Dressed as cannon fodder, I mistakenly took the heartthrob script

The locomotive galloped on the asphalt road, and made a very neat drift turn.

After a harsh rubbing sound, an obvious black wheel mark was drawn on the road.

The locomotive stopped firmly in front of a warehouse.

This warehouse is extremely old, the two-meter-high rolling door is closed, and there are layers of spider webs hanging on the corners.

There was no one around, and an old tree with withered vines shivered in the cold wind in front of the door.

The bitter winter wind blew over, and the few dead leaves on the treetops lost their support and were crumbling.

The young man in the helmet put his long legs on the ground, tilted his head slightly backwards, and patted his waist lightly with his leather-gloved hands.

On both sides of his motorcycle jacket, there was a pair of hands also wearing leather gloves, and those hands quickly let go without waiting for his reminder.

Qin Ning retreated, turned over and got off the car, stood beside the motorcycle, took off the helmet and leather gloves, and returned them to the other side.

He said, "Give me back the things."

This person took away Qin Yan's private seal.

The young man didn't answer, and laughed softly, but because he was wearing a helmet, his laughter seemed unreal.

He turned off the engine of the locomotive, raised his hand and pressed the remote control, and with a click, the rolling shutter door opened automatically.

The facilities in the warehouse slowly come into view.

It is a very ordinary locomotive repair room with complete tools and a strong smell of engine oil.

The young man pushed the heavy locomotive into the repair room and parked it on the left.

There is more than one heavy locomotive over there, of different styles and colors, there are four or five of them.

Obviously, this is a motorcycle enthusiast.

Qin Ning stood there without moving. This place was unfamiliar and it was cold winter. It might be safer to stay where he was.

He must have paid attention to the young man's motorcycle jacket and guessed where the other party kept his private seal.

When the young man turned his head, he saw Qin Ning outside looking in.

"Instead of looking outside, it's better to come in."

Qin Ning said: "Sir, please return the private seal to me, it is my father's relic."

"Of course I will return the things to you. It's useless for me to take them, but I saved you. Shouldn't you thank me?"

When he said this, his tone was half a smile.

Qin Ning couldn't see his expression, and couldn't figure out what this man wanted to do.

The other party was wearing a helmet all the time, even though he wasn't riding a bike, he still didn't take it off, which made Qin Ning suspect one thing.

It is not convenient for him to show up.

Or rather, I knew him myself.

Qin Ning is searching in his mind to see who fits his characteristics.

The young man shook his hand at Qin Ning, and looked carefully, the thing he was holding was Qin Yan's private seal.

Qin Ning knew it was a trap, so she still stepped into the room.

The moment he stepped into the repair room, the rolling door behind him was slowly lowered until it hit the ground.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Qin Ning asked.

The young man still didn't answer, and casually turned the private seal.

He didn't wear leather gloves, his fingers were very slender, and the wooden brown seal was twirling flexibly between his fingers, as if to turn out a flower.

Qin Ning quietly waited for the other party's answer.

The sharp gaze behind the goggles fell on him inch by inch, as if trying to see through him.

"Ah."

The other party laughed again.

This kind of laughter for no reason is inexplicably hairy.

The young man stood up, grabbed the private seal with another hand, put it away, and put on the leather gloves slowly.

In the empty repair room, his voice sounded unhurriedly.

"When you came in, did you think what I would do to you?"

"have not thought."

Qin Ning replied calmly.

"But at least it's not life-threatening."

If the opponent had planned on him from the beginning and wanted to hurt him, the young man would not save him when the scavengers threatened him with a knife.

The young man didn't smile this time, and slowly approached Qin Ning, holding the baseball bat in his hand.

The baseball bat has many scuff marks and is old and looks like it has seen some age.

He stood three steps away from Qin Ning, with a straight posture.

Immediately afterwards, the end of the cold and hard baseball bat rested on Qin Ning's sharpened jaw and was gently lifted.

Qin Ning was forced to look up, and the black eyes reflected in the goggles were slightly cold.

He reached out to block the baseball bat and turned his head to avoid it.

The young man's laughter was very close, and there was an inexplicable evil in his mouth.

"Look at your face again, it's really the type he would like."

