Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 577

Chapter 577: Chapter 577

When Ren Qian said that she was brought here because she gave directions, Yang Fan also found it somewhat inconceivable.

He couldn’t think of what means the other party had used to bring Ren Qian here.

Deep anger hid in Ren Qian’s eyes as she bit her lip and said, "The person who asked me for directions that day looked like a bright, youthful college student. He said he was here looking for a job but couldn’t find the address after searching for a while, so he asked me for help. He handed me a note with an address on it."

"I glanced at it, and realized the place was on a different street, so I told him how to get there. He then said he already missed his appointment time, and asked me to explain in more detail. I didn’t think of anything else and just described it to him very carefully."

"While I was talking, I completely ignored the fact that I was still holding that note in my hand. In just about three or four minutes, I suddenly felt extremely dizzy. The boy supported me and asked with concern what was wrong. I thought my blood sugar was low and started rummaging through my bag for my chocolate, but before I could get it, I had already lost consciousness."

"Next thing I knew, I was here. When I opened my eyes, I found my clothes were gone, lights were shining down on me, several cameras were recording me across from me, and someone was on top of me... with about seven or eight other men standing in line."

"In that instant, my world collapsed. I struggled with all my might, but it was useless..."

Right now, Yang Fan was eager to hear about anything related to Bi Gang.

If all Ren Qian did was tell these stories, they would surely still be able to leave, but it also gave Bi Gang room to maneuver and transfer.

However, Yang Fan wasn’t in a rush to prod her.

Better to wait until she finished talking first.

Ren Qian gave a self-deprecating laugh and continued, "My resistance, unsurprisingly, was met with a brutal beating. They still overpowered me. I later found out that the person on top of me when I woke up was the boss here, the same bastard who ordered my abduction, his name is Bi Gang."

"That bastard told me that as long as I obediently became his ’little dog’, not only would he give me my freedom, but he’d also offer me wealth I could never earn in a lifetime as a teacher. I agreed, and then behaved as obediently as a little dog."

"It’s not that I enjoyed being a dog; after that beating and electrocution, I realized that resisting would only lead to more severe harm. I needed to leverage my feminine advantage, so he wouldn’t dare hurt me seriously, giving me a chance to get out."

"But Bi Gang didn’t trust me that much. In the following time, he refrained from letting others touch me. Instead, he treated me as his forbidden fruit, always taking his turn and then forcing me to film those things."

"However, I feel that he wasn’t doing it to make videos, but rather to record his own ’trophies’ while messing with me."

Yang Fan’s brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn’t help but interject, "Isn’t Bi Gang into men?"

"I didn’t know he had such tastes; we’ve never seen that. He should like women," Ren Qian replied.

Yang Fan felt that statement was probably a smokescreen Bi Gang had thrown out.

Perhaps it was also a tactic Bi Gang used to deceive other women.

After all, being paid without being touched, just for a namesake, still had its allure for some women.

"Tell me the details of what you’ve been through," Yang Fan said.

Ren Qian nodded and then recounted everything that had happened to her here, as well as everything she had seen, leaving no stone unturned.

It took nearly half an hour for Yang Fan to record the video.

Old Zhou had already finished.

"Hang in there a bit longer, you’ll soon be free!" Yang Fan said to Ren Qian.

"Thank you, I’ll wait for your good news." Ren Qian’s eyes brimmed with tears as she pursed her lips and smiled.

Yang Fan nodded, then returned with Old Zhou along the same path. After carefully exiting the underground room, Yang Fan, fearing the night might bring more troubles, immediately sent the video he had recorded to Xiang Xue Ting.

"You can cover up where this thing came from, right? This is absolute proof that will nail that little bastard!"

Xiang Xue Ting did not reply to the message.

Yang Fan glanced at the time, 3:20 in the morning.

Well, he must have been asleep by now.

Pocketing his phone, Yang Fan and Old Zhou together reset the floorboard of the basement to its original position, and erased any trace of their presence, before they left Bi Gang’s villa by the same route, climbing down from the third floor.

"Did you send the message?" Old Zhou stashed away the rope and whispered to Yang Fan.

"I did, but the guy is asleep. Wait for me to make a call," Yang Fan said gravely.

They couldn’t afford to delay this matter. If Bi Gang were released unharmed without a hitch, he would certainly discover that they had forcibly broken into the basement. By then, the evidence would vanish in the blink of an eye, losing all its significance.

After calling three times, Yang Fan finally got through to Xiang Xue Ting.

"What do you want bothering me late at night, got lonely? I’ll give you an address; come over by yourself," Xiang Xue Ting murmured groggily.

Old Zhou, who was craning his neck to listen, gave Yang Fan a thumbs-up and mouthed "awesome."

Yang Fan felt a bit embarrassed and cleared his throat before saying, "Wake up and have a look at what I sent you. Don’t ask where this stuff came from. I think it should be fine."

"Hurry up. I’m worried that any play for an hour or two could risk losing these pieces of evidence."

"Evidence?!" Xiang Xue Ting’s voice suddenly grew more alert, "Don’t hang up, let me look at it first."

About four or five minutes later, Xiang Xue Ting’s voice came through again, "Where did you get these things? Yes, yes, yes, that’s not important. Don’t hurry to leave. Look out for your own safety, find somewhere discreet nearby to wait, I’m applying for an operation right now, police will be dispatched immediately."

"What’s there to apply for, hurry up and lock down the evidence first!" Yang Fan yelled.

"I’m not making a written application. I’ll just report to the supervisor; it won’t waste time," Xiang Xue Ting responded, "Little Fanzi, you did great this time. Once this case is closed, you name your reward and I’ll make sure you get it, plenty of it, have free rein."

"Just not a little banner, okay? Remember, you said this yourself, no backing out!" Yang Fan said joyfully. This was quite an enticing offer. He liked having free rein.

"Don’t worry, am I that kind of person? Of course, it’ll be whatever you ask—lift a leg, I’ll lift it, open my mouth, I’ll open it," Xiang Xue Ting said with a laugh, "All right, don’t hang up the phone. I’m already out the door, it will take just a few minutes to get there."

"And remember, be very careful about your own safety."