Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Yang Na saw the person who was about to get up and run out, and quickly reached out to grab her: "Tingting, wait, the time doesn't match up. We agreed to arrive at ten o'clock, but this person only arrived at nine o'clock, an hour off."

Liu Ting was already dizzy from hunger, and the fear had brought her psychological defenses to the brink of collapse. She was only thinking that the police car was coming and they would be rescued, and she couldn't listen to anything anyone else was saying.

He shoved the person aside and ran in that direction: "That's a police car. What if it leaves in another hour? I can't afford to gamble. I'm so hungry and tired. I have to find them."

Liu Weiwei's face was full of struggle. Should she believe the WeChat message or the police car that was right in front of her? She quickly made her choice, got off the rocks, and ran in that direction.

He glanced back at them and said, "I'm leaving. Whether you want to come with me or not is up to you. Goodbye."

As Yang Na watched them run away, a strange unease began to creep into her heart; she had a feeling that something was about to happen.

"Yanzi, shall we go?"

Chen Yan didn't actually know either, but she believed Fu Mei's words. Since Fu Mei knew there was a van even though she wasn't there, listening to her must be right. If she said two hours, it must be two hours.

"No, let's take another look. I believe Fu Mei won't lie to us. It took us two or three hours to cycle up from the foot of the mountain. If we drive..."

"Well, it might take an hour to get up the mountain, but something feels off to me. It's all too coincidental."

Yang Na pointed in that direction: "Look, the police car is parked over there. Why isn't anyone getting out? Shouldn't the police be getting out to search for survivors?"

Chen Yan took out her phone's camera and zoomed in, and indeed found that no police officers got out of the police car. She became increasingly uneasy: "What do we do now? The two of them have already run over there."

"Keep an eye on things. Look around for a hidden hiding place. I'll check from up there to see if there are any problems. If not, then we'll go over there."

"Okay, I'll go down and look for it."

Liu Ting ran over, shouting, "Help! Police officers, help me!"

Several men sitting in the police car exchanged glances, then looked at the man in the van and asked, "Boss, what do we do now?"

Zhao Dagang, smoking a cigarette, his clothes stained red with blood, coldly stared at the woman running towards him, his eyes filled with ruthless hatred: "Tie her up when she gets close, and slowly... kill her."

"You've confirmed that the jamming equipment is installed. There's no signal on the mountaintop, right?"

"Yes, there will be no signal within a mile."

The bodyguards spoke respectfully, and after the two approached, they opened the car doors, got out, and surrounded them.

Liu Ting had expected to see people in police uniforms, but instead saw people in black suits. She paused, looking at them suspiciously: "You, are you police officers?"

"...!!"

Seeing that they remained silent, Liu Ting felt a pang of anxiety and looked at the police car. She then realized something was wrong. From a distance, it looked like a police car, but upon closer inspection, it didn't resemble police officers at all.

Slowly backing away: "You, you're not police officers? Then who are you?"

Several men in black rushed over and immediately grabbed her arms.

Liu Weiwei was quickly brought over as well. The two girls were restrained and unable to move. They looked at the middle-aged man covered in blood and then saw a naked, dead woman lying on the ground.

His pupils constricted instantly: "You, you're that serial killer?"

Zhao Dagang scoffed upon hearing this: "A serial killer, huh? I was originally an honest person, who knew I'd end up like this. And you guys, you're all in cahoots with those pig-butchering scammers, aren't you?"

"...What pig butchering scam? I don't understand what you're talking about. We are teachers from a school. We came to the mountain to watch the sunrise together during the holiday. I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Oh, which school do you teach at? Do you know Lin Shuwen?"

"We met once at the foot of the mountain."

Liu Weiwei stalled for time, honestly replying, "We really are teachers from Kyoto Hope Middle School. If you don't believe me, you can check your phone. Brother, we really have no grudge against you."

"Can you spare our lives?"

Zhao Dagang got out of the car, casually tossed his cigarette butt aside, and stood in front of them, asking, "How many of you came?"

"...Two, two, it's just the two of us who came together."

He slapped her across the face and sneered, "I checked your things. Where did those four bicycles come from? And where are the other two hidden?"

"Don't worry, I'm a good person. I'll help you reunite. I don't care if you have any connection with Lin Shuwen. Anyone who saw something they shouldn't have seen deserves to die."

Zhao Dagang shouted, "Men, go and catch them in the direction they came from. There should be two more people who haven't come over yet. Catch them all together."

"Yes, boss."

Seeing that they had been subdued, Yang Na, who was lying on the rock, realized something was wrong. She quickly climbed down and grabbed Chen Yan's hand, saying in a hurried tone, "Run! They're coming after us!"

"They're not police officers, they must be accomplices of the murderer. We need to find a place to hide quickly, we can't let them find us, we've been exposed, run!"

Chen Yan's face turned pale instantly. She hadn't expected that those thugs would disguise themselves as police officers and wait for them. She glanced at the time on her phone; there were still forty minutes until ten o'clock.

How are they going to hide for forty minutes?

After the two descended the rocky hill, Chen Yan pulled her along and pointed to a spot under a tree root entwined with vines: "Let's go over there. We can use the vines to cover ourselves."

"Okay, let's go over there."

The two of them crawled behind the vines, one after the other, and leaned against the roots of a large tree. They pulled the vines through the gaps to check their clothes for any bright colors.

The camel-colored sweater and beige coat are inconspicuous; as long as they don't move, they can completely disguise themselves by taking advantage of the environment.

Chen Yan held Yang Na's arm tightly and whispered worriedly in her ear, "Nana, do you think they might get into trouble?"

"Perhaps not. These murderers still want to find us, so they might not kill them. Only if we are all found might they kill us all at once."

"Don't be afraid, hang in there, we'll all be alright."

Yang Na's heart also tightened, her body tense, and she observed the situation outside through the gaps in the vines. She heard footsteps approaching, and the two hugged each other tightly and closed their eyes.

The voice of the man in black came from above: "Damn it, they were clearly running this way just now, how could they disappear in the blink of an eye?"

"They must be hiding somewhere. We need to find them quickly and kill them all. We also need to stage a wild animal attack. As long as the boss doesn't go to jail, we can get a good amount of money and live comfortably for the rest of our lives."