See it again?

Who is this "he"?

Qin Ning frowned.

port town.

A wharf, some wreck.

Haicheng belongs to the subtropical zone, and the temperature is high. Compared with Bincheng, every winter and summer, the local people wear summer clothes. The two of them, Ji Yingxian, are wearing suits and leather shoes.

Ji Yingxian took off his suit jacket, put it on his elbows, and pulled the neckline a few times to feel better.

Assistant Liu was also sweating profusely. He tore off the wet tissue paper to wipe the thin sweat on his forehead, and handed a piece to Ji Yingxian.

The thin Wang Hancheng picked up the cigarette stick, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the smoke ring.

"Bancheng Petrochemical Plant."

He raised his head and looked at the blue sky by the sea, with a dazed expression, as if caught in some memory.

……

The Bincheng Petrochemical Plant was established in the 90s, and it was a leading state/owned large enterprise. It drove the overall economy of Bincheng, and many people squeezed their heads into it.

Wang Hancheng also heard about it. At that time, he had just come out of the poorest port town in Haicheng to work, doing the lowest jobs, picking up trash.

He has no education and little strength. He broke his leg after moving bricks on the construction site for a few days.

During the economic depression, the petrochemical plant closed down, and his scope of activities was in the suburbs of Bincheng, and the petrochemical plant was located in the places where he often traveled.

Occasionally, decent things can be found in abandoned petrochemical plants, such as copper wire and iron bars, and they can be sold for a fortune.

After spending many years in this way, one day after he was busy, he turned on the lights at night to dig up the brick ruins as usual, but found a child in the dark, dilapidated dormitory.

When the flashlight shone through, the child remained motionless, judging by his stature, he was a teenager.

He was so startled that he almost thought it was a corpse, his legs were so frightened that his legs went limp.

The petrochemical factory was built on the hillside, and after being abandoned, there are few people. There is a gap between the buildings. The first floor of the dormitory building is underground, and half of the windows are exposed to the outside for ventilation.

The dormitory is underground, and the windows are tightly nailed with wooden boards, with palm-sized holes left, which may be used for ventilation or food delivery.

The child was chained to the window rail, disheveled and stinking.

There was no reaction to Wang Hancheng's arrival.

"Eh?"

He poked the boy with the iron bar he picked up, but the boy remained indifferent, as if he was dead.

When Wang Hancheng approached, he stepped on some viscous liquid under his feet, and the stench of iron rust filled his nostrils. His back stiffened, and his face turned pale in the dark.

His hand holding the flashlight was shaking like a sieve, and he didn't even dare to look down at his feet. His saliva was crazily secreted due to nervousness, and his heart rate rose sharply, beating fast at that moment.

Sudden.

A clatter.

The iron chain was pulled along with something, making a movement.

In the dark dormitory, a pair of gloomy eyes suddenly opened, and the crazy boy rushed towards him, and the iron chain collided with the window rail, making a clang.

Wang Hancheng shrank back in fright, but his feet slipped accidentally, and he sat down on the ground, hitting his head on the broken wooden door, and staring at him from the fall.

The flashlight rolled on the ground, the light spun around, and finally fixed in a certain place.

After a long while, Wang Hancheng could barely wake up. With his palm on the ground, he felt a piece of viscous liquid and raised it to have a look.

Hands were bleeding red.

And the light of the flashlight was aimed at that boy.

His clothes were ragged, his body was covered in blood, and his eyes of different colors were even redder, as if they had been soaked in blood.

Wang Hancheng screamed, rolled and crawled out of the dormitory building.

There was still the sound of iron chains clanging behind him, so he dared not turn his head, as if there was a ghost behind him demanding his life, he ran out of the petrochemical plant in terror.

This scene became a psychological shadow for half his life.

A high-end teahouse.

Father He carefully poured a cup of tea, and slowly placed it on the opposite coffee table.

"Master Ji, please."

Mr. Ji moved his hand from the armrest of the crutch, held the teacup lightly, and said, "Jia Jun, you're welcome."

Father He said: "What are you talking about, you are an elder."

Mr. Ji squinted his eyes and smiled, picked up the tea cup and drank some, and said, "You invited me out today, it's not just as simple as drinking tea."

