Suo Qingjun Chapter 90
byPrepare to rescue
The black car merged into the main road and quickly disappeared into the traffic.
In the white van at the entrance of the alley, Xu Baiyan opened the window and his eyes were red with anxiety: “Brother An, Brother Jin, they have run away! Aren’t we going to chase them?”
Jin Xianling let go of the steering wheel and tapped her fingertips on her knees, but her eyes were fixed on the direction where the car disappeared, with a coldness belonging to the old era in her eyes.He and Qing Feng’an have traveled through time here. Although they have figured out the operating rules of modern society, they are still ordinary people with nothing. They have no connections in the world and no power that can be mobilized.
Qing Feng’an leaned on the back seat, her fingertips rubbing the real purchase order that Lin Xingmian had stolen and quietly exchanged, her expression terrifyingly calm.
“We can’t catch up, and we can’t.” His voice was light, but with unquestionable certainty, “That’s , the other party has a strong sense of counter-reconnaissance. If we follow rashly, we will only expose ourselves and put Lin Xingmian into a more dangerous situation.”
Xu Baiyan slumped back in his seat and rubbed his hands in anxiety: “What should we do? We have nothing, we can’t just watch him get killed by that Brother Yan, right?”
“We have brains.” Qing Fengan raised his eyes and glanced at Jin Xianling. Their eyes met and they instantly reached a tacit understanding.
In the old days, they were used to conspiracies and power oppression. People like Yan Ge who relied on violence and threats were full of flaws in their eyes.
“Xiao Bai,” Qing Feng’an turned around and handed him the stack of real purchase orders, “go back to the flower shop immediately, find out all the purchase records for the past three months, and make a fake ledger full of loopholes – the price is inflated, the channels are overlapping, and the payment account is empty. Remember, you have to make it look real, but make Brother Yan see it as ‘profitable’ at a glance.”
Xu Baiyan was stunned: “Why do you want to make it fake? Lin Xingmian has already stolen the real thing to him!”
“It is precisely because it is true that I have to give him a fake one.” Jin Xianling took the words with a cold voice, “Brother Yan wants the purchase order to grab business and cut off my financial path. The channels on the real list are all my old relationships that I have worked with for many years, and he can’t get in. Only this fake one can make him feel that there is an opportunity, and he will not kill Lin Xingmian for the time being.”
This was a delaying tactic, and the only thing they could do – use profits to give Lin Xingmian some breathing time.
“I’ll go right away!” Xu Baiyan clutched the list, opened the car door and ran to the flower shop.
There were only two people left in the carriage. Qing Feng’an took out her mobile phone. On the screen was a photo of Lin Xingmian at the door of the flower shop yesterday.He put his fingertips on the young man’s pale face and said slowly: “Brother Yan dared to take action in the old city, but took people to the outskirts of the city, which shows that his hideout is there. He is cautious in doing things, so he will definitely not choose a lively community, but only a single-family, remote house with ambiguous property rights.”
“I know.” Jin Xianling nodded, started the car, and turned into the side road, “In modern society, no matter how hidden a place is, you can’t hide traces. When we go to the outskirts of the city, we don’t need to check property rights or find connections. We just rely on ‘looking’.”
They don’t have the resources to check real estate information, but they understand the logic of “hiding” it.
As the car drove all the way to the outskirts of the city, Jin Xianling chose the sections with narrow roads, few surveillance cameras, and backing against barren mountains.Qing Feng’an leaned against the car window and carefully observed the buildings on the roadside.
“Stop.”
Halfway up the mountain, Qing Feng’an suddenly spoke.
There is an abandoned villa area on the roadside with mottled walls and a security booth at the door that has long been vacant.But only the single-family house in the deepest part had its walls repainted, the weeds at the door trimmed clean, and even the surveillance camera on the courtyard wall shone with a faint red light.
“This is it.” Qing Feng’an’s eyes were heavy, “The purpose of renovating the abandoned house is to hide people’s eyes and ears; the purpose of keeping the surveillance camera on is to prevent people from escaping. More importantly -”
He pointed to the barren hills behind the villa: “With mountains and forests at the back, there is an escape route. This is a common problem for bandits when choosing locations.”
Jin Xianling nodded slowly, parked the car in a hidden place one kilometer away, and turned off the engine.
“We can’t get in.” Jin Xianling said bluntly, “There must be hidden sentries around the villa. For the two of us, if we break in, we will die.”
Qing Feng’an took out her mobile phone and found the only “special” contact in her address book – Song Xu.
It’s not Song Xu’s connections, but Song Xu’s “professional habits.”
Song Xu went abroad for a meeting. Although he was thousands of miles away, he was well versed in the “gray area” of modern networks.Qing Feng’an sent him a brief message: [In the deepest part of the abandoned villa area in the middle of the mountain in the western suburbs of the city, help me check the water and electricity anomalies in the past week, and the signal density points of nearby base stations.】
If you don’t have resources, you can borrow your friends’ “skills”.
