bdsm-fiction Chapter 270 He dropped a pen
Chapter 270 He dropped a pen
When Zhao Xu woke up, his hands and feet were still tied to the bed, but now he was the only one in the bed.
"Chen Jiang! Chen Jiang?"
"Where's my brother? Hey! Where is Chen Jiang?"
There was no one in the room. He turned his head to look at the blue sky outside the window and felt a panic in his heart.
Zhao Xu struggled, but the rope seemed to be tighter than yesterday.
When Shen Yao pushed open the door from the outside, what he heard was Zhao Xu's roar.
He raised his hand to press his ears, then leaned against the door and watched with some disgust.
"What are you yelling about? Stop it."
The cup in his hand contained the water he had just fetched downstairs. He tilted his head back and took a sip before slowly looking towards Zhao Xu.
Shen Yao woke up early in the morning. After all, he had to stay alert all the time when sleeping in this room, which made him sleep uneasy.
After being rebuked by Shen Yao, Zhao Xu didn't dare to speak.
But before he fainted yesterday, he was with Chen Jiang. Now he didn't see Chen Jiang, so naturally he wanted to ask about Chen Jiang's whereabouts.
Although the two of them are not considered good people outside, he and Chen Jiang are real brothers.
Of course Shen Yao would not hide it from him. After all, there was no need to hide such things.
"Chen Jiang is dead. He was killed by the men in black last night."
After Shen Yao finished speaking, Zhao Xu was obviously stunned.
He turned his head to look at Shen Yao, as if he couldn't believe what he said: "What did you say?"
"Chen Jiang is dead. His neck was chopped off. He was right next to you. If I had come a step later, you would have died too."
He looked coldly at the person lying on the bed. Zhao Xu's expression was not good, and his whole face seemed to have become particularly pale at this moment.
He moved his arms, but his wrists were tied tightly to the railing at the head of the bed, and he had no way of removing his arms.
After a while, Zhao Xu slowly came back to his senses.
"What do you mean by men in black?"
"You know what I'm talking about."
As Shen Yao spoke, he gradually recalled the man in black he saw last night.
He was wearing a mask on his face. Only his eyes were exposed on the black mask, while the rest of his body was covered tightly.
Except for the mouth and nose, there are even some runes painted on other places with red paint.
However, Shen Yao was not quite sure what those runes meant. Or perhaps those runes were just drawn randomly.
He lowered his head and looked at Zhao Xu.
"That person, why did he want to kill you? You should have some guesses in your mind, right?"
He didn't believe that Zhao Xu was a completely stupid person. After all, such a person had stayed in the eldest lady's house for such a long time.
No matter how uneducated you are, you will always be influenced and learn some sensible things.
But Zhao Xu's mind was obviously confused now. He couldn't understand why the man in black appeared in the sanatorium.
If this is the case, doesn't it mean that they have been living under surveillance since they entered the nursing home?
This was truly terrifying for Zhao Xu.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Shen Yao lost his patience.
"If you remember anything, you can tell me now."
"I can release you, but only if you don't hurt Zhou Susheng."
"Of course, you can also refuse me, but you'd better think it over before answering me."
Without waiting for Zhao Xu to answer, he turned and walked out of the ward.
But before he had taken a few steps, he was stopped by Zhao Xu's voice.
"Dr. Zhou!"
"Doctor Zhou, let me go!"
"I promise not to cause trouble for Zhou Susheng!"
Rather than looking for trouble with Zhou Susheng now, Zhao Xu wanted to know who the man in black was in this sanatorium.
Why did they target these two brothers? They clearly hadn't done anything that might threaten the black market.
Shen Yao curled his lips into a smile, turned around and walked back.
Zhao Xu looked at him with a serious expression.
"Doctor Zhou, please let me go. I just want to know who that man in black is and why he attacked my two brothers."
Shen Yao didn't rush to untie the rope, but sat down at the end of the bed first.
He was still holding a cup in his hand and spoke slowly.
"Can you think of anything else about the black market? For example, something that you and Chen Jiang might have overlooked at the time."
"But this thing is very important to the man in black. It might reveal his identity?"
If it weren't for this, there would be no need for the man in black to do it himself.
Zhao Xu was reminded by his words and now began to recall.
It was already late when he and Chen Jiang found the black market that day.
There were not many people left in the alley at that time. By the time they asked the last question, the person who had agreed to help them was actually ready to leave.
But when they mentioned the sanatorium, the man in black stopped.
He seemed to laugh at that time, and the sound did not sound like that of a normal person.
Chen Jiang even complained in his ear at the time, saying that the voice sounded like someone who had never spoken to many people.
But Zhao Xu didn't care. After all, those who could do business in the black market either had some background or some talent.
It is not ruled out that the man in black has some special skills to hide his voice.
If you think about it carefully, it seems that nothing special happened that day, right?
wrong......
"No, something seemed to have happened that day."
Zhao Xu suddenly remembered something.
Shen Yao became interested and raised his eyes to look at Zhao Xu: "Tell me about it."
"He dropped a pen, a fountain pen."
He remembered that at that time, after the man in black agreed to them and raised his hand to knock them out, something fell from his body.
When Zhao Xu fell down, what he saw in a daze was a black pen.
His consciousness was a little fuzzy at the time, so he was not sure whether he had seen it wrong.
When the man in black bent down to pick up the pen, he even glanced at him before standing up.
His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.
Now that I think about it, he really wasn't mistaken. It was just a pen.
"Can you describe what the pen looks like?"
At that time, not many people used fountain pens. Basically, only people with rich families would use them.
Since that person can use a fountain pen, it is obvious that his family background is relatively good.
Zhao Xu nodded: "The appearance of that pen is actually no different from that of an ordinary black pen, but I remember it very clearly. There was a golden line on the part above the pen cap."
It was already very late that night, and the scene in the alley could only be barely seen with the help of the light from the corridor outside.
But that golden line is slightly brighter than other places because of the light from outside.
Therefore, Zhao Xu was deeply impressed.