Father He lowered his brows and smiled, "Old Ji, it is indeed as you think. I invite you out for tea today. Apart from talking about the cooperation between our two companies, I also want to ask you some personal matters."

Mr. Ji put down the purple sand teacup lightly, folded his hands on the armrest of the cane, and slowly raised his hand to signal him to continue.

Father He was about to speak when he heard the cell phone of the bodyguard next to him ring.

He has a meal.

The bodyguard said in a low voice, "Old man, it's Brother Wang's call."

Wang Hai has been following Qin Ning for a while, and when he called suddenly, it was probably because something happened to Qin Ning and he couldn't handle it.

Elder Ji pondered for a moment, and smiled apologetically at Father He.

Father He said politely, "You answer first."

Mr. Ji reached out to take the phone from the bodyguard. After connecting it, he didn't know what the other party said, and Mr. Ji's face changed slightly.

After hanging up the call, old man Ji turned to look at Father He with a little apology.

"Jia Jun, I have something to do temporarily. The child in the family suddenly disappeared. What's your business? We'll talk about it another day."

Mr. Ji got up and was about to leave.

Father He said: "If there is anything you can use me for, just ask. If you need to find someone, I can also help."

Mr. Ji hesitated for a moment, and said, "In this case, you can go with me."

Father He nodded, and the two went downstairs from the teahouse.

the other side.

Wang Hai hung up the phone and glanced at the policemen and medical staff across the way.

The scavenger was beaten with several broken ribs, and he almost fainted from the pain. When he was carried on the stretcher, Wang Hai happened to see his face clearly, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

As for who the other party is, I don't remember for the time being.

The scavengers were injured, Qin Ning disappeared, and things went very strangely.

It's strange just to say that the scavengers appeared, but he can't make a statement right now, so he has to put it on hold for now.

Wang Hai observed at the scene and upstairs, and there was no sign of a fight, and Qin Ning's bag also disappeared, all kinds of signs showed.

Qin Ning most likely left voluntarily.

He figured this out, but couldn't figure out the other.

Qin Ning left voluntarily, why didn't he answer the call, was he coerced, or it was inconvenient to answer?

When Wang Hai secretly speculated about Qin Ning's whereabouts, Qin Ning, who was far away in a repair warehouse, was looking coldly at the young man opposite him.

"Who is he?"

Qin Ning asked.

The sixth sense told him that this "he" would reveal the identity of the person in front of him.

The young man put the baseball bat on Qin Ning's shoulder and slid it lightly, as if measuring the circumference of his body.

In the end, the baseball bat landed on Qin Ning's heart.

"Who is he, you don't have to know."

The youth responded.

Qin Ning held down the baseball bat and said, "Then why did you bring me here?"

The young man laughed again.

"What do you think it will be for?"

"You want that 'he' to meet me."

"Half right."

Qin Ning asked, "Why half?"

Qin Ning felt that snake-like sharp gaze, falling on him again.

"Because he not only sees you, but also..."

The young man's words with hidden meaning sounded in a low voice, with a hint of a wicked smile.

"Sleep you."

Qin Ning: "..."

Qin Ning was flustered in the wind for a few seconds, and reminded with black lines all over his face: "I am a man."

The young man has that kind of unconcerned and casual tone.

"It doesn't matter, he/fuck/you."

Qin Ning: "..."

The young man seemed to have discovered something interesting. He grabbed a baseball bat to approach Qin Ning carefully, and looked carefully at Qin Ning through the helmet goggles.

"You look so cute."

His leather-gloved hand wanted to pinch Qin Ning's cheek, but Qin Ning avoided it.

Qin Ning's tone was displeased, "If you do it again, I won't be polite."

"Why are you so rude, kitty?"

Before the words fell, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes.

The young man leaned back to dodge, retracted the baseball bat lightly, and retreated with ease.

He looked at the fruit knife in Qin Ning's hand. The fruit knife belonged to a scavenger. He didn't know when Qin Ning put it in his pocket.

His eyes narrowed slightly behind the goggles.

"Tempered."

Smiling and commenting on the four words, he didn't say anything, took out something from his arms, and threw it at Qin Ning.

