Chapter 19 - Mr. Ye's Stone Heart is Broken

The only feeling is cold.

　　The wind came in through the cracks in the unclosed windows, and the old iron door slammed. The air is filled with the smell of damp soil, and the long night seems to never end. It seems to be fifteen years old again. The hands and feet that are always too warm, the old cotton clothes that can't block the wind, and the gray and cold walls constitute all the memories of that difficult winter.

　　Life is like a huge vortex, and it may sometimes struggle to emerge, but most of the time it is ups and downs and drifts with the flow.

　　Day after day of despair, countless gazes cast on the rooftop, the wind whizzed past under his feet, like a dangerous and sweet temptation.

　　You can't die...

　　As if a voice kept in his ears, first the woman weeped faintly, and then the man whispered angrily. It's strange, every sentence is obviously not a good thing, and there is a complaint of "you are in trouble", but it still seems to be holding his hand and dragging him from the crumbling edge to the solid ground.

　　The cold and hard touch of the cement floor rose from the soles of the feet and quickly spread to every protruding bone, as if the nerves of the whole body were awake at the same time. Jiang Kezhou roused his spirit and opened his eyes suddenly.

　　The first thing that catches his eyes is darkness. His hands and feet were bound, his mouth was pungent and sour, and he was curled up on the concrete floor, and he was still wearing the suit he used to attend the dinner party.

　　The cold quickly made him out of the confusion and chaos. Jiang Kezhou recalled for a moment, and immediately remembered that the last clear segment of his memory was in the bathroom of the Xihua Shengjing Hotel: he came out of the cubicle and walked to the sink, only one step away. When he arrived in front of the mirror, the door of the compartment behind him suddenly opened, and a handkerchief with a choking smell covered his nose and mouth.

　　Thinking about it now, the pungent taste is probably ether. He struggled in vain for a while, but soon lost consciousness and woke up again, already lying in this invisible place.

　　Usually when people suddenly fall into this situation, they can't help but think about themselves to scare themselves. Jiang Kezhou was cold in his blood for a while. But fortunately, the kidnapping happened once, and he recognized the reality quickly, and he understood that crying is worse than actively helping himself. Jiang Kezhou took a few deep breaths of the cold air, settled down, and began to observe the surrounding environment.

　　The wind is very loud, the room is very cold, and it is dark outside. No lights are visible. Only a vague outline of the window can be seen. Visually, the roof is not high, but the room should be very spacious. The iron gates that are not closed tightly rattle, and then consider the concrete floor. This is a bungalow, located in the outskirts. It may be beside a certain road, or it may be a place like an old warehouse.

　　There was a disgusting stench in the room, no human words, no footsteps, but it was definitely not a dead silence-this was the most terrifying thing: the breathing sound one after another is clearly audible in every corner of the house.

　　He couldn't describe the horrible feeling, his heart was about to jump out of his chest, blood rushed to his eardrums, and he screamed. He froze in place, not daring to move.

　　In the room full of quiet breathing, the cheerful electronic chord broke the cold stalemate.

　　The phone that Jiang Kezhou put in his pocket rang unexpectedly. He was taken aback for a moment, then ecstatic, adjusted his posture sideways, and made the phone slip from his pocket with difficulty. The screen of the phone buckled to the ground, and he struggled to sit up, turning it over awkwardly with his toes.

　　Ye Zheng's name appeared on the screen.

　　Jiang Kezhou was finally able to see the environment he was in at this time through the light of this short lights - countless large mastiffs disturbed by the light, lowered his body, and arched his backs. Staring hostilely at this uninvited guest who suddenly broke into the territory.

　　In the Xihua Shengjing on the other side, the pot had already exploded at this time.

　　Ye Zheng withdrew from the dinner party and returned to the lounge, but unexpectedly found that he couldn't open the door. He originally thought that Jiang Kezhou had gone out temporarily and hadn't come back, so he called him. Who knows that the busy tone keeps ringing until it hangs up automatically and no one answers. Ye Zheng was feeling a little strange, so he found the waiter who had been staying nearby. After asking, he knew that Jiang Kezhou had asked him about the location of the bathroom. Ye Zheng went to the bathroom to look for him again, but still found nothing.

