chapter11：little Tom

Just as he was about to reach the top of the wall.

he suddenly heard a burst of footsteps approaching.

His heart leaped into his throat. He knew that if he was discovered.

he would be doomed.

He stopped on the wall.

Not daring to move a muscle or even breathe.

Fortunately, the footsteps just passed by without noticing him.

Tom let out a sigh of relief and continued to climb over the wall cautiously.

The moment his feet touched the ground, he felt a sense of freedom like never before, but at the same time.

He was filled with fear of the unknown.

He followed the clues given to him by Amy and walked in the direction where the mysterious organization might be.

He knew that there could be numerous dangers ahead, but he had no way out.

Tom walked along the dark street.

And everything around seemed so eerie.

He was on high alert all the time, fearing that someone might jump out from a corner suddenly.

The image of the injured woman kept flashing in his mind, as well as the man in the long black trench coat.

He was determined to find the truth, not only for himself but also for that innocent woman.

Suddenly, he saw an abandoned warehouse ahead.

The door of the warehouse was half - open, and a faint ray of light seeped out from inside.

His heart skipped a beat.

He thought this warehouse was very suspicious.

He quietly approached the warehouse, hid behind a large box, and peeked inside.

He saw several people huddled together in the warehouse, whispering something.

One of them was wearing a long black trench coat and a hat, exactly the same as the suspicious man described by Amy.

Tom's heart began to race. He knew that he might have found a crucial clue.

He carefully took out his mobile phone and wanted to take a picture of this scene.

Just as he pressed the shooting button, he accidentally knocked over a small bottle beside him, and the bottle made a slight noise.

The people in the warehouse immediately became alert when they heard the sound.

The man in the long black trench coat shouted loudly, "Who? Come out!" Tom knew that he had been discovered.

He was flustered. But he knew that he couldn't run away at this time.

Once he ran, all his previous efforts would be in vain. He took a deep breath, stood up from behind the box, and pretended to be calm as he said, "Who are you? Why are you doing such evil things here?"

Those people were stunned when they saw Tom, and then they burst into laughter.

The man in the long black trench coat sneered and said, "Kid, you're quite brave.

But you've come to the wrong place today. Since you've seen something you shouldn't have, don't expect to get out alive."

Tom was extremely frightened in his heart, but he still forced himself to be calm and said, "Do you think you can cover up everything?

I've already taken pictures of you. You can't escape."

The man in the long black trench coat said disdainfully, "So what if you've taken pictures? Today is your death day."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and several people beside him surrounded Tom.

Tom knew that he had to find a way to escape.

His eyes darted around, looking for a possible exit.

Suddenly, he saw a small window on the wall of the warehouse.

An idea came to his mind.

He rushed towards one person, pretending to fight with him, and then when that person was caught off GUARD.

He suddenly turned around and ran towards the window

Those people were a little flustered by his sudden move and didn't react for a while.

Tom ran to the window, jumped up hard, grabbed the edge of the window, and then climbed up desperately.

When those people reacted, they chased after him.

Just as Tom was about to climb up the window successfully, suddenly, a hand grabbed his foot tightly like a pair of iron tongs.

Tom was shocked and looked down.

It was the man in the long black trench coat. Tom didn't have time to think.

The instinct of survival made him use all his strength and kicked hard. With this kick,

He finally broke free from the grip of that hand, and then without hesitation and regardless of everything, he climbed out of the window.

"Bang!" Tom fell heavily to the ground.

The intense pain caused by the collision between his body and the ground spread throughout his body instantly, but at this time,

He didn't have time to care about it at all. He endured the pain, got up quickly using his hands and feet, and ran like crazy towards the distance.

Those people chased after him closely, shouting hoarsely while chasing, "Don't let him run away!"

Tom ran wildly in the dark street.

His mind was blank, and there was only one thought in his heart and mind - he must get rid of the pursuers behind him.

He just kept running and running.

He didn't know how long he had run until he ran into a dead - end warehouse in a panic. Only then did he realize that he had no way to escape.

