The sound of the pistol sounded like a firecracker, crisp, causing waves of echoes in the valley.
The gunshot sounds very familiar. I have worked in the police station for five years and have never fired it, but I have heard of the gunshots several times. This is the sound of the police-type 05 revolver.
That kind of small pistol drives ten meters away and it's hard to blow off the tires of the off-road vehicle.
But hearing this kind of gunshot shows that the vast majority of us are our real police comrades outside.
What is the origin of this Si Master Jiang who can actually mobilize a real policeman?
The road suddenly became very bumpy. It was not that the road just now was not bumpy enough, but that the road now became less like a road.
I tried my best to keep my lying on the ground on the carriage and looked out the window. The distance between the trees around me was too close, and it didn't look like I was running on the road.
The sirens behind and the sound of the loudspeaker can't be heard.
I guess he had already driven the car into the valley, and the police behind him could not catch up.
It took a while for the car to stabilize again.
It seems that I have walked on the normal road again.
Brother Cheng Zai…I’m scared.Xiaoyan said in a crying voice.
Nam Sung-jae didn't care about looking back and asked loudly: Girl, are you injured?
Xiaoyan shook her head hard and said: No...Where is this?
The car's engine roared, the body tilted to one side at a large angle, and the tires rushed past the gravel road, making a rustling sound.
I don't know, it seems to be an abandoned railway.Nam Sung-jae looked around and observed out the window.
Our police officers' actions to arrest criminals will definitely not be so easy to give up. I hope that the police colleagues here can use effective means of travel to subdue him as soon as possible.
The road was flat and not that bumpy, so I carefully sat up and looked out the window.
It was still in the valley, but now it was not a road around, but running on a gravel roadbed of a railway. There was a small road taken by maintenance personnel on the side of the roadbed, only one person wide, and the car was on the roadbed on the roadbed, while the wheels were pressing against the gravel roadbed of the railway. Although it was not that bumpy, it was high and low, and the car ran forward along the railway's roadbed.
I don’t know which side the railway leads, but I know that as long as I keep walking along the railway, I will definitely go to a place where there are people.
Actually, I have no hope for whether ordinary people can save me. Nam Sung-jae is a very skilled special forces soldier. He just robbed the car and people of those three young men, let alone ordinary people in front of him.
Now I just hope that when I go to a crowded place, I can attract the attention of the police. As long as I attract more policemen, even if he has great skills, he will be surrendered.
Brother Cheng Zai, go and surrender yourself with the police. I'm scared... Xiaoyan kept crying and muttering.
Those people are not policemen!Besides, I didn't kill anyone!Nam Sung-jae said loudly with her eyes wide open.
Go and tell the police clearly so we can't escape.Xiaoyan said sobly.
You see them killing Mr. Park, do you still believe they will help us?Nam Sung-jae said gritting his teeth.
What should I do?Do you want to escape for the rest of your life?Xiaoyan said crying.
Girl, obediently, they mainly arrest me and come to the front later. If there is a road, you and Yang Daqing get off the car and find a place where there are people. Don’t mention my name. You two are fine.
Nam Sung-jae drove carefully while doing ideological work with Xiaoyeon.
Xiaoyan shook her head vigorously and said: No, I will follow you wherever you go. Just put him down in a while, I will follow you.
Nam Chengzai frowned. He knew that he could not convince her, so he had to look at me and turn around and concentrate on driving.
If he really hopes that Xiaoyan will escape from danger, just tell her the truth and tell her that I am the real policeman, and I am her legitimate legally recognized husband, all of this will be solved.
But he still chose to hide all this.
I secretly cursed in my heart that this despicable beast would definitely be shot to death by my police colleague!
He must be lucky enough to get something from Xiaoyan.
This beast is so hateful!
Even if Xiaoyan's consciousness and memory cannot be restored, my identity will always be revealed to the world, and his thinking logic is really naive and makes people feel a bit pity.
