"Ah Sheng, you stay here and continue investigating, do your best. I'll accompany her back to Nancheng."
Big Brother turned his head and nodded respectfully to Old Master, but with concern.
"You've only just arrived, and haven't had a chance to rest, yet you're returning to Nancheng. The back and forth jolting, I fear it's bad for your health..."
"Ah Jue is already like this, do you think I have the heart to lie down and rest? Enough nonsense, quickly find a car to take us to the airport."
While the family was diligently searching here.
In fact, Zhan Bei Jue had already escaped the enemy's control.
That day, upon landing in Switzerland and getting into the car arranged by the staff, as soon as the speed exceeded 80, a large truck from the opposite direction crashed into them.
The opposing vehicle was large, and its speed was also high.
Zhan Bei Jue, sitting in the back seat without a seatbelt, was instantly flung forward, his head hitting the windshield.
When he woke up, there were already many people outside the car.
The car was a scene of carnage, with medical personnel in white clothes pulling the driver and co-driver out.
Onlookers were holding up their mobile phones, taking pictures of them.
Zhan Bei Jue initially thought it was a common traffic accident.
But he soon noticed something unusual.
Perhaps due to the suddenness of the incident, only one ambulance arrived.
The driver and co-driver were more seriously injured and were sent away first.
As soon as the ambulance left, a business van arrived nearby.
Two men in black poked their heads in, speaking in Chinese.
"The one in front."
Then Zhan Bei Jue was dragged out and put into a minivan alone.
They paid no attention to the two colleagues behind him.
Only a few senior executives within the company knew about his trip to Switzerland, and there were no staff members here, only a person arranged by the hotel to pick him up from the airport.
Zhan Bei Jue couldn't help but wonder, who were these two people who had appeared?
The car sped into a flat, sparsely populated street.
Looking at the rapidly receding landmarks on either side, it was clear the speed was no less than one hundred.
He was thrown onto the back seat, blood gushing from his head, and his left leg and left shoulder were immobile.
Even though he knew he was heading into real danger, there was nothing he could do.
At such a speed, let alone the car doors being locked, even if they weren't, jumping out would be no different from suicide.
Excessive blood loss left him utterly exhausted. Looking at the glaring sunlight outside, in a daze, he seemed to see Jiang Nan Fang's smiling face.
"Sleep. Sleep if you're tired. I'll stay by your side."
He gradually felt at ease, let down his guard, and fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up again, it was already dark.
He was jolted awake by the inertia of a sudden stop.
The two men in front parked the car, turned back, and glanced at him.
"Haven't moved for half a day, are you dead?"
"Damn, so much blood in the back seat, he's probably as good as dead even if he's not."
"Just leave it like this. Take a picture! Take a video and send it to them, this scene looks sincere enough."
As they spoke, the two men took out their mobile phones.
After some fiddling, Zhan Bei Jue heard them say, "They replied."
"Damn, so ruthless. Even like this, they still suspect he's not dead, and want us to bury him and send another video."
"Burying is too much work. This guy is so tall, how big a pit do we need to dig? Ask him if sinking him in the lake is okay?"
"The largest lake in Switzerland, Lucerne Lake, is right outside. Like this, throwing him in is definitely death!"
"Okay. I think sinking him in the lake is good too, let's ask."
Zhan Bei Jue closed his eyes and waited for a while longer, hearing the reply.
"He said sinking him in the lake is fine, but he needs to be tied to a stone. Tie it well and send us a video. We must cut off all future trouble, otherwise, the consequences will be endless."
"That's true. I heard this guy has quite a bit of influence in China. If we don't handle this properly and he escapes, the consequences will be endless."
The two men unlocked the car with a "click," pushed open the doors, and got out.
"Let's go, first find a stone."
"Find a large, flat one, so we can tie it securely later. Let's split up and do it quickly while there's no one around."
"Alright!"
Listening to their footsteps growing fainter, Zhan Bei Jue suddenly opened his eyes.
Then he gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, grabbed the back of the seat, and forced himself to sit up.
Outside the car window, the vast lake shimmered darkly in the night, immense and eerie, as if waiting to swallow him.
Zhan Bei Jue would absolutely not allow himself to die here.
He still had his grandfather, his wife and children waiting for him to reunite at home, he couldn't let these two scoundrels succeed!
While they hadn't found a stone yet, and while there was still a sliver of hope, he gently pushed open the car door.
A moment later, the two men returned, heaving a large, flat stone together.
They gleefully opened the trunk, took out the rope, and prepared to drag him out to tie him up.
However, when they pulled open the door, they saw no one.
The two of them cursed each other, blaming each other for the bad idea! If they hadn't gone looking for a stone, he wouldn't have escaped!
It would have been better to dig a pit as I suggested, you were just lazy!
After a bout of bickering, they slapped their foreheads.
"He's so badly injured, he can't have run far. Stop talking, let's chase him!"
Zhan Bei Jue indeed couldn't run far.
At the moment of the car crash, he had been flung forward and hit the dashboard. Not only was his head split open, but his left shoulder and left leg seemed to be fractured.
Every step he took sent searing pain through him.
To avoid being too conspicuous on the road and getting caught, he took a risk and hid by the lake.
There was a large tree by the lake, leaning diagonally from the embankment, with a patch of grass next to it.
Zhan Bei Jue clutched the tree roots with his right hand, leaving only the part of his nose above the surface exposed.
Combined with the water surface in the dark night, it indeed had the effect of blending in.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes…
The two men finally left.
Watching the taillights of their car recede, Zhan Bei Jue used his last ounce of strength to crawl onto the embankment.
Then, regardless of where he was, whether there was still danger, or whether he would catch a chill sleeping like this, he closed his eyes and passed out.
When he woke up again, it was from thirst.
The sun was so bright he couldn't open his eyes. His head ached, his shoulder hurt, his whole body ached, and his throat felt like it was on fire.
He tried to lift his neck to look around, but couldn't move it at all.
He couldn't lift anything except his eyelids.
He still wanted to sleep.
Although he was extremely thirsty, so thirsty he was weak and powerless, his mind was muddled, and he wanted to close his eyes.
Just as he felt he was about to die, and was slowly closing his eyes, a pair of dirty, yellowed sneakers, emitting a pungent foot odor, appeared in his vision.
A short-haired, big-eyed, seemingly very young girl bent down and met his gaze.
She first looked at his face, then touched his nose.
"Not dead yet?"
After she finished speaking in English, she turned and walked away.
Zhan Bei Jue watched her shoes walk further and further away. This time, he was completely disheartened.
He closed his eyes and fainted again.
The girl walked towards a house tens of meters away from the lake, under the scorching sun.
A moment later, she dragged out a worn-out, faded grey men's coat.
With difficulty, she stuffed the coat under Zhan Bei Jue's back, and tied him tightly with the sleeves.
She pulled him home bit by bit, like dragging a bunch of radishes.