Within ten minutes, Song Xu’s reply popped up: [The water and electricity are all cut off, but a high-frequency signal is coming from the basement.There is no civilian surveillance within three kilometers nearby, and there is only one road administration camera that can capture the villa gate.】
“Sure enough, it’s in the basement.” A sharp light flashed in Qing Feng’an’s eyes, “Brother Yan locked Lin Xingmian there and isolated him from the outside world, but he had to use his mobile phone to command his men. The signal cannot be hidden.”
Jin Xianling looked at the villa hidden in the woods and frowned: “The problem now is that without evidence, the police will not call the police. Even if the police call the police, Brother Yan insists that Lin Xingmian stayed ‘voluntarily’, and there is nothing we can do.”
They are time-travelers who understand tactics, but do not understand how to use “mortal” methods to bring a sophisticated villain to justice in this law-governed society.
At this moment, Qing Fengan’s cell phone suddenly rang – it was Xu Baiyan.
“Brother An! Brother Yan’s people called me!” Xu Baiyan’s voice was nervous but clear, “He said that the purchase order was true, but he couldn’t get through the channel. He asked me to hand over the ‘backup channel’, otherwise… or else I will attack Lin Xingmian!”
Qing Feng’an’s eyes flashed, and she looked at Jin Xianling: “Here he comes.”
As expected, Brother Yan took the bait and couldn’t get through the channel of real purchase orders. He became anxious and wanted to use Lin Xingmian to force them to hand over “more valuable” things.
“Xiaobai, do as we say.” Qing Feng’an said calmly, giving him reassurance, “Tell him that the backup channel is in my hands. If he wants something, he can come to the flower shop to get it in person. The location is set at ten o’clock tonight, at the entrance of the old street, and he is the only one coming.”
“Brother An! This is too dangerous!” Xu Baiyan exclaimed.
“It’s not dangerous, he won’t come.” Qing Feng’an raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, “Brother Yan is suspicious by nature and will never go to an appointment alone. But he will definitely send his men, or… follow him in person.”
He looked at Jin Xianling and said firmly: “What we want is his chance to leave the villa.”
Jin Xianling immediately understood: “Tune the tiger away from the mountain.”
“Yes.” Qing Feng’an nodded, “Once Brother Yan leaves, the villa’s defense will be weak. We don’t need to rescue Lin Xingmian, as long as we can see him and get evidence that he was coerced – even a look or a recording is enough.”
In modern society, evidence is king.
They had no resources, so they used themselves as bait, betting on Brother Yan’s greed and Lin Xingmian’s desire to survive.
As night falls, the street lights at the entrances of the old streets light up one after another.
Xu Baiyan was holding a document bag and standing at the door of the flower shop, looking nervous.Qing Fengan and Jin Xianling were hidden in the shadows at the end of the alley, like two knives ready to go.
At ten o’clock sharp, a black car slowly stopped at the alley.
The car door opened, and it was not Brother Yan who came out, but one of his men.
“Where are the things?” The subordinate sounded arrogantly and looked around.
“Brother An said, only for Brother Yan.” Xu Baiyan clutched the document bag and took a step back.
“You’re looking for fucking death!” The men were angry and were about to rush forward to grab him.
At this moment, a piercing siren suddenly came from the alley!
That was what Jin Xianling had arranged long ago – he used a public phone to anonymously report that “there was a knife fight in the old street.”
The police arrived very quickly, and their flashing police lights instantly illuminated the entire alley.The subordinate’s expression suddenly changed, he didn’t even care about the document bag, turned around, got into the car, and fled in a hurry.
At this moment, the mountainside villa.
Brother Yan was sitting in the living room, watching the chaos in the alley on the surveillance camera, his face so gloomy that he could shed tears.
“Trash!” He cursed, but he breathed a sigh of relief, “Fortunately I didn’t go.”
He stood up, glanced in the direction of the basement, and sneered: “Lin Xingmian, it seems that your friends are nothing more than that.”
He didn’t know that while he was staring at the surveillance camera, two figures had quietly entered the backyard of the villa through the darkness of night.
It’s Qing Feng’an and Jin Xianling.
They did not go through the main entrance, but followed the “signal density points” given by Song Xu and found the vent in the basement.
The vent was very small, and Jin Xianling was tall and couldn’t get in.Qing Feng’an was thin, took a deep breath, and got into the narrow passage.
It was dark inside, with only the damp musty smell and the faint sound of whimpering.
Qing Feng’an crawled forward little by little, and finally, he saw a faint light.
