Chapter Five Each with Their Own Agenda
"Oh? Can you then unlock my handcuffs? I'd like to eat something." Christina's eyes fluttered, her face revealing a hint of distrust, but she didn't dare show any disobedient attitude, only saying ambiguously.
"Hmm... Alright, this way I'll feel at ease, and you can rest assured too." Zhou Shaoming scratched his head, he didn't dare to truly unlock the handcuffs, only opening one side, which clamped onto his own hand with a click.
Christina rubbed her slightly swollen wrist, and her beautiful eyes swept over Zhou Shaoming's face like autumn water. She picked up the bread and started eating it hastily.
Christina, who had gone hungry for almost a day, was desperately stuffing bread into her mouth and soon found herself choking on the crumbs, coughing uncontrollably with her head hung low.
"Slow down, don't rush, come on, have some milk!" Zhou Shaoming patted Christina's back in a friendly manner and handed her the milk.
With one breath, Christina finished the milk in her cup and finally caught her breath. She looked at Zhou Shaoming, for a moment really couldn't understand how yesterday's fierce and evil guy who was like a pervert had become so gentlemanly.
Maybe he's plotting something sinister! Kristina thought to herself, racking her brains for a way out. Now she was thinking of how to escape from this guy's clutches and call the police, determined to make this black-haired yellow-skinned man pay!
Zhou Shaoming may not know what Christina is thinking in her heart now, but she looked at her for half a day and didn't know what to do. She casually opened the drawer of the bedside cabinet and thought about finding something like a book to pass the time.
A shiny black handgun caught his eye, a 1911 Special bat Gover model.
The appearance of the gun startled both Zhou Shaoming and Kristina, Zhou Shaoming hastily closed the drawer, awkwardly glanced at Kristina who had her mouth agape but didn't dare make a sound, rubbed his head, then opened the drawer again, took out the gun and put it in his pants pocket.
Don't let this little girl take advantage of me when I'm asleep at night, pull out a gun and shoot me, it's still safer for me to bring it with me. Zhou Shaoming thought without malice.
"This guy has a gun! I'd better be honest, at least for now, and not make any sudden moves. As long as he doesn't do anything out of line, I'll try to follow his words. Otherwise, if he gets angry, what if he really shoots me? Kristina's face turned pale as she thought this, her eyes filled with fear as she looked at Zhou Shaoming."
The two of them thought to themselves with ulterior motives, staring at each other with wide eyes until Kristina awkwardly opened her mouth and then closed it again, her pale blue eyes revealing endless implications.
Zhou Shaoming looked somewhat amused, while Christina was obviously eager to speak, with an expression that said "ask me, ask me", and a pained look on her face, not wanting to make things bigger than they had to be. He nodded understandingly and asked: "What do you want? Speak up, as long as I can do it, I'll try my best to satisfy you."
Christina let out a sigh of relief, the sweet scent of the girl wafting up to his face, making Zhou Shaoming feel a little itchy.
"Please, kidnapper, please let me go to the bathroom, thank you, thank you." Christina begged, her eyes filled with unbearable discomfort.
"Oh, okay, fine! Come on, over here." Zhou Shaoming was a bit speechless, he hadn't expected Christina to make such a request, but it wasn't surprising either. Christina had been trapped here for almost an entire day and was already at her wit's end.
This little girl's memory is really big! Zhou Shaoming thought with some ill intentions, but he still didn't open the handcuffs. Instead, he pulled Kristina to the bathroom.
Wow, what a huge bathroom, at least twenty square meters, everything is decorated with gold and jade.
Golden faucets, high-end crystal lamps, a fully automatic massage bathtub that can accommodate three people at the same time, it's obviously high-end goods, even the bathroom is equipped with an oversized TV!
Zhou Shaoming suddenly realized that the life of capitalist billionaires is indeed a corrupt and degenerate one!
"You, aren't you going out?" Kristina opened her eyes wide and said in surprise, staring at Zhou Shaoming who was looking around.
"Ah! I'm going out? Christina, sorry, I'm afraid you'll run... You know!" Zhou Shaoming habitually touched his head, sweating profusely as he explained.
Christina glanced at Zhou Shaoming's bulging pants pocket and said reluctantly, "Mr. kidnapper, are you going to watch me go to the bathroom?"
"I absolutely don't want to take advantage! I turned around, absolutely not peeking! Please rest assured!" Zhou Shaoming hastily turned around, with his back facing Kirsten, the two hands that were tied together stretched out for a long time.
I was truly defeated by this despicable guy! Kristina thought resentfully, with an increasingly strong will that made her not waste any more time, she couldn't tolerate it anymore!
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The two of them lay side by side on the wide bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, both with a tangled mess of worries, sighing from time to time.
Zhou Shaoming sighed that he was just an ordinary person, although he dreamed of being a real director, but how much weight he had was a matter of heart and gut, how could he make a movie with a box office of 50 million US dollars, and there was still a bomb buried at home that would explode at any time, although this bomb was so lovely and beautiful.
While Christina thought of the big teddy bear at home, thought of her father and mother's warm arms, thought that she didn't know if she could see tomorrow's sun, her tender heart couldn't help but tighten, endless fear made it impossible for her to close her beautiful eyes.
Like countless horror movies, a killer emerges from the darkness one by one, grinning at himself.
As if feeling the chill, Christina turned around, her hands clasped tightly around her chest, holding herself in a pitifully tight embrace, anxiously clutching at her sleeves as if that would make her safer.
Tears of a broken string, one by one dripping down, wetting the pillow.
Tighter and tighter the clothes were pulled, Zhou Shaoming's hands were also handcuffed and pulled over, falling on his own body, making Kristina even more tense and a chill ran down her spine.
Zhou Shaoming couldn't sleep anymore, too many things had happened in this short half day, he had to find someone to talk to.
"Hey, Christina, are you asleep?" Zhou Shaoming asked tentatively, the entire room was pitch black with all the lights turned off, making his voice tremble slightly.
"No, nothing." came Kristina's panicked reply out of the darkness, as delicate as a lily in the night wind, and just as likely to be blown away at any moment.
"Oh, I just wanted to talk to you, if you can't sleep, then accompany me for a while." Zhou Shaoming said with some sadness, feeling the stiffness of the girl's body beside him.
"You, you say it, I'm listening." Kristen didn't dare refuse, and that black 1911 handgun suddenly appeared in her mind, making her clutch the clothes on her chest even tighter.
"It's been so long, you don't even know my name, do you? My name is Zhou Shaoming, Smith Zhou. I'm Chinese, an orphan, adopted by the Smiths 10 years ago and brought to America."
"Oh no! God, I didn't hear anything, didn't hear!" Christina covered her ears and dared not listen, fearing that this was Zhou Shaoming's confession before killing.
"Don't worry, didn't I say so? I really don't have any ill intentions towards you anymore." Zhou Shaoming paused for a moment before continuing: "Kristina, what are your dreams?"
"This topic finally resonated with Christina: "Yes, I have dreams. I want to be a movie star, leave my handprints and footprints forever on the Walk of Fame, just like my idol."
What Christina said was very sincere, and she also wanted to use her words to move the kidnapper Zhou Shaoming, so that her situation would be slightly better.
