Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

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When she was about to reach Anderson, she said to him, “I’ll tell you the route for the remaining part, so you should also remember it. I’m afraid I might forget later if I get nervous.”

In the darkness, Anderson couldn’t see her face or her expression, and he didn’t have time to wonder.

He simply said, “Okay.”

Fair continued, “We’ve already covered more than half of the distance. Now, head 35 degrees southwest for 8 meters, then turn left and go 6 meters. Finally, continue south until the end. Go down from there, and you’ll be able to get out. Anderson, did you remember?”

In the darkness, Anderson replied, “I remembered.”

“Then you go ahead. I’m scared,” Fair said.

At that moment, they heard some commotion below them.

Anderson asked, “What’s happening down there? It doesn’t sound right.”

Fair hushed him, saying, “Let’s not worry about anything else. Anderson, from now on, let’s not talk to each other. You’ve memorized the route, you go ahead, and I’ll follow behind. Let’s not communicate anymore once I count to three to avoid being discovered. Three, two, one.”

After counting, silence filled the narrow ventilation duct.

Following the plan, Anderson crawled forward alone, believing that Fair was right behind him.

He never imagined that Fair didn’t follow him. Instead, she quietly went back and returned directly above the hall of the activity center.

Meanwhile, Anderson was getting farther away.

Fair heard the black-clad individuals below shouting, “We found something in the women’s restroom.”

“What’s going on?” another black-clad individual hurriedly asked, “Quick, tell me. If we can’t find that child, we’re doomed.”

“There seems to be something happening with the ventilation duct above the utility cabinet. It looks like it has been tampered with, but it’s only partially closed,” the black-clad individual said.

“Could it be a routine inspection?” someone asked.

At that moment, another black-clad individual rushed out of the women’s restroom and said, “It’s not an inspection. I found shoeprints. They really look like a child’s. There’s a child hiding in the ventilation duct. We need to catch him quickly.”

Fair heard everything clearly and knew that the black-clad individuals were targeting Anderson.

She absolutely couldn’t let them capture Anderson.

She increased her speed as she crawled back, leading the black-clad individuals farther away, making it less likely for Anderson to be discovered.

When she returned near the women’s restroom, she deliberately made some noise in the ventilation duct, exposing herself.

The black-clad individuals noticed and shouted, “I hear his voice! He’s in the ventilation duct. Damn, the duct is too narrow. I can’t get in. You’re thinner, go inside.”

Another black-clad individual was pushed into the ventilation duct and crawled forward. Finally, he caught the trembling Fair.

Fair had intentionally allowed herself to be captured.

As the black-clad individual pulled her out of the ventilation duct, she pretended to cry in fear.

“Help, help, don’t capture me!” she pretended to tremble in fear, her hair disheveled, and her face dirty.

The black-clad individual frowned. “Why is it a girl? The word ‘head’ meant a boy. What’s your name?”

Fair answered with a trembling voice, “My name is Fair. Sob, let me go, let me go. I want my mommy!”

Several black-clad individuals looked at each other. “No little boy, but there really is someone named Fair. Should we call the boss?”

Fair kept kicking her legs and crying. She deliberately irritated the black-clad individuals, wanting to distract their attention. This way, they would never know that there was someone else in the ventilation duct.

The black-clad individuals found Fair too noisy and threw her on the ground in the hall.

One of them quickly called Cloud.

After the call connected, the black-clad individual reported, “Boss, we didn’t find the little boy, but we did find a little girl named Fair. She hid in a tricky place, but we found her.”

Cloud remained silent for a moment on the phone. “Oh? They didn’t deceive me after all. That surprises me. Understood, continue with the original plan. Keep an eye on the remaining hostages.”

The black-clad individual asked, “What should we do with this girl named Fair?”

“Leave her be, she’s useless,” Cloud said and hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, Anderson kept crawling forward. Although he faintly heard some commotion, he couldn’t make out what they were saying. He had agreed with Fair not to talk to each other, so he continued on his own in the long period ofsilence. He had memorized the route and believed that Fair was not far behind him.

He crawled and crawled until he reached the end.

At that point, he saw a downward iron ladder in front of him. Anderson grabbed the railing and slowly descended. He felt a sense of excitement knowing that victory was within reach. With each narrow escape, he had become more seasoned.

As he approached the exit of the ventilation duct, Anderson felt puzzled. Fair should have reached the iron ladder by now. She was crawling too slowly.

Now that he was away from danger, Anderson decided to call out softly.

“Hey, where are you? You’re too slow. Hurry up.”

“Hey, where are you?”

“Can you hear me?”

He called out several times, but no one responded no matter how much he called.

Anderson became suspicious. Suddenly, he had a bad feeling. Could Fair have crawled in the wrong direction? It couldn’t be possible; her math skills were so good. Then, could something have happened to her?

He was startled.

His intuition told him to go back to the ventilation duct. That idiot must have encountered some trouble. He needed to save her.

But at that moment, the SWAT team sent by Luther had arrived at the entrance of the ventilation duct. One of them leaned in halfway and quickly grabbed hold of Anderson.

“Great, you’re safe,” the SWAT member said, holding Anderson tightly, protecting him.

Anderson struggled, saying, “There’s another girl, she hasn’t come out yet.”

The SWAT member held onto Anderson firmly, preventing him from struggling, and handed him over to another SWAT member behind him.

“You take him back first. Ensure his safety. I’ll wait here for the other little girl,” the SWAT member said.

The other SWAT member understood and quickly took Anderson away.

Anderson exclaimed, “No, I want to stay here. I want to wait for her.”

The SWAT member covered Anderson’s mouth. “Don’t make a fuss, kid. It’s dangerous. Don’t attract attention from the surroundings. It’s a matter of life and death. Leave it to us here, don’t worry. We’ll save her.”

With that, the other SWAT member held Anderson tightly, crouched down, and quietly left the perimeter of the activity center, heading towards Luther and Joyce’s location.