The wooden house wasn't very far away, so they didn't walk for long.
When they saw the scenery outside, Gu Wan trembled visibly. Gong Mohan hugged her tightly.
There were three cold bodies lying on the ground. The wooden door was wide open. Because it was facing outward, the door blocked their view, so they couldn't see what was going on inside.
Gu Wan clenched her fists and looked at the door.
Soon, they saw what was going on inside.
Blood gushed out from the side of the door. A man was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open. There was a hideous wound on his forehead. There was no one else inside, and the baby wasn't inside either.
"There's no baby here. He's definitely fine!" Gu Wan said in a low voice.
Gong Mohan nodded. He also felt that the child of the Gong family wasn't that weak.
"Get someone to search this forest. The baby might have run inside," he said in a low voice. He took out his phone and made a call.
Soon, people came in from outside the forest. They were all from Satan and the Gong family. Everyone went into the forest to look for the baby. For a moment, shouts echoed in the forest.
Gu Wan stopped Ji Shaozhang and Gong Shouyuan, who were also going into the forest to look for the baby. She asked them to go back and rest.
"What are you talking about? My grandson is missing. How can I not look for him? "Gong Shouyuan immediately blew his beard and glared at her.
Gu Wan raised the corner of her eyes and looked at the old man helplessly. "Grandpa, it's not that I don't want you to look for him. It's just that if you go, there will be no one at home. Little Fish is still waiting at home. She's in shock. If you don't come back, she'll be scared. You two go back and keep her company. We'll go back as soon as we find the baby."
Hearing this, the two old men were a little embarrassed. They knew that this had happened because they didn't protect the baby well enough. They didn't insist and turned to leave.
Gu Wan looked into the depths of the forest. The uneasiness in her heart grew stronger.
— —
The baby slowly woke up from his coma. The moment he felt the cold ground, he suddenly woke up. However, he didn't move.
There was the sound of footsteps. It was very soft, but he could tell that they were very close.
Memories slowly came back to him. There seemed to be a faint smell of knockout drugs at the tip of his nose. Feeling a little uncomfortable, he frowned slightly.
Previously, when he was in the wooden hut, the sounds outside made him extremely nervous. Fortunately, at the last moment, he took the crowbar and hid in the shadow by the door. There were no other exits or entrances in the wooden house other than the door. The place where the baby was hiding was pitch black. Even if the door was opened, it would be difficult to find him if one did not look carefully.
The iron chain was tossed aside, and the door was flung open. Light poured in from the outside, causing the baby to squint his eyes slightly, but he still held the crowbar in his hand firmly.
"F * ck!" The man outside the door cursed in a low voice and then stepped in.
The baby was a little nervous, his back pressed against the wall.
"That child ran away! Damn it! "The man spat, his face full of disbelief.
"How can that be?!" Someone outside exclaimed in surprise.
"Go look for it! It's just a child, he can't run far! "The man scolded and ordered loudly.
The others responded in a scattered manner and strode out to look for the child.
The man turned around, his face full of annoyance and anxiety. He really could not figure out where the child had run from in such a sealed environment. There was no exit here at all!
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw a flash of light from the corner of his eyes. Then, he felt his lower abdomen being hit hard by a stick, almost hitting the root of his life. He reacted almost instantly and shouted, "Damn it, he's here. Kill this kid for me, motherf * cker!"
Hearing that, the baby did not care about anything else and used all his strength to hit the man's head.
The man's eyes widened, and his right eye instantly became bloodshot. In the next second, he fell to the ground in a daze.
The baby panted heavily, his little face pale. The crowbar fell to the ground with a clang. His ears twitched and he heard the sound of hurried footsteps running in his direction.
His heart sank. Without thinking too much, he picked up the crowbar on the ground, turned around, and rushed out of the wooden hut, running toward the other side of the forest. He did not have time to hear the footsteps behind him suddenly stop, and then three consecutive muffled sounds of people falling to the ground.
"Xia Tian's people are settled. Do you want to catch the child?" A lazy voice rang out.
After a thin sound of electric current, a somewhat mechanical voice rang out in the earphones, "Bring him back, alive."
The footsteps paused slightly, and then a gentle voice with a hint of laughter rang out in the wind, "No problem, I like living ones the most!"
— —
He was knocked unconscious in the forest by someone who suddenly appeared behind him.
The baby remembered it very clearly, but he did not see the face of the person behind him. He did not even have time to react before he fainted.
What was this place now?
The baby gently gasped, and a voice suddenly rang out in his ear, "Tsk, you're awake?"
