My Lovely Wife is a Forensic Doctor

The slightly familiar voice surprised Mu Yu: "You, you are..."

Before the three words "Yan Xiaobing" were spoken, she felt a sudden pain in her back, and then she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she found that her hands and feet were tied up, lying on a bed in a room.

The curtains and door of the simply decorated room are closed, the lights are on, and the wall clock on the wall shows twelve o’clock, but because she doesn’t know how long she has been in a coma, she can’t tell that it’s 12 noon. It was still twelve in the morning.

Shaking her mind, Yan Xiaobing's cold voice swayed in her ears, and she was extremely panicked for a while, secretly regretting her lax vigilance because the Qin family had lifted the crisis.

Knowing that regret was useless, she forced herself to calm down and listened carefully with her ears sideways. She heard no artificial noise outside, but the sound of rain hitting the glass.

Thinking that whenever the weather changes, Yan Xiaobing will be unable to control her emotions and hurt people. She becomes more and more panicked-Yan Xiaobing must be outside the room, maybe in the next second he will come in with a knife to deal with her, after all, she is him One of the many enemies in the eyes.

At present, she is not sure whether Qin Jinhuan and the others knew about her being kidnapped by Yan Xiaobing, so they can't expect his rescue, and must find a way to save themselves before Yan Xiaobing enters this room!

Concentrated, she lowered her head and saw that the tighter and tighter packing rope tied her feet, she raised her eyes and looked around. When she didn't see a sharp weapon that could cut the rope, she was a little disappointed. , But not reconciled.

Turning to see that there are bedside tables on both sides of the bed, she suddenly had a glimmer of expectations for the drawers of the bedside tables-this is obviously an ordinary bedroom, and the drawers of the bedside tables of ordinary people will put small daily necessities such as scissors, nail scissors or knives. .

With her hands tied back, she struggled for a while before moving out of bed, kneeling on the ground, and pulling open the drawer with difficulty.

There are really scissors!

Or use big scissors!

Although there were some rust on the scissors, she still couldn't suppress the surprise. She hurriedly grabbed the scissors by her side and tried to adjust the posture of holding the scissors to cut the wrapping rope on the wrist.

Seeing that the mouth of the scissors was aligned with the packing rope, she was very excited, gritted her teeth and cut it hard, not wanting the scissors mouth to be too blunt, instead of cutting the packing rope, she was loosened by the packing rope instead, with a bang. , The scissors fell to the ground.

broken!

Sure enough, the door was slammed open in the next second.

It was Yan Xiaobing who came in. At this time, he had a hostile look, and he was far from the Xiaobing brother she had known before. It seemed that it was true that Rong Jian said that Yan Xiaobing was mentally ill.

"What are you doing?!" He waved his sharp blade at her fiercely.

"Brother Xiaobing..."

She tried to get close to him emotionally, but was interrupted in a vicious voice: "Do you want to run away?!"

He kicked the scissors under the bed.

"No, I didn't." Mu Yu explained softly, for fear of accidentally angering him.

"You just woke up, I just need you." Yan Xiaobing stepped forward, put the knife on her neck, and grabbed her arm with the other hand and pulled her out.

Mu Yu was suddenly terrified: "You, what are you doing?!"

Yan Xiaobing ignored her, dragged her to the living room and threw her on the sofa, and then picked up the mobile phone resting on the coffee table to make a call.

Mu Yu looked at him in shock.

"speak!"

"what?"

It was only then that Yan Xiaobing had shown her mobile phone to her ear. She turned her head instinctively to see if it was Qin Jinhuan’s mobile phone number, but he pulled her hair and sternly shouted, "Speak!"

"hiss--"

"Sister-in-law? Is your sister-in-law you?"

It was Rong Jian's urgent voice.

She responded quickly: "Team Rong, it's me."

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaobing called Rong Jian.

But she was not surprised soon. After all, Yan Xiaobing and Qin Jinhuan did not meet each other, and their status and status were so different. Relatively speaking, it was easier for Yan Xiaobing to get Rong Jian's call.

"How are you Xiaoyu? Are you okay?"

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly changed to Qin Jinhuan's, which surprised her very much, and she eagerly responded: "Ahuan, I'm fine, you..."

Before she could finish her words, Yan Xiaobing quickly moved her phone away and yelled: "She is fine now, but if you fail to do as I ask within an hour, I promise you will collect her body!"

"Don't be impulsive! Don't mess around!" Rong Jian replied again and again on the other end of the phone. "We have sent someone to pick up your mother. Please wait patiently. Don't embarrass her."

"Hurry up, I don't have that much patience."

Yan Xiaobing cut off the phone after finishing talking, threw the phone on the coffee table, and stopped reading Mu Yu. He touched the cigarette and lighter on the coffee table and started smoking one by one.

Seeing that although he still had a knife in his hand, he didn't mean to hurt himself for the time being, Mu Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to move. After all, even if he didn't have a knife in his hand, she would not be his opponent - nor was she right. His kindness holds no expectation.

After slowing down, she began to scan her environment.This is a living room with a small area. It is as simple as the decoration of the room. The curtains are also closed and the lights are on.When she saw the family portrait of four hanging above the sofa, she suddenly understood that this was Yan Xiaobing's home.

