“Hello, may I ask what problem you encountered when you called the police?”
The phone, on speakerphone, buzzed from the dusty table.
Yang Feng first glanced at the phone, then pulled a silk scarf from his pocket and wiped his hands.
Finally, he slowly picked up the phone and said calmly:
“I witnessed an… extremely brutal kidnapping!”
“At least three people will die.”
The other end of the line was clearly stunned for a moment, then asked suspiciously:
“Are you sure it’s a kidnapping?”
“Sir, do you know the consequences of filing a false report?”
Yang Feng twitched his lips, his voice devoid of emotion, and replied:
“I think I do.”
“The number of kidnapped individuals is seven: Wang Lei, missing for 87 days; Du Wanjun, missing for 67 days; Li Xiang, missing for 45 days; Bao Ning, missing for 21 days; Qiao Shan, missing for 12 days; Gu Qingling, missing for 9 days; and Ying Lei, missing for 1 day.”
“The location is the first room to the left on the third floor staircase of the abandoned Unfinished building on Jingmi Road Street.”
The other end of the line was silent for an even longer time, seemingly still processing or verifying the information, their voice somewhat cold:
“Who are you?”
Yang Feng frowned, as if annoyed by the police station’s slowness.
Who could know the exact missing times so clearly?
Of course, only the kidnapper!
“Officer, there are many strange things in this world; you need to broaden your imagination.”
“I am the one who kidnapped them. My name is Yang Feng.”
“Is your purpose in calling the police for money or…” Before the other side of the phone could finish speaking, Yang Feng extended his slender finger and hung up the call.
Then, he opened ‘Immoral Map’ and searched for ‘Yang’an Street Police Station’ to find his current location.
It was very close.
Less than five kilometers.
It would only take eleven minutes to arrive.
Yang Feng frowned, “Time is a bit tight.”
“Hiss, today is Friday, and it’s 6 PM.”
“Very good, it’s a specialty of the capital city, traffic jams.”
“Even if police cars use their sirens to clear the way for civilian vehicles, that can still delay them by about nine minutes, plus the police dispatch will take about three minutes.”
“Oh, and when they arrive at the destination, they will survey the terrain and try to persuade me to cooperate, which will take five minutes.”
“It will take a total of twenty-eight minutes to reach this room.”
“There’s still plenty of time.”
“Generosity.”
“I’m here~” The voice of the intelligent system came from the phone.
Yang Feng put his phone aside, took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and said:
“Help me set a countdown for twenty-seven minutes.”
“Okay, Master~” The intelligent system’s voice rang out from the phone again, “Generosity has started a twenty-seven-minute countdown for you!”
He was very cautious, setting the estimated time a minute earlier to allow for an error margin.
But he was also very confident, believing the error would be at most one minute.
Swish, swish, swish—
The countdown sound began.
A tense, oppressive atmosphere started to fill the air.
Yet, Yang Feng seemed to feel no tension or oppression as he slowly put on his half-rim silver-wire glasses and took out a steel pen and a thick notebook from his pocket.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Yang Feng flipped through the notebook.
The initial pages turned quickly.
As the pages flipped by, he could discern blurred handwriting.
It was probably details of the hostage kidnapping and staking out locations.
Finally, he turned to a brand new page.
A blank page.
Yang Feng picked up the steel pen and began to write on this blank page…
【August 12, 3026】
【My name is Yang Feng. I am 20 years, 7 months, 9 days, 18 hours, and 27 minutes old.】
【To be precise, the above is my age when I wrote this passage.】
【Getting to the point, I am 186 centimeters tall, weigh 182 jin, have a body fat percentage of 13%, and my height while lying down is…..】
Yang Feng paused here, opened his thumb and forefinger, and began to measure on the spot. After getting the data, he continued writing.
【My height while lying down is 19 centimeters plus 27 centimeters….】
【I am a psychology student at Shangjing University, but I am currently on leave. My advisor said I have mental problems and suggested I undergo professional treatment at home, but… my mind has no problems at all.】
【This is probably my identity information. As for kidnapping these seven gentlemen or ladies, it is because I need an audience….】
After writing the word ‘audience,’ Yang Feng frowned, crossed out ‘audience,’ and continued writing.
【No, they are witnesses!】
【When you read this, I will already be dead, but I will continue to watch you from anywhere!】
【My name is Yang Feng, the ‘Feng’ from maple leaf, not the ‘Feng’ from lunatic!】
After writing, Yang Feng raised his eyes, put down the pen, and looked at the seven unconscious people before him.
Strangely, none of the seven were bound.
Yang Feng stared at the cold-faced girl by the side and said, “Gu Qingling, if you’re awake, open your eyes.”
Gu Qingling heard this, opened her eyes, and her cold gaze fixed on the madman before her, asking:
“We have no connection whatsoever, why did you kidnap me?”
“What is your purpose?”
Yang Feng crossed his legs, a subtle smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, “To witness my rebirth.”
Gu Qingling frowned, completely unaware of the madman’s intentions.
She thought to herself, as a normal person, how could she understand a madman’s thoughts!
She gave up on communicating with Yang Feng and began to look around, discovering six other people beside her.
Her pupils constricted slightly.
This madman had actually kidnapped seven people.
She had always thought she was the only one kidnapped.
At this moment, she finally realized how crazy this madman was; he had kidnapped seven people and kept them in seven different places!
And this time, this madman had gathered all seven of them together… What was his purpose!?
She looked at Yang Feng with a bewildered expression, her heart filled with shock, and unknowingly, cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Instinctively, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat, only to realize she wasn’t bound.
Her gaze sharpened, and she began to observe her surroundings and Yang Feng, trying to determine what weapon Yang Feng had.
Just as Gu Qingling was contemplating, the other six people all woke up one after another.
Suddenly, the room was filled with fear, confusion, and shock.
Immediately, the room became noisy.
There were fearful cries.
There were angry curses.
And Yang Feng just watched them silently, a subtle smile playing on his lips.
Two people successfully caught his attention.
They were Gu Qingling and Ying Lei; after they woke up, they calmed down and began to observe their surroundings.
“These are qualified witnesses.”
Just then, the kidnapped individuals, due to fear, had not immediately noticed that they were not bound.
But now, they discovered it!
A burly man named Qiao Shan stood up with a gloomy face, shook his wrists, and adopted a fighting stance.
He sneered, “You’ve been smart for so long, but you finally slipped up this time, you actually forgot to tie us up!”
“You’re going to suffer now!”
Yang Feng smiled slightly and pulled out a handgun from the open drawer of the dilapidated table.
The cold barrel pointed at Qiao Shan.
“Is it possible that I deliberately didn’t tie you up?”
