Zhong Minghua thought well and had a firm will.

He looked at Sister Zhong with his light, and saw that Sister Zhong had calmed down, and he felt a little relieved.

However, looking at the road in front of him where he could not see people no matter what, he was a little distracted and impatient.

He had already driven the car back on the same road.

He didn't remember where he started. There was no one on the road, but after driving like this for so long, he still didn't see anyone. Even if he was slow, he realized something was strange.

When he passed the intersection, he turned the car right without waiting for the traffic light and entered a small road.

The road is very short, and in two or three minutes, we arrived at another intersection, but there was still no one.

This is no longer the path they passed by.

No one.

No one.

No one.

Still no one.

There was no one in sight, which made Zhong Minghua's heart sank.

Sister Zhong became frightened again at this time.

She raised her hand to grab Zhong Minghua. She grabbed the first time she grabbed the empty hand, and her hands drooped weakly, and could only hold on to the seat cushion under her.

Zhong Minghua forced a smile, "It seems that it's not right. I'll take a look."

He didn't say anything like closure of the road at this time.

In this case, how is the road closure?

Even if an air strike suddenly occurs and an atomic bomb falls down, it is impossible for such a scene to happen.

Zhong Minghua is a middle-aged boss with a successful career. If he wants to be twenty years younger, he may still think about things and feel that he has fallen into a test of gods, or he will suddenly encounter a catastrophe that comes to another world. Now he can't understand what the scene is like, it's a real idea that he really doesn't understand.

Even if you hit the wall with ghosts, I have never heard of ghosts hitting the wall with ghosts in the downtown area during the evening rush hour.

Zhong Minghua thought about this and became unsure.

He didn't know much about the strange things of gods and gods. No one in his family had such superstitious ideas. His third aunt, who was the same age as him, was a woman who could cry when she was a child while talking about ghosts and hitting walls while still opening her eyes wide. It can be imagined what their family's attitude towards these things and what kind of insights they have.

Zhong Minghua didn't have the curiosity of his third aunt, and just wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

He was a little panicked, but he didn't have any fear.

He felt irritated because they had been here for too long.

If he was lost, he would feel like this.

A part of the map of Yao City appeared in Zhong Minghua's mind.

He thought about going back to the company.

Although I just walked the fork in the road, I had to go back again, which is not too far.

Zhong Minghua drove the car back to the office building where the company was located.

Sister Zhong was extremely frightened at this time.

She didn't see anything weird anymore, but the feeling of the knife hanging around her neck made her even more scared.

"Minghua! Minghua!" She didn't know what she was calling, but she couldn't help but shout Zhong Minghua's name.

Her eyes were staring out the window.

She didn't see strange reflections, car shadows, or human figures, but she never saw people like this, it was like a knife that had not fallen. No, it should be said that the knife had not been cut. The bloody kitchen knife, since she saw it, has been pressed against her neck and has never left.

"I don't know what's wrong... I seem to have lost all the people." Zhong Minghua finally said this at this time.

He parked the car on the side of the road and frowned and thought.

His eyes fell on Sister Zhong.

Sister Zhong's heart tightened.

"Second aunt, tell me the truth, what happened to you when you feel uncomfortable today?" Zhong Minghua asked helplessly.

The truth of the whole thing is difficult to know, but the origin of the thing is not difficult to understand.

The one in question is not him, but Sister Zhong.

Zhong Minghua originally wanted to fool this problem, but they could never find a way out. Even if they returned home, they would probably not see anyone.

If you meet someone at home, it may be even more troublesome.

At that time, not only will their aunt and nephew be involved, but their family members will also be involved.

Zhong Minghua didn't dare to join the company at this time, for fear of meeting people or not seeing anyone.

He thought, let's talk about this with Sister Zhong. The problem lies with Sister Zhong, she is confused, maybe he can find a way to find the root cause.

Sister Zhong wanted to cry when she heard Zhong Minghua's question.

She felt both wronged and ashamed, and she was also afraid that Zhong Minghua would know the whole story and leave her alone.

She reached out and grabbed Zhong Minghua's arm, and while crying, she still told the whole thing.

She didn't dare to deceive Zhong Minghua. Since she had spoken, she didn't need to hide anything.

If Zhong Minghua had a solution, he would definitely save her.

Sister Zhong’s narrative was in a messy way, and she still wanted to cry from time to time, which made Zhong Minghua difficult to hear.