Qin Ning caught it and looked down.

It is a private seal.

He couldn't understand the man's mind.

The young man threw the baseball bat everywhere, sat down on the sofa next to him, and patted the seat beside him lightly.

"come over."

Qin Ning didn't move, and said, "Open the door."

The young man kicked the key to Qin Ning, "If you can open it, feel free."

Qin Ning picked it up dubiously, followed the prompt above, and pressed the button to open the door, but the shutter door did not move at all.

He pressed it a few more times, but there was still no response.

"what happened?"

The young man said with a smile: "Press twice to automatically lock. If you press so many times, it must be able to lock for a whole day."

Qin Ning: "..."

Other than the top relative of the original owner, it was the first time he had the urge to beat someone.

"Little cat, how is it?"

Qin Ning looked at him silently and said, "I'll find someone to open the door."

The young man didn't speak, he got up and went upstairs from the circular iron stairs next to him, and entered the temporary room where the prefabricated house was placed.

Qin Ning groped around but found nothing.

The phone is gone.

And upstairs.

The young man wearing a helmet took out his mobile phone from his bag, glanced at it casually, turned it off, and threw it into a certain cabinet drawer.

The action is complete.

Not long after, there were soft footsteps on the stairs.

He turned around slowly and saw Qin Ning who was full of fear.

Qin Ning asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

The young man folded his arms and looked at him, but didn't answer.

Qin Ning looked at him, pursed his lips, and then shouted three words.

"Shen Jianxi."

port town.

The pier, the prow of a wreck.

Wang Hancheng held the cigarette rod in his hand, knocked on the wooden board of the bow a few times, shook off the ash, and took another deep breath.

Assistant Liu was taking a notebook to record his words for Mr. Ji to watch.

He wrote it down and asked, "What happened to that boy in the end?"

Wang Hancheng didn't answer, but looked at Ji Yingxian next to Assistant Liu, his cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, as if it would be easier to focus and see that handsome young man clearly.

Assistant Liu sensed his gaze and said, "This is my boss, and his client is here to find you."

"he?"

"Yes, you can tell him everything you remember about that year, and he would also like to find some clues from you."

Wang Hancheng's eye disease has become more and more serious in the past few years, sometimes it is good and sometimes it is bad, and it is more serious when the weather is hot.

Looking at the tall figure, he could barely see the face, only the outline of the face.

Ji Yingxian said "hmm" and said, "You left that underground dormitory, what happened next?"

"later?"

"Yes, have you ever met a person, that person is about 1.8 meters tall, about 25 or [-] years old, with a very gentle voice, without a Bincheng accent."

Wang Hancheng thought for a while, and said: "I bumped into that child, and I was so frightened that I lost my mind. How can I pay attention to whether there are other people?"

Ji Yingxian's face changed slightly, and the corners of his lips were straightened.

"Please think about it again, that person is very important to me, he is..."

His voice was hoarse, maybe it was the hot weather or too tired, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

"He is my savior, I want to find him, I want to..."

What do you think, he didn't continue talking.

Wang Hancheng took a few puffs of cigarettes and coughed again. After he finished coughing, he shook off the ash and said, "After I ran out, I was frightened for half a night. The next morning, I felt something was wrong again, so I hurried to call the police. Return to the petrochemical plant."

In winter it dawns late.

When he returned to the dormitory building, it was still dark, and there was no sound around him, except for the crackling of ice cubes under his feet.

This time, he didn't dare to go in early. He didn't heave a sigh of relief until the siren of the police car came from down the mountain, and then followed several policemen to the dormitory building.

They were in a certain room on the basement floor. Before reaching that room, they smelled a strong smell of blood. Following the smell, they found the boy.

The other party was already in a coma, lying in a pool of blood covered with scars, and next to him, there were also two or three adults lying there, with heavy bite marks on their body, and obvious human fibrous tissue in the boy's mouth.

Obviously, those three people passed out from the pain of being bitten alive by him.

As for why he was locked here, and why he bit three people, these mysteries need to be interrogated after the four people wake up after being rescued.

When the police came, they notified the ambulance in advance, and the four were taken away by the ambulance for treatment.

