In the small town, after staking out for a whole night, Jin Ruizhi really wanted to recite a poem:
Bright moonlight before the window, the mosquitoes are putting on a show.
Spring slumber unaware of the dawn, bitten by mosquitoes on and on.
For the entire night, he alone was favored by the mosquitoes.
On his face, ears, arms, and ankles, there were red bumps everywhere.
Growing up, it was the first time he had received so many red bumps.
More than the red envelopes he received during the New Year.
Fortunately, his night of hard work was not in vain. At dawn, Jin Ruizhi finally spotted that bastard, Jian Shuibing.
Damn it. The moment he saw this lowlife, Jin Ruizhi had the urge to rush up and blow the guy's head off.
Remembering Qin Yuhe's words, he suppressed the urge and immediately reported the news to Qin Yuhe.
Qin Yuhe's reply came quickly: [Arrange for someone to go into the casino and yell that the police are here]
If they waited for Jian Shuibing to walk out of the casino on his own, it could take anywhere from a day and a night to eight days and eight nights. Who had the time to waste on him?
Jin Ruizhi reached out and grabbed one of The Greasy Guys, following Qin Yuhe's instructions, and told him to go to the casino to yell that the police were there.
Soon, Jin Ruizhi saw Jian Shuibing scurry out shiftily, like a rat fleeing the light.
Jin Ruizhi tailed him all the way.
And constantly reported Jian Shuibing's whereabouts to Qin Yuhe.
Terrified of being caught by the police, Jian Shuibing hurried back to his hiding place.
Always happy to help, Jin Ruizhi kindly arranged for one of The Greasy Guys to give Jian Shuibing a ride.
Chug-chug-chug-chug...
One of The Greasy Guys drove a tractor past Jian Shuibing and asked enthusiastically, Hey buddy, need a lift?
Being the kind of person who loved taking advantage of others, Jian Shuibing immediately replied, Yes.
With a free tractor ride, Jian Shuibing felt like he had scored a huge bargain.
The Greasy Guys drove forward, keeping Jin Ruizhi's instructions firmly in mind. He aimed for every ditch he could find and slammed on the gas whenever he hit one.
Jian Shuibing's butt was bounced high into the air, only to slam back down heavily.
His hemorrhoids were jolted out.
His balls were about to burst from the bouncing.
Let me off! Let me off! I want to get off! I don't want this free ride anymore! I want to get off!
The Greasy Guys treated his words like a passing wind and continued driving wildly forward.
Sitting on the tractor, Jian Shuibing wailed and howled, crying his eyes out.
By the time he finally got off the tractor, Jian Shuibing was only half-alive.
He sat by the side of the road to recover for a good while. Only after his internal organs settled back into place did Jian Shuibing straighten up and continue walking.
Jin Ruizhi followed Jian Shuibing, twisting and turning along the path into the mountains.
Jian Shuibing's footsteps stopped in front of a wooden cabin.
He looked around warily before pushing the door open and walking inside.
Jin Ruizhi stepped out from behind a large tree and immediately sent his location to Qin Yuhe.
He took a picture of the wooden cabin and sent it to Qin Yuhe.
[Mr. Qin, I suspect Jian Yiyi is being held captive in this cabin.]
In fact, Jian Yiyi was indeed being held captive in this cabin.
Inside the wooden cabin, Jian Yiyi's feet were shackled with an iron chain. Her face was haggard, her hair was a mess, and her porcelain-white face was covered in tears.
Jian Shuibing: What are you crying for? Crying and whining all day long. I just locked you up here, it's not like I'm abusing you.
Jian Yiyi pleaded with him: Dad, let's go back to Jingbei. Grandma is left all alone in Jingbei. I'm worried about her, I want to go back and see her.
Jian Shuibing stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Jian Yiyi sitting on the floor: What do you want to go back to Jingbei for? To hook up with some rich family's young master? Hoping to fly up a branch and marry into a wealthy family?
He cursed her with vicious words: Learning to seduce men at such a young age, what a cheap tramp.
Jian Yiyi's eyes were filled with shock. She could not believe why her own father would use such humiliating words to curse his daughter.
He was her father, how could he curse her like this.
Dad, you can't curse your own daughter like this!
Jian Shuibing chuckled, then said: Calling me Dad every single day, you really think I'm your father.
Jian Yiyi was even more shocked: What do you mean by that?
Jian Shuibing: Let me tell you the truth. I am not your father at all. I stole you. Back then, when you were out playing with your grandmother, I saw how pretty you were, so I snatched you away.
He stared at her with a sinister look and said: The reason I stole you back then was to raise you up and make you my wife.
