Chapter 732 Fu Yancheng feels the handwriting is familiar
Sheng Mian reloaded the gun and went to another floor with the gun.
The game has officially started now. These people all have walkie-talkies and must be supervising each other's position.
She could only delay as much time as possible so that the people downstairs could live longer and people outside would have a chance to come in.
She went directly to the seventeenth floor, which had probably been scanned by the kidnappers, and there was no one there.
Sheng Mian avoided the surrounding surveillance and found that there were windows that could be opened.
She ducked down and carefully avoided the patrols on the top.
Just when he was about to continue scanning other rooms, he bumped into two men.
"She's here! Floor seventeen! Catch her!"
Hearing them communicating in English, Sheng Mian hurriedly ran to the other side, but there was gunshots behind her, which only hit her feet to demonstrate.
She was surprisingly calm at this moment, and even hid on the cabinet on this floor.
The cabinet is very high, and if you don't look up to check, you can't find her location at all.
She held her breath and saw the two kidnappers running in.
Sheng Mian's eyes were very calm, and she was trying her best to calm herself down.
She took aim without hesitation, and two bullets hit the two men's heads directly.
The kidnappers all fell down and did not know she was hiding in this location until they died.
Sheng Mian put down the gun and wiped the sweat from his palms.
She left the cabinet, not wanting to stay in this place any longer, and started walking down.
The two men had just reported her location to others. The kidnappers would definitely go up one after another. If she continued to go up, she would eventually enter a dead end on the top floor.
She walked down with the gun in hand, hiding all the way, and reached the fifteenth floor.
The monitoring room was filled with the smell of blood. There were several corpses lying on the ground. A man wearing a mask sat on a chair and looked at Sheng Mian's occasional appearance indifferently.
The other kidnappers' voices came from the walkie-talkie nearby, asking which floor Sheng Mian was walking to at the moment.
The masked man said the highest floor, so the kidnapper quickly headed towards the highest floor.
Sheng Mian didn't meet anyone on the way down. She was hiding on the fifteenth floor. She was a little surprised that her day was too smooth.
These kidnappers are all well-trained people, how come they haven't found her location yet?
There was no one even on this floor.
Could someone be helping me secretly?
She couldn't understand that now that she was on the fifteenth floor, the windows here could still be opened.
But further down, the windows were all locked.
Sheng Mian searched for a pen and quickly wrote down the number of kidnappers and hostages inside. He also wrote down the biggest point, there was no one on the fifteenth floor.
The paper ball was quickly thrown outside.
The people outside have been surrounded because the negotiator was killed by the kidnappers. At this moment, no one dares to act rashly.
Fu Yancheng stood at the front, his expression frighteningly cold.
If Sheng Mian wasn't still in the hands of those people, he would have attacked directly.
He originally thought it was just an ordinary kidnapping, but after all the police came here, he realized that this could be classified as a vicious incident.
He was even more worried about Sheng Mian's safety, and his heart clenched.
He shouldn't have been late last night, he shouldn't have let her go again and put her in this situation.
Fu Yancheng blamed himself very much.
The person in charge of Youxian County stood trembling on the side, and the superiors also sent people down, but with so many hostages, no one dared to do anything, and they could only confront each other like this.
Until a paper ball was thrown from the air and landed right at Fu Yancheng's feet.
Others quickly picked it up, and when they saw the message on it, they immediately gathered a group of brave police officers.
"There is no one on the fifteenth floor! This is a message sent by the hostages inside at the risk of death. Break through from there!"
Fu Yancheng looked at the handwriting on the paper and frowned. Why did he think he had seen this kind of handwriting before?
Is it Penny's?
He had never seen Penny's handwriting, but at this moment, he felt that such handwriting was inexplicably familiar.
How did Fu Yancheng know that when he signed the contract with his nominal wife, he had seen the name she signed.
But at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much and took off his suit.
"I am coming too."
