"So far, there's nothing," Tang Xun glanced at Ye Qiyun, who was wiping away her tears. The incident had hit her hard and rendered her fragile, "We don't know what their motives are, so we can't act rashly. All we can do is wait."
"Can't we call the police? Isn't that what they are for? To help the people in times like this?" Qin Yucen blurted out.
"The enemy is hidden, while we are in the open, so we cannot call the police now. Doing so would only startle the snake. If the other party is a lunatic at the end of their tether, then Qin Yurong would be in even greater danger," Tang Xun's face was also grim, with bloodshot eyes.
"Do we... do we just sit here and wait for death? Maybe Rongrong is being tortured right now. I can't imagine a frail woman being bullied by those kidnappers. I can't!" Qin Yucen felt a terrible blockage in her chest. With every breath, the air she drew into her lungs was sharp with pain.