In the basement, only a small dim light was turned on.Lin Xingmian was tied to a chair with a seal on her mouth. The wound on her knee had suppurated and her face was as pale as paper.Hearing the noise, he looked up suddenly, his eyes full of horror.
Seeing Qing Feng’an at the vent, Lin Xingmian’s pupils suddenly shrank, and tears burst out instantly.
He wanted to shout and ask for help, but he could only make a “wow” sound and struggled desperately to get closer to the vent.
Qing Feng’an made a “silence” gesture and glanced at the ropes on his body and the seal on his face, with distress and anger welling up in his eyes.
He had no tools to open the vents or untie the ropes.
But he has a cell phone.
He quietly took out his mobile phone, turned on the video recording function, and faced Lin Xingmian.
Lin Xingmian understood instantly. He stopped struggling and nodded desperately at the camera, his eyes full of fear and pleading.He raised his tied hands, pointed to his knees, and then pointed to the door. Finally, he used all his strength to let out a suppressed sob, and tears burst out.
That’s enough.
This video is irrefutable evidence that he was coerced.
At this moment, the basement door suddenly opened!
“Who is there?” a subordinate’s voice came, alert.
Qing Fengan immediately put away her phone, got into the vent, and climbed back quickly.
The subordinate walked to the vent, took a look, and cursed “rat”, then turned to look at Lin Xingmian and kicked him hard: “Be honest!”
The basement door closed again.
At the end of the alley, Qing Feng’an emerged from the vent, covered in dust, but clutching her cell phone tightly.
“Did you get it?” Jin Xianling came up to him immediately.
Qing Feng’an nodded, his eyes shining: “I got it. Lin Xingmian’s condition, his wounds, and his plea for help were all recorded.”
Jin Xianling took the phone, glanced at it, and said solemnly: “Now, let’s go to the police station.”
They have no resources and no connections.
But they have evidence and a heart to save the boy.
At one o’clock in the morning, in the reception room of the police station.
Qing Feng’an put the video on her cell phone in front of the police together with the signal positioning sent by Song Xu and the photos of Brother Yan’s vehicle taken by the road management camera.
“Comrade police,” Qing Fengan’s voice was calm but powerful, “Someone was illegally detained in the abandoned villa area in the middle of the mountain in the western suburbs of the city. This is evidence.”
The policeman looked at Lin Xingmian’s desperate look in the video, then looked at the supporting evidence, and his face suddenly became serious.
“We will send the police immediately!”
Driving towards the hillside villa on the outskirts of the city.
He knew that Brother An and Brother Jin would definitely be able to bring Lin Xingmian back.
The sound of police sirens cut through the late night in the middle of the mountain, and the red and blue lights hit the walls of the villa, glaring and deafening.
As soon as Brother Yan’s men rushed out and tried to stop him, they were pinned to the ground by the police and didn’t even have a chance to resist.
When the iron door of the basement was kicked open, the air was filled with the smell of mold and blood.
Lin Xingmian was tied to a chair, with his head hanging down and his whole body shaking. He barely raised his eyes when he heard the noise, his eyes were frighteningly empty.
“Lin Xingmian.”
Qing Feng’an’s voice was very soft, but it fell like a ray of light.
Lin Xingmian trembled suddenly, and when he saw the person clearly, tears fell to the ground instantly, but he did not even dare to cry loudly.
The police came forward and untied the rope around his body and tore off the seal on his mouth.
His wrists and ankles were all bruised, and his knees were swollen and purple. They went limp when he stood up, but Jin Xianling reached out to hold him steady.
“Can I leave?” Jin Xianling’s tone was cold, but she didn’t let go of her hand.
Lin Xingmian bit her lip and nodded slightly, her voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible: “…Yes.”
When we walked out of the villa, it was almost dawn, and the morning mist was wrapped in a cool breeze.
Xu Baiyan had been waiting beside the police car for a long time. When he saw Lin Xingmian’s embarrassed appearance, he was startled for a moment, then his eyes turned red, and he held it back, took a step forward, and directly spoke to him:
“Damn, aren’t you quite scheming?
Yesterday, I made tricks and stole orders, one after another. I’m quite capable!
What now?Count yourself into hell?
If you don’t have a way out, just open up a way out, and show it to who else?”
The words were rushed, but there was no malice at all. They were all filled with unbearable anxiety and distress.
Lin Xingmian lowered his head, his messy hair covering his face. He couldn’t answer a word and could only shed tears.
He knew that he was wrong, so wrong that he was not even qualified to look up at them.
Qing Feng’an gently patted Xu Baiyan’s shoulder and signaled him to stop talking.
He looked at Lin Xingmian, his tone was calm, but extremely reassuring: “It’s over. Brother Yan has been controlled. We have someone taking care of your mother. It’s safe.”
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Lin Xingmian raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief: “…my mother?”
