had no resistance to Xu Ying's cowardice, so he boldly untied the rope from her hand and let her eat by herself.

But the knife in her hand was on Ji Qian's neck, forcing Xu Ying to also dare not act rashly, and at the same time dare not stop eating, even unable to go on a hunger strike.

The two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are lingering under such strict surveillance and in this state of mutual containment.

The more this happened, the more Ji Qian panicked.

This person didn't torture them or kill them, so why did he take such pains to keep them?
Unless, he wants to use them to threaten the person who cares most about them!

That is Song Zhen!
What exactly does he want to do?
Ji Qian was puzzled, but she could only obediently chew the food one bite at a time.

She doesn't know the taste of food, but she has to eat.

As long as there is a glimmer of life, she will not give up.

She remembered that Li Zhan once told her that he envied Song Zhen, nothing else mattered, but that the person Song Zhen loved was still alive.

It is possible only when people are alive.

So as long as she has one breath, as long as she has hope of living, she will not give up.

She thought of Han Zhixian again, and Zhixian was still waiting for her to visit the town where she settled down.

Han Zhixian survived such a difficult and painful time, watched the sun rise and the moon set with Xiao Xiangli, and lived a long life, she can do it, grit her teeth, bear it, she will definitely be able to!

She firmly believes that Song Zhen will definitely find clues and finally save her and Xu Ying.

With such a belief, she was obedient and submissive, secretly counting the days and trying to remember the surrounding environment.

Soon, she finished her meal.

After eating, she looked nervously at the rope on which the man was sitting, but obviously, her obedience satisfied the man, and he didn't loosen the rope on purpose to intimidate her.

The man gagged her again, then grabbed the rope with his hand, tied it to a wooden post erected next to him, and then went to invite Xu Ying to eat.

Xu Ying's hands and mouth were free for a short time.

She was in a daze, and her mental state had already appeared in a trance.

The man grabbed her head and woke her up.

When she looked at Ji Qian with the knife on her neck, she regained a brief sobriety and tears flowed from her eyes.

But she didn't dare to speak anymore, because the last time she spoke out, she tried to comfort Ji Qian, who knew that as soon as a syllable came out, there was a line of blood on Ji Qian's neck.

This cruel man didn't allow them to have any verbal communication, and even had too much eye contact while eating, he would punish them in different ways.

In such a depressing and tense atmosphere, it was a miracle that Ji Qian could still maintain her last trace of sobriety and remember to count the dates. Xu Ying hadn't gone completely crazy yet.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of Song Zhen's woman and mother, I am very optimistic about you." The man smiled, still deliberately lowering his voice, not the original voice.

Finally, after lunch was done, the man tied Xu Ying up again, then packed up the dishes and prepared to go out.

Just as he opened the door, he seemed to remember something, and said to Ji Qian: "Song Zhen went to G City to see your house. Tell me, is he going to commemorate or mourn you? You know, he will have another house tomorrow. I went to visit Song Chun in Province F, so he probably thought you were dead too? Right? So go mourn."

Ji Qian raised her head, her eyes were slightly dazed, there seemed to be some kind of light flickering in her eyes, the light was extremely weak, like the fire of a firefly candle, which could be extinguished with a single breath.

The man knew that the woman was actually tense to the limit, and then chuckled lightly, "Hehe, don't worry, I won't let this happen."

He brought her here on purpose, how could it make Song Zhen really think she was dead?
When Ji Qian heard these words, she didn't feel relaxed. On the contrary, her eyes seemed to be clouded.

The thing she was most worried about had happened.

Looking at the man, her eyes burst out with hatred and hatred.

However, what threat can a weak woman who is tied up and gagged can pose to the murderer who controls her life and death?

Obviously not.

The man ignored her and directly closed the door.

At that moment, Ji Qian saw the scene outside the door through the narrowing gap in the door.

Although it passed away in a flash, she remembered it and pieced it together with the fragmented pictures accumulated every day in the past 24 days, and finally put together a messy picture.

The outside seemed to be a living room, with a long glass coffee table, and the window was diagonally opposite the door of their room, and there was a piece of green outside the window.

Some time ago, her attention had been on the coffee table, hoping to find some clues.

There are two books on the coffee table, a white remote control board, a tissue box, a thermos cup, and a fruit plate. Except for the book, the rest are things that have no clear reference, so she has been trying to find out what the name of the book is. .

But her short-sightedness, the dry contact lens was taken off by the murderer a long time ago, without the glasses, the things she sees are just blurred shapes, and it is already the limit to be able to see what those things are, how dare she Delusion to see the name of the book?

Today she simply gave up the coffee table and looked away, but she could only see a piece of green outside the window.

For her who is short-sighted, that green is really a...

She could only roughly judge that it was a tree with large leaves and thick branches, and the color... seemed to be some white spots?

It's over, is her nearsightedness so severe?
Even looking at a tree trunk can see the light spots!
The door closed, and the room was once again plunged into darkness.

She turned her head to look at Xu Ying. Their mouths were blocked in the darkness, and they couldn't even make a whining sound. They could only look at each other. Although the light was dim and they could hardly see each other, they knew that the other was looking at myself.

They can only encourage each other in this way and tell each other that they must persevere.

Song Zhen was waiting for them to go home.

So, be sure to stick to it.

(End of this chapter)