I Will Take Back What Was Mine

Everyone looked at the president incredulously. How could he embarrass the oriental girl? Everyone didn't understand George's behavior.

"So?" An Jin's face looked like a smile. She knew that George should have no bad heart. She just tested whether she was really not afraid. She was really naive.

"So you may need to get it back." George's curiosity about an Jin is even stronger.

“ok.” An Jin knows that even if he refuses this now, George will still find another way to test himself again and again, so it's better to let him do it.

"We'll wait for you here." George's handsome face spread out with a bright smile if a child got candy.

An Jin didn't look back, but walked up step by step until an Jin's back disappeared at the corner of the stairs. George looked back and the rest said, "let's go and wait for her."

"President, are you sure? What if an Jinwan has an accident?" The old member standing next to George asked anxiously. Today's George is very strange. This is not his usual style.

"We're right outside. We'll hear anything, and it'll be fine. Don't worry." Everyone looked at George's confident appearance, and slowly relaxed. They followed George out of the castle one by two.

An Jin doesn't know what happened on the first floor at all. She walks forward step by step. The castle is very quiet. An Jin can hear her heartbeat.

If it's not nervous at all, it's false. After all, the real supernatural event happened to an Jin, so there are ghosts in this world.

An Jin wandered into the shooting room. Except for some broken furniture, he didn't see any equipment in the room. An Jin looked at every place carefully, but still didn't.

She went out of the room. She determined that it was George's prank. Her patience was almost exhausted. She joined the club because of the lack of activities, but she didn't expect that the president was an eccentric person.

An Jin came to the door of another room, which was the only place he had to go downstairs. Suddenly an Jin heard a slight sound.

An Jin was stunned. She didn't move for fear that she heard wrong.

An Jin was not sure what sound she heard. She leaned slightly and stretched her head slightly to the place where the sound came from. However, the sound appeared again. This time, an Jin affirmed that it was an artificial sound.

Many possibilities suddenly appeared in an Jin's mind. She thought whether George was scaring herself, but the sound came from behind her. Obviously, she was here before she went upstairs. Otherwise, if she came up after an Jin, an Jin would certainly hear the sound.

An Jin reacted quickly. Now it's too late to run down the stairs, because she can hear the sound gathering not far away from her. She may not have found herself yet. If she ran downstairs, she would expose herself. An Jin slowly moved to the side of her. Her action is so light that she's afraid of making any noise.

An Jin enters the room. She closes the door quietly and hides behind a huge wardrobe.

This is a dilapidated room. This huge wardrobe can completely block an Jin. An Jin's uneasy heart is slightly relieved.

"Bang." An Jin's heart, which was hard to relax, was tightly pulled together again. This was the unique sound of the sound elimination system. An Jin's face turned pale. How she hoped that there were not people standing outside, but ghosts.

The movement outside slowly quieted down, and the footsteps stopped at the door of an Jin's room. An Jin didn't dare to make a sound, and she didn't even have any wishful thinking. She was afraid that she would neglect something and bring death to herself.

The footsteps slowly walked away from the door of the room. An Jin couldn't hear any sound, but she still didn't dare to relax. She slowly moved back, but unexpectedly, the floor suddenly made a huge noise.

Although the castle remained roughly the same, with the passage of time, the floor and furniture were corroded to varying degrees, so the place where an Jin accidentally stepped on made such a loud noise.

An Jin held her breath and stood where she was. She didn't dare to make a sound. The sound of footsteps came closer and closer to her and came to the door where she was.

"Zhi..." the door of the room was pushed open, and an Jin's head spun rapidly. He was thinking about how to solve the matter in front of him. The sound of footsteps came to an Jin and stopped. An Jin looked up and saw a gun pointing at his head.

An Jin can't see who is standing in front of her, but her hand holding the gun is very white. An Jin knows that the other party may want to kill herself. Thinking of this, an Jin is not so nervous.

"I didn't see anything. I just came to look for something. It's a passer-by." The man standing in front of an Jin heard an Jin's words, and his hand holding the gun moved slightly. An Jin thought the other party didn't believe his words.

"I'm a student of noble college. I came here today to shoot community materials. I didn't hear or see anything about what happened outside..."

"An Jin..." suddenly, Ji Qichuan's voice reached an Jin's ears, and an Jin took a step forward in doubt.

"Ji forgets Chuan?" Before an Jin finished his words, he saw that the man in front of him fell heavily to the ground, and an Jin stepped back two steps.

Ji qiechuan didn't expect to meet an Jin here. At the moment she spoke, Ji qiechuan heard an Jin's voice.

An Jin walks out of the corner and sees Ji forgetting Chuan lying on the ground. The gun pointing to his head just now fell not far away. An Jin doesn't know how Ji forgetting Chuan appeared here, and the bright red on the ground is... Blood?

"Ji Qinchuan, why are you hurt?" An Jin sits beside Ji qiechuan and sees his abdomen bleeding. An Jin wants to help Ji qiechuan stop bleeding, but Ji qiechuan stops him.

"Do you have your cell phone?" An Jin quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Ji forgetting Chuan.

But Ji Qichuan didn't pick it up, just reported a series of figures.

"Call and tell the other party that you are an Jin. I'm hurt and tell the other party the address." An Jin looked at Ji Qichuan's pale face, and her hands trembled unconsciously.

"Well, good." An Jin dialed the phone. After two calls, a man answered the phone.

"Hello, I'm an Jin. Ji Qichuan is with me now. He's injured. It looks like a gunshot wound in the abdomen. We're in the castle of fisder manor, on the third floor." An Jin explained the situation to the other party in an orderly manner.