Chapter 98: red high heels

Zhishu Lv and Zhilong Huang looked at each other, and both saw a trace of fear in each other's eyes.

After the Shanghai Chuan Guangdian Tower incident, the upper echelon has been cutting ties with the hit.

Yuzhu Lu's series of arrangements before his death made it necessary for the police to investigate outside the country, and the scapegoat outside the country had already been painted as a prison, just waiting to be offered as a sacrifice to close the case.

But who knew such a big thing could happen on the set of "The Trial" at this time?

Yi Hu was murdered, and his parents will definitely investigate.

Zhilong Huang knew he could not avoid this call, took a deep breath, and suppressed the trembling in his voice: "Mr. Duan."

"Aiya, Mr. Huang." The man's satin-like elegant voice came out from the phone, talking like a family, "It's been a long time since I received a call from Mr. Huang on my own initiative, look, I can't help but call you personally."

"Mr. Duan, what are your words ......"

The man laughed and said, "I miss you. I want to greet you. I don't know if you're sleeping well these days, Mr. Huang?"

Zhilong Huang just also and Zhishu Lv lip-synching, this time forehead has beads of sweat: "I ......"

"I heard that you are on a break from filming, tsk, a producer who has a lot of work to do, it's not easy to get a chance to rest. I guess you should sleep until three o'clock every day and enjoy this rare vacation."

"......"

Mr. Duan smiled, his tone suddenly changed: "Unfortunately, Mr. Huang slept well, but I did not sleep peacefully. Do you know why?"

Zhilong Huang : "Duan, you're joking, Mr. Duan. After such an incident, I simply can't sleep or eat and have been trying to figure out how to solve ......"

Chief Duan snickered: "Oh? You also know that something happened. I thought you were on a spa vacation in some island, so you didn't call after so long, and I had to find you personally."

"Hug ...... sorry, I'm really stretched ......"

"You do not need to apologize. "Mr. Duan is still slow, the voice can not even hear any joy or anger. "Mr. Huang is now a big boss, there are some business matters, not to tell me is also right. I'm not interested in asking questions. I just don't know what kind of a divine person Mr. Huang has offended, the other party wants to kill a person with a prominent family in your territory."

Chief Duan paused for a moment: "I heard, and almost lost the blood compulsion."

"Mr. Duan ...... we have always been honest with each other, I have not deceived you in any business." Zhilong Huang's nose is dripping down with oil sweat, "My annual accounts are clearly reconciled with you ...... even the information of all the employees under my hands are backed up in your place, you should not suspect me."

"Talk about suspicion." The other side leisurely, "just puzzled. This person, for no reason at all, was treated like a film or television prop and immersed in a solution chamber. To cause a tragic death in such a hunting way, I can't think that someone simply wants to kill a film project."

"Yes ...... yes ...... but I am really don't know what I have offended ......" Zhilong Huang The cigar in his hand was burning, "I really ...... can't figure out why this is happening myself."

Mr. Duan smiled: "You don't have to be so nervous."

Zhilong Huang wiping sweat.

"Actually, in terms of seniority, you have been in the organization even earlier than I took over this chair. It's the old patriarch of the organization." Chief Duan calmly said, "Since you said so, I suspect people, I will not second-guess you."

Zhilong Huang breathes a sigh of relief.

Duan: "But you should know that Hu's is not an easy man. If they find something else during the investigation of this murder case, the consequences should be clear to you, I don't need to say much."

"Yes, yes ......"

"Although now the murderer who dared to kill under your nose still has no clues, and you and I are not sure of his ultimate purpose. But being careful is the only way to be careful. Don't you think so?"

"Yes, yes ......"

Chief Duan said: "Good. Then what things should be done in a hurry and what things should not be done anymore, you should know very well in your heart. That's all I have to say."

"Don't leave too much time for each other to steal traces of the fishy, all to wipe clean before it's too late."

Zhilong Huang answered again and again, before hanging up the phone.

The moment the phone was pressed out, I don't know if it was because the screen light was gone, Zhilong Huang's loose white face looked very gloomy.

Zhishu Lv leaning against the wall: "I hope you are telling the truth today."

