She and the Scumbag Grab the Heroine

Shen Yi put all the bets on this hairpin.

Originally, the hairpin was stuck in the back of his head, separated by a thick layer of hair, Shen Yi could not see its position, nor could he feel whether it could be rubbed off smoothly, only occasionally passed from the back of his head when he was close to the wall. The slight discomfort came to perceive its existence. So, when Zhao Ziming was cooking, she thought about it and got the card issued by Zhao Ziming's hands.

Shen Yi closed his eyes, patiently looked for the location of the issuance card, rubbed the side against the wall over and over again, carefully feeling every bit of its looseness.

I did not know how many times this action was repeated, and finally, with the touch of the hair lightly fluttering on the cheek, a low "ding" sounded.

This voice is very soft, and Shen Yi might not be able to hear a voice twice as loud as this in normal times. But now, this sound is tantamount to nature, it is fireworks exploding in my head.

Shen Yi leaned against the wall and took a few breaths, then turned his body slightly, and searched the ground closely with his tied hands.

Shen Yi was busy looking for the hairpin, but Jiang Di was not idle.

She leaned down slightly, watching Teacher Zhou preparing to dial a form that was pulled out on the computer. Officer Wang stood by with his arms folded, nodded to Teacher Zhou, and signaled her to start.

Zhao Ziming is not a rare name, so it is not easy to find him among the millions of people in this city with these three characters. Fortunately, both Shen Yi and Zhao Ziming went to local universities. Jiang Di was able to follow Officer Wang to visit their counselor, Teacher Zhou.

Considering that Shen Yi might be in Zhao Ziming's hands, Officer Wang suggested that Teacher Zhou should call first, on the pretext that he discovered an error in Zhao Ziming's graduation thesis, and asked him to rush to deal with it.

Right now, the other counselors in the office were invited out, leaving only Teacher Zhou, Officer Wang and Jiang Di. After that, the two closed their mouths, watching Teacher Zhou finish typing the numbers and comparing them one by one, before pressing the call button cautiously.

The "beep" sounded three times and the phone was picked up.

The words that had been rehearsed silently several times just now came out of Teacher Zhou's mouth, but the person on the other side was stunned.

"Wrong number? What paper, I don't understand!" The person on the other end of the phone yelled in unstandard Mandarin, and "Pada" hung up the call mercilessly.

"This..." Teacher Zhou looked at the phone that was hung up, and then at the two people who looked unhappy, and explained helplessly, "It's really not like Zhao Ziming's voice. Maybe it's a change of phone number. After all, it's been several years. ."

Jiang Di gritted his teeth bitterly and unwillingly dialed the number with his mobile phone. This time he was not hung up immediately, but Jiang Di only realized more clearly that it was indeed not Zhao Ziming on the other end of the phone.

After saying a few words "I'm sorry" to the thick-throated middle-aged man, Jiang Di looked at Officer Wang and shook his head.

Officer Wang touched his chin and looked at the computer. On it was a contact information registration form. The people in it were all in the same class as Shen Yi.

He stared for a while, then suddenly asked, "Are there any classmates who have a good relationship with Shen Yi and Zhao Ziming?"

In a room without a trace of light, Shen Yi can only rely on his hands. She moved forward centimeter by centimeter, the joy at the beginning slowly fell with the search time, and became anxious again.

There was no sound outside, making Shen Yi's thinking nowhere to diverge, turning into a tight nerve, always feeling that Zhao Ziming would rush in in the next second.

"Calm down, calm down." Shen Yi comforted herself, "You haven't seen your mother yet, you haven't had your birthday this year, and you haven't seen the outside world. Moreover, you haven't told Jiang Di that you will never care about her again. , You won’t just die here."

If you have something in your mind, you can't even think about it. Perhaps due to psychological effects, Shen Yi crawled forward with the index finger of his right hand, and finally touched a hard part. With joy in her heart, she rolled her fingers, and firmly grasped the hairpin that was related to her life.

Shen Yi carefully adjusted the position of the issuing card, lest he accidentally, the issuing card that had been so hard to obtain would slip out of his hands.

After debugging several times, she finally found the right place. Shen Yi's fingers tightened slightly, and the pin was slapped into the tape on his wrist, poking out a shallow hole.

Hearing a faint "pouch", Shen Yi knew that it was the sound of a hairpin penetrating the tape.

She leaned her head up against the wall with satisfaction, secretly rejoicing that Zhao Ziming was too hasty, and didn't have the patience to find twine to tie it, but took the tape around in a circle.

After adjusting for a few breaths, Shen Yi found the rhythm and pierced the hairpin against the small hole that was just pierced again, until the dense small holes connected to form an ant nest, corroding and routing the nearby space. She pinched the micro end of the hairpin, leaned it into the black hole, and swiped it down.

"Shen Yi and Zhao Ziming's friends," At the same time, Teacher Zhou who thought for a while said, "It seems that there is a good relationship. They have good grades and usually get together to play together."

"Who is it?" Seeing that Teacher Zhou was about to fall into the old days, Jiang Di had to interrupt her and asked bluntly.

"It seems to be something Yuanyuan." Teacher Zhou's memory was interrupted by her, realizing the seriousness of the matter, she finally gave a name.

