Who Is the Prey

He told her so determinedly, don't call the police.Is this a threat, or is it fearless?

He was not afraid of her calling the police. Was it just because he had the video?But she is not afraid of the threat, she is the victim, it is the perpetrator, not her, who should be ashamed!She won't be threatened by that kind of thing, let her fall into the dirt, she won't!

And he has prepared so carefully for revenge for so long, will he not know her character?

"Ms. He? Ms. He, what's wrong with you?" the young police officer asked her with concern.

He Yan suddenly stood up and walked out.

The weather outside the building is bright, and the scorching sun peculiar to late autumn hangs overhead, swaying the last passion, the sun and the shade are only separated by a line, and crossing the past is like entering another world.

There was a confusion in her mind. Once again, she called Liang Yuanze, but she still couldn't answer it.She stood beside the car, with cold metal on her head, and said to herself: "He Yan, calm down, calm down, you must calm down."

She went to the security room of the community and asked to view the surveillance video yesterday night on the grounds that the property in the car was stolen.In the video, you can clearly see that "she" parked the car and left the monitoring area without haste.He Yan's heart jumped uncontrollably in her chest. "What about the surveillance in the hall? And the elevator!"

The security guard looked at her in surprise and asked, "Did you not lose something in the car?"

She had no intention to explain to him that, with her insistence, the security staff called her another video recorded by other cameras of a similar time period, where "she" walked through the hallway as usual, entered the elevator, and then she The floor in which I lived went out of the elevator.

If she is not mentally tough, He Yan will definitely think she is crazy, her body trembling faintly, sitting alone in the security room staring at the blurry video, until all the pictures suddenly turn black and stop.

With a move in her heart, she called the security staff over again and asked, "What's going on? Why is there no more here?"

"Oh, the monitoring line of the community broke down once in the middle of the night, and just called someone to fix it in the morning," the security staff explained.

He Yan understood it almost instantly. They took advantage of that time to send her unconscious back to her home, and the "she" also took the opportunity to leave.Don't think, even if there is monitoring in "Zizitian", the recorded process should be the same as here.If this is a trap, then Fu Shenxing must have prepared it carefully for a long time, paying attention to everything, covering everything, and perfectly finding no trace of flaws.

Sure enough, she couldn't call the police. No one would believe her, they would treat her like a lunatic instead.

She returned home and sat down on the sofa. When night fell outside the window, her cell phone rang suddenly.The voice was abrupt and harsh, and a mobile phone number was displayed on the screen. She had always had a good memory and recognized that it was Fu Shenxing's mobile number.

He Yan closed her eyes, and then pressed the answer button, calmly said: "Shen Zhijie, I did not call the police."

"You are very smart, Teacher He." Fu Shenxing said.

She gently pressed the record button on her mobile phone, trying to control her emotions, trying to make things clearer, "You have designed for a long time, have you? Stealed me from the restaurant secretly, but found someone to come Drive home as if you were me. Who is that person who is posing me? Where did you find someone like me?"

He corrected her: "Actually, it doesn't look very much, it just looks like it."

"Well, your design is perfect." She said, pinching the thigh fiercely with the other hand, trying to make herself calmer. "Shen Zhijie, I'm really curious, how did you escape from prison? I When I went to the police officer Chen who handled the case before, he said that you were indeed executed. How did you escape?"

Fu Shenxing's low laugh came from the microphone. He said: "He Yan, you are recording, are you? Useless, everything you do is in vain. Obediently obey, so your family may not be affected hurt."

He Yan's nose and mouth seemed to be covered by someone, and she even felt difficult to breathe. "What the hell do you want to do?"

"Play our game."

"You want to use my family to threaten me, don't you?" she asked in a stiff voice.

"Yes." He admits frankly that the words he spoke were cold and ruthless, "They are my chips. Don't violate the rules of the game anymore, Teacher He, don't test my patience anymore."

It will take a while for her to speak, "I will obey you, won't you hurt my family?"

He chuckled lightly and asked her, "Teacher He, don't you find that, actually I am more trustworthy than you?"

She gritted her teeth and asked again: "When will this game end?"

"When I feel bored." He answered, paused, and said: "Teacher He, your husband called you again."

Sure enough, another prompt for incoming calls was displayed on her phone.

"Take it, Teacher He, but I don't think our game needs to let your family know, what do you say?" He reminded, and finally said: "Also, please remember, my name is Fu Shenxing."

Her conversation with Liang Yuanze was very short. Liang Yuanze took the time to dial the call during the training time. He was a little worried about her because no one answered her cell phone a few times before.He Yan didn't dare to say anything, fearing that she would be unable to control her crying, or that her and her husband's phone would be eavesdropped.

Liang Yuanze was still keenly aware of her strangeness and asked, "What's wrong? The sound sounds dull."

"Oh, a little cold." She replied in a dumb voice, and finally found an excuse not to cover up, "The nose is not breathing, and the tears are flowing."

"Little idiot!" He laughed, feeling distressed and funny. "I've only been away from home for a few days, so you are."

He Yan burst into tears and murmured: "I miss you, Yuanze."

"I miss you too, Yanyan." He lowered his voice in response, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, don't talk anymore, we are about to start, I have to turn off my phone."