Zhilong Huang showed his teeth and smiled, his eyes protruded because of the tension, which made his originally good temperament of the face some indescribable distortion.

"What I said, not half a word of it is false."

After Zhishu Lv left, Zhilong Huang sat down on a chair and covered his eyes with his elbows.

In fact, killing is not scary for them people. They are all blood-licking, human-faced people.

The scary thing is that they are now completely unaware of each other's details.

Can do such a thing to show that the other party's means is not lower than their organization, and the target of the murder locked in Yi Hu, but also proved that the other party's status is likely to be very high, so high that if in case, they will not put Hu father Hu mother in the eyes.

When did he ever offend such people?

Zhilong Huang couldn't remember, and he began to wonder about every dark project.

Did some of them go wrong?

If it's really a problem with those programs, it can be even more problematic.

And - what's the next step for the other side, and where do they plan to go?

Yi Hu is dead, but Zhilong Huang hasn't forgotten that he still has two girls in his possession - his employees, whose whereabouts are still unknown.

Zhilong Huang has always regarded these people with no identity and no background as grass, in the past, such a girl died on death, parents pulling banners to his company door kneeling he can find a way to suppress public opinion.

But this time, the two wasabi life and his fate tied together, he had to fear for them.

Because he didn't know what the other side was planning to do with the two girls again.

Zhilong Huang thought for a long time before picking up his cell phone once again and dialing a person's phone number: "Hey ...... right, hello team Zhou. I want to ask the two missing girls, you have a clue?"

At this moment.

Mystery Location.

This should be a basement, the air is cold and damp, breeding a bitter smell of rotting wood.

The girl woke up from her coma leisurely.

The moment she opened her eyes, she thought she would be lying on a trampoline in the crew's hotel, and that everything before was a nightmare that she had been too tired for days.

But she soon realized something was wrong.

Fear was quickly filled back into her eyes.

She looked around in horror and tried to let out a scream, but found her mouth completely strangled and gagged with cloth and could only let out the faintest of whimpers.

She struggled hysterically like every animal that has fallen into a trap but still has a breath.

She twisted her head and neck and found herself in a one-meter-high cage with her hands cut back.

"woo ...... woo woo woo!!!"

The girl was so scared that she recalled everything that had happened before she passed out -

The man in the baseball cap.

The reflection of the raised stick cast behind her as she lifted her phone to take a picture.

Inside the incubation chamber, pitch-black hair swayed like seaweed, and she fixed her eyes on it -

found that it was Ms. Hu, who had spoken to her just a short time ago.

Soak in a cloudy solution with dead white skin.

"Wooooooooooo! Wooooooooooooooo!!!"

Large tears flowed down the girl's face.

She was soaking wet, it was sweat, and scared incontinent urine ......

Where is she?

This is where it's at!

In addition to the cage, the surrounding area is a large area of empty darkness.

Where are her friends? Where is Xiao Yang?

She stomped and kicked in desperation, twisting and swinging herself wildly in an attempt to loosen some of the ropes that bound her whole body.

And then -

"Missy."

Her body trembled violently.

Jerk back, but only to see a tangle of grass in the corner of the cage.

She was even more devastated, thinking that the extreme fear had made her lose her mind and hallucinate.

But the very moment she turned her head away, she heard the voice again.

"Missy."

She turned her head again.

The tangle of grass moved a little.

The girl then saw that behind the pile of grass stood a small child.

Very small, boy, only five or six years old.

But he was wearing clean, neat clothes and his hands and feet were not bound. He did not look like he had been captured, but a small child who had run into the cellar to play.

The young girl let out an ah-ah cry from her mouth, and tears kept flowing down her cheeks.

"Shhh, Missy, don't you scream."

The boy gingerly walked over to her and tilted his head to look at the entrance to the top chamber of the basement.

Then he approached the cage, on tiptoe, and slowly untied the cloth strangling the young girl's mouth.

The young woman gasped, breathing heavily, her lips trembling, her teeth gurgling.

"I ...... where am I ...... and who ...... are you ...... Xiao Yang? Where is the sister who is with me? Did you see it? What do you want to do ...... ah? What do you want?!"

"Keep your voice down." The boy was very small, but quite a bit of a man-child, and he put his finger to his lips, "Don't be heard by the aunt and uncle up there that you're awake."