He leaned against the wall in despair, gasping for breath, and stared fixedly at those people slowly surrounding him.

At this critical moment, Tom held his breath and, relying on his memory, quietly dialed the woman's phone number again.

His voice trembled slightly because of nervousness and fear, "I'm Tom. I... I'm being chased by a serial killer.

I'm hiding in an abandoned warehouse now. He... He will find me soon..." Tom didn't know whether the strange woman would come to save him.

His hand seemed to be tightly grasping the last chance of survival as he held the mobile phone.

The mobile phone was like the only barrier to prevent death from approaching him.

His eyes were fixed on the phone screen, his ears nervously catching even the slightest movement around him, and his heart kept praying for the rescue to come quickly.

However, at this moment, time seemed extremely cruel

There was no sign of rescue yet, but the man in the long black trench coat was already approaching him slowly like the God of Death, each step seemingly stomping heavily on Tom's heart.

Soon, Tom was forced into the corner of the warehouse.

His back was tightly pressed against the ice - cold wall, like a small beast driven into a desperate situation by a hunter.

He could do nothing but stare in horror. He watched the other party slowly raise the gleaming knife without haste.

The blade flickered with the dim light of death.

Tom's eyes followed the movement of the knife.

When he saw the knife stabbing straight at his hear.

his whole world seemed to stop turning at that instant.

At that moment, Tom's heart seemed to be violently impacted by a torrent of countless emotions at the same time.

Surprise was like a surging wave, completely submerging his reason.

He couldn't figure out why he had suffered such misfortune, why this killer wanted to harm him so brutally;

Trembling spread from the depths of his soul, and his body trembled violently involuntarily.

This was the instinctive fear of death;

Despair was like a heavy black curtain,

covering all his hopes. He knew that he might die in such a muddled way.

Tears gushed out of his eyes uncontrollably.

It was his last reluctance and unwillingness to this world.

He shook his head desperately and asked in a voice so weak that it was almost swallowed by the surrounding silence, "Why you? Why?" But he didn't get any response.

Only the knife was coldly and ruthlessly stabbing towards his heart....

Amy, who was on the bus going to the party villa, was already in a somewhat heavy and confused mood because of her previous experiences.

Her eyes looked out of the window at the constantly flashing scenery, but her thoughts were running wild in her mind like a runaway horse.

Amy was searching for news about 17 years ago on Google.

Suddenly, a piece of news popped up like a bolt from the blue: "A 17 - year - old suspect juvenile escaped from prison and was attacked by gangsters.

He is currently in a coma and being treated.

It may lead to a lifetime of being a vegetable or losing normal intelligence in the brain..." Amy's hand trembled violently, and her mobile phone slipped from her hand with a "snap" and fell to the ground.

She stared at her mobile phone as if she couldn't believe what she had seen.

Her heart was filled with shock, guilt, and worry. She was shocked that Tom had encountered such misfortune

so suddenly, guilty that she hadn't protected him better, and worried that his future would become extremely miserable because of this incident.

Just then, the bus slowly drove into the tunnel. Darkness engulfed the bus like a tide, and in this darkness, a wonderful and mysterious feeling quietly spread.

Two time - spaces seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and slowly merged again.

Little Tom, carrying his drawing board, was sitting in the car on his way home from his relatives' house.

His mood was quite good.

After all, he had had an interesting time at his relatives' house and had drawn a lot of works that satisfied him.

When he sat down in his seat, he looked forward inadvertently and was stunned instantly.

He saw Amy sitting in the front row, the figure that had appeared in his mind countless times.

Little Tom's heart was like being grabbed by an invisible big hand and then punched hard.

An indescribable excitement surged up in his heart like a volcanic eruption.

His eyes widened instantly, full of surprise, confusion, and excitement. He was surprised to see Amy again, this person who held a special place in his heart; confused about why he met her here.

Was it a deliberate arrangement of fate? Excitement was like a hot and blazing flame, burning brightly throughout his body, making every cell in his body full of vitality.