[Charles IX fanfic] Butterfly Kiss

half an hour ago.

Outside an abandoned factory somewhere on the outskirts of the city.

It can be seen from a distance that the outline of an SUV model is outlined by the incandescent lights hanging above the factory gate; and when the police car approaches, it is clearly seen that it is a Bentley, and there is a straight figure leaning on the car .

The police car stopped, and the officer opened the door and got out, approaching the man.

"We received a report 10 minutes ago that there was a kidnapping here..."

"I called the police." The man said, turning his head.It was an extremely beautiful mixed-race face, with deep and three-dimensional facial features, chestnut hair meticulously combed back, wearing a well-pressed black formal dress, but standing in this wilderness, it felt full of disobedience.

The person stood in a standard posture like a green bamboo, with a smooth waistline, easily exuding a professionally trained appearance: "I am Tang Xiaoyi, and the person who was kidnapped was my fiancée Lin Enran. She was at six fifty Called me to come here to pick her up. I arrived here at [-]:[-]. When I opened the door, I found that she was not inside. Combined with her previous experience of being kidnapped, I boldly assume that she is now being kidnapped. People violently took it away. So I called the police."

The policemen looked at each other in blank dismay, and all turned their attention to the older police officer He Yong in the team - He Yong was also involved in the case of Miss Enran's disappearance from the Lin family more than ten years ago, so he may have more say.

It is precisely because of this that the police force specially dispatched He Yong to participate in the case.

He Yong, who was expected by everyone, coughed and was thinking about how to speak, the expressionless reporter looked over.

Uh, why did the informant look so angry...

"When you arrived at the scene, did you find anything at the scene?"

He Yong took out the notebook and asked.

Tang Xiaoyi tilted his head, motioning the police officers to look to the side.

Under the broken street lamp, there was a burly man leaning over.

"My fiancée's bodyguard, Adu, is born Du Changkang." Tang Xiaoyi said, "He was already like this when I came. I tried to wake him up, but to no avail. I suspect that the brainstem was fatally damaged."

The accompanying medical team immediately stepped forward to check, and the ambulance in the urban area was ordered to leave immediately.

He Yong glanced at Adu sympathetically.This unconscious appearance is probably... Sigh.

He continued to ask: "Then do you have any other discoveries?"

Tang Xiaoyi glanced at his watch, copied his hands into his trouser pockets, and looked like he was doing nothing.

"Two more minutes," he said.

He Yongzheng was about to ask "What 2 minutes?" Tang Xiaoyi changed the topic: "I called the police not to ask you to arrest people, but to ask you to clean up the mess."

The policemen suddenly had alarm bells ringing in their minds: Could it be that the one in front of them is not the informant but the perpetrator, and Adu who fell on the ground is the real...? !

Tang Xiaoyi waved his hand: "Don't think too much, I have a measure."

Cops: It's because of what you said that we feel inappropriate...! !

He Yonggang was about to continue asking questions, but the roar of propellers from far and near interrupted his thoughts.

The airflow is wrapped up and rising, and the propeller stirs it to form a vortex. A black helicopter descends from the sky as if appearing out of thin air, and lands and hovers on the lawn not far away.

Tang Xiaoyi walked towards the helicopter and dropped a sentence, drowned in the roar of the helicopter, but the police could hear clearly: "The top floor of Building 13, Jinhua Industrial Park, Xicheng District, I suggest you go there quickly, otherwise there will be no endgame." I've cleaned it up for you, and someone from the provincial department will come naturally."

He Yong watched the tall mixed-race man get on the helicopter and fly away from the ground. He seemed to suddenly remember something, almost ran and jumped back to the police car, shouting "Everyone get in the car! Drive quickly!".

The police didn't know why, but they got into the car one after another.The little policeman who was in the car with He Yong asked him curiously: "Officer He, what's wrong?"

