New York, the US.

Brian regarded himself as a working machine and dealt with the official business continuously. As his executive assistant, Gavin had no choice but to also regard himself as a non-human at all and risked his own life accompanying his boss.

Finally having earned himself 10 minutes of coffee break, he took out his mobile and browsed the news, intending to have a look at to what extent had the buzz hashtag of #Rosalyn and Brian hanging together in the hotel for as long as 4 hours# been fermented into. He instead found out that the most popular buzz was not that topic but another one-

"Fuck!"

Never had Gavin been that scared and at a loss for many years. He rushed back to the office gallopingly and threw his mobile to Brian, "Read the news!"

Having thought it was a somewhat gossip, Brian glanced at it randomly, only to catch sight of the picture of Joanne.

Tied to a chair, she had obviously passed out. Her head tilted towards one side. A gleaming knife was pointing against her cheek. The picture was subtitled with one line. "Tomorrow Noon, Live Streaming Dismembering This Beautiful Stunner, Onlookers Are Welcomed."

Brian stood up abruptly. The standing up movement was so strong that he knocked out even his laptop, splitting it into halves.

His hands were clenched into a fist. Blue veins stood out on the back of his hands. His long and narrow eyes were preparing a furious storm.

Gavin had not seen that terrible Brian for such a long time. He asked carefully, "What should we do? This perverted killer was much more horrible than Steven."

"Tell Clark to arrive at the airport within 30 minutes."

The moment his tailing voice died away, Brian had already disappeared from the office before Gavin completely realized it.

Clark Brown was the pilot of Brian's private jet. And now he was asking Clark to arrive at the airport... Brian actually was going back home!?

But the contract could be signed right away and Lambert Group soon would also snatch the market of North America into its pocket. If he went back now, with numerous losses thus cause excluded temporarily, all the efforts they had done over these a few days would come to nothing!

However, when compared with the safety of Joanne, it was Gavin's firm belief that Brian had not ever intended to give it a damn at all.

He had no choice but to call Clark and asked him to roll to the airport within 30 minutes, otherwise, he did not need to go back home anymore.

While at this time, the domestic country was all raging, from reality to the virtual world.

Early in the morning, there was someone making an announcement online all of a sudden that he was going to stream live dismembering a people, with a picture attached.

Many people who went to bed later all noticed the announcement. At first, they all thought the blogger was just making jokes. However, they changed their thoughts after they saw the location of Room 502, Block 16 in Cypress Apartments.

That was exactly the place where the first murder case had happened!

Then somebody soon recognized the person in the picture was Joanne. Moreover, the police were also dispatched out for emergency, which had finally made them believe that what the announcement had said was true. Joanne had fallen into the hands of that perverted killer.

Someone joked online, "Could the murderer be a fan of Rosalyn?"

While the police soon gave out the news that the murderer had injured and abducted two persons. One was Joanne and the other one was Shawn.

For these two, one was a respected Young Master of Jameson Family which was a great clan in Arlington. And the other was Brian's newly married wife. They were both not simple figures. So a lot of people stayed in front of the computer throughout the night. While for the account threatening to stream live dismembering Joanne, its followers had climbed rapidly from zero to hundreds of thousands. Moreover, the number was still rising continuously...

Numerous people were all waiting to see whether Joanne would be really murdered mercilessly or not. There even were some people declaring that they adored this murderer. They thought it was simply awesome of him to wipe Joanne out in this way and give Brian back to Rosalyn.

The dawn was not yet approaching. The whole city plunged into an inexplicable panic. While for Cypress Apartments, this whole residential quarter was brightly lit. Dozens of police cars were waiting downstairs. Among them, there were ordinary police officers who were equipped with guns as well as fully armed special police officers.

The moment Captain Turner and the chief received the alarm, they had rushed to the scene rapidly. They were now lowering their heads and discussing the rescue plans. Intensive sweat oozed from Captain Turner's forehead continuously. Due to the fact that Joanne and Shawn were both under his charge, he had not in the least hoped that something would happen to them.

The chief was more anxious. The first day when Shawn came to the police bureau and reported for duty, his father had already given him a notice in advance secretly, let alone Joanne. Now, these two met with the mishap. Whatever it was for them or for the safety of this city, he would definitely must take the murderer into custody.

Imposing restlessness was shrouding over the whole Cypress Apartments deeply. But Joanne and Shawn were both insensible.

After Joanne passed out, Shawn was also knocked out soon. They were both tied to the chairs and recovered their consciousness one after another till the broad daylight.

They were imprisoned in a room, where the windows were closed tightly and all were dark within.

Struggling for once, Shawn found out that there was no way he could break away from the rope quickly. He smiled, "When I was little, I was abducted by people who chose the sideways to blackmail my father. Now I am abducted by a perverted killer. I have not lived in vain."

The back side of Joanne's head was still aching. She could not even exert her strength while talking. "Shawn, why did you come here last night?"

"Captain Turner told me that you were alone in the crime scene. Worrying that you would feel scared, so I came to look for you here." Shawn let out a sigh regretfully. "I had never expected that I would have run into this bastard. I should have followed the vice squad for practice and exercising at usual time. Even I could not beat the bastard down, at least I could let you get away with it."

It took Joanne a while to finally reply. "Shawn, I am sorry. If you had not come to look for me, you would not have been abducted."

"You don't need to apologize to him." From the other side of the corner came the murderer's voice. "I am not interested in men. I won't touch him."

Shawn followed the sounds and looked over. Finally, he saw clearly the profile of the murderer amid the darkness. "What the fuck do you want to do?"

The murderer smiled. "You like this girl, don't you?"

"It is normal that I like whichever girl." Even tied up, Shawn sat in a way as if he were a boss. "While for you, would you stop being that perverted?"

