You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1896: Unexpected Changes

Aaron immediately contacted Luther, "Mr. Warner, Anderson detected changes in the school's security system. Have you received

any abnormal reports from your end?"

Luther replied over the phone, "No. | have real-tmonitoring here and have not detected anything unusual."

Anderson then grabbed the phone, "Dad, here's the situation: | left a backdoor in the school's security system, but | can't access it

now. It definitely means that there's a hacker operating in the background, patching up the loophole | set before. If your end shows

no abnormalities, it's highly likely just an illusion. In other words, the other party has created a different interface to make you

think there's been no change, but in reality, it's already been altered. | just suspect this, | don't have evidence, but | think the

likelihood is high. It's going to be unexpected if nothing unexpected happens!"

Luther reassured, "Anderson, don't worry. I'm sending people over now. I'll have Aaron take you near the school. But under no

circumstances should you enter the school on your own. You can try to remotely control within the vicinity of the school. Pay

attention to your safety, understood? Leave the rest to the adults."

"Got it, Dad."

Anderson handed the phone back to Aaron.

Aaron immediately responded, "Mr. Warner, what should | do next?"

"You drive Anderson back to a location within a one-mile radius of the school and find a suitable safe place to stay put. I'm sending

someone to the school to gather information. You don't need to contact Joyce anymore; I'll call her now," Luther instructed. "Take

care of Anderson, and remember, there can be no mishaps. If there's any danger, retreat immediately."

"Understood. Mr. Warner, please rest assured," Aaron said before hanging up the phone.

He swiftly turned the car around and headed back in the direction they cfrom.

Meanwhile, inside the school, Kiki was still drawing, with Westbrook by her side, occasionally feeding her snacks, at times helping

with a cloth, and sometimes passing her a pen, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

In the winter, darkness fell early. The visibility outside the window was already quite low, a gloomy haze enveloping everything

around. The lights in the classroom had been on for a while, making it seem like daytime.

Suddenly, without any warning, all the lights went out simultaneously.

The classroom was left in complete darkness.

Kiki had always been afraid of the dark. She froze for a moment, and the paintbrush in her hand fell to the ground with a soft

"clatter."

"What's happening? Who turned off the lights! Turn them on quickly," her voice trembled slightly.

In fact, Westbrook was also very afraid of the dark, especially after the last the was pranked by Anderson, with the lights

flickering on and off; it really scared him. Now, the lights had suddenly gone out again, and his first reaction was that Anderson was

up to something.

He cursed, "Damn Anderson, if he's prankingagain, fine. But Kiki is still here, what's he playing at?"

He groped his way up, intending to find the light switch.

Suddenly, Kiki grabbed him, "Don't go, I'm scared."

Westbrook was in a dilemma, "If | don't go, how can | turn on the lights?"

He patted Kiki's arm, his own voice trembling, and tried to comfort her, "Kiki, don't be afraid, I'm here."

In front of the beauty, he had no choice but to put on a brave face.

"I don't care, you're not allowed to go," Kiki held onto Westbrook tightly.

Westbrook was even more helpless. What should he do now? He couldn't go turn on the lights, and they were both afraid of the

dark.

"Alright, alright, | won't go. No one turned off the lights, maybe there's a power outage. Perhaps the power will cback on soon.

Actually, it's useless forto go find the switch," he comforted himself and Kiki.

Kiki held onto Westbrook's fingers, which were trembling non-stop, then she started to sob.

"Sob, | hate the dark the most. When will the power cback on?"

In the darkness, Westbrook comforted Kiki, "Don't be afraid, it's all because of that jerk Anderson. He did the sthing tolast

time, and now he's doing it again."

"Sob, no, Anderson wouldn't do that. It can't be him. Don't talk nonsense, stop blaming others," Kiki's crying grew louder.

"Alright, alright, I'll be quiet," Westbrook stopped accusing Anderson. But who else besides Anderson would do this?

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor.

Hearing the sound of multiple people's footsteps, Westbrook's heart leaped, "Perhaps it's the teacher coming."

He shouted, "Teacher, there are people here. We're here!"

Kiki's heart was also filled with hope; after all, they were just children, and at this moment, they could only rely on adults.

As the beam of a flashlight shone in, both Kiki and Westbrook instinctively shielded their eyes from the blinding light.

"Teacher, please don't shine the light in my eyes, | can't open them, it's very uncomfortable," Westbrook complained.

As he spoke, he suddenly felt someone coming forward, grabbing his arm with great force, causing him pain.

"Ouch, be gentle, what are you doing?" he cried out.

At the stime, Kiki screamed, "Who are you? Letgo! Letgo!"

Westbrook was shocked. Could it be that the person who had cwasn't the teacher, but a bad person? He had experienced

being kidnapped before, so he knew that feeling very well. Suddenly, he had a bad premonition.

He yelled, "Someone help! Help! There's someone grabbing a child here! Help, help!"

As he shouted, he felt someone sticking duct tape over his mouth, rendering him unable to make a sound. Then his hands were

bound behind his back.

By the light of the flashlight, he could see that Kiki was also bound, with tape over her mouth as well. They were both captured.

Kiki couldn't make a sound, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes, showing her fear.

Westbrook kicked and struggled, wanting to go and save Kiki, but it was in vain. How could a child's strength possibly match that of

an adult? But he was unwilling to give up. He kicked and pushed, and his legs hit the chest of the person holding Kiki.

The person grunted and loosened their grip on Kiki.

But suddenly, with a thud, Westbrook felt a blow to his back, and he blacked out instantly, losing consciousness.

Kiki watched as they were taken away by the dark-clothed figures, dragged to the back door of the school.

One of the dark-clothed figures tossed them into a black van. The vehicle started up and drove off into the distance.

She had never experienced anything so terrifying in her life. She fainted directly on the floor of the van, losing consciousness

completely.

The dark-clothed figure made a call, reporting, "Miss, the people you wanted to capture, it's done."

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