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An Yuan He leaned against the wall and ran back and forth, then walked to a dark stripe on a wall. He had noticed it before, and although its appearance had changed, it should be a ventilation opening.
Finding the edge, he pulled with all his might, and the cover came off with a bang, revealing a narrow, pitch-black passage behind.
Disordered footsteps approached from a distance, "Boss, the pheromones suddenly disappeared!"
Smack! The sound of a slap, "Useless thing, keep searching! Someone with a belly like that won't get far!"
The ventilation duct is very narrow, and even An Yuan's slender body has to squeeze tightly. He dare not guarantee that his method is foolproof, so he can only crawl deeper. This way, even if he is discovered, they cannot immediately catch him.
The air here is abundant, but due to the small space, An Yuan quickly started to pant.
The pain on my back just eased, but now my stomach is experiencing intermittent cramps. An Yuan had to stop and take a break, gently rubbing his stomach with his hand. "Baby, be good, daddy will come to pick us up soon."
It seems that An Yuan's comfort is working, as the cramps in the stomach gradually subside.
It's too dark here, and it's impossible to make a transmitter at all. An Yuan took a deep breath and continued to climb.
In theory, the ventilation duct should lead to the outside, but based on the direction of this duct, An Yuan knew that he was getting deeper and deeper. Once the bow is drawn, the arrow must be released. Whether it's a dragon's den or a tiger's lair ahead, he had to go through it.
The night outside was dark, and Zhang Moyan stood in front of the window, looking at the watch on his wrist. It had been fifteen hours, and Yang Wei still hadn't replied to him.
"Bang, bang, bang."
"Come in."
"Uncle Zhang." The one who entered was a young female beta, with a supposed to be gentle and tender round face, but with a sad expression hanging on it.
"Niu Niu, have you eaten?"
"I came to ask if Uncle Zhang has found the killer of my mother."
"I've confirmed it, don't worry, Uncle Zhang will definitely avenge your mother," looking at the face that was seven points similar to Secretary Wang's, Zhang Moyan was somewhat lost in memories.
The door was pushed open again, "Big brother!" The bald head rubbed his head, "Little Niu Niu came here without paying attention, let's go, let's go kill another game with Uncle Heizi."
"What's the point of killing? I'm not in the mood."
"Hey! Brat, did uncle Heizi force himself on you?" Heizi scratched his sleeve, extended two fingers, and pinched Niu Niu's chubby face. "Be gentle, be gentle." Heizi smiled at Zhang Moyan, leading Niu Niu out.
"How's the preparation going?"
"Boss, rest assured, dozens of trucks loaded with TNT are ready. If they don't return the sister-in-law in a few hours, I'll raid Yang Wei's hideout."
"Nonsense!" The tracker is already broken, and they still can't determine An Yuan's exact location. What if they accidentally hurt someone?
Heizi felt sorry and touched his nose. Wasn't he just trying to win Zhang Moyan's heart?
"Beep beep beep." The watch made a sound, and Zhang Moyan saw that a signal had been received.
The signal is very weak, appearing and disappearing from time to time, but Zhang Moyan still shuddered all over. "No need to wait any longer. Act immediately. The location is in the city's dark night."
"Is it from Sister-in-law?"
"Perhaps." He couldn't be sure, so he could only take a chance.
An Yuan looked up, feeling the flickering light brought by the rotating ceiling fan. His watch had been dismantled, and the makeshift transmitter assembled from its parts didn't meet the standard, but he had to give it a try.
If Zhang Moyan doesn't receive it, then he can only rely on himself. If Zhang Moyan does receive it, of course others will definitely be able to monitor it, so he can't stay in this vent anymore and must find a safer place. Thinking like this, but he has already expended a lot of energy, so even moving his body a little now is a very difficult thing for him.
Sweat has soaked through the innermost clothes, and the wounds on the back are starting to go numb. An Yuan is gradually losing sensation.
In a daze, the ventilation fan above suddenly gets dismantled, and a large hand reaches in, grabbing An Yuan's collar. An Yuan immediately wakes up, struggling to climb inside, but unable to break free from the hand holding the collar.
Piercing the needle on the ring into the big hand, the big hand did not dodge, then with a force, pulled An Yuan out from the vent.
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