She's come clean; the fake heiress has a ton of aliases.

Chapter 88 Who's Faster
After Nan Zhuoyuan left, Nan Yu sent her location to Song Yingqing, asking her to come and meet up with them so they could go home.

Fifteen minutes later, there was still no reply from Song Yingqing.

Nan Yu couldn't help but frown and called her directly.

No one heard.

She suppressed her unease and made three more phone calls.

Still no one answered!

Nan Yu's expression turned serious. She immediately hailed a taxi and gave the driver the location of the abandoned factory.

Soon, she returned to the spot where Song Yingqing had hidden her.

Only the motorcycle stood alone in the darkness.

There was no trace of Song Yingqing anywhere.

“Yingqing’s most treasured possession is this motorcycle. If she were to leave, she would definitely ride it, and she would definitely send me a message.”

Nan Yu focused her gaze on the abandoned factory in the distance, thinking of An Ru who had escaped, and the deadly weapon she carried with her.

"Yingqing may have had an accident."

For a moment, she felt uneasy, as if a stone was pressing on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

Nan Yu gritted her teeth and went back into the abandoned factory.

Upon entering, they discovered that Yan Ren had already left with Jiang Feishun and Chang Sumeng, leaving the place completely empty.

Nan Yu called out again and again.

“Yingqing”.

"Song Yingqing!"

……

Half an hour passed, and she searched the entire abandoned factory but found no trace of Yingqing.

Nan Yu frowned, her expression growing increasingly grim.

Are you looking for a red-haired woman wearing a helmet?

Just then, a cold and distant voice came from behind.

Nan Yu instantly recognized the voice, turned around sharply, and saw An Ru, who had run away earlier, had returned at some point.

Now he crouches on the wall, looking down at Nan Yu, toying with the black weapon in his hand.

Nan Yu met the mocking single eye, narrowed her eyes, and looked at An Ru warily. "Where is she?"

Anru hooked her index finger on the trigger, and the gun spun between her fingers as if turning a flower.

She said with a forced smile, "Guess."

Nan Yu stared intently at her expression, not missing any change in her eyes.

The next second, she said directly, "She's not in your hands."

After saying that, she ignored Anru on the wall and planned to go elsewhere to find Song Yingqing.

Anru looked at Nanyu with a surprised expression, as if she had seen a ghost.

She quickly composed herself, gave a cold sneer, and pointed the gun at Nan Yu's head.

"If you take one more step forward, I'll shoot you."

Nan Yu stopped in her tracks and looked directly at An Ru without any fear.

"Do you think your gun is faster, or mine?"

Upon hearing this, Anru instantly recalled the scene from tonight when Nanyu came down from the second floor and kicked her gun away in a matter of milliseconds, and her face darkened.

"I wasn't on guard before, but now..."

Before he could finish speaking, a blur flashed past in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a cold, foreign object between her eyebrows.

Anru looked up and saw the gun that had been in her hand.

Looking up a little further, he met Nan Yu's clear, watery eyes, which were icy cold, as if she were looking at a dead person.

Nan Yu pressed the gun tightly against her forehead and said coldly, "Now, is it you who can run faster, or my gun?"

A sense of impending death filled the air.

"Gudong."

Anru could clearly hear herself swallowing, and sweat soaked her entire back.

Seeing Nan Yu pulling the trigger, she hurriedly spoke up in order to save her own life.

"Weren't you looking for that woman? I saw someone take her away."

(End of this chapter)