Didn't he come to her for revenge?Why did she take her into the house?

She was puzzled.

Seeing that she was sitting not far from the door, she rolled her eyebrows slightly and tried to shout "Brother Xiaobing".

"What are you doing?" He turned his head and replied gruffly, his eyes filled with coldness.

"I want to go to the toilet."

"Don't go!"

"But I'm really anxious."

"endure."

"Brother Xiaobing..."

"Can't help but pee directly."

"but……"

"Snapped!"

Yan Xiaobing buckled the fruit knife heavily on the coffee table, and threatened harshly, "I cut my tongue any more nonsense!"

Cut your tongue. Head?!

Mu Yu's eyes flashed past Sun Meilan's pile of broken tongues, and he was shocked and disgusted, and quickly fell silent.

Thinking that she was angry at Qin Jinhuan's "bad reviews" of Yan Xiaobing, and secretly liked Yi Yunzhe's words, she couldn't help but smile at her innocence.

"Stay honestly for me, if you dare to be half-slick, don't blame me for being cruel! Humph!"

After speaking, Yan Xiaobing lit another cigarette, then paced back and forth while smoking, taking a look at the mobile phone resting on the coffee table from time to time.

Mu Yu could see his anxiety from his actions, because she didn't know what the conditions he and Rong Jian were talking about, so she didn't know what he was anxious about, but she didn't dare to ask more.

Maybe he asked Rong Jian to prepare a sum of money and a car to prepare for his escape-the bridge sections in the movie are like this.

If he did escape, it would be a big safety hazard to society.

No, he must be discouraged from fleeing.

Suddenly the three words of mental illness in her mind, she thought about it, and immediately persuaded her softly: "Brother Xiaobing, do you want Team Rong to give you money and car to leave Ancheng? Actually, you don't need to be so..."

"Shut up! Leave my business alone!"

"Brother Xiaobing, listen to me..."

"Shut up! I told you to shut up, don't you understand?! If you dare to say another word, I immediately cut your tongue!" Yan Xiaobing suddenly threw the cigarette butt to the ground, then yelled and picked up the knife at her Flurry.

Watching him lose control of his emotions, the knife is getting closer and closer to him, and the scared Mu Yu immediately gave up the idea of ​​persuasion, and shook his head repeatedly: "Okay, I shut up, I shut up."

"Damn! He*damn!"

Yan Xiaobing, with red eyes and a fierce look, cursed, put away the knife and folded himself, pacing in the living room again, pacing twice as fast as before.

Mu Yu, who couldn't understand his thoughts, knew that his spirit was not normal at this time, and he didn't dare to say any more. He honestly shut his mouth and stared at him panic-strickenly.

In the small living room, except for the sound of Yan Xiaobing's footsteps, all that was left was deathly silence.

After a long time, the cell phone ringing on the coffee table suddenly rang, and the unexpected Mu Yu was shocked. When she came back slightly, Yan Xiaobing rushed over and grabbed the phone, hurriedly connected and gave a feed.

Mu Yu had guessed that it was Rong Jian’s phone number, but because Yan Xiaobing pressed the handset of the phone tightly to her ear, she could not hear what Rong Jian said at all, so she could only judge from Yan Xiaobing’s surprised eyes. His goal was achieved.

If Yan Xiaobing really flees with money, I'm afraid she won't let her go before he is out of danger. Then how should she seize the opportunity to help the police contain him?

Just as she was thinking to herself, Yan Xiaobing suddenly walked towards her holding a knife, and she suddenly screamed: "You, what are you doing?!"

Yan Xiaobing ignored her panic, cut off the packing rope on her feet with a knife, grabbed her, and put the knife on her neck at the same time: "Be obedient to me, otherwise you want you to look good!"

"Why do I...Oh..."

Before Mu Yu's words were asked, the man was pulled off the sofa by him and dragged to the door.

With a click, the door opened.

I thought he was going to take himself out, but he stopped at the door.

"Xiaoyu! How are you?"

"Wenwen?!"

"Don't move!"

The knife in Yan Xiaobing's hand tightened, and Jiang Wenwen screamed in surprise: "Don't hurt Xiaoyu! Brother Xiaobing, don't hurt Xiaoyu!"

"Help my mother in!"

"Soldier, soldier, where are you?" The old lady Yan who was helped by Jiang Wenwen fumbled forward.

"Mother, I'm here! Slow down! Be careful of the threshold!" Yan Xiaobing changed his face in seconds when Jiang Wenwen wanted to come in, "You go out! Go away! Stay away from my mother!"

"Brother Xiaobing, didn't you say that when you send your mother, you will play a small word? You..."

"Go away!"

"Brother Xiaobing..."

"what!"

"Don't, don't hurt Xiaoyu! I'm going, I'm going!" Jiang Wenwen cried back after seeing blood oozing from Mu Yu's neck.

"Soldier, you can't hurt Miss Mu, she is a good person."

"Mother, you come in."

Seeing her mother come in, Yan Xiaobing immediately closed the door with her feet, and then pressed Mu Yu down, quickly tied her feet again with packing rope, sealed her mouth with tape, and then quickly dragged her arm to the balcony. drag……