At this moment, the cell phone rang again.

She suddenly came back to her senses and looked down at the caller ID on the screen.

It's Li Qizhi.

Cheng Suiran's eyebrows and his heart skipped a beat, he took a deep breath, and was about to press the answer button when the screen of his phone suddenly went black.

Her heart also sank to the bottom.

——This means that the murderer tampered with her phone remotely at some point.

His purpose was very clear, so that she could not turn to others for help, and she had to go to the appointment today.

She now has no idea where the murderer is, so she can't act rashly.

Cheng Suiran leaned on the back of the chair with her eyes closed, trying to calm herself down, even though her face was now as pale as a sheet of paper.

Her life has been monitored by everyone at some point, so...she has no other choice now. Even if she doesn't go now, I'm afraid the murderer will come looking for her.

She couldn't hide, she couldn't hide.

——

Night gradually falls.

The rain hit the glass, making a crackling sound, and the street lights were shrouded in rain curtains, looking particularly hazy.

When Cheng Suiran arrived at the abandoned factory on the outskirts, it was already dark outside. There were not even street lights. The surroundings were silent. Through the dilapidated iron gate, the firelight and smoke inside could be vaguely seen.

She pushed the door open and got out of the car, holding an umbrella and walking outside. The wind blowing in her face mixed with raindrops and got into her clothes, and a biting chill hit her.

She couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in her body. She lowered her hands tightly by her side and walked forward slowly.

The rain never stopped, and the whole world seemed to be filled with a desolate and chilling atmosphere.

When Cheng Suiran was going up the stairs, his legs went weak for a moment, and he stumbled uncontrollably.

She quickly stabilized her body and looked down at her ankles. She saw that her originally white and slender ankles were stained with stains, making her look extremely embarrassed.

It seemed like it was foreshadowing her fate today.

Cheng Suiran frowned, took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and continued walking up.

After walking a few steps, she immediately caught a faint sound in her ears. She followed the sound and through the faint light, she could see two iron-framed beds beside the wall, with various sundries piled next to them.

It's obvious that someone has lived here for a long time.

Although the building was dilapidated, the lights on the roof were on, illuminating a large area and making it particularly eye-catching in the darkness. She squinted towards the second floor, and sure enough she saw a man standing under the eaves smoking a cigarette.

Fat man.

Cheng Suiran gritted his teeth, held an umbrella and slowly approached the other person, only stopping when he was three meters away.

She looked up at the other person and said coldly: "What exactly do you want to do?"

The man opposite didn't answer, he just stared at her, his eyes sinister but also somewhat intriguing.

I don't know how much time passed, but a ferocious laughter came from the man's voice: "We haven't seen each other for a few years. She has grown up. Cheng Jun will definitely be very happy if he sees his daughter's graceful appearance."

"What on earth do you want to do!"

Cheng Sui then took a few steps back, looking at the man opposite him slightly, and several guesses flashed through his mind.

Could it be that the other person is very familiar with her father? Or he can be considered a friend of her father.

She lowered her eyelashes, suppressed the panic in her heart, and said as calmly as possible: "You called me over today, you must have conditions to talk to me, right?"

"Conditions?" After hearing this, the man laughed wildly with a big belly. Then his expression immediately became fierce: "You are just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?!"

Cheng Suiran frowned, becoming even more wary.

As long as the man in front of her appeared in her field of vision, he would always be dressed in a well-armed manner, wearing a black mask under a black peaked cap, with only a pair of intentionally narrowed eyes.

He was even wrapped in a large black windbreaker, wrapping himself airtight.

Only the protruding belly is the most conspicuous.

But things that appear on the surface are often the easiest to mislead people's thinking, and may even lead to people's thoughts to a certain extent.

Cheng Suiran's eyes flashed slightly, and he carefully observed the other person's features, tightened the handle of the umbrella in his hand, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

"What?" When the man saw this, he raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "Are you scared?"

"Is it useful to be afraid?" Cheng Suiran's expression became calm and he asked aloud: "Do you want money, or...

The man suddenly sneered and immediately put out his cigarette butt.

He walked towards her and looked at Cheng Suiran condescendingly, his eyes shining with excitement: "You want money? How much money do you have?"

He paused, then suddenly reached out and patted Cheng Suiran on the shoulder, with a sinister tone: "I want your life!"

Hearing this, Cheng Suiran's face changed slightly.

The moment the man's palm touched her shoulder, a tingling feeling spread from her shoulder to her whole body. Her pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle. The next second she turned around suddenly, waved her umbrella, and threw it at the man.

The man was caught off guard and took a few steps back. He covered his forehead and roared: "You are simply looking for death!"

Cheng Suiran took this opportunity and ran quickly downstairs.

Immediately afterwards, the man quickly retracted his arm, took out the blade with his other hand and rushed towards her.

The blade glowed with a sharp and cold light as it slashed towards Cheng Suiran's throat.

Cheng Suiran's pupils shrank suddenly, and she hurriedly ducked to the side, narrowly escaping the fatal injury, but her left arm was still scratched by the blade, and blood suddenly gushed out and dripped into the rain.

Seeing this, the man swung his blade and slashed at him again.

Cheng Suiran dodged while shouting for help.

When the man heard this, he showed a ferocious smile: "Save you? Who can?"

Yes, who can come to save her in this remote place where no one can be seen?

The figure of Li Qizhi appeared in Cheng Suiran's mind, and she prayed silently in her heart that he would still appear at the critical moment this time and lead her to escape from the clutches of the devil.

The heavy rain showed no signs of slowing down. The rain slid down her pale and bloodless face, making her look even more embarrassed, but she had no time to care about it now.

She tried her best to avoid the attack of the man behind her, until a dazzling light not far away came closer, causing her to subconsciously raise her hand to block her sight.

The man grabbed the gap and kicked her on the knee. Her body lost weight and she fell straight to the cold, hard concrete floor. Pain instantly shot through her body.

Cheng Suiran gritted her teeth and got up from the ground with difficulty. She wiped off the water drops on her cheeks, held the umbrella again, and prepared to fight with the man.

But at this moment, the man rushed towards her again with a knife.

"Bang!"

A loud noise suddenly sounded from her ears.

Cheng Suiran looked back in shock. A black car sped up, hit the man behind her, and rushed straight towards the abandoned old building. There was a loud crash and a burst of dust flying.

After the dust cleared, the old abandoned building had been damaged beyond recognition. Half of it collapsed, while the other side stood with a crumbling roof, billowing out smoke.

Cheng Suiran looked at the abandoned factory, and his heart beat violently.

Is it Li Qizhi?
Chapter completed!