Bao Bao 'er's breathing paused, and he stiffened for a moment. His mind was racing, and in the next second, he heard another person's voice. "Be careful and coax him. This person is the key point of our deal with Gong Mohan. Boss is determined to get that batch of goods."
"Who are you?" Hearing that person's words, the baby almost instantly blurted out.
The surroundings were quiet for a moment, and no one spoke. The man standing next to him pulled him up from the ground and dragged him forward.
He staggered a little, and his eyes were covered in darkness, so he could not remember the way at all. After a while, he became dizzy.
"Don't try to remember the way, you won't be able to. Even if you do, you won't be able to get out. It's best to stay obediently, that's good for everyone," the man said lazily, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
The baby pursed his lips and did not reply.
"Don't think that what that person said just now means that there is someone. You are indeed useful to us, but it does not mean that we dare not do anything to you. Be obedient, and nothing will happen. After we finish the deal with your father, you will naturally be free, but if you keep thinking about running away … then don't blame me for not warning you, child ~" The man warned softly, and there was a hint of laughter in his voice at the last few words.
"… Understood." The baby hesitated for a moment, and then nodded to show that he understood.
The man smiled, as if very satisfied with his tactfulness. He opened the door of a room and pushed him in, "It better be like this."
Before he left, he removed the cloth from the baby's eyes, so that he could see his surroundings clearly.
It was a very ordinary looking room, with soft light pouring down from the ceiling. The bed was a single bed, which was not small for him. There was a window in the room, but there was no extra natural light shining in.
He walked over and touched the window with his fingers, and his face instantly darkened.
In the surveillance room, the man held his belly and laughed.
"Hahaha … I'm dying of laughter. Every time I see this group of idiots touch the window, I can't be happier. Look at this child's face, hahaha, it's so funny!"
"Get lost!" The expressionless companion beside him twitched his eyes, and raised his hand to push the man out of the surveillance room.
The window here was actually a painting …
How bored was the designer of this room …
The corner of the baby's mouth twitched, and he moved away from the window and sat on the bed.
He was now under someone's control, and he didn't know where he was. He had nothing on him, so he could only take one step at a time. And because he was a man, he couldn't try to escape. There must be surveillance cameras in this room that he couldn't see, and there must be more than one. He couldn't do anything that was not beneficial to him, at least not too obvious before his parents found him.
There was a shower in the room, but it was still the same as outside. There were no windows, and other than the lights, there was no other light. Even the ventilation pipes were sealed with two layers of partitions.
This was too well-guarded!
The baby felt a little weak, so he simply cleaned himself up and lay down on the bed.
He had been very tired today. He had been frightened during the day, and then he was captured. Although he had escaped, he had escaped from a wolf's den and entered a tiger's den. All of these made him mentally exhausted.
Even though he had involuntarily slept twice, he was still very tired.
He lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze. Not long after, he fell asleep.
That night, he had a dream, a lot of dreams. From being captured by the Xia family to him hitting the man's head with a crowbar and escaping, the images kept flashing in his mind. Every time he saw the man who was beaten to the ground and saw the blood dripping from his head, he seemed to be able to hear the gurgling sound of blood flowing.
In a daze, he heard someone talking next to him.
The voice kept changing. Sometimes it sounded like the disgusting voice of Xia Renji, and sometimes it was the voice of his father, Gong Mohan. Sometimes he even heard the anxious voice of Little Fish, which made him think that he had returned home, but the sharp pain in his head prevented him from thinking about it further.
"Why do I have a fever?!" The man looked depressed. He threw the towel into the water, and his face was full of annoyance.
"I killed someone. This is a stress reaction after the incident," a cold woman said.
"That's so troublesome. Why don't you just get rid of him? What are you hesitating for, Boss?" The man was very depressed.
"You don't have to care so much." The woman paused, threw a cold sentence, and walked away. The man called after her, but he couldn't stop her.
— —
When the baby woke up, the fever had subsided. There was a basin of water at the head of the bed, and a cold towel was placed on his forehead. The towel fell when he moved.
He sat up and stared at the water at the head of the bed in a daze. Not long after, a man opened the door.
The man had blonde hair, amber eyes, and deep brows. One look and you could tell he was a foreigner.
The baby was very familiar with his voice. It was the person who brought him to this room.
"Eat something when you're awake. Don't blame me if you starve to death." The man's tone was slow, and there was a hint of coldness. He put the porridge on the side of the bed and pulled a chair over to sit down. He looked like he was going to watch the baby finish the porridge.
After a pause, the baby picked up the bowl of porridge and slowly drank it.
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