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Chapter 86 Instinct Response

Consciousness first came from his wrists, and his hands were tightly bound behind his back by something similar to a plastic cable tie. The bloodshot tingling gave Song Yishen a little clarity in his originally drowsy and numb nerves.His eyes were tied up with black cloth strips, so he couldn't see anything.The burning pain from the electric shock remained in the back of the neck, and the entire spine was extremely stiff.

Time should not have passed for a long time.

Realizing this, Song Yishen still maintained his original posture, sitting on the ground with his head bowed, carefully discerning the movement around him.

Someone was two or three steps away from him.

Although there was no sound, Song Yishen felt it very keenly.

Is it that person?What the hell is he trying to do! ?

The car that appeared halfway was no coincidence at all.

He falls into the trap of a temporary change of mind.Song Yishen has never felt so stupid for a moment.

High-speed speeding, hitting people in urban areas, no matter which one, this person will not escape the French Open for 24 hours.As long as Song Yishen calmed down and waited quietly, he could follow the police and catch the stalker within 24 hours at the latest.

And the other party obviously understood this, so he changed his mind halfway, and simply kept doing nothing to lure him into the trap.

Right now, it seemed that if he hadn't been moved, it seemed that trapping him was just the first step.

What's the second step...?

Fuck.

The deep-buried fear caused Song Yishen's strong impulse to kill someone to swell with anger in his increasingly clear consciousness, and his breathing speeded up suddenly, which was very clear in this silent room.

"you're awake?"

Song Yishen frowned vigilantly with a timid and soft tone, who the hell is he?

Song Yishen still panted heavily with his head bowed, and did not respond.

The man came over, Song Yishen held his breath and waited on guard.

The whole room seemed to be without a single piece of furniture, and Song Yishen didn't know where this feeling came from.It's just that when the man walked towards him, he could even hear the echo of the man's footsteps.He has been to Shiyou's previous home several times, and he still has a vague impression of the partition of the living room in the room there.If there is not much difference in the size of each household, there will certainly not be such a spacious layout.

"Song, Song Yishen—"

The man didn't seem to dare to call him by his name.

Suddenly, the door was pulled open from the outside, the person who was squatting in front of him got up and walked a few steps towards him with his back, and then two or three people ran in in a panic.

"They called the police."

"Who are they? Is there Xia Shiyou?"

The voice that sounded lifeless in front of him a second ago suddenly became high-pitched and sharp, as if hating to the extreme.

Song Yishen raised his head abruptly, glaring at him through the cloth strips covering his eyes.

"Whose name is your fucking name?"

He spoke so harshly that Song Yishen was sure that if he hadn't been tied up at the moment, he would have strangled that man's neck the moment he said Xia Shiyou's name.

After every word, the air seemed to be filled with frightening blood, and the roots of the teeth were almost crushed by myself.Song Yishen tried his best to close his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm down the deeper fear.

The man seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just muttered to him: "No..."

But after a while, there was a sound similar to picking up sticks and iron tools, and the few people who came in behind were driven to a far away corner, whispering something.

"...Report, just report...as long as...Xia Shiyou..."

Because of the distance, when the voice reached here, only intermittent intonation remained.

But Xia Shiyou's name was accurately captured by Song Yishen.

It was an instinctive reaction.

Song Yishen suddenly became irritable to the extreme, and he raised his hand to break free of the plastic tie, and the smell of blood soon became strong.He also tasted a stronger smell of blood in his mouth.Song Yishen's whole body tensed up, and his movements became bigger and bigger. After two or three strokes, it seemed that some meridians were cut, and blood flowed profusely on the side of his wrist instantly.

"what are you doing!"

Noticing Song Yishen's movements, the man quickly ran over, "Bleeding——"

"roll!"

With a violent shout, Song Yishen raised his foot and kicked the man with all his might!

Song Yishen's physique and strength are usually about the same size as him, and they can't resist him physically, not to mention that the opponent is obviously much thinner.

Song Yishen could feel the silence of the dead.

The man seemed to have been kicked unconscious by himself, and within a few seconds, he could only hear painful groans and the sound of people carrying and dragging.

Then, someone walked towards him carrying something.

There is the sound of electric shock.

Song Yishen closed his eyes and smiled contemptuously, raised his chin slightly, licked the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and said in a cold tone, "If you dare to touch Xia Shiyou at all, I'll fucking peel you off."

When he became conscious again, Song Yishen found himself locked in a closed compartment, similar to a storage room.The space was so small that Song Yishen couldn't even stretch his legs straight against the wall.There is only a small empty cabinet hanging above the back, which smells of mold and dust when it is opened.

The blindfold was gone, and his hands were not tied.The horrible wound on the wrist with bones visible was exposed to the air, bloody and bloody.

Song Yishen couldn't feel the pain, and the moment he opened his eyes, there was nothing but panic.

How long has time passed?

How is Shiyou?

Anxiety, worry and fear all attacked him in this closed and dead space. At this moment, he didn't know anything, he only knew that person's "second step"——

Superior to damage.

Or do something that he will never forgive himself in his life.

After realizing this, his whole body seemed to be immersed in a cold cave. Song Yishen felt his limbs feel cold every inch of his body, and finally even his breathing became difficult.What would happen, he didn't even dare to think about it, but his mind seemed to have the ability of autonomy, dragging him to those most painful moments.

There is no moment like the present.

Song Yishen collapsed on the ground with his head bowed, struggling to let out an extremely fragile sob in his throat, like an exhausted beast, the extreme pain made his back even stiff.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of walking outside the closed door.

Someone is watching him.

Song Yishen opened his eyes suddenly, staring at the ceiling indifferently, after a while, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.