readytorunbook Chapter 185 Wishful thinking
Chapter 185 Wishful thinking
Half an hour ago, looking at the pried-open window, Xu Shu felt his mind go blank.
Who had the ability to appear in his house without warning and kidnap Mu Jinghua without making any noise? And where should he go to find Mu Jinghua...
Xu Shu had no idea about this.
He subconsciously prayed that the recent rainy days would leave some clues on the ground, but when he lit a lamp and went out to take a closer look, he remembered that the courtyard was paved with blue bricks, and there was no way that there could be footsteps.
He looked at the flat blue bricks in confusion, and an indescribable feeling of powerlessness came over him.
Nothing at all……
Why is it always like this?
What should he do to ensure that he is safe...
If he can't guarantee Mu Jinghua's safety, how can he give him happiness?
A dead person cannot be happy.
Caidie happened to come to the yard to look for him, and saw him standing alone in the courtyard, with an inexplicably lost look on his back, and she couldn't help but feel surprised.
"Mr. Xu?" Caidie asked softly, cautiously not daring to get close. "What's wrong with you?"
Xu Shu came back to his senses and saw Caidie. He shook his head slowly and ordered, "Find Jiang Xiao and ask him to ride to Xiao Mansion and bring Chao Lin back."
"Also, let Jiang Da contact the village chief. Mu Jinghua is missing."
Caidie screamed and ran out immediately.
Xu Shuze stayed where he was and took a deep breath for a moment before he calmed himself down and looked at the window again.
He climbed over the wall with one hand and looked at the familiar plants and trees, but he felt they were extremely strange.
Where should I find him, where should I find him, where should I find him...
Without any clues at all, he could only use the dumbest method and try hard to think about what he would do if he was the one who took Mu Jinghua away?
First of all, that person must know some martial arts, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to break in without making any noise and he was completely unaware.
Secondly, this person probably knew Mu Jinghua, otherwise he would not have been able to break into Mu Jinghua’s room with such a clear purpose and take Mu Jinghua away.
In addition, this person must have planned this for a long time and must be familiar with the structure of the house.
It was a long-planned plan, so he must have been calm and unhurried, perhaps a little complacent, considering the kidnapping as a practical joke on him, or... as an after-dinner pastime.
After-dinner entertainment…Xu Shu couldn’t help but snorted coldly.
But if he was that guy, this after-dinner pastime would have to have a bit of excitement.
Should I climb over the highest wall, take the most difficult road, or carry Mu Jinghua?
Damn, carry his wife...
Once he catches him, he will cut the bastard into pieces.
But if this guy really carried Mu Jinghua, then the weight of two people would definitely leave deeper footprints on the ground. Looking for footprints...
Xu Shuwei took two steps back, made a simple sprint, and climbed over the wall in a swift movement.
Then he held the lamp and walked around the wall looking for footprints. After walking around for about half a circle, he finally found an obvious footprint.
Watching the footprints spreading into the distance, before Xu Shu could even smile, he saw an arrow embedded in the nearby wall with a piece of paper hanging on it.
Xu Shu tore off the note and opened it. The first thing he saw was the three big characters "Qiao Jianhong".
"Qiao Jianhong..." Xu Shu gritted his teeth and then looked down. "I'll take Mu Jinghua away and return it to you later. I promise it'll be intact."
mischief……
A total prank.
Xu Shu tore up the note in his hand, turned around and followed the footsteps.
His tracking ability had been well honed in the end times. After all, most of the people in the research institute were weak scholars, and not many of them knew how to fight. Those like him who had practiced a little since childhood were even rarer.
It can be said that Xu Shu's ability has been fully exercised in the research institute.
He quickly reached the end of the footsteps. The number of footsteps here suddenly increased and was very messy. Xu Shu held the lamp and searched for a while before he found Mu Jinghua's footprints.
However, he looked at the corpse with its eyes open and the bloodstains on the ground in front of the footprints and fell into deep thought.
As expected... am I being a bit too indulgent towards little Hibiscus?
Thinking of the time when Mu Jinghua was in a coma, Xiao Ran came to remind him - "Mu Jinghua, may be far more complicated than you think."
It was far more complicated than he had imagined.
Xu Shu sighed and stopped looking at the corpse on the ground. Instead, he looked around. Just as he turned around, he saw an inexplicable light appearing under the mound.
It's very much like the moonlight reflected in a mirror.
But most mirrors in this world are bulky and expensive.
