YM778.TV Chapter 169 Held Hostage
Chapter 169 Held Hostage
Yin Tao\'s gaze was constantly searching through these books. Meng Heng seemed to be a little bored and asked Feng Jing with a smile, "Officer Feng, are we done with this room? There are only four floors here and there\'s no other place."
Although Feng Jing was a little unwilling, he still didn\'t notice any abnormality in the room. Just as he was feeling at a loss, he suddenly heard Yin Tao say, "Mr. Meng, the thickest book in the third row of the bookshelf, the one on paintings, it looks very good. May I take a look?"
As soon as Yin Tao said this, Meng Heng subconsciously frowned. Then, he flatly rejected, "Everyone, hurry up and search. I still have something to do later. It won\'t be good if I\'m delayed."
Feng Jing noticed the book that Yin Tao was referring to and also looked at it. Although the book was not eye-catching, Meng Heng\'s attitude was a little strange. He didn\'t seem like the type to turn people down. There must be a reason for him to do this.
Feng Jing didn\'t bother about Meng Heng and walked towards the book. He reached out and tried to pull the book out.
The moment Feng Jing did this, Meng Heng practically rushed to Yin Tao\'s side at the same time. Before anyone could react, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.
As Feng Jing slowly moved the book, the innermost wall of the study room shook slightly. A dark room was revealed in front of everyone. At the same time, Yin Tao was also firmly held by Meng Heng from behind.
"Don\'t move, or I\'ll kill her immediately!" A bright switchblade suddenly appeared in Meng Heng\'s hand and he pressed it against Yin Tao\'s neck.
"Meng Heng, what are you trying to do? Don\'t be impulsive." While Feng Jing tried to pacify Meng Heng, he inadvertently put his left hand on the gun at his waist.
"What am I trying to do?" Meng Heng\'s face was now contorted. He was no longer as gentlemanly as before. Instead, he became a little ferocious and terrifying.
"You made me do this!" Meng Heng tightened his grip on the knife in his hand and asked Yin Tao, "How did you tell that there was something wrong with the book?"
Yin Tao was tightly restrained in Meng Heng\'s arms, and there was a knife pressed against her neck. She had no way of fighting back.
"I had this perfectly concealed. How could you have spotted this?!" Meng Heng was on the verge of breaking down. The cold blade slashed Yin Tao\'s neck, and blood started seeping out. "Say something! How did you see through it?!"
Feng Jing seized the chance to take a few steps forward while Meng Heng was questioning Yin Tao agitatedly. However, Meng Heng was alert and he suddenly retreated to the window. Meng Heng pushed open the window with his hand that was not holding the knife and said with a smile, "If you dare to take another step forward, I will jump down with her. Although this place is not high, it is enough to cripple her. Moreover, I will definitely kill her before I jump down!"
Yin Tao could feel the wind behind her. If she was pulled by Meng Heng off the building, the probability of her survival wouldn\'t be high.
"Calm down." Yin Tao\'s voice was very soft. Although her body was trembling, she was still trying her best to remain calm. "The reason why I can tell that there\'s something wrong with that book is because you said that you have OCD. A person with OCD won\'t put different types of books together. That book on paintings is sticking out like a sore thumb amidst a row of medical books."
Yin Tao spoke very slowly, as if she was deliberately stalling for time.
"Hahahaha." Meng Heng\'s laughter was a little ear-piercing. At this moment, he was no longer the gentlemanly Dr Meng from the aesthetics hospital. Instead, he was like a complete maniac. "I see. You\'re very smart, but unfortunately, you don\'t have long to live…"
"Meng Heng, if you are willing to cooperate with the investigation, I will try my best to fight for leniency for you. You can\'t continue making more mistakes." Feng Jing\'s eyes were fixed on Yin Tao. The other police officers behind him were also on standby. If Feng Jing gave the order, everyone would shoot Meng Heng without hesitation.
"Leniency?" Meng Heng laughed bitterly and said to Feng Jing slowly, "If I told you that I killed them, would you be willing to let me go?"
"Who did you kill?" Feng Jing was very willing to let Meng Heng talk. At least for now, he was prepared to die.
"Li Ting, Zhao Ru, Song Yi, Yang Ying, Zhang Rui…" Meng Heng read out these names coldly without flinching. "This young female police officer might also be included."