He didn't say much...

Amidst their puzzled and resentful gazes, he turned and left without hesitation!

After a while...

The roar of an engine came from outside the prison van.

Then...

Two white vans drove away from here, one after the other!

then...

On this secluded path...

Only one prison van remained, parked there all alone, surrounded by silence, broken only by the sound of snowflakes falling continuously...

......

late at night.

In an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Busan's port.

With his hands and feet bound, Yoon Byung-wook lay motionless on the ground, only the slight rise and fall of his chest proving that he was still alive.

The entire abandoned warehouse was filled with an old and decaying smell.

The dim, yellow light flickered, as if it might go out at any moment.

I do not know how long it has been...

Yoon Byung-wook's body began to tremble slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Where is this..."

He tried to speak softly, but the dryness in his throat made his voice barely audible.

At this moment, Yoon Byung-wook...

I felt as if I were in a world of ice and snow, my whole body enveloped in a bone-chilling cold.

My mind is foggy...

"Sentencing, prison van, kidnapping..."

Fragmented memories, like shattered glass, cannot be pieced together...

for a long time...

He then pieced together the memories in his mind...

He finally remembered that he had been kidnapped by a group of thugs, including a female police officer!

"call--"

He gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

Yin Bingxu struggled, trying to move his hands and feet, but found that they had lost sensation, probably because they had been bound for a long time.

A while later...

The numbness gradually subsided.

Then...

Instead, a sharp pain and weakness followed.

He struggled to lift his head, his gaze sweeping around in a daze, trying to figure out where he was.

However, he was not fully awake yet, and his vision was still very blurry. He could only vaguely see that he was in an empty warehouse.

in addition...

There seemed to be someone sitting not far from him.

She was a woman with a beautiful figure and curvaceous body; even if you couldn't see her clearly, you could feel the unique charm emanating from her.

only...

Why does this figure look so familiar?

Could it be that female detective?

Yoon Byung-wook steadied himself and tried to open his eyes wide.

Gradually...

The scene before him became clearer, and the woman's alluring face came into view...

不 ...

Not that female detective...

The person in front of me was none other than Wu Xiuyan, the vice president of Kinmen Film and Television!

In that instant...

As a sense of doubt and astonishment welled up in Yin Bingxu's heart, he couldn't help but think of an arrogant and domineering figure!

Could it be...

Who was the mastermind behind all this, that damned Ding Xin?

only...

why?

Why did you tie yourself to this place?

at this time...

A light, airy voice rang out in the warehouse: "Minister Yoon Byung-wook, you're finally awake. How were you? Did you sleep well?"

The sound was calm and clear, yet pleasant to the ear.

But Yoon Byung-wook was in no mood for appreciation. He suppressed his discomfort and, filled with questions, struggled to ask, "You...you're the ones who kidnapped me here? Why did you do this?"

His voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

Wu Xiuyan sat there quietly, not rushing to answer his question, but maintaining her elegant posture, looking at him expressionlessly...

His gaze was deep and complex, making him impossible to understand!

After a moment of silence...

Wu Xiuyan slowly rose, her steps swaying as she walked step by step to him. Looking down at him, she asked a question that seemed unrelated: "Minister Yin Bingxu, do you know who I am?"

......

Chapter 502 The Morbid Oh Soo-yeon

"Ok?"

Yin Bingxu frowned, staring intently at the stunningly beautiful woman before him.

The thought in my heart...

Isn't that obvious?

Of course he knew that this woman was the vice president of Kinmen Film and Television, and he even knew that she was Ding Xin's mistress.

But then the woman suddenly asked this question...

It clearly has a slightly different meaning!

However...

Even though Yoon Byung-wook racked his brains, he couldn't figure out the woman's intentions.

A few seconds of silence...

Yin Bingxu narrowed his eyes and finally gave a standard response, raising his voice slightly as he said, "Of course I know, woman, aren't you one of Ding Xin's confidantes?"

This was said rather subtly, but it still differed from what he truly meant.

after all...

Given the current situation, he can't afford to be too sarcastic.

As someone who was once part of South Korea's elite class, I still have that much insight!

After hearing his answer...

Wu Xiuyan couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile that looked quite pleasant at first glance.

But deep within that smile...

Yet it also seemed to conceal a hint of inexplicable mockery!

She gracefully squatted down, meeting Yoon Byung-wook's gaze, her red lips parted slightly, and she said unhurriedly, "It seems that Minister Yoon Byung-wook, your memory is really bad, or perhaps you are just a person of high status who forgets things easily?"

Somehow...

After hearing what she said...

A sense of unease instantly welled up in Yoon Byung-wook's heart!

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