She held the mouse and slid the form from bottom to top. The name of Ding Yuanyuan, who was ranked first because of the initials of the last name, finally revealed. "Yes, yes, it's called Ding Yuanyuan!" Teacher Zhou said excitedly, and pointed out Ding Yuanyuan's name to the two of them.

"Okay." Officer Wang nodded and commanded calmly, "Tell her to call her and say that there is a problem with Zhao Ziming's paper. I can't contact him. Ask Ding Yuanyuan if he has contact information."

The reason why she still used this excuse for Ding Yuanyuan was mainly because she didn't know how close her relationship with Zhao Ziming was, and whether it was possible to confide in her.

"Okay." Teacher Zhou readily agreed, and picked up the phone that was just put down again, "Then I will call now."

Jiang Di returned to the posture of holding the table, with one hand firmly on the table, staring at Teacher Zhou without blinking.

This time, she was not disappointed anymore. A sweet female voice came on the other end of the phone: "Counselor?"

"Oh, Ding Yuanyuan, right?" Teacher Zhou quickly responded, no less excited than Jiang Di.

"Yes, counselor, do you have anything to do?"

"It's no big deal, just want to ask if you have the contact information of Zhao Ziming in your class. The one he left before has been changed." Teacher Zhou asked according to the prepared words.

"Ah? Is it so serious?" Ding Yuanyuan's anxious voice sounded. As soon as he heard that Zhao Ziming's paper might be in trouble, he reported his mobile phone number to Teacher Zhou without delay.

Seeing that things were going so smoothly, Jiang Di was a little greedy, and she wanted to solve it in one step.

She had discussed with Officer Wang before, and the two agreed that Zhao Ziming, who has just graduated for a few years, is running around in work and life every day, so she must not have the time and energy to find a safe and hidden place for Tibetans. Furthermore, before he was just stalking and making chance encounters, this time he suddenly abducted people, and in all likelihood, it was a temporary decision.

Then the end of this hasty kidnapping is probably his home.

Jiang Di looked at Officer Wang and said in a deep voice, "Even if Zhao Ziming is called to catch him, it will definitely take a lot of time to ask him where to hide the person."

Officer Wang looked at Jiang Di and encouraged her to continue.

"Well, let's catch a turtle in an urn and kill him by surprise."

"You mean to find his house directly?" Officer Wang chewed Jiang Di's words again, and extracted her thoughts.

"Yes." Jiang Di nodded and looked at Teacher Zhou. "Looking at Ding Yuanyuan's performance just now, she and Zhao Ziming seem to know each other very well. It is very likely that you can get Zhao Ziming's address from her."

Teacher Zhou's eyes flickered. She didn't know whether the proposal was good or bad, and she looked at Officer Wang as if seeking advice.

"Just call Ding Yuanyuan again and tell her that Zhao Ziming didn't answer the phone, but there are documents to be sent to him. The archives room is only on duty once a week. If you miss today, you can only wait for the next week." Jiang Di stood in front of Officer Wang. In front of him, Mr. Zhou's sight was intercepted, and the plan was put forward with a bamboo tube.

Just as Teacher Zhou was hesitating, Officer Wang's voice sounded: "Just do what she says."

Jiang Di's heart thumped back to the original place.

"Hold on, Shen Yi."

Shen Yi's project has to stop for a while after doing it. One is because her shoulders, arms, and hands are so sore that she will tremble when she lifts it for a few more minutes, convulsing like her. Second, she was scared, afraid that Zhao Ziming would suddenly open the door and be caught.

Fortunately, most of her work has been completed. Shen Yi touched it, and two centimeters more, the crack formed by the small hole swallowed half of the tape. When that happens, as long as the fingers force and tear the tape along the crack, his hands will be free.

She was breathing heavily in her heart, and because of her imagination a little bit more energy, she poked her hand harder on the tape.

Finally, Shen Yi felt a small air flow climbing up the delicate skin on his wrist. It was the touch of the crack spreading on its own due to the struggle of her wrist.

She was so excited that she couldn't help it, but at this time she was thankful that something was blocking her mouth, so she wouldn't scream.

Shen Yi broke the tape off his hand, and his arms that had been behind him for nearly ten hours were finally able to stretch freely. She rubbed her wrist with an imprint painfully, and started to deal with the tape on her leg.

In order not to let Shen Yi really take pains, Zhao Ziming took the tape on his legs from the middle of the thigh to the calf, one after another. If you continue to poke it a little bit with the hairpin, I don't know if it will last until the year of the monkey.

Shen Yi thought for a while, slowly moved to the sink, supported the water table to support his body, gently opened the upper cabinet door, and took out a Zhao Ziming razor.

She smashed the plastic cracks covering the blade head to both sides, finally picking up the piece of plastic above, revealing the blade with the filaments wrapped in it.

Shen Yi took the blade and slashed along the tape wrapped around his legs. A little bit, the tape spread to the sides following the blade's trajectory until the blade slid to the bottom of the tape, and Shen Yi's legs finally regained their freedom. NS.

Her hand holding the blade was still trembling slightly, tears almost gushing out of her eyes happily.

But her joy didn't last long, when the sound of footsteps reached the door.