Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

It was already six in the morning, and there was still no sign of dawn. The damp air made people feel uneasy. The rain in the Indochina Peninsula never hides its rain; it's like the temper of a capricious little girl, coming and going as it pleases, tapping on the huge palm leaves outside the window, drip-drip-drip, making people restless and uneasy.

Hong Jin couldn't fall asleep from the second half of the night, so he simply threw off the covers, got up, and smoked until dawn.

He was extremely anxious, and his heart ached with longing for Yuebao, but he couldn't bear to make a video call to her so early in the morning and bother her, so he forced himself to cheer up and get back to work.

After finishing my work at 7:30 and having breakfast, I finally waited until 8:30 in a daze. I sent a video call to Yuebao, but no one answered. So I called Dasen.

"gentlemen!"

"Send Xiaobai to wake the young mistress up!"

“Sir, the young mistress usually doesn’t get up until 9:30 or 10:00. If you go now, she might be unhappy!” Dassen kindly reminded her.

Hong Jin rubbed his temples. "Go and invite them. I'll coax them if they're angry!"

"Yes!"

Dassen sensed that her husband was in a bad mood, so she didn't dare hang up and instead called Xiaobai upstairs.

"Butler, housekeeper, Madam is missing..." Xiaobai rushed out the door almost crying. As soon as she finished shouting this, her legs went weak and she fell down at the door, unable to get up.

The lady was gone. She was the only maid who served her personally. Without even thinking, she knew that the master would not let her off easily. She was so frightened that she fainted on the spot.

Dassen rushed upstairs to the second floor, pushed open the door, only to find the person inside had vanished. He was stunned, holding his phone, unsure of how to react.

Actually, he didn't need to react. Xiao Bai's scream had a reverberation effect, and it could be clearly heard throughout the entire hall. Hong Jin naturally heard it too, but even he himself didn't react for a moment.

A sudden buzzing sound filled my ears, and the world spun around me. It seemed as if everything had been foreshadowed, yet I was slow to realize it.

The man hung up the phone and collapsed onto the sofa. His hands and feet were ice-cold, and his scalp was numb. He pressed his chest tightly, and waves of excruciating pain washed over him, as if someone had actually reached into his chest, squeezed his heart, and roughly kneaded, tore, and crushed it into dust.

Ten minutes later, at the No. 1 helipad in the backyard of the eldest son's private residence, a military helicopter was in position, its rotors stirring up the wind and rain. The pilot was ready, dark clouds rolled in on the horizon, and lightning flashed. The young master was determined to go, and no one could stop him.

The helicopter took off from Phnom Penh in the rain, carrying two other elite special forces teams led by a young commander. They departed directly from the military camp, both heading to the same destination: a beautiful and luxurious estate at the foot of Cardamom Hill.

……

boom!

The young master arrived amidst wind and rain, his eyes bloodshot, his whole body cold and stern, even his lips pale. Before the car had even come to a complete stop, he flung open the door, jumped out, and headed straight for the main building.

Dasen was already waiting at the door, head down, not daring to make a sound. Hong Jin didn't even glance at him, and strode into the bedroom.

Apart from Xiaobai peeking into the bedroom, no one else dared to go in. The room was still exactly as Yao Gongyue had left it. Everything that belonged to her had disappeared, except for the bracelet that Hong Jin had given her and a few pieces of jewelry that she had worn close to her body, which were placed on the floor.

The curtains weren't drawn, and dark clouds loomed overhead outside the French windows, dimly lit. The rightmost window, which could be opened and closed, was ajar, letting in a cold draft that rustled the curtains. Inside, a silent man sat on the carpet by the bed, holding the bracelet in his hand, seemingly lost in thought for a long time.

She finally understood why she suddenly started messing around with the walk-in closet the day he had chest pains, and she finally understood why she tolerated him pestering her to make video calls late at night.

Yuebao, how could you be so cruel?

They didn't even leave me a sliver of hope!

……

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, suddenly, the man on the ground staggered to his feet, clutching his chest as he rushed out.

No, Yuebao, you can't leave. What will I do if you leave? How will I live?

I must have done something wrong and made you angry again, right? Don't go, I'll come find you right now. Once I find you, I won't go anywhere else. I'll stay with you and protect you. I won't go anywhere else.

When Hong Jie and his men rushed in, they almost bumped into Hong Jin, who was running downstairs in a daze. "How is it, Jin? Have you found him? Was he kidnapped?"

Hong Jin ignored him and pushed past them to move forward.

"I'm asking you a question! Where is he?" Hong Jie said anxiously, chasing after his cousin and grabbing his sleeve.

Hong Jin flung her cousin's hand away, pursed her lips, her face tense, and strode onto the sofa. "Dasen, have you found out? How did the young mistress escape?"

Dassen wiped the thin layer of sweat from his forehead and stammered, "Sir, we've checked all the surveillance footage, but we didn't find anything unusual. There are soldiers patrolling outside 24 hours a day, and we've also checked the security system at the gate. There's no record of it being opened in the middle of the night. It's like the young lady just vanished into thin air."

"Disappeared into thin air?" Hong Jie's eyes widened in surprise, and he glanced at Dasen with a thuggish air. "Hey old man, you're not hiding something because you're afraid of getting shot, are you?"

"Young Master Jie, what are you saying? The young mistress is missing, and I am to blame. Whether we hide it or not, the result will be the same. There's no need to hide it, and it can't be hidden anyway, can it?"

“That’s true, I doubt you’d have the guts.” Hong Jie sat down on the sofa and muttered to himself, “I told you Yueyue was smart, he must know some kind of superhuman abilities.”

The man, exuding a chilling aura, glared sharply at his gloating cousin. "You're happy?"

Hong Jie's Adam's apple bobbed, and he sighed, "Ah Jin, how can you like someone so much that you kidnap her and lock her up here with no freedom at all? What woman can stand that?"

In other words, Yueyue is lively, resilient, sunny, and cheerful. If she encounters someone with a narrow mind, she'll either kill you or kill herself. In short, she can't stay peacefully in this luxurious cage you've built.

The man opposite her had bloodshot eyes and his breathing became heavy. "If I hadn't kidnapped her, she would have left me long ago. If I hadn't locked her up, she would have run away long ago. You heartless little thing, you just say you don't want me anymore, you say your mother doesn't want me anymore, why should she?"

She wanted to play around and run away, but I took it seriously. Since I took it seriously, she had to be serious too…

Finally, the man, his eyes bloodshot, gritted his teeth and said, "Investigate! Find out everything suspicious that happened within a week. Darson, I'm giving you half an hour. After half an hour, I'll shoot someone."

After the man finished speaking, he took out his M1911, cocked it with a click, and threw it onto the coffee table in front of him. The loud noise startled the group of servants who had been trembling with fear, causing them to gasp in shock.

Hong Jie glanced at Dasen with his wolf-like eyes, then waved his hand, "Get on with it. All of you, get out of here. Are you just standing here waiting to get shot?"

Dassen glanced gratefully at Hong Jie, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, and nervously waved for the servants to leave the living room.

After everyone had left, Hong Jie flicked his cigarette ash, looked at his sinister-looking cousin across from him, and said, "She's run away several times already, which shows she really doesn't want to stay. Don't you want to reflect on your own actions?"