While comforting himself, an elder who is not much older than him, he was thinking about the whole thing.

"As you say, the one who kidnapped Cheng Qian now wants to kidnap us. He kidnapped Cheng Qian..." Zhong Minghua paused.

The information that Sister Zhong heard from the police was that Cheng Qian volunteered to get on the man's van.

This may be just the surface, the surface of the incident seen by others. In fact, Cheng Qian may have been trapped by the kidnapper in some way and unknowingly entered the thief's nest.

Zhong Minghua felt relieved and comforted Sister Zhong, "He must have asked for money when he tied up someone. We just give it to him as much money. There is not that much cash, so you can mortgage the company first."

Zhong Minghua is very open-minded. No one is important for money.

And if you want to talk about money, except for the company's working capital and part of the cash he has spent on his daily expenses, the money he has earned over the years is actually in his wife's overseas account. His wife went abroad to study for her son. Although she was not abroad for 365 days a year, she is indeed not in China now. Even if Zhong Minghua takes out all the money in his card, it will not hurt him.

His company is a property he had planned to hand over to others. If it was used to save his life, he would not feel sorry for him. As long as the person survived, he would call the police and no matter whether the criminal was caught or not, the company would not fall into the hands of the other party. He would be afraid that the other party would take revenge again, so after he escaped, he would just go abroad as soon as possible.

Zhong Minghua felt at ease. When he thought about Sister Zhong's situation, he felt that Sister Zhong was just a bit more dangerous than himself. If Sister Zhong could listen to advice, give up everything outside of her, and try every means to save her life like him, then there would definitely be no problem.

Zhong Minghua's idea was still on the most common way of thinking. He was thinking about dealing with the kidnappers and dealing with the kidnappers. Even this kidnapper's method was strange, and he subconsciously didn't think much about it.

Sister Zhong changed her face and shouted in a hurry: "Cheng Qian is dead!"

Zhong Minghua's face froze, "Second Aunt, don't think about it like this, scare yourself..."

"She is really dead! She is already dead! She is hanging, hanging there..." Sister Zhong let go of the hand holding Zhong Minghua, hugged her arms, and touched her shoulders with her hands.

Cheng Qian seemed to be chained across her shoulders, hung from the ceiling, hanging with the dead pigs, and was like frozen pieces of meat, without any vitality.

Sister Zhong thought of the pig-killing scene she had seen before.

Cheng Qian must have been killed like that, and she would have been killed like that.

Sister Zhong was trembling with fear.

She looked at Zhong Minghua and suddenly realized that Zhong Minghua had no idea what they were facing.

"That's a ghost! That thing is definitely not a human! Cheng Qian is not a human anymore! He wants to kill us! It's like killing a pig, like killing a pig! That man!" Sister Zhong's voice was sharp, and the look of horror on her face, as if she really saw a ghost.

Zhong Minghua didn't have a personal feeling. He just felt that Sister Zhong was exaggerating. Sister Zhong was frightened and thought so.

"What did you see? Why didn't I see it? He wanted to kill us, why did you see it? Aunt, you must have read it wrong, you were scaring yourself. We encountered something, but it was not as scary as you said. Tell me, if that person was going to kill someone, why did he kill Cheng Qian and us? He killed Cheng Qian, a little girl who was alone at a big night, can explain it. He killed us two, we were all in the car, there were so many cars and people around him before. He wanted to kill you, why did he kill you?"

"I saw it!" Sister Zhong interrupted Zhong Minghua's words, "I saw that car!"

"You just said that the police have found the surveillance camera. The surveillance camera has captured the car." Zhong Minghua said calmly.

Everything has cause and effect, and its logic exists.

If the prisoner is rational, he should not choose the two of them as his target. Even if he wants to attack Sister Zhong, he should not attack after Sister Zhong got into Zhong Minghua's car;

On the contrary, if it was a criminal who was mentally abnormal and randomly murdered, he had no reason to choose the two of them as his target.

Could it be that they were so unlucky that all the coincidences met and made them fall into the eyes of the criminal and acted decisively?

Zhong Minghua doesn't believe this.

He felt that his communication with Sister Zhong was meaningless.

His questions and Sister Zhong’s answers could not change the status quo.

The initiative is in the hands of the prisoner.

He is not deprived of anything.

He is no longer so panicked now.

Keep looking at what the hands-on person wants to do.
To be continued...