She and the Scumbag Grab the Heroine

This suspicious point awakened Jiang Di like lightning.

Shen Yi was kidnapped, but he didn't make any request. Instead, he hung up after receiving the call without leaving a word.

So, what is the purpose of this kidnapper?

Jiang Di quickly went through the events that had happened in the past twenty days. As long as it was related to Shen Yi, he thought about it carefully over and over again, wishing to have a remote control that would slow down and pause those scenes. , Zoom in a little bit and look for doubts.

Officer Wang continued to ask: "Have Shen Yi ever had any unpleasantness with anyone? Or, did the Jiang family have enemies with someone that caused him to vent his anger on Shen Yi?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that his words had some accusations, and he immediately slowed down and added: "But it may also be caused by a little misunderstanding. There are many such things. I don’t care about the small frictions in my heart. Others may just It will feel unbearable."

"No." Mother Shen still shook her head, "Yi Yi has just returned from abroad for a few days, how could she have become enemies with others. Moreover, since I got married, Yi Yi hasn't stayed at home for a few days. Is the matter involved?"

"But this morning, there was a riot in the Jiang group, and Shen Yi's video was also captured on TV. It's hard to say it was not because of this!" Police Officer Wang said nothing, but a young police officer sitting next to him spoke. He looks a bit young, thinking that he has just become a police officer and he is just the age when a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Officer Wang glanced at him reproachfully, and the young man suddenly stopped. However, everyone at the scene knew that Police Officer Wang thought the same way, but he was afraid that Dad Jiang was here and it was hard to tell.

Since someone helped to speak up, Officer Wang would naturally not waste the opportunity. He coughed lightly, sat down in distress, and returned to a serious expression: "Mr. Jiang, please understand. We are not questioning the Jiang Group, but we have to consider all the circumstances. So, do you think this is possible?"

His words touched Jiang Di. Without waiting for Jiang's father to speak, Jiang Di answered first: "Impossible!"

"Those people in the morning just had diarrhea and nausea. There is no reason to embarrass Shen Yi for this level of things. Besides, they also received all the compensation."

"That's right." Officer Wang nodded, "Then, there is another possibility..."

"Emotional entanglement."

Jiang Di answered first.

Mother Shen looked at her whimperingly with tears, and was startled by these words. Shen Yi never told her that she had a suitor or a boyfriend, and she had developed to the point where she would kidnap her for this!

Dad Jiang was not good at commenting on this. After all, Shen Yi was just a daughter brought by his wife, so he had to quietly wait for Jiang Di to explain.

It was the two policemen who heard Jiang Di mentioning a point, and they were still eloquent. Especially that young man, holding a notebook in one hand and a ballpoint pen in the other, pricked his ears for fear of missing a word.

"Shen Yi, there is a suitor." Jiang Di said dauntingly, resenting how he didn't remember it earlier, "It seems that it was her college classmate named Zhao Ziming. I ran into him when I was watching a movie with Shen Yi before. Zhao Ziming I said it happened by chance, but I always felt something was wrong. When I was watching a movie, I also found that Zhao Ziming had been peeking at Shen Yi all the time."

"Yeah." Officer Wang nodded thoughtfully and raised his own question, "But according to what you said, he may be just a fanatical suitor, otherwise he will be kidnapped."

"Right." Jiang Di nodded, "However, his frequency of appearance is a bit higher. I have seen them together before accidentally, but I was busy with some things at the time and I don't know what happened."

"Then, is it possible that the two are secretly dating in private?" Police Officer Wang was cautious and was investigating doubts.

"No. Yiyi's expression is obvious. She doesn't like Zhao Ziming, but due to the relationship with her classmates, it is not easy to shake her face directly. And Zhao Ziming did not formally confess, and she has no reason to refuse."

Without waiting for Officer Wang to ask the next question, Jiang Di frowned and emphasized: "Shen Yi still doesn't know what to do. If she delays for a second, she is even more dangerous. Now there is an entry point, so try it anyway. !"

She was anxious and a little angry now, this anger was burnt with anxiety, and immediately spread into anger in her brain. I had already said so much, and Officer Wang was still chattering about it, and Jiang Di regretted calling the police. If I knew this, I might as well go find Zhao Ziming myself.

Jiang Di's words made Shen's mother tremble again, tears crawling all over her face silently, she ignored the tears, and echoed with a hoarse voice: "Xiaodi is right, you can save my daughter!"

Seeing that there was no other doubt, Officer Wang decisively decided: "Okay, let's start with this Zhao Ziming."

It has been five hours since Shen Yi disappeared.

She felt sore all over her body, especially her wrists. After being tied for so long, she was about to lose consciousness. For a few moments, Shen Yi felt that she had no hands.

Outside the door, Zhao Ziming's leisurely whistle spread across the room with the air, crawling into Shen Yi's ears along the crack of the door. What follows is the aroma of the food.

Zhao Ziming is cooking.

He lives alone, taking care of his daily life. Naturally, you can learn how to cook.

