My Parents Are Kidnapped, and My Cop Brother Refuses to Help, Now He’s Losing His Mind in Regret

Chapter 6

At first, the officers didn't dare to easily trust me.

After I presented detailed evidence, they immediately led a team to the scene.

The orphanage where I lived for ten years was located next to an abandoned factory on the outskirts of town.

Trains carrying coal or lumber passed by there every day.

The first one was at 6:10 AM, then 10:30 AM, and the latest at 8:30 PM.

The difference between each train was no more than ten minutes.

After the police verified, it matched perfectly with the time points I provided.

I was even more familiar with that abandoned factory.

On every day we were allowed to play outside, that was the first place my friends and I would go.

The factory was surrounded by concrete walls, but there were two large holes through the walls on the south and north sides.

Every time a train passed by, that high and low wind, like the wail of a wronged soul, seemed able to tear one's soul from their body.

My friends and I would scream and run excitedly towards the wind each time.

It was almost my only joy in childhood.

So I was absolutely certain the kidnappers were there.

"Emily, you just wait at home. Don't worry, we'll definitely bring your parents back."

I trusted the police's abilities, but I had to see my parents the moment they were rescued.

Otherwise, even at home, I would be on pins and needles, every minute and second would be torture.

"Officers, please take me with you. I only recently reunited with my parents. I really don't want to be separated from them again."

Seeming moved by my words, they finally arranged for me to ride in a police car at the back of the convoy.

The dark suburbs looked like an apocalyptic scene.

To avoid alerting the kidnappers, everyone got out of the cars far from the target.

Advance officers snuck in under the cover of darkness.

Then a fight broke out, and one suspect was completely subdued and brought out.

I broke free from the officer holding me back, ignoring their attempts to stop me, and ran towards the scene.

I had to be the first to see my parents, to confirm they were safe.

Everything was formless in the darkness.

Suddenly, a row of headlights lit up behind me, illuminating my path.

My gaze darted around urgently, my heart nearly in my throat.

"Dad! Mom!"

Finally, in a corner of the factory, I saw my parents in tattered clothes.

I ran over and hugged them, tears bursting forth uncontrollably, blurring my vision.

But I could still see the equally emotional expressions on my parents' faces.

"Dad, Mom, I finally found you."

This life, I finally saved you with my own strength.

The fear of a near-death experience and the joy of reunion made my whole body tremble.

Just as I was about to remove the gags from my parents' mouths, I saw my dad's eyes widen, staring behind me.

I turned around to see the other suspect emerging from the darkness with a large pair of pliers, his eyes gleaming with cunning.

"You dared to call the police? Then die together!"

As the pliers came down, I didn't feel any pain.

But my vision was filled with crimson.

"Dad!"