After a long time, Wang Hancheng learned from the news that the person who was locked in the underground dormitory where the sun was out of sight was the young master of the Ji family, the richest man in Bincheng.

The business was not going well, some people hated the Ji family, secretly bribed criminals, and kidnapped the only heir of the Ji family.

On the surface, he demanded a high ransom, and dealt with the police many times. In fact, he didn't want the child to leave alive. He was locked up in an abandoned factory far away from human habitation, and was abused for half a month.

After listening to the cause and effect, Wang Hancheng thought of the skinny boy and had to sigh.

In this world, the scariest thing is not ghosts, but the human heart.

……

"You really haven't seen anyone else?"

Wang Hancheng listened to the young man's question.

The young man was tall and tall, facing the scorching sun, wiped off his sweat, and asked unwillingly, "Don't you have any impression?"

Wang Hancheng paused, then shook his head.

Seeing this, Ji Yingxian fell silent.

In his memory, there should be five people in that dormitory, but only four were saved in the end.

The fifth person disappeared mysteriously.

And this missing person was someone he had been looking for for many years and wanted to find.

Wang Hancheng's eyesight is poor, so he can't see Ji Yingxian's expression, so he can only feel his emotions from the other person's tone.

The person in front of him was very disappointed by his reaction.

At this time, Assistant Liu's cell phone rang suddenly.

He looked up at the two of them and walked away silently.

Ji Yingxian continued to inquire deeply, trying to find clues in this person's memory.

After a while, Assistant Liu came back and approached Ji Yingxian to say something.

Ji Yingxian frowned, his eyes were rarely nervous.

"Where did you miss it?"

Suddenly hearing Qin Ning read those three words, the young man laughed softly.

Qin Ning didn't continue talking, just looked at him.

The young man smiled for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and took off the helmet, revealing a refreshing and handsome face.

From Qin Ning's acquaintance with Shen Jianxi, he has always been grinning, very cheerful, with youthful vigor in his brows and eyes.

This face seemed more gloomy and evil.

At least, it was very different from the usual Shen Jianxi.

Qin Ning denied it again.

"You're not Shen Jianxi."

The young man held the helmet between his elbows, raised his hands, bit off the leather gloves one by one, and played with them in his hands.

He curled his lips into a smile, "You're very smart."

Few people can tell them apart at first sight.

Qin Ning didn't think it was a compliment at all.

He asked: "Why do you look the same as Shen Jianxi, you are brothers?"

The young man took a few steps closer, bent slightly, and looked at Qin Ning with a faint smile.

"You're so smart, why don't you guess what relationship I have with him."

"I'm not interested in guessing."

Qin Ning's eyes were always calm.

He definitely looked back at the young man without dodging.

Those deep black eyes, like two clean obsidian, are extremely beautiful.

The young man thought it was funny, and just as he stretched out his hand to pinch Qin Ning's face, Qin Ning quickly stepped back and showed the sharp fruit knife.

He moved so fast that he almost cut the young man's hand.

"I advise you not to do it lightly."

Qin Ning threatened.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then put down his hand, his brows and eyes were closed, as if he was a little displeased.

"No one dares to threaten me."

Qin Ning said flatly, "Really, I don't mind being No.1."

Hearing this, the young man laughed, with distress appearing between his brows and eyes.

"You are too hot-tempered, how should I punish you?"

It seemed that he was seriously thinking about it.

Qin Ning held up the fruit knife and pointed the sharp blade at the young man, which was very shocking.

"Don't act rashly, you'd better answer my question first—"

Suddenly, the young man grabbed Qin Ning's wrist holding the knife, twisted his backhand, and kept behind Qin Ning, then pushed him violently.

Qin Ning's eyes turned dizzy for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he was already lying on his stomach facing the mattress, and his hands were constrained.

The young man pressed Qin Ning's legs with his knees, clasped his hands with one hand, and held the fruit knife he had snatched with the other hand. Suddenly, he stabbed the fruit knife into the bedding, and it almost landed on the side of his face. neat.

He leaned slightly, close to Qin Ning's ear, his slightly hoarse voice was like a lover whispering.

"Little cat, what did you just say?"

Qin Ning: "..."