Liang Yuanze hung up the phone, and He Yan was holding her phone in a daze. There was no record of the call with Fu Shenxing, and naturally there was no recording. She had been able to determine that the phone must have been moved by him, and was considering how to deal with it. , I received another text message: Don't change the phone, continue to use.

Her spirit was almost numb, and she went to the bathroom to wash her face in the dark, and only dialed her parents after her voice improved.The two old men had just returned to the hotel from the outside and were excited to tell her anecdotes on the journey.She spoke very little, only listened quietly, and finally told them: "Pay attention to safety."

The next day she went to school as if everything was as usual.When it was almost noon, the boy she helped came to her office and asked carefully: "Teacher He, are you mad at me? I refused to answer my call yesterday."

She didn't answer, only looked up at him, wondering whether he was bought by Fu Shenxing or used by him.

The boy misunderstood her silence and explained in a low voice: "I was waiting for you outside of'Zizitian' the night before, but then I left something, and when I came back to see you driving away, I called you twice, You may not have heard it."

Even if she encountered such a thing, she was still willing to believe that there was kindness in this world. He Yan smiled reluctantly, "I did not hear it, I am fine, thank you."

Life seemed to return to calm again, and Fu Shenxing was like a monster sneaking in the water, dragging her into the dark bottom of the water and humiliating it, and then disappeared without a trace.

After going out to play for more than a month, the parents returned to Nanzhao first. He Yan used to eat with them in the past. He mother mentioned the thrilling thing she encountered during the trip.

"Oh, Yanyan, you don't know what happened to us. It was the time you told us to pay attention to safety. I heard someone next door knocking on the wall in the middle of the night. Both my father and I were woken up. Your father Knocked back angrily twice, there was no movement over there. Guess what? The next day I heard that someone in the next room was killed, and there was a word "shen" written in blood on the wall. I was scared to death! I don’t know if it was a person or a ghost who knocked on the wall before. It scared me and your dad to quickly change the hotel!"

He Yan's face was white, and her hands were so trembling that she couldn't even hold the chopsticks.

The evening before Liang Yuanze returned to China, He Yan received Fu Shenxing's call again.He said: "Teacher He, come and help me with a guest at night. The car is waiting for you outside the school."

The tone of discussion used, but did not give her a little chance to refuse.

She sat in the office, took out the knife that had been prepared from the drawer, and took it silently in her hand. After a few hesitations, she put it back again.She cannot take risks, she has no chance of failure.

A black car carried He Yan to a villa on the mountain, where a small party was being held, confused music, dim lights, plus everywhere, indulgent men and young girls, people walking Going in, it was like falling into a fairy hole.

He Yan's dress was too out of place here, and attracted the attention of many people as soon as he entered the door.She ignored it and looked around at the door. She found Fu Shenxing standing by the window and walked straight to him.

"Mr. Fu." She stood before him and greeted him calmly.

Fu Shenxing was holding a wine glass in his hand and was talking to people. Although he was also snuggled with two tender molds, his clothes were still neat.He turned his head when he heard the sound, glanced at He Yan lightly, and pointed at the distant leather sofa with the hand holding the glass, and told her to "Go with boss Zhang."

She looked in the direction he pointed to. It was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a fat body, a semi-bald head, and a faint oily glow on her face, which looked almost insignificant.The man He Yan kept staring at her when she entered the door, her eyes were a little wrong.She didn't refuse. She walked obediently and just sat down on the sofa. The man's fat body came close. He grabbed her hand and asked her with a smile: "Beauty, don't you do this?"

"Just entered the industry." He Yan replied.

"Good for the newcomer! Just clean for the newcomer!" The fat man patted her thigh hard with his palm, and did not leave.She didn't change her complexion, still sliding slowly on his leg with his hand, and didn't glance at Fu Shenxing.

The fat man’s hand became more and more unreliable, and soon he could not satisfy the harassment through the clothing. He Yan couldn’t bear it anymore and pressed his hand hard, but he said with a chuckle in his mouth: “Boss Zhang don’t be like this, calling people It's embarrassing to see it."

The fat man grinned, "Bashed? Bashful, it's fun to play with, I like the best women like you."

His voice was not low, and someone immediately cheered, "Boss Zhang, let us open our eyes."

Boss Zhang laughed and said that she really pressed her against the sofa.She pushed back, but her hand sneaked into her purse. Someone had just reached in, but her wrist was gripped.

When Jiang came to the back of the sofa sometime, a big palm held her slender wrist tightly and asked her expressionlessly, "What does Teacher He want to touch?"

The noisy and cluttered room suddenly calmed down, and boss Zhang was also stunned, looking down at He Yan strangely.

He Yan leaned back on the sofa like this, looked at A Jiang calmly, and answered, "It's nothing."

A Jiang didn't believe it. With a little pressure, she pulled her hand out of her purse. Seeing her clenched her hands, she ordered with a cold voice, "What's in your hand?"

She didn't answer, only turned her head to look at Fu Shenxing. He was still leaning against the window and looking at her, his lips slightly raised, with a hint of taunt, as if he had waited a long time to watch the show .So she also slightly raised the corner of her mouth, slowly opened her palms, revealing a small square and square aluminum foil package, and asked him: "Mr. Fu, is it not even allowed to use it?"