CHAPTER 1521: CHAPTER 1522: IT’S A BIT HOT, EAT SLOWLY

You deliberately zoom in on the footage and focus on Yu Zixiao’s face. The surveillance system in the police headquarters is different from the ordinary police station systems; here the footage is in high definition. Although the surroundings were somewhat dim at the time, there were streetlights, and the surveillance itself has a built-in night vision system.

After the footage is focused on Yu Zixiao’s face, you read aloud his original words through lip reading when he was on the phone: "The bait is already on the hook, next on your side, hurry up... Remember, Yan Zisu is my person, and will also become my wife in the future; no matter what, she must not suffer any harm, or you know the consequences!... Tomorrow afternoon during the second class, begin the plan, try to be careful and not cause any casualties. I’ll handle the aftermath."

Seeing this, a slight smile flickers across your face, a cold sneer.

Yu Zixiao is playing quite a good game of chess!

If Yu Zixiao didn’t appear in the surveillance, you would certainly rescue Yan Zisu within ten minutes and cripple all participating individuals. But with Yu Zixiao’s words, you rather see this as a once-and-for-all opportunity to completely eliminate Yu Zixiao!

Even so, you still plan to first locate where they have imprisoned Yan Zisu, to check on her situation.

Leaving the police building, you head south.

The investigation process is quite simple; with your experienced methods, you easily find Yan Zisu’s location.

They have imprisoned Yan Zisu in an abandoned factory’s office, with two people specially guarding the door, while around ten more are in the factory workshop playing cards, resting. Two cars are parked in the workshop; one is a white Toyota van, the other a royal blue BMW X6. The X6 is parked in a slightly secluded corner, the car rocking with frequency, sometimes intensely, sometimes gently, occasionally a hot, steaming hand press against the car window.

Yan Zisu’s office is on the fourth floor, with two windows, one facing east, one north.

Outside the east window is a small river, surrounded by mud ponds. Below the north window is a walkway. You habitually check the entire factory and surrounding buildings from higher vantage points and found no ambush or snipers. Speaking of snipers, you couldn’t help but shake your head and laugh, silently sighing that you are too sensitive.

These people are merely small-time thugs, minor ruffians. If anything could be said, it’s that the tall bodyguard beside Yu Zixiao seems to have some background. From his walking manner, you can tell he isn’t ordinary.

After inspecting the surroundings, you jog a short distance to a nearby residential area to buy some steaming buns and milk.

Yan Zisu has always had poor sleep quality, slightly waking up at slight nighttime sounds. Since being captured and kept in this empty office last night, Yan Zisu hasn’t truly rested.

At first, she panicked, thinking these people were going to do something bad, but after being taken to this factory, they merely locked her in the office. Yet, the office surprisingly has a simple metal bed and bedding prepared; the bed is newly bought, with the label still attached at the bottom, and the bedding is still packed.

The office desk seems to have been wiped clean before, with several bottles of mineral water and some ready-to-eat foods placed on it. This office originally might be the factory leader’s office, as it even has a restroom, and looks fairly clean.

After panicking, Yan Zisu calmed down. Anyone with even a little sense should notice some trick, thus Yan Zisu quieted her mind, but once she thought deeply, she became more scared. She suddenly realized if she wasn’t the target of this, she might just be bait; then who are they trying to trap?

Yan Zisu didn’t even have to think hard; her first reaction was you.

At the thought they might do something illegal to you, Yan Zisu grew increasingly restless. She tried many ways to escape this place, but the office is on the fourth floor with no ropes or similar objects available.

Yan Zisu considered using a method seen on TV, tearing the bedding, sheets into ropes, but that’s totally unfeasible. Without scissors or sharp objects in the office, she couldn’t tear anything with her bare hands, and there’s nothing to secure it here.

The longer she’s trapped, the more anxious Yan Zisu becomes.

Even now suffering severe stomachache, she feels no appetite at all; she hasn’t touched any food placed on the table.

"Click."

At this time, an abrupt noise comes from outside the window.

Yan Zisu instinctively turns her head, as her gaze fixes on the window, her pupils dilate instantly, a horrified expression shows on her haggard face. At this moment, sunshine precisely filtered through the window, with a sunny boy half lying on the windowsill, giving her a smile even more radiant than sunlight.

Yan Zisu suddenly stands up, perhaps too vehemently, combined with not having eaten all day, low blood sugar, as soon as she stands and walks two steps, Yan Zisu feels her vision black out, stumbling a few more steps, sitting on the ground.

Seeing this, you promptly brace your body with your right hand, like a spirited squirrel, leaping into the office.

Quickly rushing to Yan Zisu’s side, you help her up, and settle her on the neatly folded new bed on the iron frame.

Giving a glance at the office desk’s food and the empty trash can, you ask, "Since last night? You haven’t eaten anything?"

Yan Zisu looks at you, then lowers her head, slightly nodding.

"You, no matter the situation, don’t make yourself suffer," you can’t help but sigh, left arm pulling Yan Zisu close to let her lean entirely in your embrace.

Thus, you naturally savor the warmth, breathing in Yan Zisu’s unique fragrance. You first insert the straw into the glass milk bottle, gently holding the straw tip against Yan Zisu’s soft lips, "Come, drink some milk first, and replenish some blood sugar."

Milk and alcohol can be directly absorbed by the stomach. You know Yan Zisu’s stomach has been somewhat troubled, caused by the tough family environment in past few years. Hence, in the little over a month knowing Yan Zisu, you’re always soothing her stomach with milk and other foods.

Upon seeing you, Yan Zisu thought she was dreaming, and now resting truly in your arms, Yan Zisu feels almost dreamlike.

Watching Yan Zisu drink half the pure milk from the glass bottle, only then do you open the paper box, immediately releasing a tempting aroma.

"These four are all vegetable buns; I asked the bun shop’s boss lady. She made them with mushrooms, cabbage, and bamboo shoots, all your favorites."

Yan Zisu subtly glances at you, tears welling in her eyes.

"Silly girl, you must be starving now, eat a little first," you gently say, "My hands are a bit dirty; they got quite dusty climbing up, so I can’t feed you."

"Mhm."

Yan Zisu softly nods; as she reaches, you gently add, "They’re hot, eat slowly."

"Mhm."

With a soft hum, Yan Zisu begins to eat slowly in your presence.