62: Chapter 62 Act Bigger, He Will Really Be Out of Breath
62 -62 Act Bigger, He Will Really Be Out of Breath
Hearing Gu Xiyue’s question, Gu Huaijin’s hand that was clutching the cigarette tightened, and he kept silent for a few seconds before finally speaking, “You knew she was in there?”
Gu Xiyue responded faintly with a hum and, saying this, took a step forward to try and push the door to room 812.
“She didn’t return to the Gu Family’s place,” Gu Huaijin instantly added.
At those words, Gu Xiyue’s motion to push the door paused momentarily.
“Aunt Tang told me, she’s just visiting Yan City and will leave after three days, she won’t return to Hai City,” Gu Huaijin added another sentence.
Hearing Gu Huaijin’s words, Gu Xiyue understood.
He was worried about her giving Gu Zhiqi trouble.
“I’m looking for her, not for that reason,” Gu Xiyue said mildly, gaze slightly lowered, then continued to push the door.
The door was locked and did not budge.
Gu Huaijin wanted to say something more when Gu Xiyue had already stepped back two paces and kicked towards the room’s door.
The door was kicked open.
Gu Huaijin was stunned for a moment, and by the time he snapped back to reality, Gu Xiyue had already stepped into the room.
Seeing this, Gu Huaijin promptly followed in step.
Upon entering the room, a strong scent of blood assaulted their nostrils.
Gu Huaijin felt a clench in his heart and immediately hastened his steps.
He was two steps slower than Gu Xiyue, but almost at the same time, both saw the scene inside the bedroom.
The room was in disarray, clutter scattered all around, and on the floor lay a boy wearing a mask, with purple-dyed hair, covered in blood.
Gu Huaijin’s pupils constricted slightly and looked around, not finding the familiar figure, “Gu Zhiqi?”
Gu Xiyue, hearing the panic in his tone, stiffened slightly.
“Boss, how’s Xiao Jiang?
Is he still breathing?” The voice of 007 came through the earpiece.
At the question, Gu Xiyue immediately crouched down to check Jiang Qi’s breathing.
The hotel room was only so big; Gu Huaijin had searched the entire hotel room and still couldn’t find Gu Zhiqi.
He took out his phone from his pocket, intending to call Gu Zhiqi and then remembered that she had changed her contact information after leaving Hai City.
Having no choice, he returned to the room to look at the man checking Jiang Qi’s breathing, “How is it?
Can you wake him up?”
Right now, it seemed only this unconscious boy knew Gu Zhiqi’s whereabouts.
As Gu Huaijin asked his questions, 007 also posed the same inquiry.
“He’s still breathing.”
Gu Xiyue replied faintly, a response to both 007 and Gu Huaijin.
Upon hearing this, Gu Huaijin immediately crouched down and reached out to shake Jiang Qi, “Wake up, come on, wake up.”
“If you shake him any harder, he really won’t be breathing anymore.”
Hearing this, Gu Huaijin silently withdrew his hand and allowed Jiang Qi to lie back down on the ground, then he went to make a phone call on the hotel’s balcony.
“Aunt Tang, it’s me.”
“I’m sorry to disturb you so late, but could I trouble you to send me Gu Zhiqi’s new number.”
“Only a WeChat account?”
“Alright, then please, thank you.”
After the call, Gu Huaijin immediately added Gu Zhiqi on WeChat, but there was no approval on the other side.
Gu Huaijin’s brow furrowed slightly in unease.
Walking back into the room from the balcony, he saw Gu Xiyue administering acupuncture to the boy on the floor, and his steps faltered again.
“Cough cough…” Before Gu Huaijin could finish, the person lying on the ground coughed twice, slowly coming to.
Seeing this, Gu Huaijin no longer cared to ask if Gu Xiyue knew medical skills, taking several large strides to Jiang Qi, grabbing his collar in one motion, “Where’s Gu Zhiqi?
What have you done to her?”