The two people's eyes met and they faced each other silently.

Ji Zhixiu was neither impatient nor angry. He just asked lightly, "In what capacity do you care about her affairs?"

Yeyi narrowed his eyes and said rationally, "Just because she was taken away while she was with me, I have the responsibility to find her. Besides, she is also a member of our company."

The two knew it well and never took each other seriously.

Now they have to get together because of the same person, and they don't like each other.

Ji Zhixiu thought for a moment, and it was indeed a good thing to have Yeyi help.

After all, he was the last person who came into contact with Jiang Mian.

He frowned at him and said, "If there is any news, I want to know it as soon as possible."

Not to be outdone, Nightwing said, "Me too."

The two of them separated.

Ji Zhixiu didn't open a new house, but stayed in Jiang Mian's room.

In the room, all her luggage has not been packed yet.

In the bathroom, there are also small hairpins that she often uses.

Everything reminded Ji Zhixiu of her existence.

Ji Zhixiu sat on the edge of the bed and forced himself to calm down.

Who is it that deliberately takes Jiang Mian away?

Countless speculations ran through his mind. In fact, he had not rested for forty-eight hours.

But at this moment, there was no trace of sleepiness.

Ji Zhixiu found the charger and charged Jiang Mian's mobile phone.

It would be great if the phone was still with her. In this passive situation, Ji Zhixiu closed his eyes.

On the other side, Nightwing wasn't doing much better.

He has contacted all his people in Paris and will notify him immediately if there is any news about Jiang Mian.

But so far, there has been no news.

This is definitely not a good phenomenon. Such a big person has disappeared alive.

Could it be that you have already left Paris?

The scope will become wider, and it will be more difficult to find people.

That night, both of them couldn't sleep all night.

...

When Jiang Mian woke up, his head was still a little dizzy.

The bumpy feeling underneath her body made her instantly realize that she should be in a closed compartment.

Everything was pitch black, and his hands and feet were tied up.

Her mouth was not tied with tape like the hostage in the TV series she played.

But Jiang Mian doesn't think this is the kidnapper's carelessness, but she thinks it's because the other party is confident that even if she calls for help, it will be useless.

Thinking of the pistol she saw before she passed out, her scalp couldn't help but tingle.

That was a real gun, Jiang Mian was sure of it.

She once filmed a TV series in which she played a female war reporter.

At that time, in order to make them feel more immersed, the director specially found a real gun for the actors to experience.

Jiang Mian was deeply impressed.

So she didn't call for help at the time, not sure who the other party was.

If it causes panic on the streets, it will be difficult to end.

But Jiang Mian didn't expect that she would be in this situation. She smiled bitterly and subconsciously touched her phone.

Then I remembered that she accidentally dropped it on the ground when she was taken away.

Jiang Mian sighed and started groping around.

The carriage was clean and there was nothing there.

She touched the carriage door, turned her back and pulled hard with her hands. There was probably something hanging on the outside of the carriage door.

It made a noise, quickly alerting the other party.

"The woman behind is awake." A male voice said first.

His voice was rough, but Jiang Mian didn't shy away from hearing it.

Jiang Mian immediately held his breath, let go of his hand, and slowly slid to the ground.

"Just wake up when you wake up. We'll take them out right away. The mission is accomplished." Another male voice said.

"That's true, haha. I didn't expect this business to be so simple. You will get money after completing it."

"It's just a little girl, how hard can it be?"

"I heard that this woman is still a very popular actress in China. Aren't I afraid of getting my eldest brother into trouble?"

"You kid, you are so timid."

Soon, the two started talking and laughing again, talking about topics that Jiang Mian couldn't understand.

Jiang Mian's head was spinning rapidly. From the accents of these two people, they must be Chinese.

Take her out? Where should I take it? Leave Paris.

Nightwing should know that she is missing, and he should be looking for her now.

Jiang Mian couldn't help hugging her knees. She didn't know how long she had been sleeping, or what time it was now.

She promised Ji Zhixiu that she would go back to celebrate his birthday.

This time, I'm probably going to miss the date.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, suppressing the panic in her heart. Ji Zhixiu would definitely find her, he would definitely.

I don’t know how long it took, but the car suddenly stopped.

Jiang Mian raised his head, the carriage door was opened, and the two of them pulled Jiang Mian out.

Before Jiang Mian could even look around, his eyes were covered by black cloth.

The leader said, “Send her in."

"Brother, won't you come with us?"

"I'm having a cigarette outside, I'll be right back."

"Okay, I'll send her in first."

The man pulled the rope from Jiang Mian's hand and moved forward.

Jiang Mian couldn't see him and could only follow his footsteps instinctively.

Perhaps the darkness amplified other senses, and Jiang Mian smelled some smoke and alcohol.

There are still some lively voices in my ears, speaking in any language.

The man led her straight, like a long secret passage.

Being in it yet isolated from everything.

Jiang Mian guessed that this should be a public place.

Soon, she was pushed into a room by the man, "Just stay here."

"Wait a minute," Jiang Mian called him, "Can I ask where you are taking me?"

The man stopped with a cold sneer, "You look pretty. To tell you the truth, I don't know where I want to take you."

After he finished speaking, he untied the rope from Jiang Mian's hand and said with a hint of warning in his tone, "As for you, just stay calm. I'm not afraid to tell you that you can't escape here."

After he left, Jiang Mian understood what he meant by saying he couldn't escape.

This is a completely sealed room with no windows.

There is only one bed.

The door was locked tightly from the outside.

Jiang Mian untied the rope from his feet and tried to open the door, but to no avail.