　　It just so happened that Ye Jun had also finished socializing and was about to leave, and came over to talk to him. Ye Zheng asked him for another room card and swiped open the door of the lounge. The light in the room was still on, and the half glass of water on the table was completely cold. The sofa pillow that Ye Zheng messed up at the time hadn't even been put back in time.

　　But he didn't know where a big man went.

　　Ye Zheng made several phone calls to Jiang Kezhou, but no one answered him all the time. Ye Zheng knows Jiang Kezhou, he has always done things appropriately, and before Ye Zheng told him to go with him before going out, Jiang Kezhou absolutely couldn't leave him to run this kind of thing on his own. Ye Jun listened to him roughly describing the process, thought it over, and said: "Just now the waiter said that he went to the bathroom and asked someone to call out the surveillance to check it."

　　Although Xihua Shengjing is an industry under the group, it does not belong to Ye Zheng after all. Regardless, he doesn't speak so much. But Ye Jun’s words were different. As soon as the boss of the hotel heard what the boss said in person, he was busy and respectfully invited them to the monitoring room. While turning his calf muscles, he muttered in his heart who is so big, who can work with two big bosses. The boss personally came down to check the monitoring.

　　Ye Zheng didn't feel good since he couldn't find Jiang Kezhou. The excessive alcohol ingested in his blood, causing him to panic. Ye Zheng irritably unbuttoned the two top buttons of his shirt, sighed, and his face was frighteningly dark: "It's about 8 o'clock tonight. There are cameras on the left and right in the corridor where the bathroom is located, and all the videos are collected."

　　The security guard sitting in front of the monitor had the illusion that he was sitting in the center of the storm, and the fingers holding the mouse were trembling. Ye Jun asked his assistant to pour a glass of water for Ye Zheng, pat him gently on the shoulder, and said warmly: "Don't scare yourself first."

　　The pixels of the camera are not high, and the picture resolution is very low. At 8:05, Yan Jia came out of the bathroom, and at the same time, Jiang Kezhou's figure entered the camera range. Ten seconds later, the two passed by, Yan Jia turned the corner and disappeared, Jiang Kezhou entered the bathroom. From beginning to end, the two did not stop to communicating, and they looked like strangers beyond the ordinary. But in the eyes of people familiar with the situation, this calmness is inexplicably weird.

　　At the moment when Yan Jia and Jiang Kezhou appeared at the same time, Ye Zheng's heart seemed to be chopped. Numerous thoughts mixed with suspicion poured in, and his thoughts buzzed and trembled endlessly. In the past, it seemed that there was a new way of combination, and a brand new "truth" was quickly arranged in his mind.

　　The surveillance video continued, and Jiang Kezhou's figure never came out of that door.

　　The security drew fast forward. Fifteen minutes later, two cleaners pushed a hotel cleaning truck out of the bathroom and walked to the other end of the corridor.

　　"Stop." Ye Zheng and Ye Jun looked at each other, seeing the unanimous answer in each other's eyes. Ye Zheng turned his head and asked the person in charge of the hotel, "Where will these cleaning vehicles be pushed?" "Back, back door," the person in charge of the hotel sweats in the air-conditioned room, "There is a special laundry room by the lake in the backyard. "

　　Today there are major events in the hotel. The security check at the front door is very strict, but the back door is a passage for employees. Once you get out of there, it will be like a fish into the sea. And since Jiang Kezhou's disappearance, more than an hour has passed, and a big living person must be driven away. There is enough time to drive out of the city.

　　Ye Zheng closed his eyes and stood up: "Take me over there. Brother, let Fanchuan help me. You stay here to help me keep an eye on the backyard monitor."

　　There were more than 20 cleaning vehicles of the same specification parked in front of the laundry room. Ye Zheng and his two assistants Yan Zhixing and Zhou Fanchuan stood in the courtyard, looking around: "Are all the cleaning cars here?"