Zhao Ziming lifted the lid of the rice cooker, put a spoonful of rice on the plate, pressed out the shape, turned around and carefully scooped the curry into the plate, covered it on the steaming rice, and then used a clean towel to wrap around the plate. Wipe off the splashed soup.

He looked at his masterpiece quite proudly, whistling to the bathroom, knocking on the door symbolically, and saying: "I'm going in." Then, he took out the key and unscrewed the handle. The wooden door opened.

Shen Yi was still sitting on the ground, with tears on her face mixed with dust, because the corner of her mouth that could not be closed because of the towel was still wet with saliva and looked dirty.

Zhao Ziming sighed, put the plate on the toilet lid, took a pink towel from the towel rack, soaked it in water, and gently wiped Shen Yi's face clean.

"That's good-looking." He clapped his hands, squatted in front of Shen Yi, and said coaxingly, "I will take out the towel from your mouth. You promise me not to shout, OK?"

The heavy curtains in the bathroom are closed tightly. Although it counts as time, it is still when the sun is shining, but no light can pass through. Zhao Ziming turned on the light on the ceiling, the light came from top to bottom, and the short hair from Zhao Ziming's forehead was thrown onto his face. The whole figure appeared to be wearing a ghost mask.

Shen Yi nodded in a hurry, except for nodding, she had no other way.

Zhao Ziming took the towel out of her mouth, wiped the corners of Shen Yi's mouth, and said with appreciation, "Good."

Shen Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, but the stiff muscles and trembling lips made this smile look extremely distorted. Zhao Ziming didn't mind, he was very happy to bring the plate with curry rice, pinched the spoon and said, "Come on, I'll feed you."

Shen Yi opened his mouth obediently and swallowed the food. She must now listen to Zhao Ziming's words. For this kind of uncertain people, resistance is the most uncontrollable action.

Zhao Ziming did not bring a lot of food, and Shen Yi felt that this might be because she was afraid that she would regain her strength.

No matter what it was for, a plate of food was quickly finished by Shen Yi. Zhao Ziming's eyes gradually softened, at least not looking at Shen Yi like staring at a prey.

Seeing that Zhao Ziming was about to put a towel into his mouth again, Shen Yi quickly yelled, "Wait!"

Her successful call made Zhao Ziming stop. The other party looked at the towel in surprise, looked back at Shen Yi and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"

"My hair is too messy, it's uncomfortable to spread it on my face." Shen Yi took a deep breath and heard the heart beating violently in the chest, "Can you help me get stuck."

The black hairpin, which was originally stuck firmly on the back of Shen Yi's head, had loosened in the previous series of frictions. A head protruded from the dense black hair and clasped it stubbornly.

Zhao Ziming hesitated for a while, fearing fraud. But Xiao Xiao's hairpin is not in her hair, and it doesn't look threatening at all. Moreover, Zhao Ziming looked at Shen Yi, she was looking at herself with pleading eyes. This is the closest time Shen Yi and him are. Zhao Ziming thinks this way, not the space distance, but the heart.

Shen Yi asked for him.

It wasn't his own unilateral help, and Shen Yi didn't let him leave with a cold face. On the contrary, Shen Yi is pitifully, helplessly, begging him with all hope on himself. This thought burst out of my heart, and filled his mind with joy all the way, squeezing his hesitation all the way out of the clouds.

"Okay." Zhao Ziming did not hesitate anymore, reached out his hand to remove the hairpin, and carefully closed Shen Yi's broken hair, put it back in a circle, and gently fixed it behind Shen Yi's ear with the hairpin.

"It looks good." He looked at Shen Yi with satisfaction, a simple smile appeared on his face, like a little girl admiring her well-dressed doll.

"Thank you." Shen Yi swallowed, but only felt fluttering in his throat, swallowing all reactions like a bottomless abyss.

"No thanks." Zhao Ziming smiled even more, revealing his neat white teeth. He leaned forward, as if he still wanted to touch Shen Yi's face.

Shen Yi reflexively shrank back. Although he reacted in time and tried his best to control the backward movement, the distance that was pulled back caused Zhao Ziming's hand to stop in place, and his smile disappeared from his face.

In Shen Yi's frightened gaze, Zhao Ziming stuffed the towel into Shen Yi's mouth with a sullen face, stood up, looked at her from above, turned off the light and went out.

As the door was completely closed, the light that escaped from the living room to the bathroom fled out again, leaving only a dark room with the figure in the corner buried.

Shen Yi's nerves finally relaxed. With this relaxation, she realized that there were bursts of soreness from everywhere in her tight body, especially the soles of the feet that had been aroused unconsciously. I didn't know where the nerves were. It hurts.

But these are not important anymore.

Shen Yi laughed silently, although the smile only appeared in her slightly bent eyes under the obstruction of the towel.

She leaned over her body strenuously, pressed her right ear to the wall covered with white tiles, and slowly rubbed it up.

There, a small humble hairpin was lying quietly between the hair.