An hour later, Yan Xiaye followed the instructions of the text message, changing vehicles multiple times before a driver blindfolded her, took away her cellphone, and forced her to change her clothes, making sure she had no means of tracking or GPS on her. Only then, did he finally bring her to a long-standing residential building.
Stepping tentatively onto the concrete stairs, Yan Xiaye looked around at the mottled walls. Due to the distance from the windows and the sprawling area of Jianghai City, she couldn't determine where she was at the moment, only knowing that this place was definitely not one she had visited before.
"Behave yourself, don't look around!"
Seeing Yan Xiaye's eyes darting about, the driver, half his face covered with a mask, barked fiercely and pushed her hard.
Caught off guard, Yan Xiaye fell onto the rough concrete surface, a piercing pain radiating from her knee.
Without looking, she knew she must have scraped her knee at least.
