??Chapter 282: Chapter 204 Wenyan’s Birthmark_2
Chapter 282: Chapter 204 Wenyan’s Birthmark_2
He panicked imdiately, “What’s wrong? What happened?”
Wenyan gasped in pain, “It seems like sothing poked out from where I was squatting and caught my clothes. When I stood up, my clothes were torn and it got
on the waist too. How can I be so unlucky.”
“Are you bleeding? Does it hurt a lot?”
“It’s much better now than just before, there should be no bleeding.” Wenyan felt around her lower back with her hand; though it was too dark to see clearly, her hand was dry.
“We still need to find a lighted place later to check it out properly.”
“Let’s talk about that after we get out of here, we’re still not safe right now.”
Shen Jingchuan nodded, then said to the disfigured man:
“I’m really grateful you saved us. Do you have a phone? We’d like to use your phone for a mont.”
“Yes, but before I went in to rescue you, my partner and I had already called the police, and they should be on their way here.”
Despite this, the disfigured man still took out his phone and handed it to Shen Jingchuan.
“But if you’re not reassured, you can call the police now. Just make sure to explain the situation to them—tell them that the two thugs have already driven away from the park. Maybe the police will encounter them on the way. It’s best to have the police turn off their lights so as not to startle them.”
The disfigured man had thought things through quite thoroughly, and he had been very calm the entire ti, sothing neither Shen Jingchuan nor Wenyan had considered with their combined wits.
Shen Jingchuan didn’t delay and imdiately called the police.
With the help of the disfigured man providing the address, Shen Jingchuan quickly learned from the dispatcher that a patrol had indeed been dispatched.
When ntioning that the thugs might have already driven off from the industrial park, the dispatcher imdiately asked Shen Jingchuan if he knew the make and license plate of their car.
Unfortunately, Shen Jingchuan hadn’t seen anything clearly before.
Wenyan was the sa, her heart had been in her throat the whole ti—who would be in the mood to notice the make of the cars of those idiots?
But at that mont, the disfigured man provided a precise series of numbers and descriptive details of the car.
Shen Jingchuan and Wenyan’s look at the disfigured man changed in that instant.
Wenyan couldn’t help but ask, “How could you observe so carefully in that situation? I didn’t dare to look at their car at all for fear of making eye contact with them.”
Shen Jingchuan returned the phone to him and thanked him.
The man accepted the phone and returned a hoarse “No need to thank ,” then briefly answered Wenyan’s question.
“Professional habit.”
Wenyan’s mouth fell open, imdiately connecting his current appearance with his past occupation.
He ntioned professional habit, so it was highly likely that he used to work as a police officer, and his current state was probably due to an accident that occurred while on duty.
However, Wenyan didn’t ask further, as bringing up such a topic that could be painful for others was very impolite.
Now, after spending about fifteen minutes together, Wenyan and Shen Jingchuan’s wariness towards the disfigured man had subsided though it was still there initially.
But Shen Jingchuan still decided it was better to understand the situation more thoroughly.
“You said you’d take us to where you live; is it safe there? Those idiots—I an the thugs—might not have left the park yet. Could they find you there?”
“They’re not familiar with this place, and it won’t be easy to accurately find my place. I know what you’re worried about, but right now you don’t have transport, there aren’t any other buildings or hos around, and if the two of you try to walk out, it could be more dangerous than staying. I trust that the police should arrive shortly, and if not, I have tools in my house. Even if those two co back, we can stand a chance with four against two.”
The disfigured man’s reasoning was sound. In the end, they decided to first go to his place to take shelter.
While being cautious is not a bad thing, the disfigured man and his partner had risked their lives to save them, which ant they were not bad people—at least not in league with the other two.
The group relied on the light from one mobile phone’s flashlight as they stumbled their way to the disfigured man’s residence.
It was a small tin shack, sealed up tight. Only when they got close could they see the dim light seeping through the gaps in the door and windows. From afar, it was invisible.
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