CHAPTER 164: CHAPTER 164: PRESIDENT GU WILL NOT LET YOU GO!

In the dilapidated factory, two girls were tied up in a cluttered room filled with scraps of cloth and the pungent, sour stench of fabric and dye.

Lv Jing looked in from outside the door and asked, "Why did you bring Zhang Miaoyan along?"

Two men replied, "They were together today, so we had to grab both of them."

Lv Jing didn’t ask further; one or two made no difference to her. Today was just Zhang Miaoyan’s unlucky day.

She said, "Splash some water to wake them up."

A burly man brought in a bucket of icy water and unceremoniously doused the two of them.

An Junxi and Zhang Miaoyan woke up to the icy water running into their eyes, making them blink painfully. As they took in their surroundings, their faces showed unbridled terror.

Lv Jing toyed with a shiny knife and smiled, "An Junxi, we meet again."

An Junxi tried to stay calm, recalling the last scene before she passed out.

They had been taken from the bathroom. She had left her hairband there—did her senior notice it?

An Junxi discreetly tried to move her hands tied behind her back but they were firmly bound. She turned to Zhang Miaoyan and saw she only had some scratches, asking, "Miao Yan, are you okay?"

Zhang Miaoyan, though scared, seemed calm and said, "I’m okay."

"Such a deep bond of friendship," Lv Jing sneered, squatting beside An Junxi and pressing the knife against An Junxi’s face, "Mr. Gu likes this pretty face of yours, doesn’t he? What if I carve a few lines on it, would he still like it?"

The cold touch of the knife made An Junxi shiver involuntarily. She said, "Lv Jing, we’ve never troubled you. Yi Ke never held any grudges against you. Why are you doing this?"

Lv Jing’s eyes turned vicious, "You still don’t get it, do you? Because you stole him from me!"

She screamed, and the knife in her hand pressed hard. An Junxi felt a sharp pain as blood slowly trickled out.

Zhang Miaoyan screamed, "Lv Jing, you’re insane! President Gu won’t let you get away with this!"

Lv Jing laughed wildly, "I never intended to live after taking this step. Dying with two beauties like you, what’s wrong with that?"

Despair filled Zhang Miaoyan’s eyes.

Seeing Lv Jing’s madness, An Junxi gave up trying to persuade her. She observed the room, noting a single window without burglar bars, offering a view of an opposite building.

The style suggested they were in an old factory warehouse. She guessed they were in a factory building.

Lv Jing noticed An Junxi looking outside and said, "Don’t hope for rescue. Tell me, how do you want to die? I can make it happen."

She slowly moved the knife to An Junxi’s neck, "This is the carotid artery, just a slight cut and the blood will spray, and you’ll die. Not even God can save you."

"Lv Jing, why..." An Junxi’s lips trembled.

"Shh! Don’t speak. Let me tell you a secret before you die," Lv Jing’s eyes sparkled with insane pleasure, "Ten years ago, do you know how my sister died?"

An Junxi stared into Lv Jing’s eyes. Lv Jing articulated every word, "She was gang-raped to death. Those men... I arranged it."

An Junxi felt she had fallen into a frozen abyss, her thoughts becoming too cold to process.

Lv Jing killed her own sister, then pretended to be innocent to gain Yi Ke’s sympathy. Had she not been haunted by nightmares all these years?

What kind of lunatic is this?

Lv Jing spoke as if narrating a mundane story, "That bitch pretended to be pure and innocent and stole Mr. Gu’s son. How could I not hate her? I loved him too; how could I not hate her!"

She slashed An Junxi’s thigh twice with the knife.

"Ah!" An Junxi screamed in pain, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

Zhang Miaoyan saw An Junxi’s blood dripping onto the ground and cried, "Lv Jing, you devil, you’ll go to hell!"

Lv Jing laughed and slashed An Junxi’s thigh again. Satisfied with An Junxi’s agonized cries, she said, "Yes, my sister screamed like that... No, she screamed much more miserably. Do you want to try?"

Fear misted An Junxi’s eyes. In her heart, she called out to Yi Ke’s name countless times.

Yi Ke, do you know where I am?

Wansu Technology.

Technicians urgently tracked the target. Following the target into the industrial area became difficult with the heavy traffic and many roads lacking surveillance. They lost track several times.

Xie Yuchen’s assistant reported, "The car used fake plates."

Another lead terminated.

A technician said, "Mr. Xie, the most specific location we can determine is Seventh Street in the industrial area. We can’t go any narrower."

"Pull up surveillance for the target’s previous location before entering the old district streets," Xie Yuchen ordered.

In the silent room, only the sound of keyboards being tapped by technicians echoed. Gong Xiaoyu watched the screen, constantly changing scenes, her palms sweaty.

Every extra minute increased the danger for Jun Xi and Miao Yan.

The footage was rewound to when the white commercial vehicle first appeared.

Piecing together fragmented clips was difficult. The technicians continuously switched between street cameras and recording devices, finally identifying the vehicle stopped in front of a store with its door open.

"Rewind two more minutes," Gu Yikun instructed.

They rewound two minutes and played the footage normally.

A man emerged from the store holding a few bottles of drink and got into the vehicle.

Gu Yikun said to Xie Yuchen, "Your DR team should be able to retrieve information based on this."

"Absolutely." Xie Yuchen saw a glimmer of hope.

The DR team captured an image of the man and hacked into the police facial recognition database. Due to the database’s size, they started matching with individuals with criminal records.

After a while, a man’s basic information appeared on the screen, matching the surveillance photo with 99% accuracy.

With detailed information known, a hacker invaded the bank system to retrieve his consumption records. The latest record was a purchase of drinks at that store.

His consumption record mapped a trajectory showing most frequent activities around Seventh Street in the industrial area, including West Bay Building and several nightclubs.

Xie Yuchen sighed with relief, "It’s within this building. As for the exact floor, that’s GUT’s job." GUT was much more skilled at this.

Gu Yikun nodded and glanced at Yu Zheng, who knew the president’s intention.

He went out to notify the GUT team to head to West Bay Building, Seventh Street, industrial area, immediately.

They themselves also quickly descended the building, got into their car, and sped towards the destination.