The railway is not too long. The car walked about ten kilometers along the roadbed, and a yard like a processing factory appeared in front of it.
The courtyard is quite large, about tens of meters wide and hundreds of meters long along the railway. However, the facilities and buildings look dilapidated, and it should be an abandoned wood processing factory.
Starting around the 2000s, forest areas began to be protected nationwide. There were corresponding forest areas protection measures in various places, and many timber companies were closed one after another. I think this timber factory is one of them.
When the car arrived near the factory, the road became wider. Nam Sung-jae did not drive the car into the factory directly, but instead found a forest, parked the car into a pile of shrubs, pushed the door and got out of the car, and called Xiaoyan to follow him as well. After walking to the car, he lifted the door behind the car and pulled me out of the car.
Can you leave?He asked me.
Actually, I was already standing in front of him, and he asked a little knowingly.
Seeing that I didn't answer, he pulled me forward a few steps before pointing at my nose and saying: Be honest!
As he said that, he turned around and went back to the side of the car, carefully folded a branch, cleaned the car prints behind the car, and broke some branches and shrubs to cover the car.
I think it's a bit ridiculous for him to do these things. Even if such a large timber factory is abandoned, someone will definitely come to investigate. These useless efforts have no effect at all.
What are we doing here?Xiaoyan asked strangely.
This car can't continue driving, we have to change it.Nam Sung-jae pulled me towards the factory and looked around vigilantly.
There seems to be no one here, so where can there be a car?Xiaoyeon followed Nam Sung-jae strangely and looked around.
We quickly walked into the factory area. It was indeed a waste of wood processing factory here for many years. The yard was in a mess, and almost all the buildings were dilapidated and ruins.
Of course, there is no new car Nam Sung-jae wants to find.
Nam Chengzai frowned, walked to a decaying log, took out his plastic map, pointed at the map with his finger, and said to Xiaoyan: This is the Niuyueshan State-owned Wood Factory. Then, seven kilometers northward, it is a village called Jincuntun. Let's walk over!
The seven-kilometer mountain road is so difficult to walk!Xiaoyan was a little unhappy, and her face was filled with reluctant expressions.
Nam Sung-jae smiled and said: There is no road, there is only one way to enter and exit in that village. If we want to walk there, we will definitely meet Chiang’s people. We have to walk through the forest on the mountain.
Then what should he do?Xiaoyan pointed at me and asked.
Nam Sung-jae looked at me, as if asking for my opinion.
In this wilderness, with my current physical condition, if he really throws me here, I may be able to walk out alive.
I could only nod my head helplessly.
Alas, let him follow us and throw him here, he may not be able to hold on tomorrow morning.Nam Sung-jae sighed and said.
I was mainly worried that he could not hold on even if he walked along the mountain road.Xiaoyan also looked at me, and her unique kindness and pity could be seen in her eyes.
This is the gentlest look she looked at me since she saw her this morning.
Nam Sung-jae patted my shoulder and said: He is recovering well now. He is standing quite steadily. Let’s not walk too fast, he should be able to keep up.
Xiaoyan nodded, looked around and said: Where to go?
Nam Sung-jae pointed to the left of the sun, and found something around her eyes. She bent and picked up a nylon rope about three or four meters long, which was about three or four meters long.
He walked up to me with the nylon rope and said: Comrade Yang, you have to follow us. When you arrive in the village over there, there must be a car to go to the county town. Then you follow He Yatou to the hospital and you will be saved. Before this, don’t make any troubles. Can you agree to me?
So what if you don’t agree?
I used to be free and I couldn't resist his moves and half of the moves. Now that I'm handcuffed behind my body, what can I do?
You have raped my wife in front of me, and I can’t resist, so what can I do?
Not responding to his words seems to be a characteristic of our communication.
Nam Sung-jae should have just said hello to me procedurally.
He carefully tied one end of the nylon rope to the iron ring between my handcuffs, and wrapped the other end around his waist, waved at Xiaoyan, and pointed to a dilapidated bungalow not far away.