Not willing to give in, she searched all over the room, even under the bed.

Unfortunately, still nothing.

Jiang Mian was a little discouraged. Judging from the behavior of this group of people, it didn't look like they wanted to hurt her.

It's not like trying to make money.

Could it be that she didn't know when she offended someone?

She bit her lip and thought about it carefully, but she still couldn't think of any useful information.

There is nothing in this room.

She forced herself to calm down, no matter what, she had to preserve her strength. Even if you want to run then, you will still have the strength to run.

...

At seven o'clock in the morning, the two met in the hotel lobby.

Ji Zhixiu carried Jiang Mian's pink suitcase and told Yeyi his decision in a deep voice, “I'm going back to China today."

Yeyi sneered, "You haven't found anyone yet, so you're going back to China?"

He had his own thing to do, but he wasn't going to explain it to Nightwing.

Ji Zhixiu looked at the time and said, "I left someone in Paris and I will ask him to contact you. If you want to return to China, I won't stop you."

He calmly explained the matter, but he didn't know that this angered Yeyi even more.

Ye Yi suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his collar. Every word seemed to be squeezed out through his teeth, "Do you know how long Jiang Mian has been missing until now? How long have you been here and you have to go back again?" ? Ji Zhixiu, do you really have her in your heart?!"

There is no need to prove to anyone whether he has her in his heart or not.

Ji Zhixiu didn't answer him, his voice was extremely cold, “Let go."

As he got closer, Nightwing could clearly see the red bloodshot eyes.

He was stunned for a second, then subconsciously let go, “You go, I will stay in Paris."

"up to you."

Ji Zhixiu dropped three words and left the hotel.

Xiushui Villa.

Lu Cong sat on the sofa in the living room and shouted in a loud voice, “Aunt Song! Where has this brother Xiu gone? Why can't he be seen yet?"

He came early in the morning and waited for a long time.

Aunt Song wiped her hands from the kitchen and came out, a little embarrassed, “This... I don't know. The young master went abroad after answering a phone call that day."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Lu Cong sat up straight, "Whose phone number is it?"

"How could I know this? Isn't this Third Young Master making things difficult for me?"

Lu Cong waved his hand, "That's right. He just answered the call and is about to leave the country. What happened?"

After saying that, he hurriedly said, "It's a festival today, so I won't deal with those unlucky things."

Lu never waited long before Shen Muyuan and Chang Qin arrived one after another.

Shen Muyuan looked around, "Why are we the only ones who are the protagonists today?"

Now with company, Lu Cong quickly vomited his bitterness, “I also want to know. I came here without eating breakfast this morning. Brother Xiu is not at home."

Shen Muyuan asked, "What about Jiang Mian?"

"Yes," this reminded Lu Cong. He continued to speak loudly, “Aunt Song! Where is your mistress—"

"The young lady is working and not at home."

not at home? Lu Cong frowned, "That's not right. Today is Brother Xiu's birthday. My sister-in-law called me here. Why isn't she at home?"

Chang Qing said softly, “Maybe it's because we haven't finished work yet. We haven't come back yet. Besides, it's still early. Don't worry."

Lu Cong nodded, "Qing Qing makes sense. Anyway, we have nothing to do. How many games of mahjong can we play?"

Chang Qin, “That's fine, I think it's time to pass the time."

While they were talking, Aunt Song came out again and said, "Young masters, I called the young master. He said he would be flying back from Paris right away."

Lu Cong was speechless, "When he comes back from Paris, he will have to celebrate his birthday."

Then wouldn't this be a waste of my sister-in-law's good intentions?

Chang Qingqing frowned slightly, "Did something happen to the two of them?"

"Forget it, what else can we do? We can only wait." Lu Cong shook his head, "Okay Aunt Song, bring us something to eat."

"Okay, Third Young Master, wait a minute."

Aunt Song opened the refrigerator and took out the outer layer of cake.

Lu Cong caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said happily, "Aunt Song, what kind of ugly thing is this? Is there such a thing in the refrigerator at Brother Xiu's house?"

Aunt Song was a little embarrassed, "This is the cake the young lady made for the young master."

Lu Cong suddenly became interested, "I take back my last sentence and bring it to me to try."

Shen Muyuan also looked at it.

Aunt Song wondered, "Isn't it bad that... the young master hasn't come back yet?"

"What's here? It's just a piece of cake. Brother Xiu won't be so stingy." Lu Cong turned around, "Don't you want to try it?"

Shen Muyuan paused, "I do want to try her skills."

Chang shook his head slightly, "I'm not hungry."

Chang Qin rolled his eyes at Lu Cong, "This is all you need, right? My wife made it for Brother Xiu, do you want to save face?"

"Yes," Lu Cong said depressedly, "I just want to see if it tastes as bad as it looks. I just won't eat it."

He raised his voice, "Put it away, Aunt Song. If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it!"

Aunt Song breathed a sigh of relief and took the cake back.

He took out a plate of fruit from the refrigerator and brought it out, "You can tell me what you want to eat, Third Young Master, and Aunt Song will cook it for you."

"I know Aunt Song is the best. I feel bad that I didn't eat in the morning. Let's have some dessert. Anyway, everything Aunt Song makes is delicious. Our servant is not as good as Aunt Song at all. I really envy Brother Xiu." .”

Aunt Song was so excited by the praise that she nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I just learned a new dessert recently. I will make it for Young Master San to try right away."

Shen Muyuan laughed and shook his head, "Lu Cong has such a mouth."

"What's wrong with my mouth?" Lu Cong got up from the sofa, "Stop nagging, come and play mahjong."

"coming."