Chapter 89 She got into Song Lihan’s car
"She got into Song Lihan's car!"
Seeing that Nan Yu hadn't stopped pressing the button, An Ru quickly spoke out loudly.
Nan Yu paused, "Are you sure?"
An Ru nodded vigorously. "When I escaped earlier, I happened to see Song Lihan get out of the car, force the red-haired woman into the car, and leave here."
Nan Yu lowered her eyes, feeling even more uneasy.
Seeing that the danger was over, Anjou breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at her profile, he suddenly felt as if he had seen her somewhere before. There was a sense of familiarity as an old friend.
Suddenly, Nan Yu threw the gun back into her arms and said calmly, "There is only one bullet left. If you use it on me, you won't be able to take revenge."
Anjou was stunned and asked reflexively: "How do you know there is only one bullet?"
Nan Yu smiled but said nothing.
He turned around, jumped off the wall, and went straight to the Song family to find Song Yingqing.
But Anjou followed her.
Nan Yu noticed and turned to look at her, "Why are you following me?"
Anjou stood there and licked his cracked lips. "I have a car. I'll take you there."
Nan Yu narrowed her eyes and did not agree immediately.
Anjou bit her lower lip and said awkwardly, "Since you didn't send me to the police station just now, I'll take this as a thank you."
Nan Yu saw that she was not lying and nodded, "Thank you."
Anju led her five hundred meters out of the factory and got into a black car without a license plate, which was the same car that took Jiang Feishun and the others away before.
Nan Yu hesitated for a moment, but thinking of Song Yingqing's safety, she resolutely got into the car.
After getting in the car, Anjou, who was driving, suddenly spoke.
"You could have sent me to the police station just now, why did you let me go?"
And give her the gun back.
Nan Yu turned her head and looked at her, her expression becoming serious.
"Ten years ago, there was a master worker named An in the factory. He had a 14-year-old daughter. In that fire, he died in the flames trying to save other colleagues."
"And his daughter saw him in the fire and rushed into the flames to save him, regardless of her own safety."
Tears welled up in Anjou's eyes, as if she saw what happened in the past.
She continued what Nan Yu said.
"Before I could run in, there was an explosion. My father was reduced to ashes in the fire, and my left eye was also gone."
After saying that, she took off the black eye mask with one hand, revealing the scarred left eye that could never be opened again.
Nan Yu looked at the left eye and suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart. She couldn't help but speak.
"I remember that Nan Luzhi paid a lot of money to the families of the deceased. Didn't you use that money to start over?"
Anjou put the blindfold back on, revealing a look full of hatred, looked at the road ahead, and drove the car.
"That's all fake. He never paid a penny in compensation. Instead, he forced us, the relatives of the deceased, not to reveal it, otherwise he would kill us all!"
"I refused to agree, so he wanted to kill me to silence me. I escaped from the hospital that night and became a homeless person ever since."
Nan Yu thought of the signs of long-term living in the previous room.
"So you've been living in this factory secretly since no one came here?"
Anjou nodded, "Yes."
Nan Yu looked at Anjou, who had dark skin and determined eyes, and then at her rough hands. She could imagine how difficult her life had been in the past ten years.
As if noticing her gaze, Anju suddenly smiled and said, "You don't have to pity me. The one who should pity is Nanluzhi, because sooner or later I will destroy his family!"