Xu Shu didn't dare to think about it too much, and just rushed towards that place with all his strength.
But he seemed to be a step too late. When he arrived at the riverside, he only saw Chen Hu's body lying there.
The rushing river water made such a loud noise that he couldn't even concentrate on what was happening.
He remembered that Xiao Mujin once said that her father was washed away by the river, and he felt a pang of pain in his heart.
He must be afraid of water.
He must not be able to water...
But when Xu Shu looked at the river, he only saw the boundless river water flashing with dim phosphorescence, rolling eastward.
Xu Shu jumped in without thinking, and floated along the river for a while. Finally, he saw a figure. Xu Shu couldn't wait to call out, "Little Hibiscus!"
But the man shouted in a hoarse voice: "Xu Shu! Mu Jinghua, I can't find him."
It's Qiao Jianhong...
"Waste." Xu Shu cursed inwardly, walked around him and continued forward. However, Qiao Jianhong kept talking behind him, narrating what had happened.
Xu Shu had no intention of listening to this and just yelled at him, "Get lost."
Qiao Jianhong finally fell silent and struggled to swim towards Xu Shu. Xu Shu smelled the strong smell of blood and couldn't help but frowned: "Don't come here to make things worse."
Qiao Jianhong was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but mutter, "I'm sorry."
His voice was drowned out by the waves, and when he looked up again, Xu Shu was gone.
He suddenly hoped very much that Xu Shu was really the omnipotent Xu Shu in Mu Jinghua's eyes.
But how on earth can one search for a person who has sunk to the bottom of the river and whose life or death is unknown?
Qiao Jianhong had already lost all his strength, and the surface of the river beside him was dyed red by his blood, but he could not help looking around, trying to find any trace of Xu Shu or Mu Jinghua.
But suddenly, he heard a cold and hoarse voice coming from not far away. The familiar voice brought him back to Beijing in an instant, and he seemed to see the person who gently called him Aqiao again.
Bai Danchen...
He opened his mouth gently, instinctively wanting to answer the voice that wasn't calling him, but Xu Shu's anxious voice got ahead of him: "Mu Jinghua, don't be afraid!"
Qiao Jianhong smiled at himself and gently closed his eyes.
He had already lost him.
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The moment Xu Shu hugged Mu Jinghua, he felt that his whole body was terribly cold.
He didn't dare to waste even a quarter of an hour and immediately carried him up to the river bank.
In those few short minutes, Xu Shu unconsciously thought a lot.
He thought that it was fortunate that it was popular to enroll children in tutoring classes at that time, so he was able to learn to swim.
Thanks to the firefighter uncle who came to give lectures in elementary school and pointed him to the stage to learn first aid knowledge.
He also has to thank the end of the world. If it weren't for the harsh environment, he would never have been able to develop such strong psychological qualities and detective capabilities.
And those messy human experiments, otherwise it would be impossible for him, who had only learned to swim as an amateur, to carry little Hibiscus ashore in such a turbulent river.
He tried hard to recall the first aid knowledge he had learned at that time, and quickly checked whether there was any debris in Mu Jinghua's mouth, and kept patting his back.
He had long forgotten why he did this and could only move mechanically.
Mu Jinghua refused to open his eyes to look at him. Although Xu Shu could feel his weak breathing, he still couldn't help trembling.
There is no happiness for the dead.
With trembling hands, he unbuttoned Mu Jinghua's collar, and anything that might hinder his breathing was torn apart by his rough movements.
Then artificial respiration was started.
He was not unfamiliar with this lip, but it was never so cold.
Xu Shu felt as if he was falling, the world was spinning, and everything seemed to be moving away from him.
He no longer had the ability to accept the thought of any important person leaving him again, and the tragic scene before Xu Hua's death once again came into his mind.
He even began to feel dazed. The person lying motionless on the ground in front of him gradually overlapped with the Xu painting in his mind.
He seemed to be back in that dark basement, holding his patchwork remains...
Or maybe he never left that basement?
Maybe he had never come to ancient times and never met Mu Jinghua...
Maybe the person lying on the ground doesn't exist at all.
Perhaps everything was just as his psychiatrist said, he had suffered serious psychological trauma and might have hallucinations at any time because he wanted to escape reality.
But if it was an illusion, why couldn't it be what he wanted?
He wanted this to be his way.
"Mu Jinghua..."
"Mu Jinghua... wake up."
"Please, please..."