Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Lin Tianpiao stood up, slowly walked around the office, and finally stopped in front of the desk, looking at the photo of Director Yang on the desk.

That bald, slightly chubby face smiled so hypocritically.

"no,"

Lin Tian turned to Secretary Wang and said, "You have to answer two questions for me first. First, where is Director Yang's embezzled money? Second, where is he now? I'll let you go after you answer those questions."

He paused, then added, "Don't worry, I won't kill women or children."

Secretary Wang was secretly delighted.

Not killing women?

So... does that mean I'll survive?

But the next second, she suddenly remembered the women who died in the courtyard: He Yushui, Qin Huairu, Jia Zhangshi, Wang Cuilan... Weren't they all women?

Bang Geng and Xiao Dang, aren't they just kids?

Lin Tian killed them anyway.

Is he lying to her?

This thought sent a chill down Secretary Wang's spine.

But... but faced with a sliver of hope that she might survive, she had no choice.

Let's take a gamble.

Bet Lin Tian keeps his word.

I'm gambling that I'm not destined to die.

Secretary Wang took a deep breath, as if he had made a great decision: "Director Yang's ill-gotten gains are hidden underground in his cellar. He's playing the victim."

Factory Director Yang lives in the Dongcheng District compound, on the third floor of the leftmost building, apartment number 305.

After she finished speaking, she looked at Lin Tian cautiously: "Lin Tian... can you let me go now?"

Lin Tian tilted his head, as if he was thinking.

The office fell into a deathly silence.

Only the clock on the wall ticked, and Secretary Wang's heavy breathing could be heard.

Finally, Lin Tian spoke: "It's possible, but..."

"But what?" Secretary Wang's heart jumped again.

"I'd like to greet Director Yang first."

Lin Tian said, his voice carrying a childlike innocence, "You know, I'm a polite and kind-hearted child. It would be so impolite of me to visit him so abruptly."

Secretary Wang was stunned.

visit?

Are you sure you're going to visit someone, and not to kill them?

And, greeting?

How do I play?

Call up?

"Yes, yes, yes."

She nodded quickly in agreement, afraid that Lin Tian would change his mind, "I'll dial it for you right now, I'll dial it right now."

Secretary Wang scrambled to his feet, rushed to his desk, grabbed the phone, and dialed a number with trembling hands.

The phone rang for a long time.

Just when Secretary Wang thought no one would answer, a voice finally came from the other end.

"Feed?"

"Xiao Wang? What is it now?"

Secretary Wang didn't speak, but looked at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian floated to her side, stretched out his semi-transparent hand, and gently pressed it on the telephone receiver.

Then, he spoke into the microphone in that innocent, childlike tone:

"Director Yang, hello, this is Lin Tian. My father asked me to give you his greetings. He also asked me to ask you, are your melons guaranteed to be ripe?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Dead silence.

A few seconds later, there was a muffled thud, as if the microphone had fallen to the ground.

Then, the call ended.

"Beep beep beep—"

The busy signal sounded particularly jarring in the quiet office.

Lin Tian haphazardly placed the phone receiver on the table, turned to look at Secretary Wang, and flashed a bright smile.

His lips curled into a smile, and his eyes curved upwards, but there was not a trace of laughter in those eyes, only cold mockery.

"It seems that Director Yang is very enthusiastic about my 'friendliness'; he was so excited that he could barely hold the phone."

Secretary Wang tugged at the corners of her mouth, forcing a smile.

Was Director Yang excited?

That's because they're afraid you'll go through the internet cable and kill him!

But Secretary Wang wouldn't say that on the surface.

She just smiled awkwardly, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles white, and her palms covered in cold sweat.

"Lin...Lin Tian,"

She swallowed hard, her voice hoarse. "I've done everything you asked me to do... I've made the phone calls, I've relayed the messages, so... so can you let me go now?"

She asked cautiously, each word spoken with trepidation, afraid of using the wrong word and angering the inhuman creature before her.

Lin Tian did not answer immediately.

He floated to the window and looked at the gloomy sky outside.

The steel rolling mill's chimneys were still belching black smoke, and the faint roar of machines could be heard from inside the workshop; everything seemed normal.

If you ignore the commotion outside the security office, it looks like the police have arrived.

"Secretary Wang, do you think you're innocent?"

The question was abrupt, and Secretary Wang was stunned for a moment before his expression changed drastically.

"This...this..."

She stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence, and involuntarily took two steps back, her back pressed against the wall.

Her worst fears came true.

The other party will never let me off easily.

What should I do?

With her mind racing, Secretary Wang suddenly remembered something Lin Tian had said earlier.

"Lin Tian, ​​you said you wouldn't kill women and children, you can't kill me!"

Lin Tian turned his head, a meaningful smile curving his lips.

The curve was shallow and cold, making Secretary Wang feel uneasy.

"Are you a child?" he asked softly.

Secretary Wang's face turned deathly pale instantly.

She is thirty-one years old this year, so she is certainly not a child.

Can……

"I...I'm a woman!"

She hurriedly said, her voice trembling with tears, "You promised you wouldn't kill women, you can't go back on your word."

Lin Tian stared at her for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.

The laughter sounded particularly abrupt and eerie in the quiet office; the person was laughing so hard they were doubled over, and tears were almost streaming down their face.

"Hahaha... I was just kidding, look how scared you are," Lin Tian stopped laughing, wiped his eyes, "How boring."

As he spoke, he slowly lowered the axe in his hand, the blade no longer pointing at Secretary Wang, but rather hanging down to the ground.

Secretary Wang was stunned.

She looked at Lin Tian, ​​at the axe he had put down, and at the "just kidding" expression on his face, and a surge of elation, like she had just escaped a disaster, welled up inside her.

He survived?

Did they really survive?

"Thank you... thank you Lin Tian..."

She stammered, tears streaming down her face, "Thank you for letting me go... thank you... thank you..."

"Don't thank me too soon," Lin Tian said calmly, his voice regaining its previous composure. "I'm just saying, I don't kill women."

He paused, then added, "You can go now."

go?

Secretary Wang was stunned for a moment, then realized that they really meant to let her go!

"Thank you so much! Thank you so much!" She bowed repeatedly, then turned and rushed towards the door.

The door to the factory manager's office was made of solid wood and was very heavy.

The door was open when she came in.

But now, the door is closed.

Secretary Wang rushed to the door and reached for the doorknob.

It can't be pulled.

She pulled hard a few more times, but the doorknob didn't budge.

What happened?

Secretary Wang then remembered that when Lin Tian appeared...

When the door suddenly closed, she heard a "click," indicating it had been locked from the outside.

"Oh no!" Secretary Wang's heart sank, and cold sweat instantly broke out again.

What should I do?

I can't get out by myself!

Anxiety and panic, like two invisible hands, gripped her neck tightly.

She used all her strength to pull on the doorknob, trying to force it open.

But the door was too sturdy, and the lock was too sturdy; no matter how she pulled or tugged, the door wouldn't budge.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

Secretary Wang started kicking the door and banging it with his shoulder, cursing under his breath like a madman.

But none of it worked.

The door remained tightly shut.

And just then...

"Squeak..."

A shrill voice rang out from behind.

It's the sound of metal rubbing against the ground.

Secretary Wang froze, his movements halting.

She didn't dare turn around, but she knew what that sound was: the axe being dragged on the ground, the sound of the blade rubbing against the ground.

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