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I didn't want Tan Jiao to see that bloody scene, nor did I want her to witness all the cruelty in this world. So I held her tightly and pressed her head into my chest. Her face was calm and desolate, she understood everything.
I freed up one hand to continue sending out distress signals. In fact, the hope was so slim that it was almost impossible; for us to be rescued, someone had to coincidentally tune into the same channel as me in the middle of the night, understand the signals I sent out and believe them, then alert the authorities immediately.
But I knew it would happen.
Because of that life-saving first-aid kit.
Those words on the card were written by me.
The medicine box was prepared by me. The person who lured Tang Jiao to that small alley for a meeting half a year ago in the middle of the night was also me.
The future... no, me in the past.
As soon as I thought of this, a scorching feeling spread across my heart. She still didn't know anything, and I couldn't help but use all my strength to hold her even tighter. She leaned her face against the base of my neck, quiet and beautiful, like an angel amidst this room filled with bloodthirsty evil.
Something new happened downstairs again.
Tan Jiao suddenly left my arms and approached the hole. I raised my eyes and looked over, shocked in my heart.
On the first floor, a thug lay on the ground, clutching his throat with both hands, foaming at the mouth, and contorting his face. Next to him was a half-empty soda that had just been taken out of the refrigerator.
Su Wei and the other bandit who was left in the house rushed over, that person died very quickly, twitched a few times, and didn't move again, his complexion looked very abnormal. Su Wei unbelievably went to check his breath and pulse, eyes wide with astonishment.
"Could it be poisoning?" another bandit said, "He's always been in good health, it can't be that... But we also drank water from the fridge just now and nothing happened..."
My heart skipped a beat.
The third bandit died. And he died more directly, with no attempt to conceal the murder. It was as if it had been calculated that when the bandit reached for the drink in the refrigerator, it would be the perfect moment for him to die from poisoning.
I also thought of another point, there are 7 people in total, and 2 people are still outside looking for me. Now in the house, only 2 people are left.
Su Yu's face turned iron-green as he stood up, his icy gaze fixed on the crowd in the room. He suddenly took a step back and roared: "Who did it? Who poisoned me?"
The Chen family, including Zheng Zhiwei, were all shocked and terrified.
"Are you not going to say? I'll kill your whole family! Who the hell is messing with us..." At this time, his gaze fell on Zheng Zhiwei, and his eyes revealed hatred. Zheng Zhiwei was clearly frightened, and hastily said: "It's not me, really not...I, I, how could I have done these things? I don't dare, I wouldn't do it!" He almost cried out loud.
My heart skipped a beat, and Tan Jiao also froze at this moment. Our eyes met, and I knew we had already thought of the same person.
But how could all this be done by a person with normal mental faculties?
Just then, someone stood up.
Chen Baozhu suddenly said: "Brother, they now have only two people, we have 6 people, what are we waiting for? This is our best chance to escape."
She spoke quickly and clearly, her thin voice like a thunderclap in the ears of everyone in the room. As she spoke, Chen Baozhu swiftly picked up the knife that the poisoned person had dropped on the ground. Professor Chen was stunned for a moment, while the other members of the Chen family seemed to be momentarily shocked.
Su and Wu were also shocked. But another person caught my attention, Feng Yan. She was sitting on the sofa, her body suddenly leaned forward, her face tense, with an unknown intention.
Professor Chen finally flew into a rage, his face bright red, and struggled to get up, shouting: "We're going out! Let's fight them!" Tang Leng's body moved slightly, and Chen Ruying, with her head lowered, also stood up.