“It’s okay.” Jin Xianling added, “No one touched her, and no one scared her. Everything is fine.”
One sentence directly smashed Lin Xingmian’s last line of defense.
Unable to hold on any longer, he squatted on the ground, hugged his knees and cried loudly.
It’s not a suppressed sob, it’s a breakdown that I’ve been holding in for too long and I can finally take a breath.
He thought he was going to die in that basement,
I thought my mother would be implicated,
I thought I would never be able to wash away the dirt and mistakes on my body.
But he didn’t expect that the person he had plotted against saved him in the end.
Seeing him cry, Xu Baiyan felt uncomfortable in his heart, but his mouth was still stiff: “Why are you crying? Don’t do stupid things again in the future. No one will care about you if you carry it on your own.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and patted Lin Xingmian’s back gently.
Qing Feng’an squatted down and said in a gentle but firm voice: “You are not a bad person, you are just forced to have no way out. If you are wrong, correct it. If it is difficult, just speak up. You don’t have to hold on alone.”
Jin Xianling stood aside with a cold face, but silently took off her coat and put it on Lin Xingmian’s trembling shoulders.
The clothes carried body heat and blocked the cold wind in the early morning.
Lin Xingmian hugged her coat and cried harder, but for the first time, she felt that her body was not so cold anymore.
The police car slowly drove away from the mountain and headed towards the city.
The sky outside the window lit up little by little, the fog dispersed, and the light came in.
He lost his dignity, stepped into an abyss, and was forced to have no way out.
But this time, he finally no longer had to kneel, crawl, or sell himself to survive.
Someone walked with him the rest of the way.
It was already broad daylight when the police car stopped at an alley in the old city.
Qing Fengan, Jin Xianling, and Xu Baiyan accompanied Lin Xingmian to the Tongzi Tower without anyone leaving first.
The corridor was still dark and damp, but Lin Xingmian walked steadily this time, no longer panicking and embarrassed.
The moment the door was opened, the mother was sitting by the bed. She heard the movement and raised her head. When she saw her son, her eyes instantly turned red.
“Xingmian…”
Lin Xingmian walked over quickly and hugged her tightly, her voice still hoarse from crying: “Mom, I’m back.”
“You kid, you’ve been gone for so long. Mom is scared to death.” His mother touched his skinny back and burst into tears.
Just as Lin Xingmian was about to speak, Xu Baiyan stepped forward and smiled sweetly: “Hello, auntie, we are Xingmian’s friends. He had something to do some time ago and was with us. I didn’t have time to explain it to you clearly.”
Qing Feng’an also said gently: “Everything is fine now, don’t worry, we will take more care of him in the future.”
The mother looked at the gentle and polite young people in front of her, and then at her son. Although she was still a little confused, she slowly relaxed and nodded: “Okay, okay, thank you… thank you for taking care of us, Xing Mian.”
Lin Xingmian was buried in her mother’s arms. She didn’t say a word, but tears fell quietly.
This time, it’s not fear, it’s not humiliation, it’s finally peace of mind.
Jin Xianling stood at the door and didn’t say much. He just silently put the breakfast and medicine he was carrying on the table, which he bought on the way.
Simple, yet practical.
Mother held Lin Xingmian’s hand and chattered, asking him if he was hungry and if he was cold.
The sun shines in through the narrow window and falls in this dark and humid cabin. It seems so warm for the first time.
Xu Baiyan quietly pulled the corner of Qing Feng’an’s clothes and whispered: “Brother An, if he dares to carry it by himself again in the future, I will scold him.”
Qing Feng’an smiled softly: “No way.”
When Lin Xingmian heard this, he raised his head and looked at the three people standing at the door.
The sun fell on them, bright and steady.
He had schemed against them, deceived them, and even pushed himself into a corner.
But in the end, it was these three people who pulled him out of the darkness and gave him a way to go on.
“Thank you.” He said softly, his tone serious and solemn.
Xu Baiyan curled his lips, but still smiled: “Thank you. Don’t have to deal with it by yourself in the future. If you really can’t do it, come to us. Don’t push yourself to death alone.”
Jin Xianling spoke calmly, with a calm and serious tone: “If you have something to say, we will help you.”
Qing Feng’an looked at him, gently but firmly: “Go slowly in the future, don’t be afraid.”
There were no gorgeous things in the small house, only an old bed, an old table, and a few wilting green radish plants.
But at this moment, he felt safer than anywhere else.
Lin Xingmian held her mother’s hand, looked at the three people in front of her, and nodded lightly.
He knew that the darkness and humiliation were over.
From now on, he no longer has to live on his knees, no longer has to be someone’s dog, and no longer has to trade himself for his mother’s life.
He has a family, a mother, and three people who are willing to help him.
The road was difficult, but he finally had light.
Banxia novel, a lot of fun