The gunshot sounds very familiar. I have worked in the police station for five years and have never fired it, but I have heard of the gunshots several times. This is the sound of the police-type 05 revolver.
That kind of small pistol drives ten meters away and it's hard to blow off the tires of the off-road vehicle.
But hearing this kind of gunshot shows that the vast majority of us are our real police comrades outside.
What is the origin of this Si Master Jiang who can actually mobilize a real policeman?
The road suddenly became very bumpy. It was not that the road just now was not bumpy enough, but that the road now became less like a road.
I tried my best to keep my lying on the ground on the carriage and looked out the window. The distance between the trees around me was too close, and it didn't look like I was running on the road.
The sirens behind and the sound of the loudspeaker can't be heard.
I guess he had already driven the car into the valley, and the police behind him could not catch up.
It took a while for the car to stabilize again.
It seems that I have walked on the normal road again.
Brother Cheng Zai…I’m scared.Xiaoyan said in a crying voice.
Nam Sung-jae didn't care about looking back and asked loudly: Girl, are you injured?
Xiaoyan shook her head hard and said: No...Where is this?
The car's engine roared, the body tilted to one side at a large angle, and the tires rushed past the gravel road, making a rustling sound.
I don't know, it seems to be an abandoned railway.Nam Sung-jae looked around and observed out the window.
Our police officers' actions to arrest criminals will definitely not be so easy to give up. I hope that the police colleagues here can use effective means of travel to subdue him as soon as possible.
The road was flat and not that bumpy, so I carefully sat up and looked out the window.
It was still in the valley, but now it was not a road around, but running on a gravel roadbed of a railway. There was a small road taken by maintenance personnel on the side of the roadbed, only one person wide, and the car was on the roadbed on the roadbed, while the wheels were pressing against the gravel roadbed of the railway. Although it was not that bumpy, it was high and low, and the car ran forward along the railway's roadbed.
I don’t know which side the railway leads, but I know that as long as I keep walking along the railway, I will definitely go to a place where there are people.
Actually, I have no hope for whether ordinary people can save me. Nam Sung-jae is a very skilled special forces soldier. He just robbed the car and people of those three young men, let alone ordinary people in front of him.
Now I just hope that when I go to a crowded place, I can attract the attention of the police. As long as I attract more policemen, even if he has great skills, he will be surrendered.
Brother Cheng Zai, go and surrender yourself with the police. I'm scared... Xiaoyan kept crying and muttering.
Those people are not policemen!Besides, I didn't kill anyone!Nam Sung-jae said loudly with her eyes wide open.
Go and tell the police clearly so we can't escape.Xiaoyan said sobly.
You see them killing Mr. Park, do you still believe they will help us?Nam Sung-jae said gritting his teeth.
What should I do?Do you want to escape for the rest of your life?Xiaoyan said crying.
Girl, obediently, they mainly arrest me and come to the front later. If there is a road, you and Yang Daqing get off the car and find a place where there are people. Don’t mention my name. You two are fine.
Nam Sung-jae drove carefully while doing ideological work with Xiaoyeon.
Xiaoyan shook her head vigorously and said: No, I will follow you wherever you go. Just put him down in a while, I will follow you.
Nam Chengzai frowned. He knew that he could not convince her, so he had to look at me and turn around and concentrate on driving.
If he really hopes that Xiaoyan will escape from danger, just tell her the truth and tell her that I am the real policeman, and I am her legitimate legally recognized husband, all of this will be solved.
But he still chose to hide all this.
I secretly cursed in my heart that this despicable beast would definitely be shot to death by my police colleague!
He must be lucky enough to get something from Xiaoyan.
This beast is so hateful!
Even if Xiaoyan's consciousness and memory cannot be restored, my identity will always be revealed to the world, and his thinking logic is really naive and makes people feel a bit pity.
The railway is not too long. The car walked about ten kilometers along the roadbed, and a yard like a processing factory appeared in front of it.