　　"Yes, Mr. Ye. I have asked all the cleaning staff to cooperate. The cars are all handed over."

　　"Okay."

　　Ye Zheng nodded, his face was like a gray stone sculpture in the night, his anger were hidden under the stone, only the coldness that couldn't melt away, "turned over one by one. "

　　Both Zhou Fanchuan and Yan Zhixing had been with the Ye family brothers for many years, and under their prestige, they had nothing to say, and they immediately searched through the mess. Xihua Shengjing is equipped with a box-type cleaning vehicle with fabrics on the upper layer and cleaning tools in the cabinet. Ye Zheng recalled the scenes in the surveillance, only remembering that there were a lot of towels stacked on the car, and a black plastic bag hung on the side of the cleaning car...If Jiang Kezhou was hidden in the cabinet, where did the cleaning supplies go?

　　Ye Zheng scanned the surroundings and suddenly walked towards the car in the yard farthest from the laundry room.

　　This car is not much different from other trolleys, except that the black plastic bag is tightly stretched, like a bag of heavy things.

　　Ye Zheng squatted down in front of the car, the tips of his fingers trembling slightly. He opened the stainless steel cabinet door and looked over at the first glance. His eyes immediately solidified as if stuck.

　　A black room card was lying quietly in the corner of the cabinet under the mottled water. The logo of Xihua Shengjing Hotel embossed it. Above, in this bleak winter night, there is still an elegant silvery white light.

　　Ye Zheng's heartbeat stopped for half a beat, and then he pulsed violently.

　　The drunkenness he had just suppressed seemed to begin to counterattack with afterthought, and rushed to his head with an annoyance. For a moment, Ye Zheng's eyes were completely black, and he was so dizzy that he almost didn't squat, and he didn't fall into the cleaning car after he pushed his hands to the ground.

　　He gritted his teeth fiercely, took a breath, pressed down the dizziness again, picked up the room card and helped the cleaning station to get up. The chaotic buzzing sound in his mind was forcibly erased. He bit the tip of his tongue and was about to speak. Zhou Fanchuan ran over holding his mobile phone, and Ye Jun's steady voice came from the earpiece: "Ah Zheng, come here. On one trip, the surveillance camera caught the suspected kidnapped vehicle."

　　Jiang Kezhou struggled, and the tape that had cut a gap on the iron cage broke. It's just that he didn't control his strength well, and his wrist pulled a hole on the sharp edges and corners of the iron cage. Although it was not deep, the blood couldn't stop the extravasation. The big dogs in the cage became more excited when they heard the smell of blood, and growled in their throats, barking incessantly, and some even began to hit the cage door with their bodies.

　　Although this scene looked terrifying, the dogs were all locked in cages after all, which did not pose much threat to him. In the middle of the night, a dog barked like this and no one would checked it, presumably the kidnapper had already left. Jiang Kezhou could only find a way to save himself, otherwise he would be locked up here for one night and he would have to go half his life if he did not die. He tore off the tape with his fingers stiffly, and moved his wrists and ankles on the spot. The sequelae of the anesthetic had not completely subsided, and he stood up suddenly and became dizzy.

　　Jiang Kezhou picked up the phone on the ground and put it back in his pocket. There is no time to call Ye Zheng back. Staying here for an extra minute is dangerous. He is in the deepest part of the entire kennel. To go to the front door, he must pass between the two rows of mad dogs, and the front door is likely to be locked. He thought for a while, stepped on the empty iron cage on one side and climbed up the window sill, pushing the window to the largest gap, then stabilizing his figure, and kicking the plastic frame embedded outside the glass.

　　The thin iron sheet connected to the window snapped, and the white window frame cracked in half.

　　Then, as long as he jump out of the window, he can escape this terrifying kennel. Jiang Kezhou was about to squat down and got out of the window that was not wide enough. Suddenly, an ominous cracking sound came to his ear.