"When you came in yesterday, you had seen how the girl had died, had not you?" That man walked to the front of Shawn and pinched Joanne's chin. He said, "She will become the same this afternoon. You think I am perverted, don't you? Then I will let you appreciate that throughout the whole journey. Oh, along with the online e-friends."

"Let her go!" Shawn kicked over one-legged, "Are you a man or not?"

While the murderer did not allow himself to be pushed around. He stepped on Shawn's feet mercilessly and rolling them over at full tilt. Shawn was so painful that he had intended to curse, but he bravely refrained himself with his teeth clenching. "Since you are in Arlington, then you should know Brian. She is Brian's wife. If you harmed her, do you think you could still live on?"

"The moment when I abducted you two, I had not intended to live on." That man touched Joanne's face. "So you are very lucky. At least, I will accompany you to death."

Shawn strongly believed that this man was completely a freak both psychologically and physically. He could only place their hope on Captain Turner and his people. He gave Joanne a glance and said, "Don't be afraid."

Joanne got Shawn's point. The back side of her head was also not that aching. She nodded.

The murderer understood what they were talking about and laughed loudly. "From the main gate to every pair of windows, I have all loaded them with bombs. If the police intruded by force, I could not promise that they would go back alive." "What's more, I have warned them, as long as I hear the sound of bombing, I will kill you both. If they behaved much better, Shawn would still go back alive."

"If it is only me that you want," Joanne asked, "Then why don't you let Shawn go? I am not a match for you. But it will be difficult to tell since he is a man. Let him go and you do not need to look out for him. Then you can be fully dedicated while dismembering me."

"Joanne!" Shawn was exasperated. "You shut up!"

At a time like this, how was it possible that he would abandon Joanne and leave on his own? In any case, they had been experimental partners for six years, had not they?

"I am almost touched." That man clapped his hands, walked to the front of Joanne and bent over to draw closer to her. "But I won't let him go. Moreover, I would like him to be the only audience witnessing my live streaming. As for you, you just wait quietly till the upcoming of 12 o'clock."

Joanne was silent and glanced at the time. It was already past nine o'clock.

There were still more than two hours left. She would either die or become the third girl dismembered by the perverted killer.

For no reason at all, Brian's face flashed across her mind again.

Had he known?

Could it be possible that he would feel a bit concerned and anxious for her?

She knew none. The only thing that she could make sure was that Chris must have been petrified with worry. She smiled, "Shawn, if I really died today, you would help me forward these words to my brother. Don't be too sad. I am just going to look for my mother."

"You have nothing to say to Brian?" Shawn asked.

She did have.

There was one line which Joanne had been planning to say to Brian for more than ten years.

While for now, it was not necessary to get it done.

"Then what about me?" Shawn tilted his head and looked at her, "You even have nothing to say to me?"

"Thank you." Joanne smiled, "During my college years and the time when I was in the US, you had done me a lot of great favors. I offer you my thanks sincerely."

Covering up his petty actions behind his back, Shawn also smiled, "Saying thanks is pretty cheap!"

He gave Joanne a look quietly.

Joanne noticed Shawn's action out of their mutual understanding. She covered up the disturbing in her heart and continued to talk with Shawn about some irrelevant things, in order to divert the murderer's attention.

That man sat in the corner while holding a gun. Most of his attention was on the situation outside the door. He heard that what Joanne and Shawn had been talking about were all nonsense things. He then did not pay much attention to them.

This was what Shawn had wanted. He stared at Joanne smilingly and continued to talk nonsense. "In your opinion, what is Brian doing now?"

Joanne was at a loss. "I do not even have the far-sighted eyes to pierce through the wall and watch over the US. How can I know?"

Shawn moved the tip of his brows a bit- the whole thing must have caused great sensations. Brian may not necessarily to be still in the US.

While Brian was on the plane.

Clark told him that they could not go back to Arlington till at least 11 o'clock.

Now it was 10 o'clock. Joanne and Shawn were still trapped in the murder crime scene. The police could not find any break-through point to rescue them. His people were also not in a convenient position to act.

People all thought that Joanne would not survive the accident this time. Numerous people online were waiting for live streaming.

Brian had not rested well for a few consecutive days. A look of deep fatigue appeared between his forehead. However, he could not rest. He had intended to risk everything time after time, even if that meant he would get his own identity exposed.

But he finally got into contact with Wesley at first.

"No!" Wesley refused, "Yes, it is right that if we let them go and rescue Joanne back. But there will be great disasters waiting for you ahead. I will not let you risk yourself until the last moment. Joanne is smart. While for the boy of the Jameson Family, though foppish, he is definitely not one who can be easily dealt with. Even if the police could not save them, maybe they can save themselves."

"I don't want her to get hurt."

"I know it." Wesley finally made a concession. "I promise you, I will send them over to wait for my order. If there were still no movements till the last moment, they would definitely enter and rescue them. But before that, you can't take any risk, which is also to put yourself in her shoes!"

Brian hung up the phone, drank up the coffee in front of him and ordered Clark to go back to the City Police Station where the parking apron for plane parking was available straightly. While the airport was located in the suburbs, which would cost them too much time from there to Cypress Apartments.

"OK!"

Clark contacted people in the City Police Station right away.

Over 11 o'clock, a private jet growled above the sky of the City Police Station and landed upon the parking apron slowly. Parking among the several black helicopters designed for police use, the white private jet looked somewhat incongruous.

The driver had already driven the car over to wait for Brian's arrival. The moment Brian took off the plane, he got on the car immediately and rushed towards Cypress Apartments straightly.

Wesley had told him not to risk himself.

But to him, losing Joanne was actually the only risk that he could not take in his life.