"......"

Perhaps there is no malice in the boy, the young girl did not say anything, but may also be too scared to speak, the whole thing is shaking.

The boy whispered to her through the cage, "It's the basement of a big villa. I'm just a kid, and I don't know what the adults who come here do, but I see them doing bad things."

"Do, do bad things?" The young girl trembled, "...... is ...... what bad thing?"

The little boy didn't say anything and shook his head.

Young girl: "Then...then the sister who was captured with me ...... did you see it?"

"Saw it."

"Where is she?"

The little boy pointed to the bottom of his feet.

"Downstairs?"

"In a sewer pipe."

"......!!!"

Little Boy: "She's dead."

"I didn't get to save her in time to figure out what to do for her. We have things like that here all the time, and the adults told me to stay out of it." The little boy was saying these words to the young girl with an unnatural sanity.

Although very anachronistic, the human brain is sometimes so uncontrollable.

The young girl in a flash actually inexplicably thought of a photo -

It was at Auschwitz in World War II, and a German boy was walking down the main road with a bemused look and a calm gaze, while right next to the road he passed, the bodies of a large number of Jewish refugees were piled up.

The little boy's heart seems to have been blind and numb, he did not have any sense of shock of life and death, just take it for granted and walk past ......

And the boy in front of me, as if the same thing.

The young girl's heart is frightened, already the soul is not attached to the body, shivering for a long time, only barely from the throat to salvage their own desolate voice: "Little brother ... you ...... you let me out, OK? Please ...... I beg you ...... I have only one daughter at home ...... my parents ...... my parents ......"

She was shaking so hard that her teeth were clacking and knocking.

"My parents will be devastated ......! Please ...... do something ......"

"Don't you be afraid." The boy said softly, "I just came to find a way to save you, they catch a lot of people to come, sometimes they forget themselves ...... I will secretly let a few go. They have not suspected me so far, because I am just a small child."

The boy said, took out a small door lock, and began to concentrate on lowering his head to open the door for the young girl.

"Sister, this basement, there is a pathway connected to it, you flee forward. Oh yes, remember to take this, this is the big drawing of the villa. I have marked and drawn for you on it the safest way towards the exit."

The young girl was too busy to take it, the excessive shock made her lose the ability to think calmly.

She doesn't realize how unconventional what is happening now is.

All she could think about was the word escape, swelling enough to squeeze out any shred of reason. She clutched the drawings in her hands in a panic and glanced gratefully toward the young boy.

"Thank you...thank you ......"

The little boy meekly smiled with his hands behind his back, "It's okay sister, go ahead."

The young girl stumbled and fled, and in the process ran off a shoe, and the boy stood by the cage, watching her figure go away until it disappeared into the deep darkness.

I don't know how long it took, the upper basement flap door let out a creak.

A warm yellow light shone down and a butler-like man came down into the basement.

The butler walked over to the boy.

But not unlike what the boy said, the butler was not his father, instead he gave him a respectful salute.

"The game is all set up. The players have followed the drawings and gone within the monitoring area."

The boy smiled, "Then go up and play the game."

He said, following the butler up and out of the dark basement.

A cat playing with its prey is carved and painted on the flap door of the basement -

The thrill of a cat kill is not in enjoying the death of its prey.

And in enjoying the fear of their prey before they die.

The boy walked inside the brightly lit hall -

Now that there was plenty of light, his face and dress became very clear - a very good-looking boy, one could even, call it stunning.

The boy was dressed in clean attire, but very bizarrely ...... his feet.

On his tiny feet, he was wearing a pair of custom-made pocket-sized red high heels!

It's a really sick way to put together a five or six year old boy with a pair of extremely adult, but reduced size, women's high heels.

The young boy stepped on his heels and came to the lobby coffee table, his eyes turned to the large screen projected on the wall.

The young girl he had just let go had been projected on the screen in slim detail. The girl in the picture had walked into the maze of complex roads, with vivid tension and fear piled up on her face.

The boy watched with interest for a while, walked over, stared at the screen, and picked up a psp-like device on the table.

He smiled and his boyish little hand clicked - "Game on."