The courtyard is quite large, about tens of meters wide and hundreds of meters long along the railway. However, the facilities and buildings look dilapidated, and it should be an abandoned wood processing factory.
Starting around the 2000s, forest areas began to be protected nationwide. There were corresponding forest areas protection measures in various places, and many timber companies were closed one after another. I think this timber factory is one of them.
When the car arrived near the factory, the road became wider. Nam Sung-jae did not drive the car into the factory directly, but instead found a forest, parked the car into a pile of shrubs, pushed the door and got out of the car, and called Xiaoyan to follow him as well. After walking to the car, he lifted the door behind the car and pulled me out of the car.
Can you leave?He asked me.
Actually, I was already standing in front of him, and he asked a little knowingly.
Seeing that I didn't answer, he pulled me forward a few steps before pointing at my nose and saying: Be honest!
As he said that, he turned around and went back to the side of the car, carefully folded a branch, cleaned the car prints behind the car, and broke some branches and shrubs to cover the car.
I think it's a bit ridiculous for him to do these things. Even if such a large timber factory is abandoned, someone will definitely come to investigate. These useless efforts have no effect at all.
What are we doing here?Xiaoyan asked strangely.
This car can't continue driving, we have to change it.Nam Sung-jae pulled me towards the factory and looked around vigilantly.
There seems to be no one here, so where can there be a car?Xiaoyeon followed Nam Sung-jae strangely and looked around.
We quickly walked into the factory area. It was indeed a waste of wood processing factory here for many years. The yard was in a mess, and almost all the buildings were dilapidated and ruins.
Of course, there is no new car Nam Sung-jae wants to find.
Nam Chengzai frowned, walked to a decaying log, took out his plastic map, pointed at the map with his finger, and said to Xiaoyan: This is the Niuyueshan State-owned Wood Factory. Then, seven kilometers northward, it is a village called Jincuntun. Let's walk over!
The seven-kilometer mountain road is so difficult to walk!Xiaoyan was a little unhappy, and her face was filled with reluctant expressions.
Nam Sung-jae smiled and said: There is no road, there is only one way to enter and exit in that village. If we want to walk there, we will definitely meet Chiang’s people. We have to walk through the forest on the mountain.
Then what should he do?Xiaoyan pointed at me and asked.
Nam Sung-jae looked at me, as if asking for my opinion.
In this wilderness, with my current physical condition, if he really throws me here, I may be able to walk out alive.
I could only nod my head helplessly.
Alas, let him follow us and throw him here, he may not be able to hold on tomorrow morning.Nam Sung-jae sighed and said.
I was mainly worried that he could not hold on even if he walked along the mountain road.Xiaoyan also looked at me, and her unique kindness and pity could be seen in her eyes.
This is the gentlest look she looked at me since she saw her this morning.
Nam Sung-jae patted my shoulder and said: He is recovering well now. He is standing quite steadily. Let’s not walk too fast, he should be able to keep up.
Xiaoyan nodded, looked around and said: Where to go?
Nam Sung-jae pointed to the left of the sun, and found something around her eyes. She bent and picked up a nylon rope about three or four meters long, which was about three or four meters long.
He walked up to me with the nylon rope and said: Comrade Yang, you have to follow us. When you arrive in the village over there, there must be a car to go to the county town. Then you follow He Yatou to the hospital and you will be saved. Before this, don’t make any troubles. Can you agree to me?
So what if you don’t agree?
I used to be free and I couldn't resist his moves and half of the moves. Now that I'm handcuffed behind my body, what can I do?
You have raped my wife in front of me, and I can’t resist, so what can I do?
Not responding to his words seems to be a characteristic of our communication.
Nam Sung-jae should have just said hello to me procedurally.
He carefully tied one end of the nylon rope to the iron ring between my handcuffs, and wrapped the other end around his waist, waved at Xiaoyan, and pointed to a dilapidated bungalow not far away.
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