He Yong bit his fingernails anxiously and nervously: "I just remembered - that man said his name is Tang Xiaoyi, and their Tang family is a foreign family, and they started their business by reselling arms in the United States - he said let us clean up the mess ,it means--"

He is going to use a thermal weapon.

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After the iron rod was burned by the flames for a long time, there was only the sound of the tongue of fire licking the metal, "crack", "crack", this pot of fire seemed to be burning in Lin Enran's heart.

She understood that she must not show timidity at this time - the man was observing her expression with great interest, what this shivering S wanted was her terrified appearance, she would not let him succeed!

The two sides were in a stalemate for a few minutes, but the man didn't see what he wanted to see, so he let out an "ah" in disappointment and walked towards the brazier.He bent down and grabbed the end of the iron rod that was not in the fire, and pulled it out of the brazier.

Lin Enran watched his movements nervously.On the red-hot end of the iron rod, a few letters were drawn on the metal, probably the name of this person.He said that he wanted to mark her with his mark, which means to leave his name on her.

The man turned around holding the soldering iron, Lin Enran straightened his expression immediately, and stared at him with the pride and ambition of a strong man breaking his wrist.

He shook the soldering iron, with the usual devilish playful smile on his face: "It will hurt, huh? Your lovely and beautiful skin will be branded with my name, and you will belong to me forever, even if you die, Or if I die, you still belong to me. Because my name has been integrated with your blood and flesh, and death cannot separate it."

Lin Enran's neck twitched, and his attitude was very strong: "If you want to kill or kill, you can do what you want, and stop talking nonsense."

Isn't it just a pain?

Think about the revolutionary predecessors, who were tortured by the enemy's chili water, tiger stool and electric chair, never loosened their teeth and uttered half a word, and even full of vigor and vigor to abuse the enemy.She, Lin Enran, lives in a happy new era, and she should also experience the inhuman torture experienced by the revolutionary predecessors!

Not just a soldering iron, not a scourge, she, Lin Enran, was never afraid of it!

... These psychological constructions are of course used to deceive oneself and others.

Who is not afraid of pain, Lin Enranchao is afraid of pain, and I believe the original owner is also afraid, so a piece of red-hot metal sticking to the flesh, just thinking about it feels painful.

But now she has no escape, and she is imprisoned on this chair, which is just a piece of fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, and she is not at the mercy of others.

To be destroyed like this, to die like this...

Maybe not bad?

If the role of Lin Enran is erased in this way, will the plot return to the right track?They'll forget her, they'll meet the one they're meant to be, and they'll have a good, fulfilling life.

In fact, the world doesn't really need her that much.

She was just a villainous female supporting role, the one who appeared first and was the first to be cannon fodder among countless female supporting roles. Without Lin Enran, there would still be Li Enran and Chen Enran.They are all supporting roles, supporting roles of non-essential products produced on the assembly line.

and so……

It doesn't matter if it is destroyed or destroyed.

Everyone is fine, Li Enran and Chen Enran are fine, as long as it is not Lin Enran.

It's not her... just fine.

Seeing the man walking towards her holding a soldering iron, Lin Enran closed his eyes.

The trembling eyelashes betrayed the fear in her heart.

With a chuckle in his ear, the man said in a low voice, "You are obviously very scared, and you are obviously not that brave, why don't you..."

The unfinished second half of the sentence was completely interrupted by the sound of the door being knocked open.

The huge impact sounded soul-stirring, followed by clear and loud gunshots—poof, the bullet pierced through the body, and the man only had time to let out a muffled groan before his body crashed to the ground.

The iron rod was also thrown on the ground, and there was a crisp "clang".

The only sound left in the room was the sound of the flames burning.

After a few seconds of silence, the sound of calm and powerful footsteps sounded, extending from the door all the way to Lin Enran.

She dared not open her eyes.

The eyelashes trembled, like a dark butterfly on a delicate flower.

A cold finger touched her eyelashes, and her familiar deep voice said to her:

"Do not be afraid."

He said three more words:

"I am coming."