Chapter 791 The Cage of Innocence 11
Chapter 791 The Cage of Innocence 11
You remained calm in the face of danger and chose the only place in the house where you could hide—a large wardrobe.
Its existence is due to one of Qin Che's few hobbies: dressing up his cat.
Having the rare opportunity to witness the kitten's growth, I couldn't stop buying clothes for it.
You gripped the revolver tightly, pressing your ear against the wooden panel on the side of the wardrobe.
The crouching and sweeping motion ensures that you have a chance to strike and defeat your opponent when they notice you.
The sounds of heavy objects being smashed and thrown to the ground could be heard from inside the house.
Interspersed among them were curses of impotent rage: "Damn it! He's not here... Let me catch him, I'll skin him alive! Oh, and take that little girl away to negotiate..."
Are you sure he'd show his face for a young girl?
"Arrest him first, maybe he's his daughter?!"
"We've been staking out for days and haven't seen anyone escape. Search more thoroughly!"
"Ugh... Ah..." A scream rang out, and then all the noise in the room disappeared.
"Hmph, I don't know whether to live or die."
That familiar voice... it's Qin Che!
Your eyes lit up, and just as your hand touched the wardrobe door, you felt a force pull it open.
Outside the door, Qin Che looked down at you.
The shadow cast on the wall behind me looked like the long legs of a spider.
Inside the door, you're huddled in a corner of the closet, surrounded by piles of dresses you can no longer fit into, with the tags still on.
"Aren't you coming out? Is playing hide-and-seek fun?" Qin Che leaned closer, looking at you hiding in the closet with great interest.
"You've finally decided to come back!" You lowered the pistol you were holding, pushed aside the pile of clothes that were blocking your way, and met Qin Che's gaze. "Were those guys Old Dog's enemies?"
"They didn't find this place, but they did find Old Dog," Qin Che said casually, raising an eyebrow.
He looked you up and down. Hmm, you seem to have grown a bit taller.
"Then he..." you asked hesitantly.
"He won't be coming back."
You nodded: "Hmm...it's not too surprising."
Although he was just an NPC, we still spent some time together, so it would be a lie to say that I had no feelings for him at all.
Seeing your silence, Qin Che reached out and gently tugged at your hand holding the gun.
A large, warm hand grasped your wrist, and you leaped out of the wardrobe, drawn by that force.
"Why didn't you shoot just now?" He gently pulled you, and you fell right into his arms.
"Hmph... After the shot was fired, the person you see here isn't me anymore." You looked up and met those red eyes. "The person who took care of me for you is dead, so shouldn't you naturally take over me, this 'little burden'? Or do you have a lot of things to do, while I'm just taking over the work here to manage this place?"
"Want to be my contact?"
"Then, when you fire, never hesitate..."
The cold gun barrel suddenly pressed against his heart, and Qin Che's large, warm hand covered the back of your hand.
In the instant when fear froze his breath, without the slightest hesitation, the trigger was pulled with the force of his knuckles.
"boom."
Your heart seems to stop for a second, your temples are throbbing wildly, and you don't even realize it was a blank shot.
You feel all your blood rushing straight to your forehead.
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