This superpower is unreliable.

After receiving the location, Huang Chiyao gave another order, asking Zhang Lun to go there with her.

Of course, she was not so presumptuous as to go out and rescue people alone with just one bodyguard. Before she set out, she had already sent her location to the criminal policeman from yesterday.

She just wanted to confirm with her own eyes that Rottoman was safe.

But what was strange was that she and Rottoman were clearly kidnapped and taken to the suburbs of Huajing's neighboring city, but according to the location, Rottoman seemed to have been abducted back to Huajing, but only in the suburbs.

Huang Chiyao drove the car quickly to the destination, and Zhang Lun, who was in the passenger seat, closed his eyes and rested under her strong request. Although she brought Zhang Lun with her for more peace of mind, she also knew that this man had not slept all night, and it would be a bit of a squeeze to ask him to be on call at any time, so at least he had to recover some energy during the half-hour drive.

However, Huang Chiyao, who always abides by the rules, violated the speeding and ran a red light today, so he arrived at the destination in less than half an hour. When he arrived, even the police had not arrived yet.

The place in front of me was just as shown on the map, a restaurant under a residential building. The surrounding environment was dark and the restaurant was not open. It was quiet everywhere, probably because it was afternoon and there were not many people coming and going.

Huang Chiyao began to doubt it. Was the location shared by that person fake? How could someone be imprisoned in such a place without anyone noticing?

Just as she was about to wake Zhang Lun up and ask him to ask again, Huang Chiyao couldn't help but recall the environment that Rotman was in at the time. She still remembered that behind Rotman were some stainless steel furniture, and the floor was liver red, wet and dark. Isn't this environment very similar to the traditional restaurant kitchen?

Thinking of this, looking at the tightly closed front door, she quickly returned to the car and pushed Zhang Lun awake, "Zhang Lun! Wake up quickly and come with me."

Zhang Lun opened his eyes the moment Huang Chi opened her mouth, then got out of the car and followed her.

She frowned slightly. Although it was a bit inappropriate to think about other things at this time, when she saw Zhang Lun's obedient performance, she couldn't help but respect and fear the superpower of "Xinxin Dipping Sauce".

This has gone from manipulating people's hearts to directly manipulating people.

The two men walked around from the main entrance of the restaurant to the alley behind the restaurant, and near the back door of the restaurant, they found an oddly shaped exhaust fan that was not working.

"Zhang Lun, ask me to go up."

Zhang Lun half-knelt down without saying a word, and put his head directly between Huang Chiyao's legs. After locking her calves, he stood up and pushed her up.

Huang Chiyao was almost frightened to the point of screaming. Fortunately, he managed to stabilize his center of gravity in time so that he would not be thrown down by surprise.

It seems that having too strong execution ability still has its disadvantages.

While calming down, she stretched her head to look inside through the gap of the exhaust fan, but found that it was pitch black inside and she could not see anything.

Logically speaking, the kitchen should be behind the exhaust fan, but it seems like there is a pipe connected to the back of the exhaust fan.

Huang Chiyao thought about it, grabbed a handful of fine sand on the door, and threw it into the exhaust fan.

All he could hear was the sound of the sand hitting and falling in the pipe. Although it was not obvious, the length of time it lasted was enough to make Huang Chiyao suspect that there was a basement in the restaurant.

At this moment, she heard the sound of several cars coming from the front, thinking that it must be the police. She quickly patted Zhang Lun's head and whispered, "Zhang Lun, put me down slowly."

Thanks to this adverb, Huang Chiyao was not thrown down like he was just pushed up. He wanted to go out and meet the police, but when he saw Zhang Lun's face when he landed, he immediately stopped.

No. If she went out now, she would definitely be questioned about the origin of this position, so, reviewing the past and knowing...

If Wen Guzhi is really related to this matter, although it is difficult, Huang Chiyao still believes that he may be able to do something for the sake of justice.

But not now.

She had to listen to Wen Guzhi's explanation first after confirming Rotman's safety.

She glanced at Zhang Lun and said, "Don't make a sound!" Then she grabbed Zhang Lun's collar and left the alley in another direction. She tiptoed to the corridor opposite the restaurant and peeked down from a high place.

After some investigation, the police broke into the restaurant and about ten minutes later, a man was carried out.

is her?

It's really her!

The moment he saw the man being carried into the ambulance, Huang Chiyao's heart suddenly tightened and it hurt as if a piece of flesh was being cut off.

Although she had confirmed that the man's life was safe, she did not feel relieved as she had imagined. Instead, she felt even more upset.

She bit her lower lip tightly and pinched her other hand hard with one hand, as if doing so could divert the pain in her heart. Unfortunately, she found that it was of no use.

"Ah."

"Zhang Lun, go down and drive the car to the main road and wait for me. Don't make too much noise." Huang Chiyao threw the car keys directly to Zhang Lun. After he left with a restrained pace, she took out her spare cell phone and made a call.

"Yaoyao?" In less than three seconds, the call was connected. Before Huang Chiyao could speak, the other party said anxiously, "I was just about to call you. Why didn't you tell me you were going out? Do you know it's dangerous outside?"

Huang Chiyao smiled bitterly and replied calmly: "It's okay, I brought Zhang Lun with me."

"That's not even..."

"Old friend." She interrupted the other person, "I'll be back now, you wait for me at home, okay? I have something very important to tell you."

Wen Guzhi paused for a moment, then smiled softly, "Okay, go home quickly. I also have something very important to tell you."

"Yeah." After responding, Huang Chiyao hung up the phone in a trance, slowly left this depressing place, and headed towards an even more depressing and heavy abyss.

Until he arrived at the door of his home, Huang Chiyao didn't know how he got back. Zhang Lun, who was tireless and always ready to take orders, followed him.

She waved her hand weakly, "Zhang Lun, go back and rest."

She didn't need any protection. No one could protect her on the road ahead.

After standing in front of the door for a long time, Huang Chiyao finally gathered up the courage to open the door. However, the moment she opened the door, she looked up and saw Wen Guzhi kneeling in front of her, holding a small velvet box, and inside the box was a dazzling ring.

"Yaoyao," Wen Guzhi stared at her with a deep look on his face and tears in his eyes, "Let's go on the next journey together! Let me continue to protect you, okay?"

Huang Chiyao first glanced at the petals on the ground and recognized that they were Wen Guzhi's favorite varieties of crabapple flowers, including the Regent Begonia that he most often used to describe her.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and her eyes were blurred by the water vapor like a heavy rain. She couldn't see the appearance of the person in front of her at all, nor could she tell whether he was the Wen Guzhi she knew.

"why?"