"If you weren't a foreigner, maybe you would."
Forget it, before facing Ye Xiaofan, because I knew he had Shen Zuimo in his heart, I couldn't speak.
This ti, perhaps because I'm about to face a life-or-death challenge, saying it might help let out a breath.
Lin Miaoke isn't the kind of relatively conservative girl; she shouldn't hesitate to love because of nationality.
The only reason she couldn't face it directly could only be her family.
"You're very much like him, although he never said it, during that incident, he'd rather bear all the burdens just to rescue , just like before, you already escaped, yet you turned back to find ."
"Cough, cough... Just thought you're so pretty, dying here would be a pity," Xiaofan casually threw out an excuse.
"Yes, even such an excuse sounds familiar. And those lustful eyes, but when it cos to your mouth, you never eat."
After saying this, Lin Miaoke looked at Xiaofan with so resentnt.
It's such an illusion; if the person lying beside was Ye Xiaofan, maybe I would be quite happy hearing this.
Happy, at a ti like this, in this environnt, could I really feel happy?
Last ti in H City, the situation wasn't much better than now. But recalling it, every scene was so sweet.
If I survive this ti, in the future, will I rember all these encounters just like this?
"Why are you silent?"
"Hmm? I, um, I'm listening seriously."
"What about you? You still haven't told your true identity."
Finally, the topic was broached.
Originally, there was nothing to hide, but Xiaofan didn't know what to do.
Initially thinking if she asked, he would take off the mask and give her a jump scare, sure it'd be fun, but the man she just referred to is himself. If he tells her now that he's Ye Xiaofan, then... what would happen?
"What are you thinking? Why not speak?"
"Um, go to bed early."
"Hey, you can't be so shaless."
"I'm just a foreigner traveling in Huaxia."
"Liar. Tomorrow may be the last day; would saying it kill you?"
"Hmm? That's what you said, how could I die in a place like this, so many people are waiting for to get out."
"Yes, if worst cos to worst, rush out alone, why die together."
This is a very realistic decision; as long as one's brain hasn't been squashed, you'd know saving one is better than none. But when it truly cos to that ti, who knows what might happen?
Following this, Xiaofan suddenly quieted down because he didn't know what topic to use to speak to Lin Miaoke. Finding joy in hardship is Xiaofan's forte, but he happened to hear so words that made even him uncomfortable.
Sensing the awkwardness from the person beside her, Lin Miaoke didn't think too much about it; perhaps he had already fallen asleep.
A night passed so quietly.
He still hasn't transmitted any bit of news back.
The sky barely lightens. The police in the Capital City just changed their shifts, and another large-scale search operation comnced.
This case shook the citizens greatly, and many people are keenly watching, wondering about that brave female officer who risked her life to exchange for the hostage's fate.
A police officer like her, absolutely nothing should happen to her.
It's Lin Miaoke's sense of justice that deeply etched her in the hearts of these passionate citizens.
The dia keeps reporting constantly on this incident.
The pressure on the police station is enormous at this ti. The people must be found, the case must be solved.
Calming the citizens is one thing, plus the 70th anniversary celebration is imminent, with foreign consuls basically in place; if this mont causes other countries to see a joke, then where is national prestige...
At this mont, Fan Lingtian is simply like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously turning around.
Once a call cos in, the first question is whether Xiaofan has returned.
Li Kuo and others exhaust their efforts in searching as well.
But it's truly baffling; the Capital City's area is just this big, the whole city is under lockdown, how could this person just vanish like that?
"Fan, what's going on over there?"
Similarly worried are the upper echelons above; this matter, Fan Lingtian had guaranteed with his chest, tomorrow morning the competition will start, everyone is waiting for Black Mantis to appear, but...
"Everything's laid out here, what can I do." Fan Lingtian is at his wit's end.
"You old guy, when you said it was fine, how co at this crucial mont, you won't admit it."
"You think I want to? Xiaofan returned to the Capital City, I couldn't even et him before he went missing, I don't even know who to ask for him."
"Then what do you say we do now?"
"Just take it step by step, if we lose, do whatever you want with ." Fan Lingtian feels helpless.
"Dispose of you? What good would that do, isn't there anything practical?"
"Fan, let Li San and the others hold the fort."
"Number Two, for now, that's the best we can do."
"Okay. Fine."
Leaving the conference hall, Fan Lingtian sat inside a car.
"Junjie, how's it going, contacted Li Kuo and the others, any sign of Xiaofan?"
"Not yet."
"Pass the phone, I'll call Li San."
"Alright. Here..."
Li San, who always loved sleeping in, also barely slept three or four hours over the past few days; they can't miss any clue.
"Hello. Elder Fan."
"Li San, any news about Xiaofan?"
"Not yet."
"Okay, tomorrow's competition is at seven o'clock. I have three substitute slots here, you, Xiaolei, and Ren Ying co over and help."
"That's not a problem, but Xiaofan..."
"Xiaofan still needs to be found, let's get through this first."
"Okay, I'll go back and inform them later."
"Alright, let's keep it like this for now."
With Li San and the others in play, there's so peace of mind, hoping the 70th anniversary celebration can be completed successfully, without further incidents.
If Xiaofan could rescue Lin Miaoke, solve the case, and win the competition, then it would be truly perfect.
At this point, inside the mountain cave.
"Lin Miaoke, Lin Miaoke, wake up. Get up quickly."
"Hmm?"
"Soone's coming."
"Oh."
This is the last day, after all, if they stay longer, the other side would completely lose confidence. Song Wencheng hasn't returned yet, but another round of search has reached the door.
Last night's conversation is still fresh in mory; now faced with tight tension once more.
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